
Iron Horse's Original Intention
About This Novel
Introduction to "Iron Horse War Hymn" Six years ago, Zhang Fan, a graduate of the police academy, wore the police title of one bar and one star for the first time and became a new police officer of the Jianghai City Traffic Police Detachment Mounted Police Squadron. Master Liu Kun told him: "The police did it." He followed Liu Kun to learn how to ride a bicycle, learn law enforcement, and learn how to be a good person. An unexpected tragedy changed everything - the criminal A Qiang drove into the crowd, and Liu Kun intercepted the car and died heroically. Zhang Fan was transferred to the accident department and learned trace detection from veteran policeman Wang Jianjun. He also learned that " traces don't lie" from Wei Fang, a car repair shop master. Over the past six years, he fought side by side with his comrades Xu Yong and Qi Yun, and collaborated with multiple police departments to extract clues from vague clues, and finally locked in the criminal leader "Big Banker" disguised as a successful entrepreneur. His girlfriend Ruoyun left because of guilt, but returned after the case was concluded. The master died, but the apprentice became someone else's master. Wang Jianjun retired, but the exploration box was left to Zhang Fan. The words "Traces Don't Lie" written by Liu Kun on the wall of Wei Fang's car repair shop are still hanging there. This is not the story of a hero, but the daily life of a group of ordinary police officers who stand as the city's defense line during their duty, investigation, and pursuit day after day. In six years, there was passion, loss, sacrifice, and inheritance. Traces don't lie, and neither do the police.
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Official(2)Scraped 16d ago
The most beautiful thing about people is youth, and every profession is worth remembering!
Traces do not lie, and original intentions will never be forgotten.
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Community(0)
Official(2)Scraped 16d ago
The most beautiful thing about people is youth, and every profession is worth remembering!
Traces do not lie, and original intentions will never be forgotten.






