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If you don't help, then I'll do it myself, isn't it just a small hair salon, at most, I will go to the police in person if I am complained by most of the men in the entire Da Ya Continent.

It's almost two o'clock this toss, it's very hot outside, and there are few people, the whole village is very quiet, tidy up the clothes Chen Ji went straight to the police station in Dayazhou Village.

I thought so before I went out, but after going out, Chen Ji regretted a little, not regretting calling the police but regretting the time he chose to go out.

The sun is shining, Chen Ji suspects that he knocks an egg on the cement road and may even turn it into an omelette directly, at this time, it is estimated that no one will make a miss, wouldn't it be better to call the police when it is cooler in the afternoon?

Having already come out of the capital, what's the use of thinking so much at this time? Complaining to himself Chen Ji could only walk towards the police station with difficult steps, from the third slope to the first slope, although the downhill road is easy to walk, but in such a hot weather, when Chen Ji came to the first slope street, he was already sweating profusely.

The door of the supermarket was open, and Chen Ji was not in a hurry to go to the police station, he directly took two popsicles, stuffed them into his mouth, and the whole person seemed to float to heaven, that one was cool.

Seeing Chen Ji stuffing a popsicle in his mouth and looking happy, the waiter sitting at the door of the supermarket also asked curiously while eating a popsicle: "Village chief, what are you running out to do this day?"

He didn't believe that Chen Ji just came to buy a popsicle, otherwise he would have left after buying it, and it was absolutely impossible for him to stay here and look around.

How can I tell him what I want to do? Chen Ji casually responded and began to change the topic: "If you have something, help me pack a few bags and I'll go back and put them in the refrigerator." ”

Many ice cream popsicles here in Hong Kong City are produced in China, especially the ordinary ones of three and five yuan, but this price also makes Chen Ji frown, a popsicle costs two Hong Kong dollars, which is only five cents in China!

The exchange rate between RMB and Hong Kong dollar is 1:1.169, the standard of living in Hong Kong City is high, this is still a remote island village, in a place like Kowloon, wouldn't a popsicle cost three or four Hong Kong dollars?

Although it is not his own business, the owner is his uncle, so he is happy to be able to sell things and waiters. Speaking of which, he is about the same age as Chen Ji, but he dropped out of school early and his family was not worried about letting him go to sea, so he has been helping his uncle all the time.

Threw 1,000 Hong Kong dollars to the waiter, stuffed it directly into his trouser pocket, and went straight to the police station with a cough, the waiter looked curious, what was the good village chief doing at the police station?

The Da Ya Chau Police Station is not what Yau Ma Tei Police Station, what outlying island police station, this is not a high-rise building, the problem of funding is the Da Ya Chau Police Station is five or six dilapidated houses, two police cars one is modern in the 90s, and the other is a Mazda that I don't know where to buy it, both cars have a characteristic, that is, old antiques, with a history of at least ten years.

In fact, there is really not much need for this car, Da Ya Zhou is so big, and the traffic is still on that road, there are really fugitives who go directly to the old forest to hide, not to mention that the car is a motorcycle and is directly scrapped.

On such a hot day, there will be no one working at the police station, after all, no one will come to visit anything in remote places, and if someone comes, there must be someone on the dock to report the news.

The door of the police station is swaying open, and it is very similar to the township police station that you see in the mainland, the police station of the poor township.

Thinking of this, Chen Ji really has a familiar feeling, the township police station in the mainland is five or six bungalows, the director's office, the conference room, the household registration room plus the police officer's office, the dormitory and the interrogation room.

The outside of the police station is well painted, after all, it represents the judicial organs, and the tattered ones are not like words, and when I enter the door, I think it must be during my lunch break, and I don't know whose two or three geese are running around in the compound, and I am not afraid to see Chen Ji, and I clucked to warn Chen Ji that this is my own territory.

There are half rows of bungalows on both sides of the gate of the police station, a row opposite, and a compound in the middle, because the place of Dayazhou is big enough, the police station naturally occupies a large area, at least more than 1,000 square meters, the police station sergeant's office and conference room are empty, and it took a long time to find the sleeping police officer in the lounge.

Deng Weixiong was born in the Kowloon neighborhood, his father is a gambler, and the gambler who gambles nine times out of ten can be said to be able to cultivate a police academy graduate It can be said that it is completely the credit of Deng Weixiong's mother, but in order to hide money for her son to go to school over the years, Deng Weixiong's mother has indeed been beaten no less.

It was not easy to see his son come out, but because of the identity of the gambler's father, Deng Weixiong's development was directly delayed, there was no relationship, there was no way, and there was a father who stayed at the gambling table all the year round, Deng Weixiong didn't go to a remote place like Da Ya Zhou? Fortunately, Deng Weixiong was also cheerful, and if he was remote, he would be more remote, and there would be more opportunities for meritorious service!

There are indeed many opportunities for meritorious service in Da Ya Chau, but ...... That has to be the ability to do that. Smugglers, drug traffickers, and arms traders, which of these is easy to deal with? Just rely on the small revolver in his hand and fight with those micro punches and automatic rifles?

Deng Weixiong didn't expect the second meeting with Chen Ji, and Chen Ji gave him a big credit, although he was very dissatisfied with disturbing his nap Deng Weixiong was very dissatisfied at the beginning.

In the police station office, Chen Ji and Deng Weixiong sat opposite each other:

"Are you sure those two Vietnamese were trafficked?"

Deng Weixiong, who was a little excited but still a little distrustful, made Chen Ji nod helplessly, this was the third time he had asked, and he had made it clear for the third time that what he said was right.

"How do you know ......"

Deng Weixiong was still ready to get to the bottom of it, but after thinking about it, he still didn't ask, how could this kind of thing be known, it must have been said by two Vietnamese people themselves, as for why they told Chen Ji...... is familiar with such a place at a young age, is it possible that the teenagers in the mainland are already so precocious?

Although Chen Ji didn't know what Deng Weixiong was thinking, he could see from his expression that he explained very seriously: "I only know about this matter occasionally, and I don't ...... it."

Deng Weixiong nodded quickly: "I understand, I know, you just knew about this by chance, don't worry, I will help you keep it secret, but are you sure that those two Vietnamese told you the truth?"

Chen Ji is a little decadent, this is really impossible to explain, but it's okay, as long as the other party helps him keep it secret, then think about the rest!

"Whether it's true or not, this industry doesn't allow it!"

This sentence made Deng Weixiong make up his mind, nodded and then tidied up his police uniform, loaded his revolver and prepared to go out.