(Minghui.org) I have witnessed many miracles in the more than 20 years I’ve practiced Falun Dafa. More and more people realize that Falun Dafa is good, including those who actively participate in the persecution. They are moved by practitioners’ kindness and ethical conduct and marvel at how remarkable Master is!

Yin and Yang Virtue

In the old days, people said there were two types of virtue: yang virtue and yin virtue. Yang virtue is when one receives recognition and gratitude after doing good deeds. Yin virtue is when one keeps a low profile while doing good deeds, and no one knows what you did. Only such virtue can lead to a change in a being’s inborn quality.

I’d like to share a few true, praiseworthy examples of police officers who stood up for justice. Although I cannot reveal their real names, the universe has recorded their deeds.

They Left Without Touching Anything

I live next to a 20-story building. One Saturday, several practitioners went to distribute materials about Falun Dafa in the building. I stayed home because I was not feeling well, but I kept watch at the window. I suddenly saw a police car and several fully armed officers get out. A man holding a Falun Dafa flyer said something to the officer and he looked at the tall building. I realized someone had called the police. I put on my shoes at once and ran out.

I walked up the stairs in the building because practitioners avoid the surveillance cameras in elevators. I searched for those practitioners floor by floor. When I found them, I told them to leave the materials in a corner and leave the building because the police were on their way. I had run as fast as I could and waited until they all left. Exhausted, I collapsed on the ground. The policemen saw me and asked me if I practiced Falun Dafa. I couldn’t answer bcause I was breathless.

I was taken to the police station and shackled to a tiger bench. An officer shouted at me, “You have nothing better to do than to hand out these materials? Who produced them? Who distributed them? Speak!” I replied, “Who are you? What’s your name?” He bellowed, “I am so and so. Report me to Minghui.org!” I then realized he was the head of the Domestic Security Department.

I said, “If you do good deeds, your name will not be listed on the website. I’ve been wanting to meet with you and explain what Falun Dafa is.” He appeared a little surprised by that. Just then, something happened outside and he left the room. Another man who looked like an official came in. I told him, “We are being persecuted!” He said, “You’ll be released soon.” I asked, “Does what you say count?” He replied, “Yes, I will give them orders in a moment.” He was very amicable. I looked at photos of all the staff in the police station on the wall and saw he was the deputy head.

I saw the deputy head again when it was nearly night and asked him, “Why am I still here?” He replied, “I am on duty tonight. If this drags on until tomorrow when someone else takes over, it will not be that easy.”

The deputy head and two police officers drove me home. My child stared at the strangers as soon as I opened the door, afraid to move. My Dafa books, materials, and so on were all over the place. The officers stopped and looked at Master’s portrait. then went into the room to investigate. The deputy head’s phone rang and it seemed it was his superior on the other end. He said, “The matter is resolved.” They left without touching anything.

Practitioners Returned Home

Xiao Hua, another practitioner, is very kind and gave me many suggestions about cultivation. But after being repeatedly imprisoned, she became mentally unstable. One day, I learned that she’d been arrested again. I was afraid she might not make it if she was brutally tortured. I disregarded my own safety and contacted her daughter and sister, but they were afraid to stand up for her. I didn’t know what to do.

I thought of the head of the Domestic Security Department. I asked Master for help. I’d seen the head of the Domestic Security Department’s number on Minghui.org. To save Xiao Hua, I called the number with the phone registered in my real name.

The person who answered said gruffly, “Who is this?!”

I politely introduced myself and said, “I practice Falun Dafa. Xiao Hua has been arrested and may suffer a mental collapse. Please help her!”

The man answered, “Stop calling this number. We’ll arrest you if you call again!” and then hung up.

Without thinking, I took out a paper and pen and began to write a letter to the head of the Domestic Security Department. I wrote about the benefits of practicing Falun Dafa, why the persecution s against the law, and so on and mailed the letter express delivery. I even called the Domestic Security Department and told them, “Please inform the chief that I wrote him a letter express delivery. Please ask him to sign for it.”

I held my breath and listened intently, as if I could see the head’s expression as he opened my letter. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, but I was calm in my heart because I knew I was doing the right thing.

The next day, I got a phone call summoning me to the police station since I was now involved in Xiao Hua’s case. The lawyer told me, “Xiao Hua said she got materials from you.”

Other practitioners suggested I go into hiding. I said, “Xiao Hua is under a lot of pressure. It’s not her fault. We must deny this persecution.”

