The night is pitch black.

The moonlight was red, like blood-red claws scratching the human skin, elbowing a little bit.

The little boy is sleeping soundly.

The ceiling on the top of the room surging strangely, turning into a gloomy smiling face.

The smile suddenly became painful, ferocious, and irritable.

A drop of blood drips.

It fell on the little boy's left eye and suddenly woke up.

Open your eyes.

Blood melted into the eye sockets.

He vaguely saw the shadow of a woman on the ceiling, his long hair hanging down to cover his face, and blood dripped down his exposed heart.

Smack...

Smack...

Like the sound of death clocks.

...

...

"Yang Le, what career will your ideal when you grow up?"

"police."

"With an ideal child, can you tell the teacher the reason?"

"I...I want to catch the murderer who killed my mother."

The teacher was stunned... How did I go about class?

...

...

If the auxiliary policeman is also considered a policeman, then Yang Le has fulfilled his ideal.

"Yang Le, copy this document."

"Yang Le, pour a cup of coffee, thank you!"

"Yang Le, can you open the toilet in the toilet? It's so stinky."

"Where are my copy documents? Why are you bringing me coffee?"

This is Yang Le's daily life when he grows up, he is busy and painful.

Life is like mulberry leaves swallowed by silkworms little by little, and the teeth that are chewed are ugly.

Dreams are like a joke.

After graduating from high school, the score difference from the police academy was 100,000 miles away. I chose a college school to study an unknown major. I finally managed to graduate after three years.

Graduation is the end of the ivory tower and the beginning of unemployment in the large dyeing vat.

At the beginning, I always lose my mind.

With the recruitment brochure, he ran to the applicant's unit in the scorching sun. Looking at the people around him who were interviewing, Yang Le wanted to slap himself... a clerk, gender, female.

If it weren't for the community's auxiliary police examination recruitment, I believe he is still wandering in confusion.

After working hard for more than a month, I finally passed the examination for the auxiliary police officer.

He returned home with joy and was about to tell his father Lao Yang the good news.

But I heard Lao Yang's phone call at the door.

"Director Su, thank you. Please send your lover's card number back. Thank you so much for Yang Le."

What a hard-earned job.

...

The moon rises to the willows.

The busy day is finally over.

"Hey, who... Yang Le." Policeman Zhang Yuan came over and said with a smile: "I made an appointment with my girlfriend to go to the movie tonight. Can you help me..."

"OK."

Yang Le nodded.

He didn't remember how many times he helped his colleagues work night shifts.

The cell phone on the desk is lit.

“Get out and drink.”

There are only four words on WeChat, and Yang Le doesn’t need to read it and you will know that it is Fatty Wang.

Wang Dajiang, he became a young man and a best friend, a rich second generation, and opened a small tavern, and was so full that he had nothing to do to find trouble for himself.

"No money." Yang Le replied two words.

Singles don't need nightlife.

The sky gradually crawled into the night, and Yang Le was the only one left in the quiet police station.

There was a pile of case information on his desk.

The Loumen Community Police Station where he is located has always been at the bottom in Sucheng, mainly because the living environment of the community is too complex and there are many migrant workers, so the case investigation is too difficult.

September 13th, theft case, September 16th gambling case, September 20th…rape case.

Archive, classification.

After the archives are sorted out, they must be placed in the archives room.

Holding a thick stack of finished files, Yang Le walked to the door of the archives room, held the files in his hand with his knees against the wall, and freed up a hand to take out the key from his pocket.

The rusty keyholes made a cracking sound.

"Why are you on duty again?"

A woman's words suddenly came from behind him, almost scaring Yang Le to death. Fortunately, his knees were steadily pressed. If he hadn't supported the file and spread all over the floor, he would have been in vain just now.

He was a little angry, and when he looked back, it turned out to be Su Luo.

Su Luo, Director Su's daughter, graduated from a well-known police academy and was assigned to the grassroots training level.

Yang Le can't say he is disgusted with her, after all, it's not the same level, and it's not the same level, but if you say he likes her, it's not the same level at all, and it's useless to like her... He thinks that it's enough to have Maria Ozawa, Aoi, Ai Iijima, etc.

But I heard that there are quite a few people chasing her in the bureau.

Su Luo walked forward, took the file from Yang Le and held it in his arms.

Yang Le was stunned.

Seeing her struggling, her tall figure tied with a ponytail, and her thick file squeezed the plumpness on her chest. No wonder the men in the bureau were discussing her behind her.

Su Luo frowned and said unhappily: "Why are you stunned? Open the door."

"oh."

Yang Le quickly opened the door of the archives.

The lights in the house flickered and disappeared. I don’t know which aging circuit caused the light bulb to be poorly contacted. The flickering light just covered up the embarrassment between the two.

Since joining the company, the two of them have not said more than ten sentences together.

She has always been very curious. This quiet-looking man never seemed to have looked at her directly. He is busy helping others do trivial matters every day, but never complains.

"You seem to... not very talkative."

It was Su Luo who took the lead in breaking the quiet.

"Um."

Yang Le nodded.

It seemed that this was a bit too perfunctory, and then continued: "I'm too busy with work and don't have time to chat."

After saying that, it seemed to be more perfunctory.

The lights still flash, and even occasionally make sizzling sounds.

Yang Le picked up the file, looked at the lights and saw the classification clearly, and put it on the shelf according to the category.

Su Luo also helped.

In the quiet room, there was only the sound of the two men sorting out their files.

The file was placed on the shelf and stirred up a layer of dust.

Su Luo frowned slightly.
To be continued...