Daqing Criminal Division

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2019

Beijing

In the numerous palaces now known as the Forbidden City, the plaque reads in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

A circle of tourists from all over the world is standing on the iron railing, and the guide lady wearing a red vest and holding a horn explains the estimated origin of this place. Previously, most of the walls of the palace were hung with emperors, concubines, and famous officials of all dynasties. portrait.

But on this wall where traces of time and history can still be seen after repairs, there is a painting.

No one is painted on the scroll, only a condor with pure white feathers mixed with a little black and gray, one of the condor's eyes is black, the other is gray, but it flies freely from the clouds, it can be called a divine wind Junlang, then, facing many visitors who were taking photos, the fixed recorded guide words came out from the loudspeaker standing in front of the palace——

"Hello, all tourists and friends who come to Beijing, the painting that appears in front of you is called "Hai Dong Qing Tu"."

"This painting was made by Duan Yuheng, a famous official in the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. It is also an authentic work that survived several wars in the late Qing Dynasty and was restored three times in modern times."

"Duan Yuheng was the most famous and mysterious official during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. Because he rarely left portraits and left many historical mysteries in his life, many historians have questioned whether this person's The name may just be fabricated by the predecessors, not a real historical figure."

"However, there is another saying that this person was unmarried all his life, and lived his entire life until he mysteriously retired from the court in his later years."

"When he was alive, Geng and another person founded a secret intelligence agency that was not even written in the history books, called the Qing Dynasty Criminal Crime Division."

"The eagle in this painting is a unique totem symbol of the Manchu people, named Haidongqing, and this is the only painting left by this lord in his life that has been well preserved."

"In the 47th year of Qianlong, this man who was famous all over the world and had been in the officialdom all his life completed his lifelong dedication to justice in the officialdom, achieved the highest position above the court, and finally achieved fame and fame. He quietly resigned from office, and that They returned to Yanzhou together."

"He realized his ideals and ambitions in his life, defended the justice in his heart, and became a real good official in the hearts of the people."

"The folks call him Duan Gong, and the officials also call him Boss Yuheng."

"Boss Yuheng solved countless strange cases in his life, and in his later years he even taught several great Confucian scholars and court officials who will be handed down to later generations."

"It is also after many years that his ancestral house in Yanzhou can finally return everything to the owner who also has signs of age on his temples."

"His face still looks so memorable, with the bearing, strength and ambition of his youth, probably because he lived a lot more freedom in the second half of his life than in the first half of his life. Everything finally favored him, and it is also In this year, he finally did what he wanted to do most in his life."

"For himself, and for a person to write down a last stroke, it is also about himself, about that person is extremely brilliant and brilliant."

*【"Fu Yu, named Bafang Erji, a Manchurian inlaid yellow banner."】

【"A foreign relative in the Qing Dynasty, and Duan Yuheng, Minister of Military Aircraft, followed each other and became mutual friends."】

【"Duan Yuheng, successively served as Minister of the Ministry of Rites, Minister of the Ministry of Households, Bachelor of Wenhua Palace, Prince Taifu and other positions."】

["The two lived in the imperial court, and Fu Yu's father Li Rongbao presented him as a first-class prince. In the fifth year of Qianlong, Fu Yu was idle and awarded Lan Ling's bodyguard. He was the general of Heilongjiang, the capital of the Han army with a red flag, the general of Jingzhou, the general of Jiangning, and the general of Hangzhou. , General Guangzhou."]

["In the 58th year of Qianlong, the two resigned from office together and went to the people. They stayed together for a lifetime, and the world never disappeared."]

【——"History of the Qing Dynasty · Fu Yu Biography · Duan Yuheng Biography"】

The electronic voice that was repeatedly recorded in the introduction gradually faded away.

Perhaps when the time of a hundred years is finally over, everything has become a past that only a few people remember, and the wheel of history finally comes to the story in 270. Nine years later, countless past events have finally dissipated with the passing of people. ——

2019

Beijing

In the metropolis where subways, traffic, and bicycles shuttle, the light of modern technology is turning into a halo of light across the clouds and shining on the streets and alleys under your feet.

In a single transparent office building located on the surface of the city center, get off an elevator in front of the notary office sign in the lobby on the first floor, and then the silver elevator door opens, and a tall, thin and straight man walks away holding a mobile phone out.

The people inside walked behind him, but the man in the suit stood out with a blurry face in the sun, but he seemed to stand out from the crowd, attracting the attention of the fellow travelers who recognized him and greeted him one after another.

"Hey, Prosecutor Duan, you came to work so early today, congratulations on getting out of the hospital!"

"Prosecutor Duan, are you going to drive to the court?"

"Prosecutor, it's so early. Is there a lawsuit this afternoon? After such a long time, has your body finally recovered?"

"Well, good morning, everyone."

The man who came over with simple greetings along the way and nodded sideways to the back was indeed very personable, and from the conversation, it can be seen that this is a senior prosecutor.

Next to his silver tie clip was a small white metal plate that identified him as a Public Prosecutor.

There are three very simple words on it.

—— Duan Ziowu.

After stepping down to the place where the car was picked up downstairs, Prosecutor Duan stood in the parking lot and looked at the watch on his wrist, wearing a beige windbreaker and a laptop.

