It was very late at night, and it was as deep as the dripping water of the sycamore tree in front of the cold steps, making everyone shivering in thin clothes.

Luo Yu was tired of walking, so he pulled over a piece of Nongfu Spring box to fold it skillfully, and spread it on the wet and cold road and pressed it with his hands. He sat down happily, Songsong tied the white belt on his lower abdomen, and looked at the silent tent camp not far away with a look of dazed expression.

A retro incandescent lamp for lighting was hung between the two narrow tents. The brown copper lampshade made the white light hazy like a layer of gauze. The gray-white striped windshield was blown coldly by the wind, and the light white halo hit the cloth, which made Luo Yu unable to see the sleeping figure in the tent clearly.

During countless working nights, incandescent lamps with dim aperture hit the rough glass with mottled figures. Lao Xu, did you look at me silently in a corner of the courtyard, holding thick coffee?

Luo Yu rubbed his red eyes, and sweat hit his gray hair on his temples. Faced with the cold wind at night, leaving a wet feeling on his dry face. He still remembered the days when he was undercover underground gangsters in Qiantang County ten years ago. Every day, he had to squat in front of the casino with a shaky watermelon knife full of sweat and smell. Looking at the crowds inside, watching the songs around him disperse. After pulling the underground door curtain, he would hold a Chinese cigarette in his mouth and bring a few young teenagers who were empty and confused in their teens to swallow clouds and spit on the embankment by the river. Facing the cold and wet wind of the river, the wet feeling on his face made him remember the fact that he was still alive.

The river water next to Qiantang embankment is surging. For decades, if you are not careful, you will be in danger, resulting in the loss of life. Ten years later, Luo Yu once returned to that place, but only a string of unknown footprints were left on the hard cement embankment. In fact, unless necessary, Luo Yu rarely recalls the scene when he swore to the national flag. The young and tender face, who didn't know whether it was true or not, would suddenly appear when he made a decision, like a corpse floating after drowning.

Thinking of this, Luo Yu's hoarse throat suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, just like countless tiny insects constantly twitching on his throat. He wanted to take out a cigarette from his pocket to smoke, but when he was about to stop, he was embarrassed to find that the hard work and running around the past two days left him without any time to buy cigarettes. He laughed at himself and pretended to smoke out cigarettes, lit a cigarette, opened his mouth, and sucked the clouds and mist at the sky obsessed with it. To be honest, this spiritual victory method was given to him by his master, saying that he could use it when he couldn't afford to smoke cigarettes in the future. As a result, he had not had to worry about this for more than ten years, but today he realized that it was so uncomfortable to addiction to cigarettes.

He pouted his mouth gently slapped at the night sky, pretending to spit out a diffusing gray smoke ring.

Luo Yu's tense spirit suddenly relaxed. He patted the police rank with a silver-white five-pointed star on his shoulder with nostalgic grace, and raised his head to the dark night sky and said to himself: "Old Xu, to be honest, when I was a child, I also thought about other interesting livelihoods, such as studying for a finance degree in Lujiazui, Shanghai, as a decent white-collar worker, or wandering around with a cool guitar on our alley with the poet uncle in our alley. Unfortunately, after meeting this police uniform, I knew that the most in my life, Luo Yu wanted to do is to be a people's policeman who protects the people."

"In my more than ten years of life, patrolling during the day, investigating at night and solving cases before the New Year, I have no idea what else I can do except to integrate the case-handling memory into my bones. If it weren't for your careful conditioning over the past ten years, I wouldn't know if my body, which is so riddled with holes, would suddenly die at work."

"Although you still blame me for killing your young children because of my momentary negligence, the resentment of the living will eventually affect the rest of the dead. Think about it now, hum, I am also very sad."

"Fifteen years ago, I was unable to save your lovely daughter. I didn't expect that I could not save you now, either in fifteen years. Maybe your family will have a fate with me in this life. If we can seize the fate in the next life, we can hold hands and rely on each other, it is best to have another innocent and lively little girl."

