I really don't want to be an official if I transmigrate into Qi Tongwei's life.

Chapter 369 Revenge of Criminals

"Damn it, I've been a policeman for so many years, do you think I can't tell the difference between a real gun and a fake one?" Chen Daman didn't believe Qi Tongwei's nonsense. In this bastard's territory, of course he could say whatever he wanted.

Using guns and torture to extract confessions is a serious violation of rules and regulations. Chen Daman himself often intimidates suspects in this way, but that doesn't stop him from using it to file complaints after he gets out.

Qi Tongwei was certainly holding a real gun, but it wasn't loaded. After all, it was his territory, and he was in charge.

Immediately, a policeman knocked on the door and entered. "Chief Qi, Director Ye wants you to go to his office immediately."

"I see"

Damn, we were really getting into the investigation, and the boss is such a spoilsport.

Qi Tongwei patted Chen Daman's cheek, his smile utterly infuriating. "Let's take a break. I'll be back later to play with you."

Chen Daman glared at him. If looks could kill, he would have torn that bastard Qi Tongwei to pieces.

But so what? When you fall into the hands of the living devil, you can only suppress your anger, or suddenly a big slap will appear and make you dizzy.

After leaving the interrogation room, Qi Tongwei said a few words to Lan Ying and then drove alone to the provincial government to find Ye Xingguo.

The secretary led Qi Tongwei to Ye Xingguo's office. Ye Xingguo was still engrossed in reading documents. The position of vice governor concurrently serving as the director of the public security department was a vice provincial-level position that Qi Tongwei had longed for until his death.

"Hey kid, sit down. I have something to tell you."

Qi Tongwei noticed that Ye Xingguo's expression was serious and seemed different from usual. He wondered if something had happened.

"Director Ye, what's the matter? You could have just made a phone call."

The secretary tactfully withdrew. Only a ruthless leader would dare to speak to his superior like that. In officialdom, sometimes a single wrong word can leave a very bad impression on the leader.

Ye Xingguo sighed, as if he couldn't quite bring himself to say it, "You'd better be prepared for what I'm about to say."

This made Qi Tongwei nervous, as if he were waiting for the teacher to read out the grades after the final exam. He was anxious, eager to know the results but also afraid of being beaten when he got home if he didn't do well.

"Director Ye, please tell me quickly. I've almost lost my life several times during my trips to eastern Guangdong. Nothing can defeat me."

Ye Xingguo frowned. Of course, he wasn't afraid of the dead; what he was afraid of was the living, who would feel uneasy and guilty for the rest of their lives.

"Your third uncle was murdered at home, stabbed dozens of times. It must have been out of revenge."

With a bang, Qi Tongwei's heart sank, and he felt as if all his energy had been drained, leaving his mind in a complete fog.

I didn't kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me. Qi Tongwei was mentally prepared for this, but when it actually happened, he still couldn't accept it for a while.

According to Qi Tongwei's memory, his third uncle was a disabled person with a limp in his right leg. He walked with a limp, was in his forties, didn't like to talk, was an old bachelor, but was very hardworking.

Qi Tongwei's third uncle was a man with a tragic life. When he was a child, he fell into a pond while playing with his second brother. His second brother tried to save him but drowned on the spot. He was lucky to survive, but later he fell seriously ill and almost died in the hospital. From then on, he was lame.

Those were poor times. Because of his third uncle's illness, the family owed a lot of money. His grandparents didn't like him much. He also knew that he was the one who killed his second brother, so he could only work hard to help his family and atone for his sins.

In rural areas, families separate after sons get married. Qi Tongwei's father was the eldest son, and his grandparents passed away before they were sixty years old, leaving his third uncle all alone.

Uncle San liked Qi Tongwei very much. He couldn't bear to eat the eggs and duck eggs in the house. Apart from selling them, he would give the rest to his eldest brother, saying that his nephew had worked hard in his studies and that eating them would give him the energy to take the college entrance exam.

Later, when Qi Tongwei was admitted to university, his third uncle gave all the money he had saved over the years to his nephew as tuition, without keeping a single penny for himself.

The third uncle was not good at expressing love. He always felt particularly guilty towards his second brother. He was always happy to see his nephew Qi Tongwei, as if it were a kind of spiritual sustenance.

Unfortunately, it was because of this nephew that he died tragically. Uncle San probably wouldn't blame Qi Tongwei, because every day he lived was actually very painful. Death is a kind of relief. It's just that he couldn't see his nephew get married, and he must have regretted it when he died.

"Are you alright, kid? Why don't you put aside your work for a while and I'll give you a break to go home and rest?"

Ye Xingguo understood that the death of a loved one was sad enough, but now that Qi Tongwei's third uncle had died because of him was an especially cruel thing for him.

Previously, Ye Xingguo, through Qin Lao's connections, found Xu Dingbang, the secretary of the Handong Provincial Party Committee, and brought Qi Tongwei's parents to Jingzhou for protection. His third uncle couldn't bear to leave his chickens, ducks, geese, and pigs at home and refused to go, so Ye Xingguo didn't force him. Unexpectedly, those ruthless criminals, unable to find Qi Tongwei's parents, took their anger out on his third uncle.

Qi Tongwei had died once before, so he wasn't afraid of death at all. He was emotionally saddened, but reason told him that the dead cannot be brought back to life, especially since his third uncle had died so tragically. What was the point of giving up? He had to take revenge, to repay blood with blood and tooth with tooth.

"Director Ye, I'm fine. Don't tell my parents about this yet. I need to calm down by myself."

Ye Xingguo also didn't believe Qi Tongwei could be easily defeated. "Alright, go back and rest. Let me know when you've made your decision tomorrow."

"Yes, Director Ye."

Qi Tongwei walked out of the provincial government building listlessly, his face filled with sorrow. He walked alone along the road, constantly questioning himself: Had he made a mistake?

But what did he do wrong? Is it wrong to fight criminals? Should he back down just because criminals are ruthless? No, no, no, someone has to fight criminals. Every day, police officers across the country sacrifice their lives. He was just one of them.

Everyone is focused on making money, yet there are still those who work anonymously, quietly protecting the country and its people.

This world has both light and darkness, but what's wrong with pursuing the light?

Suddenly, his cell phone rang. It was Qin Xue calling. "Tongwei, why don't you quit? I miss you. I'll go home with you."

Qin Xue's concern gave Qi Tongwei a sense of warmth and spiritual strength. Because of this girl, his life had a bigger stage. In fact, he understood very well that it was a privilege that everyone hated.

"Xiaoxue, I'm fine. I don't regret choosing this path. Life will always have many regrets, and things certainly can't always go as planned. Don't worry about things at home. I miss you very much."

Death happening right next to you is terrifying. Qin Xue was afraid that she would suddenly lose Qi Tongwei one day and didn't want to hear the news of his death at all.

"Tongwei, you've offended so many people, and your own family has to live in fear because of you. Is it worth it?"

Is it worth it? Qi Tongwei had thought about this question countless times. If he were just a little more tactful and turned a blind eye, the country would have to start an anti-corruption and anti-gang campaign in twenty years anyway. But he still couldn't turn a blind eye to those criminals and stand by and watch those ordinary people who suffered injustice.