“Some people are sparks, while others are the vast spring breeze.”

When Zhou Shaobo and I were young, we both dreamed of becoming police officers.

But later,

He became the leader of the largest criminal organization in South China.

And I became his most powerful subordinate.

On the day we were both arrested and sent to prison,

He rubbed his nose and said:

“Bro, I don’t owe you anymore. In the next life, let’s be brothers again.”

But I lowered my eyes, calmly asked the guard to open the door for me, and said to him through the iron bars:

“Sorry, this is my badge.”

My real identity is that of an undercover police officer.