Chapter 0 BIG DAY
“today_is_the_day.”
Today, at least four people have said this to me, and even their tone of speaking is very similar.
If you like old Hollywood movies, you will find that in most movies that use "tough guys" and "gun battles" as their selling points, there will be someone... He will have a stern face and frown before launching a dangerous mission, and use a constipated and ritual-filled expression to say this line to his teammates.
And within the next half an hour, most of those who said this line would die...
Similar words include "I will wash my hands after doing this ticket", "We will get married after doing this ticket", "Look, this is a photo of my wife and children, after doing this ticket, I will invite you to my house for dinner", "What are you going to spend after getting rich? I want to start my own car repair shop", etc.
Although these are all routines of the movie, and it is a prelude to make the audience feel regretful when the character dies and strengthen the impact of the plot, in my opinion, it is also of reference significance.
From these lines, you can summarize some rules. Before you do a major event with high risk, don’t pay too much attention to it. Paying too much attention will make you nervous, tired, retreat in the face of trouble, and perform abnormally; but don’t think about what to do in the future before things are completed, which will distract your attention, reduce your execution ability, and increase the probability of failure.
A normal mind is the most important thing.
This is the best thing we Longjun people are at, that is, the doctrine of the mean.
Everything must be paid attention to just stopping when it reaches the point, too much is as bad as too little.
Take the bank robbery as an example. The experiences of countless seniors tell us that a failed robbery often lies in a guy who secretes too much adrenaline.
If you have a team member who is "alcoholic, addicted to drugs, has a big voice, is hysterical, and always feels that his performance of poor self-control means that he is a pure man", then you'd better let him get out as 99% of the cases, such a person will be bad... Of course, if the person is named Trevor_philips, then you should think he is the 1% exception.
However, the group of teammates I led today... are not "Old Cui", but a bunch of idiots.
To be honest, when I met these guys, I regretted taking the order, but the industry has rules, and I have already fulfilled this job and received a deposit, so I could only do it with a tough bullet.
By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet... My name is Yan Wushang, a strong-level ability, and his profession is "collecting money and doing things", and he is known as "postman",
I personally don't like this nickname very much, just like I don't like the old movie of the same name (here refers to the 1997 movie "the_postman" directed and directed by Kevin Costner); many people think this movie is not bad, but in my opinion it's just a narcissist who reused the routine he used in "Future Water World" and became more procrastinating and boring.
If I had to choose myself, I would rather have a nickname like "old driver", and I wouldn't care if there was any misunderstanding.
Apart from the little false reputation on Daoer, there is actually nothing to say about me...
Me, very ordinary.
Once upon a time, I also wanted to be a good person, have a serious job, start a small family, and live a life of a warm bed with my wife and children.
Unfortunately... I'm not lucky.
Remember, when a man like me tells you that he is "bad luck", don't think that is literal; in fact, these four words contain a little helplessness and nine-point accusations of the current social situation, but it's hard to say it to you, so I'm saying that... If you can read something from my melancholy eyes, it's best. If you can't read it, it doesn't matter.
As for my work, the main content is to take on various "orders" to complete some tasks that law enforcement departments do not care about or are not allowed.
I will take the kidnapping work, and I will take the kidnapping work.
I do the robbery work, and I do the work of regaining lost things.
I can do the assassination work, and I can do the job of protecting the target.
I don’t have my own team and don’t want to join any fixed team. Every time I do a mission, I team up with new teammates.
Of course, after spending a long time, you will always encounter some familiar faces; but in this industry, there will be no deep friendship between peers, because no one knows when they will die or become enemies with each other.
The biggest advantage of a "Lone Man" like me is that it is easy to run away. Once the situation becomes uncontrollable, I will leave my mission and teammates without any psychological burden, and it is most important to save my life.
For example, today, I think my advantage may have room to play.
Looking back, this employer who calls himself "Oxa Club" is very suspicious. I have never heard of this organization before. And they are obviously generous, but they have given it to my very amateur teammates.
