A complex with a distinctly colonial style.

Not far from the head office of the Hong Kong Marine Police, on the corner of an old building.

A man in a single suit, ripped jeans, and old sneakers.

With a toothpick in his mouth, a radio earplug in his ear, and a salty wet magazine in his creaky socket.

This man was leaning against the wall, looking intently at the horse scripture in his hand.

SIR, WHO PATROLS THE STREETS, SWEEPS HIS EYES AND NEVER STOPS AT SUCH PEOPLE.

The first characteristic of Ah SIR on the street for interrogation: small flat head.

This kind of ecstatic hairstyle, in Hong Kong in this era, first represents smuggling, and the second represents mainlanders.

The third deputy, which represents a kind of military uniform, must first turn on the walkie-talkie to report to the headquarters before going forward for interrogation, explaining the characteristics of the interrogator's clothing. On behalf of the gun holster, the hand should be open, and the gun should be lanyarded.

When interrogating this kind of person, only one person is allowed to step forward, one person is on guard on the spot, and the walkie-talkie must be on the phone at all times.

Because the third deputy, for the big circle, for the machine gun, for the grenade.

Tsim Sha Tsui is a bustling commercial area full of watch shops and gold shops.

Daquan likes to visit gold shops and watch stores, but he doesn't like to give money.

The surroundings are densely covered with plainclothes piles, and there are Hong Kong mobile units that rarely appear in movies.

The main force to fight against the provincial and Hong Kong flag soldiers, the blue hat.

This is a riot relief force in the eyes of Hong Kong citizens, but it is the first opponent of the enemy in the big circle.

Because this unit has armored vehicles, excellent bulletproof capabilities, and rich experience in blocking people.

The washing of the shop is the time difference, and the action plan must be completed within the police mobilization period.

It must be washed during this period, and it will be abandoned after the time out.

The time allotted to each gold shop is only 30 seconds to 2 minutes.

Not afraid of fighting, afraid of encirclement.

The elite in the big circle is not interested in hostages, so they can only break through to the death.

Once blocked, it is easy to break.

Military uniforms are military dogs, sniffing. The blue hat is a barricade, a siege. The Flying Tigers are sharp knives, attacking fortifications.

The big circle is not afraid of military uniforms, not afraid of the Flying Tigers, and is most annoyed by being surrounded. Not afraid of thin-skinned assault vehicles, not afraid of heavy firepower tanks, the most annoying and nimble armored vehicles.

The blue hat is very cunning, on the surface there are two teams for training, two teams for Kowloon, one team for the New Territories, and one team for Hong Kong Island. Secretly changed guards frequently, and when he received a wire report, he laid an ambush in advance, vowing to block the big circle.

The small flat head was affected by the big circle.

He's not here to rob the gold shop.

The patrolling Ah SIR swept his eyes with a sweep of the salty wet guy, and the sloppy man who concentrated on studying the Horse Sutra was Xiao Pingtou.

He came to Hong Kong for a week after coming off the black-skinned smuggling ship, and it took him three days to step on the spot.

Most of the preparatory work was spent on eliminating the misunderstanding of Xiao Pingtou by the Hong Kong police.

At this time, the small flat head, thick sideburns, fashionable ear-covering and fluffy hairstyle, a little hunched back, swaying three times and shaking four times, looking at the surroundings with fluttering eyes, hanging.

At first glance, he is a bad gambler with little culture, kidney water deficiency, and I don't know how much money I owe to Guili.

“… PD7259, Salisbury Crossing, suspected of a gathering of community members, take a look. ”

“… PD7259 received and is on its way, oh wow. ”

The earbuds came from a radio program that was not like Ma Jing, and the spread-spectrum walkie-talkie in Xiao Pingtou's arms was synchronized with the police frequency band to receive police communications at all times.

Xiao Pingtou was still concentrating on reading the Book of Horses, and from time to time he glanced at the corner of the street with his spare eyes.

He's waiting for someone.

The man got off the boat every day and used to eat a bowl of beef offal noodles at a food stall here. Only this Shandong food stall owner will serve whole garlic and garlic paste to the customer, and the amount of noodles is also the largest.

Occurrence time: 8:25 a.m. to 35 a.m.

Location: The western end of Canton Road and Salisbury Road, connecting to the three-way junction of the Star Ferry Pier.

Distance: seventy-two steps.

That person will be on this path in fifteen minutes.

His mission, to send the man on his way......

……

The target appears.

This is a middle-aged man, slightly blessed.

Kick high-end leather shoes, the toe cap and upper are shiny, but the side of the shoe is dirty.

Hair is greasy and shiny.

The wide, thin cuffs of the suit were rolled up above the elbows, revealing the yellow gold watch on the arms.

On one hand wearing a gold watch, there are three rings, one emerald and two gold, but the nails are not maintained.

There are three circles of gold chains around his neck, and there is a gold Buddha medal, but there are wrinkled sweat lines on his neck.

One word is vulgar, two words are rich, and the word nouveau riche.

There is no shortage of such owners on the gambling ship, and they like this kind of people the most.

The target has the appearance of an upstart, with a high-spirited and exposed temperament.

Only when you are tired and relaxed to eat noodles, those eyes that will flash disdain from time to time will temporarily calm down.

Xiao Pingtou didn't disturb the man eating noodles, but just stared at the watch on his wrist, and at 8:40 sharp, he glanced at the street corner in the distance.

In less than a minute, half a white square front turned out from there.

A light truck with a bucket full of chicken coops turns around the corner every day at this time and accelerates all the way.

Xiao Pingtou retracted his gaze and walked in the direction of the food stall.

When the target person eats, it is the moment when he puts down the mask and returns to his instinctive state.

