At the awards ceremony, a chubby man whose police uniform was stretched tight stood on stage, speaking with passionate intensity.

Below the stage.

"Master, I heard you used to be his colleague. What kind of person is he in your eyes?"

"When he's wearing the police uniform, he's the most lovable person; when he takes it off, he's not human."

"How can you say that? He's a hero. I think you're just jealous."

"Jealous?"

The corner of the old detective's mouth twitched:

"Have you ever seen someone ride on an elderly lady to cross the street?"