I, the only superpower on earth

On the way home, the little girl sat on the back seat of the bicycle, hugged Huang Yuanguang's waist tightly, and told him the story that happened in school today in a "puchi puchi".

"Father, Chen Haoyu was punished by the teacher to stand today."

"Why?"

"Because of stealing girls' erasers!"

"You should be punished! How can you rob a girl!"

"But... At that time, I saw that the eraser was very beautiful, and I wanted to have one too, so Chen Haoyu went to grab it."

"Ah... this, tsk, it's still not right—he wants to give you an eraser, you should buy it yourself, how can you snatch it? This shows that this kid is stupid and wants to be a white wolf, Yiyi, from now on. Stay away, kid."

"Hmm! I don't usually talk to other boys!"

"Then why are you talking to this kid named Chen Haoyu?"

"Because she's a girl~"

Conversations like this were going on between the two on the bicycle, and the evening light shone on them, lingering with just the right amount of softness.

When they got home, a woman in an apron stood at the door, looking at the two with a smile.

The little girl couldn't wait to jump off the back seat of the bicycle and threw herself into the arms of the woman.

"Mother!"

The same woman who squatted down like Huang Yuanguang hugged the little girl who came running, lovingly rubbed her hair, looked at her collar, cuffs and the hem of her clothes, and nodded with satisfaction.

"The clothes are kept very clean today, and I will continue to keep them tomorrow."

"Then I want a little red flower reward!"

The woman stood up and took her hand.

"Okay, okay, little red flower, I'll give it to you later."

As he spoke, he turned his head, looked at Huang Yuanguang, and smiled sweetly.

"Honey, you're back - there's something you like to eat tonight."

Huang Yuanguang nodded, walked over, and hugged the woman's waist deeply.

"Well, I'm back."

...

The dining table in the living room is filled with the aroma of food, all of which are home-cooked dishes, but they clearly show the craftsmanship of women.

The braised lion head is fragrant and not greasy; the seaweed and egg drop soup is delicious; the green pepper and potato shreds are crispy and refreshing; the tomato beef is cooked just right.

The little girl soon began to feast on the food, making a "snoring" sound like a gluttonous pig. Huang Yuanguang deliberately competed with her for the beef, but the girl who was only six years old couldn't compete with him at all, and quickly pursed her lips, but as Huang Yuanguang laughed, she handed the beef she had snatched to the girl's bowl After a few hours, the little girl regained her smile and began to eat happily.

The woman watched the interaction between father and daughter with a smile on her face, a happy smile on her face.

The little girl was eating happily, talking inarticulately about interesting things in school recently.

"I was hungry in the kindergarten today, and I was praised privately."

"That's amazing, Yiyi, what's the reason?"

Huang Yuanguang cheered at the right time, and the woman reminded the little girl:

"Eat slowly and swallow what's in your mouth first."

"Hey hey..."

After swallowing the food, the girl happily continued:

"The teacher asked us to write a composition today. I wrote more than 70 characters! However, Wang Pengyu wrote more words than me, but the words he used were too complicated. I guess he didn't write it by himself, huh... "

Seeing that the topic was about to change again, Huang Yuanguang jokingly said:

"What did you write?"

"It says 'my dad'!"

The little girl smiled happily.

The woman strokes her head:

"What did you write about your father?"

"What I wrote was—'My father is a jingcha', because I couldn't remember how the police wrote it, so I only used pinyin, but the teacher still thinks my writing is very good." He is a very righteous and good person .Dad is always catching the bad guys. Although before I was born, Dad was revenged by the bad guys, but he is not discouraged, and he is still a good Jingcha. I teach for my dad!'”

The little girl raised her head high and read her composition proudly, wanting to receive the applause and approval she imagined.

However, to her surprise, the first time after reading this composition, neither the woman nor Huang Yuanguang spoke for a while, and the two fell into a strange silence at the same time, as if they were frozen.

The little girl looked left and right in a panic, Huang Yuanguang finally came to his senses and forced out a smile. Touch the little girl's head:

"It's really well written, Yiyi, maybe you can become a writer in the future."

"Yiyi is awesome, Mom and Dad applaud you."

The woman and Huang Yuanguang reluctantly clapped their hands for the little girl, and finally lifted the atmosphere a bit, making the little girl smile again.

But both the woman and Huang Yuanguang looked at each other at this moment and exchanged a complicated look.

...

After eating, when it was time to clean up the dishes, the little girl climbed on the table in the living room to do her homework, while Huang Yuanguang and the woman came to the kitchen to clean up the pots and pans.

There is a clear division of labor between two people. One person washes large items and the other washes small items. Two sinks are enough. The two hands wiped the grease side by side, but they were silent to each other.

Suddenly, without turning his head, Huang Yuanguang asked the woman:

"...It was you who told Yiyi: I was revenged by the bad guys?"

"Um."

The woman snorted through her nose.

"Why do you say that? If she always remembers it, and when she grows up, she thinks about it and asks... what will she do?"

In order to avoid being discovered by the little girl doing homework in the living room, Huang Yuanguang lowered his voice as much as possible and asked short and urgently.

"—what can we do?"

The woman who had been burying her head in scrubbing the already shiny dishes raised her head and looked at Huang Yuanguang's eyes that were about to seep tears.

