The old people in Lan County all know that their former police station chief was injured while arresting enemy special forces in his early years. From then on, his pants were empty and he could no longer go to the front line.
The old director can continue to be the director, or choose to recuperate. But he refused. He moved his few luggage to the concierge hut of the police station and became a concierge from the director position.
He watched the young boys coming and going, and watched the bad guys being arrested and brought to justice.
But he always kept a straight face, and almost no one saw him smile. Although he is over sixty, he never lets anyone call him "Grandpa". If he has to, he would rather be called "Uncle Liu".
Many young comrades cannot shout out loud and would rather call themselves "comrade".
For a long time, there was only that little girl who appeared in the morning light and called uncle when she opened her mouth. Such a natural behavior made Comrade Liu think that he was really young.
For a long time, for a long time, she was the only one willing to chat with him, a dry and serious old man.
Later, she even brought him a bag of tea.
She didn't seem to know his identity.
Maybe she knew, but he didn't care anyway.
At the door of the police station, Liu Jianjun bent over and frowned at Uncle Liu from the small window of the concierge.
"Dad, what are you doing? I'm investigating a case."
Uncle Liu took a sip of tea, smacked his lips, and glanced at him coldly: "Have you found the victim in the case?"
"No, Dad, there is definitely something wrong with Lin Nianhe," Liu Jianjun affirmed. "How could she, a little girl, escape unscathed? Besides, who doesn't know what kind of person Su Yuncheng is? Even his partner doesn't know. It might threaten him..."
"okay!"
Uncle Liu interrupted him impatiently: "Don't think that I don't know what's going on in your mind every day. Isn't it Xiao Su who blocks your way? Jianjun, you have to use means to be a man, but you can't play hard."
The depression on Liu Jianjun's face slowly faded away, and the depression disappeared in his eyes.
He concealed what he was thinking and said in a broken voice: "Dad, I worked hard for ten years before I reached the position of captain. He relies on his father to treat me as an equal. I..."
"If you are dissatisfied, if you are angry, if you have the ability, go and smooth the sidelines."
"Wolidou? Wolidou still uses a little girl to perform surgery? You are really getting more and more capable."
Uncle Liu glanced sideways at Liu Jianjun, "Why did I give birth to a thing like you?"
Liu Jianjun slowly stood up straight as he listened to his father's scolding.
Suddenly, Liu Jianjun smiled, and his smile was extremely sarcastic: "Yes, I can't be as enlightened as you, otherwise how could my mother die..."
"Shut up!"
An enamel teapot flew out of the small window and hit Liu Jianjun on the head. Brown tea splashed all over his face, and the tea leaves lay softly on the Fengji button.
Liu Jianjun could have avoided it, but he didn't move. After receiving the blow, he raised his hand to catch the teapot.
The tea diluted the blood, and he wiped his face casually and put the enamel jar on the table.
Then, turn around and leave.
He saw the shocked expressions of his colleagues and the indifference in their eyes.
He didn't say anything, including the question he always wanted to ask his father -
Don’t you want to avenge my mother?
…
Lin Nianhe was discharged from the hospital because of the trouble caused by Liu Jianjun.
It's a blessing in disguise.
Su Yuncheng sent them back and after settling Lin Nianhe, he said, "Don't be angry, Uncle Liu also has his own difficulties."
Lin Nianhe, who was thinking about how to take revenge and go back, frowned in confusion: "Huh?"
"His mother died in the hands of enemy agents because..." Su Yuncheng frowned slightly, looked at Lin Nianhe and said, "because they tried to use his mother to coerce the old director to give up the pursuit."
The annoyance in Lin Nianhe's heart disappeared, and she nodded: "Is that why he is so sensitive about this matter?"
"Yeah." Su Yuncheng nodded, thought for a while, and then rubbed her little head, "Don't argue with him."
He became more and more skilled at this intimate gesture.
And her little head is soft and easy to rub.
"I see."
Lin Nianhe felt a little stuck, and she even chose to ignore the other implications of Su Yuncheng's affirmative answer.
She was silent for a moment and asked him: "So the old director didn't submit?"
"He watched with his own eyes as she was stabbed more than a dozen times, and then he shot her with his own hands and sent her away."
Lin Nianhe lowered his head slightly and gasped for air.
She couldn't help but think about what Su Yuncheng would have done if it had been her yesterday.
"that……"
After a while, Lin Nianhe bit his lower lip, looked up at Su Yuncheng, and raised a smile.
"If one day it's me... don't wait for them to stab me more than a dozen times before taking action, and don't hit me on the head..."
She pressed the left side of her heart and felt her heart beating. She smiled and said, "Punch my heart, and then remember to make me look nice."
Her tone was brisk, but there was a hint of tremor hidden in it.
Su Yuncheng looked at her, suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into his arms.
He held her strangely, very hard.
"Even if that day comes, I can still save you."
He said.
"Um."
"I believe you."
Lin Nianhe nodded lightly.
She had seen more warmth than calculation in this era, and now she was suddenly told that the price of peace and innocence was the life and blood of strangers, which made her feel a little helpless for a while.
Not too scared, just a little uncomfortable.
Lin Nianhe was wondering whether to respond to this hug.
After all, this is the first time Comrade Xiao Su has taken the initiative. It seems not good for her not to respond...
As soon as she raised her hand, Su Yuncheng let her go.
His ears were a little red, his eyes were evasive, and he said: "I will be busy recently, so you just stay in the production team. Don't go out alone, and don't go to the town. Things will be over soon. Your primary school teacher's exam should also be done." It’s over, when the time comes… I’ll take you to the provincial capital.”
"Yeah, okay." Lin Nianhe nodded lightly and asked what she was more curious about at the moment, "By the way, can you tell me how Uncle Niu will judge?"
Lin Nianhe didn't know whether Uncle Niu should be counted as an accomplice or a victim. From their words, she could easily infer that in the eyes of those people, Uncle Niu was just a convenient transportation worker.
"Uncle Niu? Who?"
Lin Nianhe never expected that Su Yuncheng would be so confused.
She blinked her eyes and said weakly: "It's Uncle Niu who drives the Jiuli Brigade. It was him who drove me to the town yesterday... Didn't I tell you?"
Lin Nianhe recalled.
Maybe, it seems, I have indeed never mentioned Uncle Niu...
She said she had a fever. Is it okay?
Su Yuncheng's eyes darkened and he asked her, "What does the person you are talking about look like?"
"He's an old man in his fifties. He's very thin. He seems to be in poor health. He has an ordinary appearance. He always wears a black coat and has a patch on his chest, like a pocket."
As Su Yuncheng listened to her story, a face gradually became three-dimensional in his mind.
But he soon determined——
He didn't catch this guy yesterday.
(End of chapter)
