The Underworld Detective

Chapter 737: The scar is a man's honor

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After the VIP incident, Nan Nan told us all of King Jing's accounts. The government temporarily frozen these accounts and will use them for charity.

Later, with the help of the Public Security Department, Nan Nan and Gao Qianjue were sent to another country's incognito life. The exact location is unknown to us, which is also to ensure their safety.

Gao Qian must have a deposit, and their lives should not be a problem. To him, Nan Nan is like his own daughter, and Nan Nan has always regarded him as a father. I hope this little girl can grow up healthy from now on!

On the Macao side, they greatly appreciated the joint efforts of the two police forces to combat terrorists, and marveled at the strength of the Chinese troops in Australia. They believed that under the embrace of the motherland, Macao would become the safest city in Asia.

Sun Hu's body was brought back to Nanjiang City for burial. The Ministry of Public Security issued a medal of martyr on the same day and was buried with his ashes.

On the day of the funeral, Wang Yuanchao and Huang Xiaotao both wore police officer uniforms. Under the **** of a long team of police, Sun Tiger was covered in the ashes of the party flag and put into the tomb. The atmosphere was solemn and solemn. Sun Bingxin was crying all the time, and I comforted her softly, "Don't be too sad!"

Huang Xiaotao walked to the tomb, put down a bunch of autumn chrysanthemums, grabbed a handful of soil and scattered it on the ashes, and said, "Sun Tzu, go all the way, the task force will never let you down!"

Then Wang Yuanchao came to the tomb, unscrewed the jug, sprinkled wine in the tomb, and grabbed a handful of soil: "Brother, I really want to have a drink with you again!"

Then came me. I came to the tomb and looked at the hearty smile of Sun Tiger on the tombstone. He is like a loved one to me. Suddenly leaving me makes me a little unbelievable, but life is so fragile. We who choose this path will always be separated from relatives and friends.

Huang Xiaotao, Wang Yuanchao, Song Xingchen, I, Sun Bingxin, we are dealing with the most dangerous criminal gang in the world. Maybe next time, one of us is lying in this cold tomb.

But I don't regret it. I don't go to hell. Whoever goes to hell, as long as it can make this country peaceful, it's nothing.

I put an antique wine cup in the grave, which was the favorite thing my grandpa used to do, and I keep it all the time. I had a thousand words stuck in my throat, but I couldn't speak to the photos on the tombstone. I just said, "Uncle Sun, I will take care of Bingxin as my sister, and go with peace of mind!"

Each of us donated a handful of soil for Sun Tiger. Gradually the little black box was covered by mud. At the end of the line a man in a black trench coat appeared. He knelt before the spirit and cried, "Old Sun, why did you leave like this? ? "

Some police officers recognized him and said in surprise, "Director Cheng!"

After the memorial service of Director Cheng, he stood up and walked silently to the end of the line. He came in as a private person and did not want to alarm us and disturb Sun Tiger's funeral.

After the ceremony, Director Cheng talked to me a few words. After a greeting, he said with emotion: "Song Yang, do you know? In fact, it was the grandson, not me, who could have been the director of the office."

I asked, "He gave up?"

"No, he made a mistake, hey, everyone is dead, it's boring to say this!"

Director Cheng left with a sigh.

I suffered some injuries in Macau, the most serious of which was a rib fracture in three places. The doctor wrapped me with a layer of fixing tape and told me to take more rest recently and avoid major movements.

I now have many scars on my body, and each one is a thrilling encounter. I always feel emotion when looking at them. The scars are men's medals. I didn't feel the feeling when I heard this sentence before, and I felt a little bit arrogant. I have experienced it personally.

At this time, the year is approaching, and Christmas is coming soon. Wang Dali's shop is engaged in end-of-year entertainment, and the customers are endless. When I went back, I saw him wearing a Christmas hat and standing at the door to greet the guests.

Seeing this scene, I felt a warmth in my heart. Every time I went back outside after running around, it was like going home. I stepped forward and congratulated, "Boss Wang is going to fight for gold!"

Wang vigorously saw me for a moment, and yelled with delight: "Yangzi, you are back. You know how lonely I am without you! Go and eat."

I waved my hand: "What to eat, I'm not a guest. See if you can't be too busy, let me help!"

I also put on a Christmas hat to help greet guests. Recently, I have added a lot of new products. I feel that my business ability has dropped a lot. Fortunately, a clerk and Wang reminded me.

After finishing this busy day, I and Wang Dali were tired, and he insisted on pulling me for a good meal. I asked him Luo Youyou, and Wang Dali said, "I'm going to take an exam soon. I'm busy reviewing it!"

I smiled: "Just don't break up."

"Well, you curse me?" Wang vigorously rolled his eyes.

I picked a restaurant casually, and eating was secondary. I told Wang Dali what happened this time, mainly the death of Sun Hu, and Wang Dali was so shocked that his chopsticks dropped: "What about the sister Bingxin?"

"Her mother has remarried long ago, and it is impossible to live with her mother, now live alone." I sighed.

"Suddenly an orphan, so pathetic!"

After experiencing the death of a loved one, I have a deep understanding of this. The lonely feeling of right and wrong is really heartbreaking. Months after my grandfather's death, whenever I looked at the chair he had used, the pipe he used, or the potted plant he kept slowly dying, I felt really sad.

Wang Dali shot up suddenly: "Let's go and see her now! Buy something, by the way, she didn't have a meal, bring her."

I wondered: "Now?"

"Crouch, how can I have time during the day!"

So we bought some food that Sun Bingxin liked to eat and went to her house. I didn't expect that I saw Huang Xiaotao's car downstairs. When we came to the door, we heard a whining cry.

Wang Dali and I glanced at each other. He was a bit frightened and asked, "Would you like to go in?"

"Come here, come in!"

I knocked on the door. It turned out that Huang Xiaotao sent Sun Bingxin back at night. Sun Bingxin returned to the empty home. On the table, Sun Tiger saw the book that had not been closed. She saw the material and was sad again. comfort her.

Wang Dali said a few words in embarrassment and sorrow. I know that in this scene, there is no need to help, and it is enough to be accompanied.

That night we accompany Sun Bingxin very late, Huang Xiaotao simply stayed overnight.

In the next few days, as soon as we were free, we would take turns to Sun Bingxin's house, cook a meal for her, watch TV with her, or play table games with her. On Christmas day, the members of the task force came to Sun Bingxin's home to have a small party. In a blessing of everyone, the long-lost innocent smile returned to Sun Bingxin's face, which made me feel more and more. , We are a small group of brothers.

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