The day Bai Huating was admitted to the police academy was also her great-grandfather's 90th birthday.
From the moment she got the admission notice, the family started discussing lively how to have a banquet together.
But she doesn't like to be high-profile.
Besides, the reason why she was admitted to the Shanghai No. 1 Police Academy this time was not because of her good physical condition, nor because of her decent political thoughts, nor because of her performance in cultural classes.
How bright is it even enough?
She was admitted to the second line this time entirely because of her "Bai family marksmanship" and her unique vision.
Not only did she get a perfect score in the shooting test, but she also broke the previous high score record of the police academy, making her She attracted much attention among this batch of candidates.
From the outside, this is really not easy for a girl who has just turned 19.
But Hua Ting felt that this was nothing.
For Hua Ting, who has been involved in the shooting club owned by her family since she was a child, daily shooting practice since childhood has laid a solid foundation for her.
For many years, she had been accustomed to using her left hand to draw a gun, load the bullet, open the safety, aim, shoot, and hit something that seemed impossible to others, but in Tinghua's hands, it became so simple.
She has followed her father to various shooting clubs since she was a child.
She started playing with real guns at the age of 8.
She followed a group of cool brothers and sisters through life and death and traveled around the world.
She participated in countless live-fire shooting hunts and saw countless horrific corpses and blood-covered prey.
The messy scene did not make me feel sick, but instead gave me an inexplicable sense of excitement.
Huating's shooting foundation was laid at that time.
In fact, at the end of the day, whether she likes the police profession or not, Hua Heng is not very clear now.
She only knows that she has lived up to her father's expectations and fulfilled his dream of going to the police academy.
She always knew that her father wanted a son, but it was a pity that she was destined to be a girl.
However, she was raised by her father as a boy since she was a child.
As long as she made a slight mistake or neglected to practice, she would use family methods without mercy, and she would not show any mercy at all.
She was still a delicate and thin little girl who was looked down upon by her neighbors and looked down upon.
Hua Ting is really "up to the mark".
Sometimes she also feels that there is a real man's soul living in her body.
A girl is actually more naughty than a boy.
She skips classes and fights.
She is involved in everything.
Therefore There are always some bruises of unknown origin on her body, but fortunately God has favored her, and no matter how big the injury she suffered, no scars were left.
Hua Ting continued to enjoy these bumpy days.
It wasn't until she met Ding Yaoyi that she finally understood what it meant to be a girl.
Ding Yaoyi fell in love with her at first sight, and the two hit it off and naturally developed into lovers.
Ding Yaoyi is a top student in science.
Although he did not go to the same school, he is in the same city and not far apart.
It is a two-hour drive, so it is not difficult to meet him.
Since the relationship between the two is open and transparent, both parents know about it.
Although Ding Yaoyi looks arrogant, he is smart and has good grades.
In addition, the school he applied for this time is one of the best political and law schools in the city.
The dream of Huating Dad was fulfilled once, so Ding Yaoyi was undoubtedly deeply loved by Father Bai.
No, Father Bai just called him here for his great-grandpa's 90th birthday.
Hua Ting, wearing an awkward little milky white dress, followed Father Bai out of the car.
The majestic building in front of me is the place where my great-grandpa met my great-grandma.
My great-grandpa was so infatuated that every year he would bring his favorite red cheongsam here to celebrate his birthday.
The hotel has been around for some years.
It is located on the south side of the corner of the Bund on Nanjing Road.
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It looks old but retro, giving people the feeling of an indestructible old castle.
The side facing Nanjing Road to the north is mainly made of red bricks, and the facade facing the Bund is made of red bricks.
White bricks are used as veneers, and red bricks are used to outline the waistline between each floor, making it still very eye-catching in such a modern city.
In fact, there is nothing outstanding about the food in this hotel.
It can only be said to be average in terms of taste and dishes.
But Grandpa likes it, especially the drunken shrimp.
Even if he doesn't eat it, he still wants to give it to the "grandfather" around him.
"Grandma" put a few in the bowl.
I forgot to mention that every year when my great-grandfather comes here, the seat on the left is reserved for my great-grandma.
No one is allowed to sit on it.
He folds the red cheongsam neatly on the empty seat on the left, and then gives "grandma" "Grandma"'s tableware was filled with food and wine, and then he started to use his chopsticks.
It sounds scary, but Hua Ting has long been used to it.
It was just the first time he saw Ding Yaoyi next to him, so he was inevitably a little stunned.
Although Grandpa continued to exercise every day, even running naked in the winter, his movements were obviously not as agile as in previous years.
Hua Ting watched him use trembling hands to pick up food for "Grandma", and almost couldn't even hold the chopsticks, and her eyes welled up.
She has a fever, wondering if Ding Yaoyi next to her will treat her like this when she is 90 years old.