Master protected me when I let go of self interest. The police called and told me I did not have to go to the police station, that the case was closed.

I did not get a reply to my letter. It was only several years later that I learned my letter had touched the head of the Domestic Security Department. Through subsequent contact with practitioners, he began to change his attitude.

A father and daughter who practice Dafa were arrested. The oldest daughter called every practitioner she knew for help. I did not know if my phone was being monitored, but I had to find out who the father and daughter were. The family member said many bad things about the police. I stopped them, “Don’t say things like that, they are being misled by the CCP’s propaganda.”

Perhaps my call with the practitioners’ family member was tapped into. The next day, police officers came to my workplace. I let go of my fear and told them I hoped they would release the father and daughter. The head of the Domestic Security Department mentioned Xiao Hua: “We asked about her case. It has been passed up, so we cannot do anything, and you should stop asking about it.” I heard sincerity in their voices and knew it was not easy for them to give me such an answer. I quickly thanked them.

I watched them depart. Suddenly, the head of the Domestic Security Department turned aound and looked at me. It was as if a being lost in the secular world had awakened. Everyone came to this world for Dafa, so I knew there was hope for the father and daughter’s release.

Indeed, soon after, they returned home.

Head of Domestic Security Department Left

The persecution in our area was significantly less severe. If practitioners were reported for clarifying the truth or handing out materials, the police did not make things difficult for them. According to practitioners in rural areas, police officers saw a big machine used to print Dafa books covered with a cloth but did not touch it. They also did not touch Master’s portrait or remove messages about Dafa outdoors, They were not fierce and looked happy. They even joked with practitioners.

One evening, as soon as practitioners Ping and Jun returned home, many police officers jumped over the wall in their backyard and arrested them.

Just then, an officer in plainclothes stepped forward and said, “Everything is fine. Don’t you search. Let me.” He bent down and touched the bottom of the bed, and a DVD fell out. He picked it up and put it back, muttering “All good.” There were materials on Dafa in the box under the bed, and the laptop was still open. He shut it and even put the practitioners’ mobile phones on the table, saying, “We did not touch these things!” He then joked, “I read so and so’s (referring to me) letter. Where did you find the addresses to drop off materials at the homes of those in the procuratorate? Would you drop off materials at my house, too, if you knew where I lived?” The practitioner replied, “No, I’ll deliver them to you personally.” He seemed rather pleased with the answer.

The practitioners were taken back to the police station and went through the normal procedures. They got many police officers to quit the CCP. The officers said, “Those who practice Falun Dafa have high moral standards, and those of us in the Domestic Security Department respect you!”

Two young practitioners went missing, and I thought of asking the police if they knew where the two were.

I walked into the station and the officers looked as if they were going to pounce on us. They refused to answer anything I asked. Instead, they keep asking, “Do you still practice? Is there anything in your house?” Looking at the iron gates, I felt I trapped in there. Just then, a police officer picked up the phone and made a call. After putting down the phone, he said reluctantly, “You can go.”

I walked out and my phone rang as I reached the main entrance. It was the head of the Domestic Security Department. He said. “Go home quickly. Thankfully I was on duty tonight. I will call you when you are home.” It was the first time he called me.

When I got home, I held onto my phone and waited for his call. I quickly said, “Thank you for helping me! The most important thing is, renounce your Party membership as soon as possible. If you don’t, I’ve truly let you down! The CCP is evil!” His answer was short and powerful: “I quit! I saw many Falun Dafa practitioners when I went overseas. It is meaningless to be involved in the persecution of Falun Dafa. Someone who often speaks up for you will replace me.”

He ended the conversation with a few short sentences. I hoped to leave some form of contact but he declined. Thus, he finished what he did quietly and disappeared.

My Heart Was Heavy

An ordinary police officer from the Domestic Security Department always cursed when he came to see me. I looked at him and thought in my heart: “You look young and educated. It’s a pity you are always cursing! Because you’ve been influenced by the CCP, you don’t realize this is shameful.”

I said, “Stop swearing at people—it makes you seem uncivilized. You are a young man, but you’ve been tainted by the Party. Even if someone broke the law, we should not swear at them!” He was a smart man and realized my good intentions. I never heard him swear again after that.