"Since that incident ten years ago, you have become depressed. During that time, you would sit by the window in a daze for several hours every night with your clothes on. Although by now, you seem to have forgotten that Even if I don’t tell you, Yiyi will definitely know about it in the future. And is what I said deviated from the truth? Isn’t it right to tell Yiyi like this? Even if everyone else thinks—— "

"--enough!"

It was rare for Huang Yuanguang to get angry, but even so, he still missed the little girl in the living room and lowered his voice.

"...you~"

He shook his head, wanting to accuse something, but found that he couldn't say a word.

The woman turned her back and said dryly:

"After a while, I'm going to go out and look for a job."

"...are you crazy?"

Hearing this sentence, Huang Yuanguang forgot what he wanted to say just now, leaving only inconceivable. He stared at the woman's back.

"People in their forties still go to the job market, what kind of pig nose are you with green onions?"

"Yiyi will be going to primary school soon—I want to buy a house in the best school district, and I can't let her fall behind from the starting line."

"How much salary you can earn in a month is not a drop in the bucket."

"At least it can subsidize the family..."

The woman's hand was holding the plate, and her hands were red and chapped in some places.

Huang Yuanguang looked at her hands, was silent for a while, and suddenly hugged the woman's shoulders tightly from behind.

"I'll figure it out."

The woman turned her head and looked at Huang Yuanguang in a daze. The latter's face was extremely serene.

"It's okay, money is not a problem, I'll find a way... I'll go to the study to be quiet later, if you do housework, don't come in and disturb me."

Hearing the word "study", the woman's body trembled, as if she understood something.

She turned around and also wrapped her arms around Huang Yuanguang's waist.

However, he never said a word.

...

In the study, Huang Yuanguang sat quietly in front of the computer, smoking a cigarette.

Amidst the smog, a red book of "Criminal Procedure Law" was placed beside the computer desk, the cover was almost whitened.

Gazing at the book, Huang Yuanguang recalled memories from the past.

That was the case ten years ago.

It was the murder case he told Lin Heng about today.

In fact, as he said, the case was finally successfully settled, the murderer was caught, the deceased was relieved, he completed another case, upheld social justice, and everyone was happy.

However, when he told the story, he deliberately omitted one thing——

That is, when the suspect was captured, even though the evidence was convincing, he still tried various ways to deny it and refused to sign his confession.

So at that time, Huang Yuanguang, the head of the criminal investigation team of the provincial department, used some "methods" in order to pry his mouth open. In that era, such "methods" were not uncommon, and they were indeed useful. Under the circumstances, the man finally confessed and the case was solved.

However, after the court hearing, the murderer died suddenly on the car transported to the prison, and died—according to the hospital diagnosis, the fatal injuries were all caused recently, that is, those "means" planted in the man's body internal injury.

Originally, only this incident was okay, but another thing was found out, which is what Huang Yuanguang said to Lin Heng today-the murderer did not appear in the surveillance video at the scene of the case at that time. Considering that he has no possibility of committing the crime.

So the family members of the deceased immediately voted the relevant information to the media, which immediately aroused furious public opinion, and some lawyers who kept talking about "procedural justice" also joined in, colluded with the family members, and overturned this case with only such a doubtful point The case was closed, and a large sum of state compensation was required.

And he was punished, he was sadly transferred from the front line of criminal investigation, he had a bright future, and he even hoped to compete for the position of captain of the criminal investigation team within a few years, but later he was transferred in various unpopular departments of the provincial department After many years, until the end, he was placed in a marginalized department like the "Behavior Analysis Section".

In fact, relatively speaking, this is already a relatively good ending. If Huang Yuanguang hadn't been appreciated by the top officials of the provincial government because of his past achievements at that time, he might have been sent to jail.

But such a result did not satisfy Huang Yuanguang.

——Why, you have to be treated like this when you clearly catch the criminals and promote the righteousness of the society!

As an old criminal policeman who joined the Criminal Investigation Brigade in his early twenties and has been up and down for ten years, he can guarantee with his life that the young man back then was indeed the murderer. This doesn't even need any evidence, it can be confirmed purely by the intuition of the old detective.

——So, is it because of the "little trick" he used?

But how many colleagues would not use this "method" back then?

What's more, the murderer, can he continue to escape the law with arrogance? Seeing that the murderer clearly killed a person, but still only wanted to get rid of the crime and uttered nonsense to justify himself, which criminal policeman would not be angry!

——I devoted myself to my work and cracking down on crimes, so much so that I have not left any descendants after I was in my thirties. Is this the end result? !

The smoke in front of his eyes was like Huang Yuanguang's disturbed mood. He took a deep breath and stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray next to him.

Ma'am.

In the past ten years, his heart has gradually become colder.

From a criminal investigation captain with a heart of justice to a smooth old section chief, Huang Yuanguang recalled the justice and passion of the past, and felt endless strangeness.

"The policeman...is just a job. The salary is just over ten thousand, and the provident fund is less than four thousand."

Now he just wants to create a better life for his wife and daughter.

For example, buying a house in the best school district, so that my daughter can go to the best elementary school in the city; for example, dispelling the idea of ​​my wife going out to work, so that she can live at home with peace of mind; Troubled by this...

Huang Yuanguang turned on the computer.

Perform virtual network bridging, connect to an out-of-domain website, and open a dedicated communication chat. The server of this software is abroad - it is secret, safe, and all traces can be deleted at any time.

The moment I opened the chat, I saw the latest news from my "friend":

"Any recent information?"