The third day of Infernal Affairs.

Wang Doudou felt that his life had gone on a fork in the road.

He had never imagined that his life would be like this.

He thought that he might make enough money in the big city to go back to his hometown to build a house, marry a daughter-in-law, and have children, and his life would be like so many others in the village.

He also thought that he might get rich overnight, buy the best house in the center of the bustling metropolis, drive the most expensive car, and eat many, many things he had never eaten before.

Or was a famous director who took a fancy to his acting talent, starred in movies, and became famous, like Zhou Xingxing.

Only, this is not the case.

In a dark abandoned factory, he can't see the sun, and every day he waits like a maggot for news of a possible dispatch, and he has to worry that he may be found out at any time and killed.

He's not afraid of death, just as he's not really stupid.

He was also afraid of death.

He also wanted to live a little longer.

He was only eighteen years old.

I haven't had a girlfriend yet.

It's best to have a girlfriend like Cecilia Cheung, although she has now been hacked into a bad pen, but when she and Zhou Xingxing stand together, she is really beautiful.

But he doesn't regret it.

Because of friends.

It is also because of justice that there is absolutely no way to retreat.

But is this justice?

Wang Doudou occasionally thinks this when he is bored after eating the food that tastes good stuffed in through the cracks in the factory gate.

Forget it.

Ah Xin can't die in vain.

"Taste, lock it up, and the thunder torture is also messed with them on the table?" Wang Doudou looked at the only old-fashioned TV in the entire abandoned factory that could be used for entertainment, and listlessly asked about the fireworks next to him.

Well, Hanabi is the guy with particularly muscular legs who can fly around the city.

Wang Doudou and he have already exchanged names, in fact, they are also friends in distress.

"Me?" Hanabi also seems to be distracted, presumably because the funny show on the dilapidated TV is so boring.

He smiled, a little tired, and said, "Maybe I think life is too boring." ”

Is that so?

Wang Doudou was undercover, of course, in their eyes, he was forced to join this inexplicable organization.

But, fireworks, he chose it, he was obviously messed in that day.

It doesn't matter which side it is, why save that person?

"I, before, was a small salesman, except for work all day, I just sleeped, I was very tired, and I didn't know what I should do in the future." Hanabi showed a confused expression, but only for a moment, he laughed again, "I just think that I should change myself, it's good now, it's just ......"

There is just no freedom.

It's been a long time since I've been flying over the city, that unfettered air.

Hanabi put her hands on her head and leaned back against her old chair, looking at the ceiling.

Is it really the right one?

"Those people really didn't tell you to do anything?" He asked suddenly.

"Gods and demons?" Wang Doudou pretended not to hear clearly.

"Nothing."

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The third day of Infernal Affairs.

Ah He has been sent to keep an eye on Ni Yuping.

Wang Doudou also has no news for the time being.

Zeng Jingheng: They seemed to be a little idle all of a sudden.

But just as they were having breakfast at the original tea restaurant, trouble caught their way.

"Brother Lai, what a coincidence, you also come for breakfast?" A sharp young man with his hair turned into a mohican, with a group of men and women who seemed to be unkind, walked up to Brother Lai.

However, their temperament is not as wild as that of club members, but a bit of a dignified and domineering manner.

It should be the Hong Kong police.

And sure enough.

"Sir, if you have something to say, you can just say it, I still have to eat with my friends." Brother Lai said unhurriedly to the menacing policeman in front of him, and he also picked up a tissue on the side and wiped his mouth slightly.

"Your friend?" The young man of Moxican was aggressive, glanced at Zeng Jingheng and them with a look of scorn, and laughed, laughing a little bit from the bottom of his heart, "Why haven't I seen it, with a fresh face." ”

"Ah sir, there are more than 6 million people in Hong Kong, do you have to know everyone, do you still have to check their documents?" Brother Lai looked like a person who had been in the scene for a long time, and in the face of the aggressiveness of this policeman, he fought back.

"That's not necessary, come to brother your friend, how dare I investigate." The Mohican youth's expression softened a little, and he dragged a chair in his hand, sat down, and said, "But what happened on your territory recently, do you want to explain?" ”

"What's going on on my turf?" Brother Lai is naturally pretending to be stupid, and in the recent series of things, it will become more troublesome for the police to intervene.

"Brother Lai, there is no impermeable wall in this world, so many people have died, there must be an explanation." In the last two sentences, he deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that his volume was too high and would be heard by the other diners in this noisy tea restaurant.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, Sir Huang." Brother Lai still smiled, but his smile was a little cold.

This policeman is a little confused.

"Brother Lai, do you want me to report the points jù to you, maybe, what will you remember?" The Mohican policeman, surnamed Huang, was also smiling, looking full of confidence.

"Huang Shaotian, do you think you have seized the opportunity?" Brother Lai's words were no longer polite, and he began to call the policeman's full name.

"Brother Lai, I don't understand what you're talking about." This time, he said it differently.

"Huang Shaotian, when your father was here, he couldn't do anything to Brother Xiao, and now it's even more impossible to replace you, don't be naïve, be your policeman, lest you ......" Brother Lai lowered his voice, approached him, and spit out the words behind, "Die too fast." ”

"Hahaha." Huang Shaotian laughed suddenly, "Brother Lai, you are so humorous, I will come to ask you again, so don't disturb you and your friends for breakfast, goodbye." ”

As he spoke, he stood up and left.

"Brother Lai." Zeng Jingheng put down the teacup in his hand.

"Small role, it's okay." Brother Lai waved his hand, signaling that it was okay.

"I don't think so." Li Wei shook his head, "Brother Tian, why don't you go and take a look?" ”

Yang Tian, who was eating a bowl of wonton, paused, picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, said hello and got up and walked out.

The puzzle.

It's really getting bigger.