He later became head of the Domestic Security Department. He called me one day and said, “I am in charge of you now. It will be better for you guys with me around!” I did not know how to answer him. Was he doing a good thing? Whenever I saw reports on Minghui.org in which practitioners in our area were harassed, arrested, or sentenced to prison, my heart felt heavy. I know he is the one in front arranging all this. Although he may choose to be lenient, he is not stopping the persecution. Due to the lure of material gains, he may even intensify the persecution. He is throwing away his own life. Therefore I always felt sad.

One morning, he called me as soon as soon as I got to work. He told me excitedly: “Hong Yin V is published.Have you seen it? “ I said, “I didn’t know it was out!” He continued, “Can you give me a copy when the book is out?” I said, “Sure.”

I asked a young practitioner if he could hand copy a copy as I did not know when I would receive the books.

Working day and night, the young practitioner produced the book in roughly a week. I sent it to the police station by express delivery. That afternoon, the head called me and said, “I received the book. It’s great! I passed it on to staff in other departments to read! Thank you!”

I could not speak to him with a light heart knowing he has incurred a great sin by persecuting Falun Gong practitioners. He will go to hell for endless suffering—how can I face him?

But he saved practitioners and helped them in the past. In front of other practitioners, he once said, “Falun Dafa practitioners have high moral values!” After ransacking houses, he quietly returned the radio to an elderly practitioner and said. “This practice is good. Why don’t you stay at home and practice it!” He also said, “When I ransack your place, I only take the small books, I don’t touch the big ones.” He never touched Master’s portrait and Dafa things in my house. He always assured me, “Don’t be afraid. We will not cause trouble when we are here.”

Yet, even knowing practitioners are good people, he continues to be involved in the persecution. Those who commit ordinary bad deeds know they will incur karma, while persecuting Dafa practitioners will incur sins as huge as mountains! Minghui.org publishes the names of perpetrators who’ve received payback for their involvement in the persecution of Falun Dafa. These people were thrown in jail or died suddenly because it is a universal principle that doing bad deeds will be punished. It is Heaven’s compassion that such things are punished.

Head Prison Guard Shielded Me From Beatings

Prison guards in forced labor camps realized that practitioners have high moral standards. They said they beat and swore at Falun Dafa practitioners because they did not know much about them in the early years of the persecution. Now, even guards have stopped treating prisoners badly. They know doing that is uncivilized and will bring them karma which they will be punished for. For the sake of their children and elderly parents, they want to accumulate virtue and do good deeds. Guards became friendly and civilized wherever there are practitioners.

When these guards are on duty or are unhappy with something at home, they talk to practitioners and confide in them about family conflicts, family relationships, their children in school, and so on. Practitioners advise them from the perspective of Dafa’s teachings. The guards then become clear and they are able to let go of resentment, treat others with kindness, and realize one will incur karma if they pursue something that does not belong to them. The most important thing is virtue.

They detained me by myself for fear I would influence others. As a result, guards often asked me for a chat. Every time I clarified the facts and sincerely asked them to quit the CCP, they would agree.

When I found it unbearable, I would shout, “Falun Dafa is great! Truthfulness, Compassion, Forbearance is great! Heaven will eliminate the CCP! Quit the CCP and you will be blessed!” People would then run in frantically and push me down. Countless hands covered my mouth. One time when I shouted “Falun Dafa is good,” several regular male guards who were on patrol ran in to stop me. Unexpectedly, the head guard protected me with her body so that no one could touch me. She covered my head with one hand so that it would not be injured. When everyone left, she pulled up and we sat on the bed. She was stunned, and her face was pale. She put her hand on my leg and then left. Two prisoners saw my mouth covered in blood and wept in fear. “Why cause yourself such suffering?” they asked. I was calm.

A plump, elderly guard often came to spend time with me. She was not afraid of being punished by her superiors for being with a practitioner. One morning, she scowled, “I just started work and officer so and so said bad things about you. I stopped her and said, ‘What’s wrong with her shouting Falun Dafa is good, if it leads to the collapse of the Party? I get a headache whenever I come to this place [a labor camp] and only feel better after chatting to them [Dafa practitioners].’”

Please Stop Persecuting Falun Dafa

Every life is precious, whatever your occupation. The CCP uses police officers on the front line to persecute practitioners, lying to them that Falun Dafa is evil and inciting hatred. If you analyze things, you will realize they are all lies.

I hope you can face this persecution with a clear understanding and not get involved in it. There are many positions in the police department that uphold justice. Dafa is saving people amid chaos in the world. It is everyone’s wish to return to their origin through the Fa. Don’t be lost in this world.