Dad Bai drank a glass of white wine and announced the good news that Hua Ting was admitted to the police academy in high spirits, and introduced her boyfriend by the way.
Hua Ting held the wine glass awkwardly, looked at Ding Yao, and smiled helplessly.
"Come on, Hua Ting, stand up and toast all uncles."
Bai's father winked at her.
Hua Ting knew his intentions.
Many of the uncles here were retired police officers, or were living in seclusion.
In short, they had quite a lot of connections in the police community, and she would need their care for many things in the future.
Judging from her father's attitude, it seems that she will really be engaged in this field of work in the future of her life.
Hua Ting didn't like this kind of prescribed life, but because of Father Bai's face, she still raised her wine glass with a smile on her face.
Just when she was about to utter a few beautiful words, she was suddenly raised by her great-grandfather's right hand and his trembling voice.
"You" interrupted.
Grandpa pointed at her with his trembling right hand, unable to say anything except the word "you" from his mouth.
Not only Hua Ting found it strange, but everyone present felt incredible.
"What's wrong, old man?"
Bai's father asked.
The great-grandfather said nothing, and his right hand that pointed at the flowers kept trembling.
Ding Yao tugged on her sleeve and whispered, "It's a bit evil."
Grandpa Bai's reaction made her confused about the situation.
She glanced at Dad Bai, trying to get some hints from him, but Dad Bai also looked confused.
He picked up the wine glass and stood up and said, "Grandpa Bai might be a weirdo."
"You didn't respect him.
Come on, let me give you a drink first."
He pulled Hua Ting and stood up.
"Your great-grandfather also worked as a policeman for several years when he was young."
Really?
She looked at the gray-haired old man in front of her.
It didn't look like he wanted her to toast.
There seemed to be something flickering in his eyes, and it seemed that he had gathered some kind of power.
He stared at her and stared at her.
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Opening his mouth with difficulty: "You, you" Hua Ting left her seat with her wine glass and walked towards him.
The whole table was talking, wondering what happened to the old man.
Hua Ting stood hesitantly in front of Grandpa.
The gray-haired old man raised his head and looked at her with difficulty, as if he had finally said a complete sentence with all his strength.
"You" the bloodless lips kept trembling, "you have been here."
I don’t know why Hua Ting felt a chill down her spine and shuddered when she heard this sentence.
The red wine in her glass accidentally spilled on her grandma’s cheongsam.
She suddenly panicked.
This cheongsam was my great-grandfather’s lifelong love, and no one dared to touch it.
She picked up the cheongsam and said, "I'm going to the bathroom to wash it off, otherwise it will be a big trouble if it gets dyed."
She hurriedly ran out of the box.
Behind him was Father Bai's laughter: "This kid is always messy."
But when she came to the bathroom and carefully checked the spot where the cheongsam was spilled, she found no trace of red wine.
She was dazzled and worried, so she checked twice from beginning to end, but still couldn't find the spot that was stained by herself. trace.
Is it really because she was dazzled?
She was a little confused.
Just as she was about to go back, her feet were too slippery.
She fell forward without warning and hit her head on the sharp granite corner of the sink.
A cut was made on her left forehead.
Hua Ting touched the wound, which was not shallow, and saw that it was full of blood, which shocked her.
The blood slid down the bridge of her nose, corners of her mouth, and chin, and dripped on the red cheongsam in her hand.
Before Hua Ting had time to feel the pain, she discovered that the few drops of bright red blood on the cheongsam were gradually falling under her eyelids.
Retreat.
Could it be that this cheongsam has the ability to suck blood?
Hua Ting once again thought that she was dazzled.
She reached out and wiped the blood from her forehead on the cheongsam.
In less than 3 seconds, the blood was gone.
She jumped up from the ground and was stunned by the scene in front of her.
The cheongsam in my hand is an ordinary silk cheongsam, about 90 centimeters long, with delicate white orchids sewn on the cuffs and neckline.
Judging from the length and size of the cheongsam, my grandmother must be taller than one meter.
Otherwise, how could a seven-year-old woman control this slender bright red cheongsam?
Hua Ting didn’t know what her great-grandma looked like, let alone how she looked when she wore this cheongsam, but she was sure there was something wrong with this cheongsam.
Maybe my grandma’s soul is attached to this cheongsam.
The bold Hua Ting did not find this incident scary, only shocked.
She was going to tell Grandpa.
Hua Ting washed the wound on her forehead indiscriminately, but the bleeding still hadn't stopped, but she couldn't care so much anymore.
She wanted to tell her great-grandfather quickly.
Hua Ting held the cheongsam in one hand and opened the bathroom door with the other.
Countless dazzling white lights outside the door struck her instantly.
She closed her eyes subconsciously, but she could still feel the strong light burning on her eyelids.
Before she could understand what was going on, her feet were empty.
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