The first time Lu Zheng pulled the trigger was against Shen Jinghan's eyebrows.
On a rainy night, the man was sitting in a booth at a restaurant, his trousers stained with the mud from the pier, spinning an old polished coin on his fingertips - the word "" engraved on the edge was carved by the young Shen Jinghan with a utility knife on a snowy night ten years ago. At that time, he was beaten in the alley, his eyes were bloody, but he stuffed coins into Lu Zheng's palm: "When I have money, I will take you and your sister away."
Later, Lu Zheng became a policeman and personally sent Shen Jinghan, who stole money to treat his sister, to a juvenile detention center. Later, my sister fell from the rooftop, and there was only a blurry black shadow on the surveillance camera.
"Want to know who pushed her?" Shen Jing smiled coldly, the rim of the red wine glass was stained with his lip marks, "Play a game with me. If you win, I will tell you the truth; if you lose..." He leaned closer and his breath swept over Lu Zheng's police badge. "You have to admit that sending me in was the worst mistake of your life."
When Lu Zheng put his gun against his throat, he realized that his hands were shaking. It turns out that some hatred is engraved in the bones, and love has become a poison-quenching blade - either we will die together, or we will be burned to ashes by this fire.
Purpose: We must abide by laws and regulations wherever we go.