The city lights start to glow, and the night is in full swing.

Xiao Feng and his group of five meander aimlessly around the city center of Jiangcheng.

Entertainment clubs usually get lively after midnight. Going there now would either be a waste of time or alert the targets.

"Old Zhao, your sense of fashion is really something else." Xiao Feng said, looking at Zhao Xingfeng, who was wearing a leather jacket on top, cargo pants below, and leather shoes, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Zhao Xingfeng's face turned red, and he stammered for a while without saying a word.

As a veteran police officer with many years on the force, Zhao Xingfeng rarely wore plain clothes. Most of the time, he wore his uniform. When he went out this time, he found that his civilian clothes in the dorm were still from years ago and had to make do with them.

The group found a small restaurant, ordered some drinks and food, and started chatting.

After a few rounds of drinks, everyone began to joke around. Xiao Feng patted Zhao Xingfeng on the shoulder with a smile, "Old Zhao, aren't you feeling lonely without a wife at your age when the night is so quiet?"

The other three perked up and laughed, "Brother Zhao has a special affection for the 'Five Fingers Lady.' Ordinary women don't even catch his eye."

"I think something's off. Brother Zhao might not even like women, right?"

"I agree with that. Brother Zhao doesn't usually talk much with the female colleagues in the bureau and hangs around with the guys all the time. That's obviously not normal."

The group burst into laughter, and Zhao Xingfeng, after holding it in for a while, angrily said, "What do you know! At least I was married once. Have you guys ever been married? You have the nerve to make fun of me?"

At those words, Xiao Feng and the others at the table were stunned. Apparently, none of them had heard about Zhao Xingfeng being married.

Zhao Xingfeng poured himself a glass of liquor, and in one gulp, his face turned rosy, with a bit of a drunken look in his eyes.

"Do you know why I came to Jiangcheng two years ago?" Zhao Xingfeng asked, clenching his fists.

The three officers exchanged glances and all shook their heads honestly.

Xiao Feng found this quite curious as well. Song Keren had once told him about Zhao Xingfeng's situation.

According to Song Keren, Zhao Xingfeng had countless honors to his name, and the higher-ups intended to give him a director's position. But Zhao Xingfeng gave up on that and voluntarily applied to transfer to a small place like Jiangcheng.

As a police chief, working diligently at the grassroots level.

"It was the summer two years ago. Back then, I was in charge of anti-narcotics work at the border. The sky was cloudless that day. I remember clearly, it was my last mission…" Zhao Xingfeng said softly, "If the mission had ended then, I could have retired directly and lived happily with my wife and daughter."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng frowned, realizing that something must have happened.

Sure enough, they heard Zhao Xingfeng continue, "After the mission ended that day, I was happy to come home. I bought two roast ducks on the way back and even got a butterfly hair clip for my daughter, her favorite blue."

Xiao Feng and the others listened silently, noticing that Zhao Xingfeng was lowering his head even more, hiding his expression as if he were concealing something.

"But!" Zhao Xingfeng gritted his teeth and continued, "When I got home, I found my wife and daughter lying in pools of blood… My daughter was only six years old! I had promised her that when she started first grade, I would buy her a new school bag and new clothes…"

As he finished talking, the grief and anger in his words made everyone's hearts sink, feeling as if a heavy stone had been placed on it, making it difficult to breathe.

"I went crazy back then, vowing that if I found the murderer who killed my wife and daughter, I would do anything to tear him to pieces!" Zhao Xingfeng said, "But I used every connection and begged everyone I could, yet found no clues about the murderer."

"Later, a comrade of mine from the same batch, feeling sorry for me, told me to go to Jiangcheng, saying I might find some clues there."

"I asked him at that time, why would he say that? Did he know something?"

One of the three officers, seemingly unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere, asked, "So, did you finally find anything out?"

Zhao Xingfeng nearly slumped over the table, shaking his head, "I tried everything, even begged on my knees, but that comrade of mine refused to give me any more information."

"Is this what you call a comrade?!" someone next to Xiao Feng said angrily, "Watching your comrade's family break apart, holding clues but refusing to say anything, what a jerk!"

"I thought the same way at the time," Zhao Xingfeng said with a bitter smile, "But now I don't think so anymore. Maybe he had his own concerns. We all have families; it's already a great help that he told me these things."

As he spoke, Zhao Xingfeng raised his head, his eyes were red, the traces of tears still visible, and there was an indescribable bitterness in his look.

"Old Zhao, you are a hero!" Xiao Feng finally spoke slowly after a long silence, and the three officers nodded in agreement.

Xiao Feng's words were heartfelt, and it was clear that Zhao Xingfeng was worthy of such a title!

The anti-narcotics police are always the most dangerous and demanding jobs.

Sacrificing their own families for the safety of countless others, living on the edge of life and death.

Even during the New Year, they can't spend it with their families, and even with the greatest achievements, they can't receive public recognition for fear of retaliation.

Such unsung heroes deserve the utmost respect from everyone!

At this moment, Xiao Feng thought that if he had the chance, he would definitely help Zhao Xingfeng find the murderer.

Just then, the clock on the wall chimed.

Xiao Feng looked up and realized it was already midnight.

He picked up his glass and downed his drink, "Let's go."

After settling the bill, the five of them headed straight for an entertainment club called "Imperial Capital."

According to the information provided by Fang Ji Qiang, this was the biggest club run by Shen Tianze in Jiangcheng, with daily turnover reaching into the millions or even tens of millions, offering all sorts of services, including foreign hostesses.

It was said that if you had the money, you could enjoy everything available in Jiangcheng here.

"What's the maximum reimbursement for an official outing?" Xiao Feng asked thoughtfully.

Zhao Xingfeng's eyelids twitched, "You're not planning to spend here and then apply for reimbursement, are you?"

"Since we're here, if possible, why not make the most of it?" Xiao Feng blinked and returned a suggestive smile.

However, neither Zhao Xingfeng nor the other three officers seemed too pleased about it.

"Don't even think about it, the maximum you can get reimbursed for here is for a glass of wine," Zhao Xingfeng said with a face full of frustration, finding it increasingly difficult to understand this young man.

He never falters on the significant issues, but when it comes to these minor ones, he's surprisingly inadequate.

"That's really a shame," Xiao Feng shook his head with a look of regret, before starting to observe the surroundings.

With a glance, Xiao Feng couldn't help but frown, feeling like there's not enough manpower here.

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