He has short, neat and ascetic hair, dark eyes, stern thin lips, a pair of thin-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and extremely thin and slender hands. He is indeed a rare handsome man, and at this time, He took the time to answer the friend on the other end of the phone after leaving the gate of the unit.

"Understood, I will attend the meeting in the High Court at three o'clock in the afternoon."

"I told you that I have been discharged from the hospital. I have been lying down and dreaming about what happened in my previous life for a month. I have completely forgotten it. My mental state has completely recovered, and I will not dream What kind of stranger, is it possible that you still want me to film a TV series for you?"

"Well, I'm downstairs in the parking lot. I'm not sure if there will be traffic jams on the road at this time. I will try my best to be there on time. See you then."

But just as he was emphasizing this point in a cold tone, and turned his back to get the car, there happened to be a chaotic street fight and chase on the main road opposite the gate of the parking lot of the prosecutor's unit. conduct.

"--bump!"

In front of a row of traffic guards with red triangle warning signs that were roughly knocked down.

A burly man with a flat head and gold chain wearing a black tiger T-shirt and holding a black handbag was running through the traffic while turning his head and looking back in cold sweat.

During the process, the buses, buses and tank trucks in the middle of the road were stopped and honked their horns angrily, but this man still gritted his teeth desperately and ran into pedestrians on the main road.

Behind this gangster, there were two small policemen who were chasing after him. One climbed over the railing with one hand and followed along, and the other stopped suddenly when he entered the main road but could not catch up with him. Knee turned on the pager angrily and yelled,

"Hey! Old Fu! Where are you? What? Walking alone? I said you have been in the hospital for a month and haven't dreamed enough! Master Fu! Young Master Fu! Master Fu Jie! Please—please Support! Are people from your department nearby right now?"

"Yes, yes, help our branch office! Just before the three-way intersection on the positioning map, opposite the traffic light, and opposite the city/government notary office building, yes, catch him! This is the grandson who robbed a lesbian in the street bag!"

The voice fell, and the little policeman who contacted the mysterious person on the pager for help hadn't had time to look up.

Just at this moment, a rough engine sound belonging to a locomotive sounded at the intersection ahead, and then, a black shadow riding on a heavy motorcycle swooped towards the bag snatcher——

"what!"

The cool man in black who appeared on the motorcycle raised his foot, and kicked the sole of his boot towards the gangster's stomach.

Stepping up, he took off his black leather gloves to snatch the bag, and made a few dangerous moves with the gangster. Seeing this, he faced the frightened crowd in front of him, and the burly man who snatched the bag stared With eyes closed, he was frightened by the lunatic on the motorcycle and threw the bag towards the intersection.

"Ouch! Look! That bag flew out!"

A group of pedestrians shouted in horror, pointing at the leather bag that was about to get caught in the traffic and was crushed by the car.

But at the moment when the exclamation sounded from outside the crowd, one hand propped over the railing, and he turned over neatly and gracefully to grab the bag full of physical evidence, and this person was the man in the suit and glasses at the beginning.

With the windbreaker and laptop in his hand, he leaped sideways and grabbed the bag. This brave prosecutor in the street drew applause from a group of pedestrians.

At the same time, the motorcycle that violently ran over the criminal at first also turned around outside the crowd on the opposite side of the road, slammed on the brakes and stopped.

"..."

The one who got off the car was also a tall and straight man with one hand resting on the handlebar, an inexplicably handsome and punk adult man.

It's just that the whole face is hidden in a mysterious black motorcycle helmet, and another half-length curly hair is scattered around the edge of the helmet.

Seeing this, the man in a jacket and a graffiti motorcycle helmet was hanging on the handlebars casually, and when he turned his head, the jade plaque with a black tassel hanging around his neck was also exposed.

In that neck, the light of the dangling jade tablet is dazzling in the sun.

It also made the man on the other side of the road with a shadow on his eyes frowned and turned his head to look at the light on the other side.

The two turned their heads, just as a bus drove past and blocked each other's figures.

Seeing that there is no one behind.

The two people at the crossroads didn't know why, but at this moment, there was an inexplicable feeling in their hearts, as if at a certain moment in their lives, they had seen that scene before, but they had forgotten it.

And at the moment when the man in black under the motorcycle helmet and the Prosecutor Duan looked back at the middle of the road, the man in black under the motorcycle helmet looked back at the middle of the road. The black leather glove and the hand holding the mobile phone were suddenly stopped by a strange figure on the opposite side.

Changing traffic lights.

Opposite the intersection.

Hundreds of millions of people flow.

Lights, twinkling and twinkling, meet in one place.

People on this side of the road.

and the people on the other side of the road.

In this way, step by step, with dreams and memories across the 200 years of history, the two strange but familiar souls seem to meet again in different time and space through each other's bright eyes.

"..."

"..."

Until, the two took a step forward at the same time.

On Chang'an Street in Beijing in 270, traffic flowed through people's shadows, Duan Zixiao and Fu Jie's first encounter with each other came like this.

The light lit up at the end of the road, illuminating two familiar black eyes.

Car horns and people passing by.

Vertical and horizontal 200 years.

You and I meet again on the other side of time and space.

Everything is like seeing it for the first time.

Mountains and rivers and you are indispensable.

This time, I won't let you go.

- A new story begins.

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