Li Feng was an ordinary young man working as an auxiliary police officer in Shuizhai Town, Wuhua County, Meizhou, Guangdong. At twenty-eight, he was neither tall nor handsome, and his family was of modest means. His parents ran a small home-brewing business. His life followed a predictable routine: work, go home, and spend his days off scrolling through Douyin. Day after day, nothing ever changed.
On an utterly ordinary day off, the lazy morning sunlight streamed into his family's rural home. Li Feng was absorbed in short videos on his phone when, close to noon, unusual activity broke out on the village road outside. Military vehicles arrived, soldiers in camouflage set up a security cordon, and several imposing figures in white shirts appeared, escorted by the town police chief. At first, Li Feng thought it was an inspection by higher-ups. He curiously peered out the window, only to be stunned when he realized that this group, enough to alarm the entire town, was heading straight for his house!
He was dumbfounded, his mind completely blank. “Me? You've got to be kidding!”
Before he could process this absurd reality, his front door was pushed open, politely but firmly. The middle-aged man at the front, wearing a white shirt and carrying himself with calm authority, had a piercing gaze. Yet his voice held a barely perceptible note of deference. “Excuse me, are you Comrade Li Feng?”
“Y-yes, that's me,” Li Feng replied instinctively, his heart pounding like a drum.
The middle-aged man gave a slight nod, his expression utterly solemn. “Comrade Li Feng, we're here representing the state. A major crisis threatening the survival of China's national destiny is unfolding, and we urgently need your help!”
Li Feng was completely floored. “What? You came here for me?!”
Never in his wildest dreams could he have imagined that he, a low-level errand runner at a local police station, would
