In the Name of the People: Qi Tongwei's Confession

This story is about a man who died once. Qi Tongwei drank a bullet and committed suicide in Guyingling. When he opened his eyes, he found himself standing under the sycamore tree of Handong University. The sun is dazzling and leaves are falling all over the ground. He saw himself twenty years ago, wearing an old suit, his knees were shaking, and he was about to kneel down to Liang Lu. In the last life, he knelt. After kneeling down, he became the director of the Public Security Bureau, Gao Yuliang's student, and Zhao Ruilong's chess piece. Greedy, kill, die. In this life, he doesn't want to kneel again. But if you don't want to kneel, you have to stand. If you stand, you have to crawl. Climbing from the dirt road of Yantai Mountain to the battlefield of the anti-drug team, from under the gunpoint of drug dealers to Zhao Ruilong's chessboard. He crawled slowly, had been shot in his left leg and walked with a slight limp. But he kept crawling. This story is also about a mother. She stood at the door of the dormitory building, holding an umbrella in her hand. She held it even when it wasn't raining. She said: "If I don't wait for you, who will I wait for?" This story is still about a witness for ten years. She was locked in a cage, drank with others, slept with them, and helped them launder money. She didn't dare to run because she would die if she ran. But she finally stood up. Because someone told her - "You are not alone." This story is not perfect. Some places are rushed, some are rough, and some plots may make you think, "Why is this person so stupid?" I admit it. When writing, sometimes I am so sleepy that I can't open my eyes, and sometimes I am so anxious that I want to drop the keyboard. But the people in the story, they are not stupid. They were just in that position and had no choice. Try not to live on your knees, but try to live more freely. If you think something is poorly written, please tell me. I change. If you think any plot is unreasonable, please point it out. I fix it. If you just want to make a few comments, that's welcome too. Remember to bookmark it. I don't ask you for anything, I just ask you to move your finger and click "Add to Favorites". A collection, to me, is a bullet. If I save 700, I will be able to wear armor and continue to fight crime. Makes me more motivated. Full of energy. Concentrate on finishing this story. Qi Tongwei is waiting for his red umbrella. I'm waiting for your collection. Thanks. ——A rising writer Gratitude,. Peace and joy, lots of good luck, and full blessings. March **

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