Three Years Undercover

Some people say that being a police officer is a technical job. But being an undercover police officer, that's a fucking art - tearing yourself apart and piecing yourself together into another person, and making sure the pieces don't pierce your heart. Lin Feng (smoking a cigarette, with a face of vicissitudes of life): "I studied criminal investigation for ten years and fighting for three years. Only after I got into a gangster's den did I realize that the most useful skills are telling dirty jokes and being able to blow three bottles of white wine in one breath without vomiting. Where do you think you can explain this?" Lin Feng (collapsed): "So I haven't been undercover for the past three years, but I've been lonely?" Chen Gang (calm): "To be precise, you are lying in bed. In this game of chess, you are the discarded piece and the killer move. Oh, by the way, there is a chronic poison in the tea you just drank. If you don't understand it within three months, you have to go down and accompany the old horse." From that day on, Lin Feng's world completely collapsed. He has to continue to act, acting for the group's number two person "Glasses", acting for the group's number three thug "Mad Dog", acting for everyone who wants to kill him. He "killed" the most respected Lao Zhou with his own hands, using blank bullets and plasma; he saved Scar's daughter Xiaobao, who called him "Uncle Lin", reminding him of the daughter he had not seen for three years; he held the gun and pointed it at his former colleagues, and the hand that pulled the trigger shook like Parkinson's. Scar (face covered in blood, laughing): "Brother, don't be a policeman in your next life, it's too tiring." Lin Feng (red eyes): "Don't be a fucking drug dealer in your next life. I'm tired of catching you." There was a brother who blocked bullets for him, a little girl who blocked bullets for him, and a female undercover agent who pretended to be real with him. In the end, she watched him heartbroken but could do nothing. He watched Chen Gang being shot three times and handed him the account book he had kept as an undercover agent for ten years: "There is an account in it, which is the pension I left for the sacrificed undercover agent." He watched Scar die in his arms: "Don't let my daughter know that her father is a drug dealer." Lin Feng (holding Scar and roaring): "You are not a fucking drug dealer! You are my brother!" Scar (laughing, vomiting blood): "Idiot, how can a policeman and a drug dealer be brothers..." At the end of the story, Lin Feng achieved special merit but refused the medal. He was transferred from the anti-narcotics team and became a community policeman. He visited his former "brother" in prison every week. He adopted Scar's daughter and changed her name to Lin Nian. He taught her to read, sent her to college, and watched her fill out "law major" on the application form, saying that she wanted to atone for her father's sins. Lin Nian (as an adult): "Dad, have you ever hated this world?" Lin Feng (smoking a cigarette and looking into the distance): "I hated it. But then I realized that the world is not black and white, it is gray. I got lost in this gray, and finally found my home." Chen Gang is a hero and a sinner; Lin Feng is a policeman and a devil; Scar is a drug dealer and a righteous man. Everyone is struggling between good and evil, between duty and conscience. It tells you that some undercover agents are not criminals, but people's hearts; some heroes have no tombstones, only code names; some sacrifices are not even worthy of names. Lin Feng (the last sentence of the book): "If you ask me whether these three years are worth it, I can't say. I only know that my daughter can grow up in the sun, and her daughter can also grow up in the sun. That's enough." Purpose: tribute