After Those Years of Misery

"He's inside!" Director Zheng said painfully: "Niece, I will help you in!"

"No need!" Tong Wenya shook off Director Zheng and walked inside alone. Song Chengsi came to face him, looked at Tong Wenya distressedly, and said softly, "I will accompany you in."

Tong Wenya didn't speak, but with Song Chengsi's support, she walked quickly into the lobby of the police station. It was temporarily changed into a mourning hall, and Tong Jianping's enlarged black and white photos were hung high.

Seeing that Tong Wenya was coming, the colleagues couldn't help but were excited and sad, so they all whimpered.

Yuan Siming took a stick of incense to Tong Wenya's hand, choked and said, "Boss, let's get incense."

Without receiving the incense, Tong Wenya walked straight to the ice coffin, shaking the lid of the ice coffin.

Without seeing it in person, she would not believe her father was dead.

The father said that his daughter is useless and can't even drink with him. He will wait until Corgi grows up to accompany his grandpa to drink. Little Corgi hasn't grown up yet, how could he just leave? It's impossible.

"My good niece, don't disturb your dad, let him go with peace of mind." Director Zheng followed up and said.

"I want to open the coffin, I want to see my father's injury with my own eyes!" Tong Wenya said coldly.

"Okay, open it, you help Officer Tong open the coffin!"

Colleagues stepped forward to help Tong Wenya open the lid of the ice coffin, covered with a layer of white cloth, covering Tong Jianping's face.

Tong Wenya lifted the white cloth and saw his father's eyes open, as if she couldn't squint.

"Dad, I'm back, because I didn't see my daughter before I left, and I didn't see Corgi, so I couldn't rest assured, so I refused to close my eyes? Don't worry, we will live happily, don't worry, father." Tong Wenya stretched out her hand Putting on his father's already cold face, help him close his eyelids.

She turned her gaze to her father's wound. The bullet hit the heart. Tong Jianping was wearing the police uniform he was injured. The wound was easy to identify.

After confirming the wound, Tong Wenya gave his father a white cloth and covered it with his own hands, this time showing his face outside.

Director Zheng is guilty of a guilty conscience, for fear that Tong Wenya sees Tong Jianping's eyes open, thinking that he is dead. Hearing Tong Wenya's words, he was a little relieved, and then whispered: "Niece, we have been waiting for you to come back. You should also confirm what you should confirm now. Let Director Tong enter the country sooner."

"Can my father be safe?" Tong Wenya asked coldly.

"You, what do you mean? I don't think there is anything wrong with Director Tong's sacrifice. This...he was for the public..."

"I don't have those thoughts. I just want to ask the minister to approve me to participate in my father's last case. Within three days, I will solve the case. I will personally catch the person who killed my father and send him on the road!"

Director Zheng was scared to death with a cold sweat. To really let Tong Wenya know that Tong Jianping's death was related to him, she wouldn't kill him yet.

It just so happened that these drug dealers were frantic, and if Tong Wenya died in the service, no one would be able to avenge him.

After finishing his small abacus, he acted hard: "Niece, I can understand your filial piety. Your father has just died for the country. If he knows that I have sent you to perform such a dangerous task, he will blame me."

"My father would not let me join the police if he was afraid that I would be in danger. He has always been awe-inspiring. I think Director Zheng knows it. Besides, I insisted on going. My father would blame it, but he can't blame it. On your head. Please approve it!"

"Minister, please allow me to go with Officer Tong!" Song Chengsi's wounds healed quickly, and now it's okay.

"No, you have injuries!" Tong Wenya said.

"It's okay, this injury is nothing, I'll help you."

When Chun Yuchen and He Wenbo walked in, they happened to catch up with this conversation.

He Wenbo approached Chun Yuchen and asked in a soft voice, "Young Master, please stop her from going, it's too dangerous."

"No, let her go."

At this time, Nangong Zhe, who came back temporarily from a business trip, also arrived. Like Chun Yuchen, he did not stop Tong Wenya.

"Okay, in that case, I'll approve it." Director Zheng finished speaking and looked at Tong Jianping in the ice coffin again. "Director Tong, you have also seen it. Wenya meant it. It's rare that she has filial piety. Help her. I will also deploy the most elite police officers in the province to participate in this operation. Wait for the good news! We will not let you sacrifice in vain!"

"Boss, I'll go too!" Yuan Siming said. All the police officers in the police station demanded to take the lead.

Dad, if you see these soldiers you bring up with one hand, there is no one who is greedy for life and fear of death, you must be very pleased. With tears in her eyes, Tong Wenya bowed to them with choked sobs: "Thank you, thank you all. Before I come back, my father will stop here. I don't know if criminals will be disrespectful to the dead. I beg you to stay. , Help me take care of my father, thank you everyone!"

After that, she turned around and smiled at Tong Jianping: "Dad, you said that blue is better than blue. You said I am more talented than you. So you will believe that I can do it, right? Dad, wait. Keep me, I will avenge you!"

"Director Zheng, please convene a meeting of other task force members. I beg you to be the person in charge of the task force."

"Niece, I can understand your feelings, but the person in charge of the task force, I am afraid I can't let you be. You are in a sad mood now, and judgments will inevitably appear biased. The lives of other police officers are also very important. The situation will be handed over to you. Can you understand my worry?"

If she is not held responsible, she is even more dangerous. He Wenbo died anxiously, and looked at his young master again. His face was calm and he couldn't see any emotions.

"Tongtong, what Director Zheng said is not unreasonable. I will keep you safe!" Song Chengsi softly persuaded her.

"Okay, just do as Director Zheng arranged." Tong Wenya also stopped fighting.

Director Zheng summoned everyone to the police office for a meeting and specially arranged a weak and incompetent person to be the person in charge.

Just after making the arrangements, his mobile phone jingled, and a text message came in. The content was very brief: Let Tong Wenya be the person in charge—Chun Yuchen.

He held his phone for a while before he said again: "I thought for a moment, the criminals are too cunning. If no one is in charge of commanding, I am afraid it will be difficult to solve this case. Tong Wenya, I officially order you to be a task force. The first person in charge, within three days, must solve the case!"

"Yes! Director!"

Tong Wenya asked Director Zheng to leave and listen to the original case participants to report the situation.

"The boss of the other party is called Wu Mao, who has been in the drug trade for ten years. It's just that this man is very cunning, and the police have never obtained useful evidence. The person in our office who is most familiar with his situation is Lao Wang. He has had several experiences with him. Contact. Originally, Pharaoh was in charge of the case. I don’t know why it was temporarily changed to Director Tong."

"What are you talking about? My dad replaced it temporarily?" Tong Wenya was surprised, is it strange that his father died?