The night was slightly cool, and the cold dew was frost. Three or two yellow leaves fell silently with a mysterious gust of wind. Luo Yu suddenly became confused by the thin sand, and had to reach out and rub his tired eyes helplessly. Although Luo Yu was now showing his iron-bending appearance, this was a physical body that he had been practicing for many years. It was not like Zhang Jian and others who could use meditation or rely on their strong bodies to hold on for more than ten days without fatigue. Strong will and unyielding. This was his oath he made in front of the blood-red national flag that he had made for decades. He had been trembling and dared not forget it.

The moonlight was cold and the shadows of the trees were mottled. The shadow at Luo Yu's feet quietly split into a woman's appearance. She was wearing a blue and white forensic uniform with soft long hair, and a white arm stretched out from the dark shadow and gently stroked Luo Yu's old face. Nongnuo's whisper seemed to be comforting, as if she was telling, and the close hugs between each other seemed to have a tacit understanding cultivated by decades between husband and wife.

"Hey, Lao Luo, Officer Luo. Zhang Jian and the others have found the location where that boy Mao Yu is now. We just need to seize the right time to take advantage of the opportunity to attack. If it is wrong, we will attack Huanglong. With our current strength, we will definitely be able to capture him in one fell swoop. We will be sent to death and will not be released from prison for life." Chu Xiao's loud shout behind him woke up Luo Yu who was immersed in memories. Although the content of his words was full of urging, his tone was not as anxious as he imagined, but instead he showed the ease of completing the task soon.

"Old Xu, I'm leaving. No matter how hard I struggle, wearing a police uniform in this life was destined to be a people's policeman. Punishing evil and promoting good, maintaining fairness and peace is my duty and my mission. Sorry, I have never been able to save you again in this life. Forgive my debt to you for the rest of my life, maybe we don't have to be so tired in the next life."

Luo Yu's tone was first affirmative, then gentle, and finally inexplicably bleak. He packed up the thick crust paper pad under his butt and threw it onto the messy pile of debris, then stood up and walked towards Chu Xiao with big strides. Countless stilt tents near the refugee camp were covered with dark shadows against the fire. Luo Yu shuttled through it like a tragic assassin, the wind was whispering and the Yishuihan.

At 8:59, a bright moon hung over the huge engineering square. Even the rolling black clouds around it could not stop the moonlight from falling and dispelling the coldness of the ground. On the wooden Xingtai built in the center of the square were placed with sinful logs made of ghost wood, and one-person-high brown-red logs were painted with ink-colored ghost patterns.

They stand tall, like spikes piercing on the deep earth, exuding mysterious and cold evil spirits at all times. Distorted, demonic, decay, and various negative auras absorbed on the surface of the log to form a chaotic black ghost pattern, and smiled evilly like demonic. The unsuspecting evil spirits in the darkness were imprisoned by the mysterious and demonic suction force in the body of the sinful log, and were tortured by the terrifying criminal law at all times.

I had something happened yesterday, sorry. I will compensate and update. I added the narration at the end of the previous chapter.

(The Dark World Government's Might Kill List: The Chinese government has focused on the most vicious monsters and monsters in recent years, and has publicly offered rewards, regardless of life or death. Every existence on the list has committed heinous crimes against the inherent order of human society. For example, Chen, the 81st Biochemical Ph.D., the 81st Biochemical Ph.D., was the chief scientist of an internationally renowned biological company in the past, but because of the highly contagious bloodthirsty viruses spreading in slums such as Hong Kong deep waters to develop immature human enhancement agents, the death of tens of thousands of residents in the marginal areas of Hong Kong has been caused by the death of thousands of residents in the marginal areas of Hong Kong, and there are still large areas of biochemical polluting areas in the Hong Kong area. At night, countless terrifying biochemical monsters wandering around the blocks, so they are strongly wanted by relevant departments of the special bureau.)
Chapter completed!