I am a Big Player
Chapter 664 - 655, Judge Who?_1

Chapter 664: 655, Judge Who?_1

Ren He finished disassembling the gun and glanced at Li Kun with a smile, "Isn’t it better to be a detective? You solved a dismemberment case in 1999, received commendation for your work; you should’ve had a smooth path from there. How did you end up in this godforsaken place becoming a thief?"

He had read the information about Li Kun provided by Steve. He could understand why the likes of Li Longfei and Chen Guofeng were scraping by here, but Li Kun puzzled him.

However, Li Kun completely stopped talking, just looking down. When Ren He mentioned the commendation he received in ’99, Li Kun realized that things were far beyond his imagination; his opponent even knew about such matters.

After shedding his police uniform, he never mentioned it again, not even the people close to him knew.

So... who exactly was this person?

Ren He sat on a stool and asked the seedy shop owner to dial 110, and before the police arrived, he would have to wait here, resolutely; after all, his five senses were tied to his yak.

"Once a cop, now a thief who gets nervous at the sound of a police siren. How does that make you feel?" Ren He asked calmly.

Li Kun suddenly looked up, "What do you know?"

"I do know that the person who expelled you from the public security system was wise," Ren He scoffed.

"When I was a policeman, you were still in primary school, weren’t you?" Li Kun said with a grim face. "A monthly salary of less than 1000 yuan, which later increased to a little over 1000, then over 2000, yes, it increased by quite a bit, but what can you do with that in this society? Boil your own water to drink, dare not touch soft drinks, ponder whether to add a 5-yuan piece of meat to a bowl of mixed noodles, and fear for the worst if the car breaks down on a mission because there would be no invoice for repairs, having to pay out of your own pocket."

"Just any decent car costs hundreds of thousands. The price of houses is skyrocketing. We, armed with such meager salaries, have to deal with criminals. Do you know? To solve the dismemberment case, I tailed a suspect and stayed in the car for a week, eating, drinking, urinating, defecating all in the vehicle, peeing in bottles, defecating in instant noodle bags; the entire car reeked."

"I had a girlfriend at the time. I couldn’t see her when I was on a case, and I didn’t have money to take her out to dinner. I was even embarrassed to mention that I didn’t have a house in Zhengzhou when meeting her parents."

"Do you think that by tying us up here, you have the right to judge me? Where were you when we were suffering? You were enjoying the safety we created for you. You’re not in a position to judge me," Li Kun said coldly.

Ren He sat beside him and thought for a moment, realizing this was a tale of a hero brought low by lack of money and sighed to himself.

Yet his gaze did not waver. On the contrary, it was firmer than ever. If someone like Li Kun was considered a good man, then what were the former drug enforcement heroes Li Jingzhong and Luo Jinyong?

In his previous life, on November 4, 2016, in the early hours of the morning, the narcotics squad of the Jinghong City Public Security Bureau learned that drug traffickers they had been investigating and tracking for several days were planning to sneak into the country for a drug transaction right at the Sino-Myanmar border in Jinghong’s Jingha township.

The area was dense with jungle, replete with trails, and the situation was complicated. In light of the complex background of the case, involving guns and drugs with significant hazards, a decisive crackdown was essential. Intelligence pointed to a ripe opportunity for apprehension, and the narcotics squad decided to move in for the arrest immediately.

At 9 a.m., the arrest team was ready. Three hours later, they covertly arrived at a location near the transaction site to lie in ambush.

At 12:20 p.m., the drug traffickers driving into the country waited for their opportunity to trade. Upon seeing this, the advance unit of the arrest team signaled, and the officers moved in.

Knowing the adversaries were armed, realizing that taking the lead would mean certain death, aware that failure to seize this moment would allow the criminals to escape, Li Jingzhong chose to charge forward first.

He was the first to charge at the drug traffickers’ vehicle. The moment he dashed forward, with a loud bang, a bullet from the gun of a trafficker hiding in the back seat tore through his neck’s carotid artery and shattered his cervical vertebra. Despite this, he still lunged forward three meters, reaching out from the back door to apprehend the trafficker. The crazed trafficker fired a second shot, striking Li Jingzhong’s hand as it reached towards him. Li Jingzhong fell backwards onto the ground.

Because Li Jingzhong led the charge, shielding his comrades from the traffickers’ line of sight and their bullets, they were able to safely capture the shooter without further sacrifices.

It’s because of heroes like Li Jingzhong, Luo Jinyong, and Yang Kezhang that the citizens of our country can live in peace and enjoy this hard-won era of prosperity.

"I have no right to judge you, nor am I qualified to judge anyone else; I can’t be bothered to judge anyone. If I were in your shoes, I probably couldn’t stand living in poverty either. But above the line of morality, there is the law, which no one can escape. Let the law judge you," Ren He stood up and walked to the middle of the road to wait for the police car, which was over 200 kilometers away from Karamay. It would take the police over two hours to reach the location.

He didn’t speak to Zhang Ming and the others; everyone acted as if they didn’t know each other and were at peace.

Ren He lit a cigarette, blowing smoke into the night air where it quickly vanished.

He couldn’t express any grand principles. The world was full of former heroes like Li Kun who had been defeated by money. Ren He didn’t know if they were right or wrong, nor did he have the right to stand on a moral high ground to accuse anyone.

After all, he was just an ordinary person. Even though he had sniped the National Security Agency in New York, exposing the Prism project, and single-handedly defeated a CIA combat team in the Netherlands, Ren He still considered himself an ordinary person.

Everything he did was for himself and for Yang Xi, not for anyone else.

Imagine Li Kun, back in the day, staking out a suspect from inside a car, his passion probably hadn’t yet faded.

After some thought, Ren He felt that labeling Li Kun as a bad person didn’t seem quite right. It was even less plausible to call him a good person; otherwise, the term ’good person’ would be too cheap. It would be more fitting to say he was a pitiable person.

This world, Ren He sighed with a smirk. Karamay would also return to peace in a few years, and that was because there were indeed people willing to take up arms to protect this land.

In his previous life before he was transported, Karamay had already been very peaceful. Saying that there was a post every three steps and a sentry every five was perhaps an exaggeration, but it was also true that this peace was earned by soldiers willing to protect their land with their lives. Those who bore the burdens of others, some were still alive, while others were gone forever.

May peace come sooner, Ren He sighed.

After more than two hours, lights from vehicles illuminated the southern part of National Highway 217, their sirens sounding.

Ren He turned and said with a smile to the owner of the shady establishment, "I think this film crew will definitely make a name for themselves, and their filme will surely become famous. You just stick with this City that Never Sleeps; who knows, maybe tourists will come for a visit. Do good business, and maybe lower the prices on the dishes a bit."

"Alright...," thought the owner, it wasn’t up to you to say just yet.

Ren He jumped into the car, speeding off in the opposite direction towards the south, passing by the police car as all eyes were on him. His file had long been classified in the system. Not only was he soon to become Sir Yang’s grandson-in-law, but what he did in the United States and the Netherlands was one reason, and Beidou Military Industry’s stake in Qinghe Group was another reason; therefore, he wasn’t worried about being investigated.

Including his registered vehicles, properties, and phone numbers, if anyone with an agenda tried to investigate, they were doomed to find nothing.