What is justice?
From the moment I put on the police badge, I have asked myself countless times - what is the "justice" worth my life to defend?
Is it to peel off the cocoons and find out the real culprit behind the scenes? Is it a thorough analysis of the motive of the crime? Or is it to prevent subtle changes and control complex human nature? Or do you put yourself in the victim's shoes and carry the demands of the victim on your shoulders as you move forward?
None.
The "justice" I want to keep is a beam of light.
Even if the world falls into darkness and the people in it are unable to resist the general trend and can only huddle in a corner to keep each other warm, when they need me, I am willing to be the first one to hold up the torch and ignite hope for them.
I do.
CP: Ye Xuan
[This story is pure nonsense, everything is fictitious, if there are any similarities... There cannot be any similarities]