"Yes, that's right!" Cao Zhiqiang said with a moved face, "I absolutely believe in the government and the police. Because of this, I have no hesitation in drawing a clear line with them.

Because I know that there is no future if I continue to hang out with them.

Only by returning to the people, working hard and loving life can we have a bright and brilliant future!"

"You are very enlightened." The middle-aged policeman said happily, "Not bad, not bad. Although you have gone astray before, it is not too late if you can repent in time.

If you continue to stay in there, something will happen sooner or later."

"Yes." Cao Zhiqiang sighed, silently lowered his eyelids, and said quietly, "Fortunately, I woke up early, otherwise, something big would have happened!"

"Okay." The middle-aged policeman stood up, "I understand the situation pretty much. In that case, I won't bother you if you rest more. I will come back to you after we have further investigated."

"Yes, please, comrade police." Cao Zhiqiang said as if he was about to get out of bed, "Thank you very much, thank you very much, I will see you off."

"No, no, no." The middle-aged policeman waved his hand quickly, "The doctor said that you are fine on the surface, but in fact you are very weak. You'd better lie down, rest more, and strive for a speedy recovery."

Cao Zhiqiang then lay back down again: "Okay, thank you comrades police, I feel at ease with you here."

Just when the two policemen were about to leave, the young policeman suddenly ran up to Cao Zhiqiang, took out a small notebook and a pen, and looked at Cao Zhiqiang eagerly:

"Comrade Cao...Qiangzi, can you sign your name for me?"

I especially like your poems. I have a collection of the poetry magazine where you published your first poem, "Seeing and Not Seeing."

The book "The Farthest Distance in the World" is so difficult to buy. Every time I go to Xinhua Bookstore, it is sold out, so I can only borrow copies from others.

This, I am not complaining, I just want your autograph, can you satisfy my wish?"

Cao Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Of course, as long as you don't mind my ugly handwriting."

Taking the other party's pen and notebook, Cao Zhiqiang opened the notebook, picked up the pen and said: "Comrade police officer, what is your full name?"

"Li Zhiming!" the young policeman said quickly, "Li Shimin's Li is ambitious and clear."

Cao Zhiqiang smiled slightly: "Well, let me give you a poem."

After speaking, Cao Zhiqiang picked up the pen, waved his hand, and wrote:

How many storms

How many spring and autumn years

Wind, frost, snow, rain and rapids

Despite all the hardships, the infatuation never changes

Young people have great ambitions but no worries

golden shield

Forged with passion

Show your skills in times of crisis

for mother's smile

For the harvest of the earth

Eventful years

Why be afraid of romance

——To the good defender of the people who is fighting on the front line, Comrade Li Zhiming.
Chapter completed!