So, what is this?"

Behind his desk, the police chief of the windmill district was hunched into his couch seat with a face full of yīn, and in front of him stood the blue-nosed and swollen Sergeant Tiger, the black mask who had tried to lead the team to kill the lonely man in the middle of the night the day before, and he was now piling a monitor screen with a heavy USB stick in front of his boss.

"Our chance, Director. Sergeant Tiger pulled the slightly obstructive bandage hanging around his neck, and then clicked on the screen that was in a suspended state, with a hoarse sound of electromagnetic adjustment, in the picture, countless surveillance screens formed by editing and splicing showed an extremely absurd drama (qíng) in front of the director: A man crouching on the roof of a speeding car just drew his knife and slashed into the air in a posture like an ancient samurai in a film and television drama, and the motorcycle team behind the vehicle suddenly overturned and flew collectively, scraping several extremely dazzling sparks on the dark road.

"If your brain breaks, I can grant you a few days off. The director propped his elbows on the table, his hands crossed against his chin, "Listen to Tiger, I don't know what medicine you took wrong, I've turned a blind eye to the fact that you used the police station to arm resources privately, and I also want to believe that the injury on your face is the so-called [drunk and fell down the stairs of your house] This kind of rotten reason, but, listen, don't trouble me again, and don't fool me with this kind of garbage stuff that has not been done with special effects!" Just dealing with those emerging forces in the past few days is enough for Lao Tzu to be anxious......"

"Five million. Before the director could finish speaking, Tiger slapped the table forcefully and quickly threw out a large number that would interrupt the former's speech.

"What did you say?" the director was slightly stunned, and an undisguised greedy glint immediately appeared in the gap between the eyes of the fat (ròu), "If I'm not mistaken, what do you mean by five million...... Money?"

"There's still a chance to make your way up, Director. Seeing the other party's virtue, Tiger cursed in his heart, but he had to continue to maintain a sincere look on his face, "The man standing on the roof of the car in the picture, I don't know if the director has any impression?"

"Uh...... How do I know this? If you have something to say, just say it, don't sell it!" the chief scratched his head and stared at the picture on the screen for a moment, and then said angrily under Sheriff Tiger's smiling (ròu) eyes.

After being the police chief of the windmill district for more than ten years, he can't even recognize the face of a highest-ranking wanted criminal.

Sergeant Tiger sneered imperceptibly, as a former top student of the police academy, he has never had any respect for the current director who came to the position with a money trading official position, but because he was also a member of the bribery black police, and the director distributed him a large share of the stolen money, Tiger would be willing to lower (shēn) Duan and be subordinate. I saw that he cleared his throat at this time and began to explain to the director:

"This man's name is Lonely Gate Long Night, one of the people who beared the name of [Seven Heroes] during the war, that is, ...... Nine years ago, the mastermind who assassinated Phoenix, the current head of the Ring Bureau!"

"What?!" Shēn shook suddenly, "How can the Seven Heroes be on my territory? What is he doing here!"

"Don't get excited, please note that it's the [original] Seven Masters. Seeing that the other party was so panicked, Tiger was secretly amused in his heart, and then continued, "It's not as good as his former status, he is now just a wanted criminal who has to work in the gang in order to survive, I took my brothers out the day before yesterday just to arrest him, but I accidentally let him run away by playing tricks, and injured two brothers......"

"That doesn't matter. The director waved his fat hand, and immediately asked eagerly, "Tell me first, what does the five million just now have to do with him?"

"Well...... Don't hide it from the director, I originally planned to do it myself, after all, the wanted notice given above clearly said [whether dead or alive], but as you can see, with the skills of a few of us, it is still a little bit worse to catch him, and you have to take action yourself, Director!" Sergeant Tiger rubbed his hands together while quietly observing the other party's face. Of course, he didn't expect this fat-brained guy to really plan any arrest plan, all he wanted was the operational resources of the entire police station in the other party's hands.

Although the "five million ......" was slapped by his subordinates lightly, the director was obviously more persistent in the huge amount of money, and seeing this, Sergeant Tiger had no choice but to explain: "Director, this is a serious wanted criminal who has committed a major crime of treason, and Lord Phoenix has a thorn in his eye, and he even left a scar directly on Lord Phoenix!" His Majesty the Emperor has not been to the court for many years, and all major affairs are under the jurisdiction of Lord Phoenix, just imagine, if the director can successfully arrest this guy, and serve God, and get the appreciation of the big celebrity in front of the emperor, isn't this kind of opportunity a reward that is far higher than five million?"

At the very least, after catching the lonely door for a long night, I can definitely get the millions of dollars in his hand, as for you...... Heh, even if you can really get favor and mix into the imperial capital to serve, you will soon be seen through as a waste, right?

"Hmm...... It makes sense, although the money is not bad, but sure enough, the higher you sit, the more you have a head. After thinking about it, the director clapped his hands violently, and then laughed and said, "After Vest died, I was still worried that the yacht money had not been paid, this is good, it is really a great gift from heaven! Very good, very good! Tiger, after I go to the imperial capital to take office, my current position will be yours! But ...... Uh, what, I still have official business (shēn), I'm too busy, you can take full responsibility for this operation for me, and I'll notify the people below to be in command later, just for the future governor to practice your hands!"

Oh, I knew it.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and Tiger bowed his head respectfully and said, "Then I will wish the director of the bureau a prosperous official now, if there is nothing else, I will go to assemble the team members first, rude." With that, Tiger slammed the door without looking back, and disappeared into the hallway outside the door with the sound of distant footsteps.

"The master is right, greed is always the best reins to control human beings. ”

In the quiet office, the director, who had been maintaining a strange pause since Tiger walked out of the door, suddenly opened his mouth and let out a sharp voice that was completely opposite to Fang Cai, and then, the subtle sound of the zipper slowly played, from top to bottom, I saw the director's fat (shēn) body half-lying on the sofa at this time like a heavy cotton suit, and then, a graceful and enchanting (shēn) Shadow danced softly, whirling out of the director's abdomen, embraced and danced with a colorful skeleton painted in heavy makeup.

"Lonely Night, O human being recognized by your master, what is the difference between you?" Even without musical accompaniment, the enchanting (shēn) shadow still tread the imaginary beat, and with a classic tango (shēn) movement, her gaze was fixed on the surveillance screen on the table, and the knife-wielding man in the picture.

"Let me inject more profound (rè) (qíng) into this boring dance!"

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