As a local policeman, is it appropriate for you to take over the job of a criminal policeman?

Not long after we rode out, the rain started to get heavier and heavier, and gradually turned into a heavy rain.

"Damn it." Daming had to stop and put on his raincoat. The rain was so heavy that his speed naturally slowed down. He estimated that he would be 20 minutes late to get home.

Thinking of his wife who was still waiting for him at home, Daming swallowed and rushed into the rain again.

Rain and wind are always a pair of twin brothers. The strong wind wrapped with bean-sized raindrops hit Daming's mask with crackling sounds, which was painful. The most important thing was that it affected his vision. This damn evil God, does he have to be so cruel?

The rain was so heavy that water started to accumulate on the road, already above the ankles. The electric vehicle in front had to slow down, making the already crowded road even more difficult to navigate.

In front, there was a person who was not very good at riding a bike. He kept standing in the middle, making it impossible for Daming to pass left or right.

Drop drop drop-

Daming honked the horn, and the electric scooter passed the electric bike in front.

"Why are you pressing the buttons randomly? You're just riding." The electric scooter that was overtaken complained. The voice was so clear even in the wind and rain, it was an old lady's voice.

Daming has always been seen as a gentle man. Whether at home or at work, he is always smiling and is a well-known good guy.

Every time he rode his bike on the road, even if he was scratched or hit a few times by someone, most of the time he would endure it silently and was unwilling to quarrel.

The number of times he lost his temper in his life was really few and far between.

But today, somehow, he felt a fire in his heart, an unknown fire.

What a damn evil God, it’s raining so heavily and the sky is so dark, the boss is so cruel, and his wife treats him like that too, which makes his heart become dark.

The sound of the rain can cover up all sins.

He turned his head to look at the old woman he had passed. She was thin and small, and compared to him, who was almost 1.8 meters tall, she was as thin as a chick.

A primitive mentality of bullying the weak slowly sprouted deep in his heart.

How dare such a small person call me that? Damn, what gives him the right?

I’m so strong and I don’t even dare to shout, how dare you?

Then I will curse too!

Anyway, in this horrible weather, you can’t see clearly or hear clearly, so no one will know if you curse.

An evil thought slowly grew in Daming's heart.

He turned around and yelled at the old woman behind him, "Why are you yelling?"

The roar was still so scary in the wind and rain, and the old woman was so scared that she dared not speak.

Daming twisted his right hand suddenly, and the electric scooter waded across the small pond and rushed forward, splashing a large amount of water, moving forward courageously.

This feeling is so good. It is the first time that Daming feels that doing bad things can be so enjoyable.

In the dark night, in the rainstorm, accompanied by the sound of wind and rain.

He looked back and saw that the old woman had completely disappeared in the rain.

No one around saw him swearing.

It feels so good. It’s so exciting to make a mistake without being discovered.

Daming's mind began to become active. If there was a chance, he wouldn't mind trying again. Once the devil's flower was planted, it would be difficult to uproot it.

......

By the time he finally got home, he was already soaked.

"Wife, I'm back." Daming opened the room and walked into the house. The house was so warm.

"I'm back, so I'm back. Why are you yelling?" An impatient voice came from the room, which suddenly calmed Daming's joyful mood.

This is home, not the storm outside where you can do whatever you want.

"I'm going to take a shower first." Daming opened the bedroom door. His wife Xiaoxia was already lying in bed watching videos and was unwilling to pay any attention to him.

Daming hurriedly took a hot bath. The hot water flowed from his head through his whole body, warming his body and gradually driving away the dark thoughts in his heart.

After taking a shower, he climbed onto the bed and wanted to be intimate with his wife. As soon as he put his hand on her, Xiaoxia pushed him away and said, "What are you doing? You smell all over. Stay away from me."

Xiaoxia turned around and left Daming with her back.

Daming's hand stopped in mid-air, and he said awkwardly, "Wife, I work in this industry, it's normal for me to have body odor, I just washed it several times, if you don't believe me, you can smell it.

"Go away, go to bed, and then get up early to go to work. You might as well make more money instead of having this idea." Xiaoxia said sarcastically, turned off the lights, and continued to browse her phone.

Daming stretched out his hand for a long time, but finally retracted it.

He loves his wife, but he is more afraid of her.

Xiaoxia is very beautiful, and he doesn’t know in which life he was so lucky to marry her.

He was very happy when he got married and thought he would live a happy life from then on.

But who would have known that after marriage, Xiaoxia was not very nice to him, and was even a little cold to him.

Daming can accept all of these. Maybe he feels that he earns too little, so he often works overtime, hoping to earn more money for his wife.

But recently Xiaoxia doesn't want to pay attention to him anymore, and even dislikes him a little.

Daming lay quietly on the bed, with his wife beside him, excitedly browsing her phone. It seemed that this family would be the same with or without him.

The next day at 6 o'clock, Daming got up early and went to work.

Xiaoxia was still sleeping comfortably in bed. She didn't have to go to work because Daming was supporting her.

Daming was in a bad mood the whole day. He was a little irritable and always wanted to quarrel. He just wanted to find someone and something to scold them.

Of course, it’s best if others can’t talk back.

He suddenly began to look forward to the arrival of night.

Daming worked overtime until 8 o'clock tonight. He was not in a hurry to leave. He waited until everyone had left before he slowly got on his bike and started his way home.

It didn't rain tonight, and Daming was a little disappointed. If it didn't rain, he wouldn't be able to wear a raincoat and cover his body.

Moreover, only in an environment like a rainy night would I avoid being discovered.

Electric bikes passed him one after another and beeped twice. Daming felt a little annoyed and wanted to vent.

In front of him, there was a middle-aged woman dressed seductively walking on the side of the road. Her clothes were a bit revealing and she was twisting her body as she walked. Daming's heart gradually warmed up.

He swallowed hard and suddenly had an evil idea.

He looked around. There were not many people on the road. There was only a pale yellow street lamp, emitting a faint yellow light. Although it was weak, he could still see the pedestrians clearly.

He didn't dare to take action because if he did, others would see him.

He was wondering whether he should give up.

Just then, the street light flickered and then went out.