If you want to be a good person, find Huadi

"You should ask Li Wenbin about this question. What plans can I make in my current situation?" Huang Zhicheng said helplessly, as if he had completely lost confidence in his current situation.

After hearing this, Huadi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile. He didn't seem surprised by Huang Zhicheng's answer, but rather seemed somewhat relieved. Then, Huadi said with a smile, "Did you guess what my boss was thinking?" Huadi had never joked with Huang Zhicheng before. Huang Zhicheng's serious face made it difficult to joke with him, but now Huadi, feeling relaxed, wanted to tease him.

Huadi's words made people curious about what his boss was thinking. However, Huang Zhicheng remained aloof and responded calmly, "I won't speculate, and there's no need to. You have to take responsibility for your actions, just like Ni Kun. You'll have to pay for what you've done sooner or later."

Huang Zhicheng's tone was calm and firm, revealing an attitude of responsibility for his own actions. He seemed not to care about other people's opinions and simply faced his mistakes calmly.

Finally, Huang Zhicheng continued, "I'll follow your arrangements. Anything is fine with me. Going to jail is also good. Compared to my old partner, at least I'm still alive." His words revealed an indifference to life and death, as if going to jail was not a terrible thing for him.

"It's good to go to jail. You can reflect on yourself and redeem your dirty heart, right?" Hua Di continued with a playful smile on his face. "But, I heard that you, Commander Huang, have personally sent many people to Stanley Prison. The prisoners there are not easy to deal with, and the prison is not under our police control. Aren't you afraid of retaliation after you go in?"

Huang Zhicheng listened to Huadi's sarcasm, his anger rising. He glared at Huadi fiercely. How dare this brat mock him like that? If it weren't for this brat, how could his plan have completely failed? Killing Ni Kun was obviously the best option. Even if Ni Kun was arrested and imprisoned, that guy would never receive the punishment he deserved. And now, he was a prisoner, all thanks to this brat!

The more he thought about it, the angrier Huang Zhicheng became. He simply ignored Huadi and turned around, walked to the small bed by the wall, and lay down heavily on it with a "bang", as if this could vent all his dissatisfaction with Huadi.

Huadi keenly sensed the discontent on Huang Zhicheng's face, but he didn't let it stop him from smiling. Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a half-smile, "Hey, Commander Huang, do you have any objections?"

However, just as Huang Zhicheng was about to retort, Hua Di suddenly raised his voice, becoming extremely stern, like a thunderclap exploding in the cell: "You still think you did nothing wrong? Don't you think it's ridiculous for a police officer to collude with the underworld and assassinate the leader of another underworld gang? Are you worthy of the sacred profession of police by doing this?"

Huadi's questions were like a barrage of questions, not giving Huang Zhicheng a chance to breathe. "Look at you now, you're a complete scum! A police officer should be a messenger of social justice, but you're colluding with the underworld. Who do you think you are?"

At the end of his speech, Hua Di's tone became more and more agitated. He stared at Huang Zhicheng with his eyes wide open and said sternly, "Look into my eyes and tell me, do you really think you are not wrong?"

However, in the face of Huadi's aggressiveness, Huang Zhicheng just lay on the bed like a body without a soul, ignoring Huadi outside the fence.

Huadi stared at Huang Zhicheng lying there expressionlessly, without a single wave of emotion in his heart. He knew Huang Zhicheng's character very well and knew that arguing with such a stubborn person was a waste of time and energy.

Huadi then stated his purpose for coming straight to the point: "Commander Li has decided to send you to South Africa. You should be well aware of that plan. I hope that once you're abroad, you'll mend your ways and curb your violent temper. After all, those blacks won't tolerate you as much as we do."

Hua Di paused for a moment, then continued, "Okay, I've said everything I need to say. Someone will be here in a couple of days to help you with this drama, so you better be careful and don't mess things up. Also, let me remind you one last time: you really should be grateful to Officer Li. If it weren't for his mediation, you would have been brought to court long ago. Based on the crimes you committed before, you will have to spend at least five years in prison. Now that I have said that, you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, Huadi turned around and left without looking back, leaving Huang Zhicheng standing there alone, as if he had thousands of words in his heart but no way to express them.

Huang Zhicheng knew full well that he had made a mistake this time, but his stubborn character wouldn't let him admit it easily. He stubbornly believed that no one in the world could truly understand him, not even his close friend Lu Qichang, who was like a brother to him, could understand his true inner thoughts.

At this moment, lying on the cold, hard bed in the detention room, Huang Zhicheng's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the time he spent with Marry. Those little moments from the past flashed through his mind like a movie.

Two days later, Huang Zhicheng was finally released from the detention cell. Although he remained an inspector in the police force, his crimes had not been made public. His release today did not mean that everything was over, but rather that a carefully planned drama was about to begin.

The protagonist of this play is Huang Zhiben himself. He needs to go home, pack his bags, and then cooperate with others to stage his own accidental death. Only in this way will those he offended during his time as a police officer believe that he has left this world forever and stop seeking revenge against him. In this way, he can start a new life in faraway South Africa.

Huang Zhicheng quickly packed some necessary items at home. These items would be delivered to a designated location, and he would take them with him on his journey to South Africa. Since the items were not large, Huang Zhicheng finished the packing work quickly, and then he sat down on the sofa to relax for a moment.

However, when his body just touched the softness of the sofa, the figure of Marry emerged involuntarily in his mind. Once this idea came into being, it was like a flood that broke through the dam, surging in his mind, making him unable to suppress his thoughts of Marry.

Huang Zhicheng checked the time and found that there was still some time before departure, which made his impulse even stronger. He knew that if he left, he might never have the chance to see Marry again. This thought was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard and making him feel a sharp pain.

Although he knew very well in his heart that it was not a wise choice to go see Marry now, his reason had been completely overwhelmed by his emotions. He could not control his thoughts about Marry, as if it was an irresistible force that bound him tightly.

In the end, Huang Zhicheng couldn't stand this torture anymore. He picked up his phone tremblingly and called Sister Marry.

The busy tone on the other end of the line kept coming. Huang Zhicheng held the phone, his brows furrowed tightly. He could sense Sister Marry's panic at the moment, from her somewhat rapid breathing and the sound of her rummaging through things.

Huang Zhicheng took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice calm: "Marry, I want to see you. I have something important to tell you."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then Sister Marry's voice came, with a hint of hesitation: "Um...Okay, I'm at..." She gave an address, "We'll meet there in an hour."

Before Huang Zhicheng could say anything, the call was hung up. He sat on the sofa, feeling increasingly troubled.

The agreed location was so remote that Huang Zhicheng estimated it would take at least an hour to drive there. From there, it would take another two hours to get to the scene of the accidental death. But he only had three hours left!

If he went to see Marry, plus the time they were meeting, he would definitely not be able to catch the scene of his accidental death. But if he didn't go, he felt a little unwilling. If he missed this time, it would be very difficult for him to see Marry again.

Huang Zhicheng paced back and forth, the internal conflict between his conscience and his desires making him extremely irritated.