Chapter 213

This thing seems to have a problem with its brain.

After staring at Ning Chen like that for another half an hour, it finally lay down on its seat and started sleeping.

The navigation display showed that the target location was east of Mohe.

Near Daxing Ridge.

It is also a tourist spot, with vast stretches of red pines.

Every year after winter begins, large numbers of tourists come here specifically to see the rime ice.

The so-called "Daxing Ridge Hundred-Mile Rime Ice Corridor" refers to the stretch starting from Arxan in Meng Province and extending all the way to the territory of Daxing Ridge, covering a distance of over a hundred kilometers.

And the location east of Mohe is the tail end of this rime ice corridor.

Jingcheng.

Public Security University.

In the lecture hall.

Hundreds of students.

On the podium, an old professor was giving a lecture.

"Students, do you know how many anti-narcotics police officers have sacrificed their lives since the founding of the Eastern Kingdom until now?"

Down below, no student spoke.

Everyone sat upright, looking at the professor on the stage.

The old professor's tone became slow and heavy.

"Ordinary people will not know this number, and the state will not let ordinary people know it."

"Being a police officer is a high-risk profession; it is said online that this profession ranks first among the so-called top ten high-risk professions."

"But little do they know that among these, anti-narcotics police officers are the highest risk of all."

The old professor looked at the students below.

"Do you know what the average lifespan of anti-narcotics police officers is?"

"Forty-one years old."

"Thirty-two and a half years less than the average lifespan of our country's people."

"Last year, the number of anti-narcotics police officers who sacrificed their lives in our country was."

"Four hundred and twenty-seven."

"The mortality rate of anti-narcotics police officers is 4.9 times that of other police branches, and the injury rate is even more than ten times higher; almost every day, one anti-narcotics officer sacrifices their life; the youngest was only eighteen years old, and the oldest was sixty-eight."

"Since the Humen incident one hundred and eighty years ago, our nation has been fighting against that thing, continuing until now, and it will extend into the future."

"But among these high-risk professions, do you know there is another existence that is even higher risk?"

No one among the students below spoke.

The entire lecture hall was silent as a grave.

"Undercover—anti-narcotics police officers who go undercover inside drug trafficking gangs!"

The old professor looked at the students below.

The students all watched him with rapt attention.

"You, this batch, will graduate soon."

"Before, I kept thinking, when would be the right time, to find an opportunity, to definitely give you, this lesson today."

"Before every batch of students graduates, I will give such a lesson."

"Many of you will take up this post in the future."

"Many of you also hold dreams for the future, but what your teacher wants to tell you today is this cruel reality."

"In the minds of many, this post is very cool."

"For example, in those film and television works, this job is portrayed as swift, decisive, and incredibly cool, but in reality, it is not like that."

"The data I just told you about is the cruel reality."

"In this world, on this land, there is no such thing as peaceful times; it is simply that someone is carrying the heavy burden."

"And what is most sad is that those who carry the heavy burden may very well not even have their names known to the public."

"The anti-narcotics undercover agents I just mentioned are one such case."

"I, your teacher, am sixty-six years old this year; sixteen years ago, I was also a member of the front line of anti-narcotics work."

"You, who have not yet graduated, are so immature, but I must tell you a cruel story."

"Sixteen years ago, under my command, there was an anti-narcotics officer, who was also my apprentice back then; he went undercover in a drug trafficking group for many years and was later exposed."

"That officer suffered the most terrifying means of torture in the world; he was tortured for a full thirty-six hours before leaving this world."

"After that, his wife, unable to bear this blow, fell into severe depression and eventually committed suicide, leaving behind only a young daughter in this world; that little girl later also became a police officer."

"And just two and a half years ago, this girl also died in the line of duty."

"We still cannot determine whether the death in the line of duty of that female officer was a indiscriminate shooting or retaliation from the drug trafficking group from sixteen years ago."

"But the families of anti-narcotics police officers are indeed constantly in danger."

"The Golden Triangle currently has the world's largest and most evil drug trafficking organization; the intelligence we currently possess indicates that this organization is named 'Gulf Family'."

"The members of this organization originate from the Golden Triangle and are now spread across the globe, and the most evil thing is that."

"They will turn their spearhead against the families of anti-narcotics police officers."

"It is said that within the 'Gulf Family', there is a blood pact of an eye for an eye, which is,"

"The life of every drug trafficking member must be exchanged with the blood of anti-narcotics police officers' families!"

"No matter how many years pass, no matter how many generations pass."

"They publicly declare that they will use this blood pact to turn the 'Gulf Family' into the nightmare of all anti-narcotics police officers worldwide!"

The professor's voice was low, slow, and steady.

But once those words were spoken, the entire lecture hall was covered in a layer of frost.

"Back then, my disciple was an undercover agent within this 'Gulf Family'. He was almost able to extract himself completely. If he had succeeded in withdrawing, the organization would have helped him assume a new identity and arranged a decent, comfortable ordinary job for him. He had a wife who loved him deeply and a lovely daughter. They would have been very happy..."

As the old professor spoke, his voice suddenly began to tremble.

He raised his hand and took off his glasses.

The young trainees below, these future police officers.

They looked at the professor.

At this moment, a layer of mist had appeared in their eyes.

Yet their fists were clenched tightly!

148. (1/6) And this will be the first time.

The class had ended.

Inside the lecture hall.

The trainees left silently.

Today's lesson was different from the usual ones.

Professor Ren Qianqiu stood at the podium, watching the trainees leave one by one.

In the first row below sat a man in his forties, wearing a black suit. His name was Gu Yu.

He stood up and walked forward. "Professor Ren, please accept my condolences."

Professor Ren Qianqiu waved his hand. "Bringing up the past, it feels like yesterday. For a moment, even at my age, I could not control my emotions. Forgive my lapse."

Gu Yu nodded. "If it could be done over, I believe Senior Brother Si would still have done the same."

Professor Ren Qianqiu sighed. "He was always like that, charging forward without looking back. You have known him for over ten years; you should understand his temper best."

Gu Yu remained silent.

"Sixteen years... What grieves me is not only his sacrifice, but also his family." As Professor Ren Qianqiu spoke, sorrow struck again. "He gave his life for the country and the people, a glorious sacrifice, yet we... could not even protect his family! He was a martyr of the people..."

Gu Yu could only pat the professor's shoulder.

After a while, Professor Ren looked up. "By the way, Xiao Gu, why did you come to see me this time?"

Gu Yu nodded. "It is like this. A few days ago, some trouble arose in the Golden Triangle."

Professor Ren looked at him.

The Golden Triangle; these three words were now a thorn in Professor Ren's heart.

"Is it related to the 'Gulf Family' again?" Professor Ren asked, looking at Gu Yu.

Gu Yu nodded. "Our inside man has transmitted a piece of intelligence."