Now I can only pray that this is just an embarrassing accident, not some carefully planned "trap"...
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Today is a memorable day.
Including today, I have not had an "attack" for three hundred days.
It seems that the "emotion management" course I taught myself is really effective.
In the past three hundred days, I have suffered all kinds of physical and psychological pressure, and I have never had an "attack" once, which is unimaginable in the past.
I think I'm ready.
Tonight, there will be a total lunar eclipse.
On this night of red moon and sky, if I can also suppress myself, I can prove to "them" that what they can do, I can do the same.
I just hope...no accidents happen.
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Today is a bad day.
Just like every day I have lived in the past years.
If there is God in this world, I must be a sinner who was born to be cursed by him.
I was born in a police family. My father, mother, and second uncle were all federal police officers. I have been influenced by it since I was a child and was told to "dedicate for justice", be "fair", "worthy of your conscience", "protect the weak", and... "be a hero".
I did what they said...
I think that's why... I'm now locked in a temporary arrest room, waiting for trial.
There is a saying that “good people don’t have good rewards”, and I am one of the witnesses of this sentence.
When I was young, my father was shot dead by his partner in an alley because he refused to collect black money. The people who took over the case, or... all the people in his police district, like his partner, took money from the same boss.
The progress of the case is self-evident.
My mother is a tenacious woman. Of course, she did not accept the bullshit "investigation results", so she chose to fight.
So, several months later, she died in a "traffic accident".
At that time, I was still young, my elder brother was in the police academy, and my second brother was still in the middle school; for our sake... my second uncle compromised.
The second uncle used the death of our parents as a bargaining chip to get a large amount of money of unknown origin and helped my elder brother get rid of the fate of being developed into an undercover agent at the police academy.
After that, the second uncle quit his job as a policeman, gave up his large pension, and found a job to look at the door in the office building. He used the money he received to support the lives of our three brothers and sent his second brother to college, but he was still very poor and he was almost forty and had not gotten married.
The eldest brother later became a policeman, while the second brother studied law and became a lawyer.
I understand their thoughts, and they all want to uphold justice in their own way, one day... avenge their parents.
And this day came earlier than I thought, but in a form that I had not expected.
The eldest and second brother secretly investigated their parents' old case in their respective fields, which eventually attracted the attention of the dirty police and gangsters involved, and they began to receive death threats and substantial attacks.
But they are not the kind of people who will give up...
As a result, not long after, my second brother died of a car bomb in the parking lot outside the court.
On the same day, a fire broke out in his second brother's law firm building, and all the evidence he had collected over the years was burned.
Two days later, my second uncle and elder brother gave me a fake citizen ID and took me on a flight to a foreign land.
I found out after reading the news that after sending me away, they both went to kill many people, from the Federal Police Department to the gang's nest, and eventually died in a gunfight.
I understand their choice, which is a choice made in despair and anger after understanding that "revenge cannot be achieved through the system".
Although the incident between the second uncle and the eldest brother was very big, it did not cause any negative social impact in the end, because the official announced plot was "the gangsters raided the Federal Police Station, and the police launched a heroic counterattack and finally won a great victory." The general public had no way to verify whether this set of rhetoric was true. Coupled with the various guidance from the mainstream media, this became a heroic deed.
And I, perhaps, should be glad that as a very few people who know the truth, no one came to me to silence me.
After that, I became a homeless man, without a legal identity, with only one false identity after another, and one temporary job after another without any labor security.
Maybe fate was a joke on me. Many years after my family died, I woke up a superpower and a ability to turn back time.
However, this ability has many limitations and costs. No matter how much I think about it, I can't go back to a day that will reunite with my family...
But that's OK, at least, I can still be a hero like my family expects.
Even if my actions will not be understood, appreciated, or even misunderstood, hatred and hunted down, I will persist.
Chapter completed!