After putting the mask back on, he was in a state of alert again.

The place where the little flat head and the middle-aged man staggered by, fifteen steps away from the food stall.

As soon as the target put on the mask again, the salty wet magazine that was caught in the creaky pit of the little flat head fell off.

The middle-aged man subconsciously lowered his head to look at the fallen magazine, and there was a sudden warning in his heart, the corners of his eyes flickered, but it was too late to react.

"Smack!"

A horse book folded into strips, whipped on the side of the middle-aged man's head.

"Oh!"

The middle-aged man planted forward, as if he wanted to help someone pick up a magazine, Xiao Pingtou thanked the other party at the same time, clenched his fist and thumb protruded, and in the cover of the wide suit, he covered the third rib of the middle-aged man's left chest and hit it hard.

The middle-aged man's heart contracted violently, his blood control disorder was disordered, and his eyes were uncontrollably planted forward.

Xiao Pingtou held his left hand, and his right hand went around the back of the opponent's head, and slammed the man's cerebellum on the palm side. The latter lost control of his functions on the spot, was physiologically locked, and fell into a conscious coma.

One or two blows is a blink of an eye.

Even the passers-by who were walking in a hurry next to him only saw the nouveau riche picking up magazines for the salty wet guy, and when he bent over, he stumbled, and the salty wet guy on the opposite side helped him.

Xiao Pingtou helped the middle-aged man to move towards the side of the road.

"Bang!"

The light truck on the opposite side came speeding up, and the car passed by the person once, and only after a disc on the way did it slam on the brakes, and the rear wheel was crushed twice.

A stack of chicken coops collapsed and fell by inertia, and the middle-aged man's pupils dilated.

With the screeching sound of brakes, bursts of exclamations came from the side of the road.

The crowd first scattered like a wave of water, then stopped, and then slowly gathered around. From a certain distance, he looked at the scene of the accident curiously.

The person hit was in a stretched and lateral state, and there was no instinctive curl up to protect him when in distress.

Broilers all over the ground "cluck" and walk around, and from time to time their wings fly up short distances.

A black, thin driver jumped out of the car and was looking at the injured with a sad face.

The driver of the live chicken is very pitiful, he is innocent, he does not know Xiao Pingtou, nor does he know the person who was hit.

But he was a Vietnamese refugee, so he didn't dare to make a mistake, and he didn't hit someone with the brakes, but put on the gas.

The driver of a long-distance passenger transport of a truck passes the unspoken rules, and if he hits someone, he will be crushed to death.

Pay a share of the dead man's money, so as not to accompany the injured person for the rest of his life.

Therefore, those who touch porcelain never look for trucks and long-distance buses.

On the autopsy report, there will be no traces of external intervention.

Even a Vietnamese driver would think that he killed the middle-aged man.

It was a murder in broad daylight, but the deceased apparently died in an accident.

On the field, it was soon filled with a circle of people......

……

Tai O Fishing Village South.

A small plateau near the sea, with dense woods, a human-shaped path winds its way north and south by the sea.

On the trail, Xiao Pingtou carried a suitcase in his right hand, and walked briskly towards the north.

On his left hand side is the sea, and on his right hand side is the edge of the woodland.

"It's a connoisseur."

On an old tree in the forest, the voice of a person is faint.

A sniper rifle without any scope, hidden behind sparse foliage, not an inch exposed.

It was an old 56 and a half, with a notched gun, and it was used by a sniper of some class who had retired from the battlefield.

"It smells like a whistle."

The rustling sound of electricity came from the headphones, "Can't take a shot?" ”

"One hundred steps, the cadence has changed at least seven points, the amount is not easy to find, and the shooting boundary will come out three times, but I am not sure."

The sniper hiding in the tree definitely concluded, "He has feelings." ”

"It's okay to be scared away."

The voice in the headphones was a little muffled, "Leave it here, I have a stomach ache at night." ”

"Yes, who doesn't want their comrades to have a good end, I hope this bear soldier doesn't unpack."

The sniper's tone was calm and relaxed, "He took the box away, I shouldn't have seen it." He doesn't unpack and drinks at night. ”

"My wife just got pregnant, and I begged for peace in vain, and it was really difficult to have a good relationship with the Buddha."

The voice from the headphones was full of helplessness: "...... My shooting world lit up. ”

……

A mountain trail next to a small hill forest.

A Toyota babe stalled and in a static standstill with the cab windows wide open.

In the back seat were three shovels piled up, and a long stack of bags stacked like tents.

The driver, co-pilot, plus the back seat, a total of three people.

The two middle-aged people in the front seat have a calm temperament, with a look on their faces, all of them are ruthless, and at first glance they are the kind of people that O Ji focuses on.

In the back seat, a young man in his twenties, with a bone nail in his left ear, and his eyes are difficult to hide, he is a rising star of the club.

The young man with bone nails stayed in the car for a few hours, it was too boring, he stretched out his head to the front seat and leaned back, his face was respectful: "Uncle Cai, get out of the car and pee?" ”

"There's a urine in the car."

Uncle Cai, the co-pilot, stretched out his right arm and opened the rear seat door a crack, "Don't get out of the car." ”

"What is this, is it a red business? What does it mean to clean it up with a 'bang' and leave with a 'pop'? ”

The bone nail young man nodded resignedly, no longer mentioned the matter of peeing, took out a box of Bai Wan and popped one out, lit it in his mouth, and spit it out: "Brother Nan, Uncle Cai, teach me." ”

The driver was Brother Nan, he didn't look back, he raised his eyes in the rearview mirror, and the smiling young man smiled: "Feizai, do you know that your Uncle Cai turned out to be a chatterbox, and he is curious about why hens don't have men and lay eggs?" ”

…… (To be continued.) )