In the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station Inspector's Office, Su King-yin is sitting in a chair and reading today's China Hong Kong Daily.

"Boss, police officer number PC617 Li Ming is reporting to you!" The office door was pushed open, and a young plainclothes agent came to the door of the office with an old man and a young man, and saluted Su Jingxian with a serious look.

Su Jingxian raised his head and glanced at the other party, and said a little helplessly: "Brother Zheng, you don't have fun with me!" ”

Li Mingzheng, a young man in plainclothes, smiled, let go of his body to reveal an old man and a young man beside him, and said to Su Jingxian: "Ah Xian, this uncle said that there is something important to trouble you, you two should know each other, right?" ”

Su Jingxian looked at the two people standing at the door, and a smile appeared on his face: "Master Sun, how did you find here?" Come in and sit. ”

Li Mingzheng saw that Su Jingxian knew someone who came, and raised his chin at him: "If someone brings me, I'll go first." ”

As soon as he turned around, as if he remembered something, he turned back and came to Su Jingxian's desk, and his voice was a little lowered: "I forgot to tell you, I heard that two dead bodies were fished up from the wharf in Wan Chai District, Sheung Wan, and their entire faces were scratched, and the siblings suspected that it was related to the knife hand who attacked the boss." ”

Su Jingxian raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Two corpses? ”

"Well, the guy who came back to report the wind said that both corpses were adult males, but it's only a suspicion now." Li Mingzheng looked back at the old and young people standing at the door, smiled at them and nodded, then turned his face to Su Jingxian and continued, "Anyway, I think these two corpses are not simple, after all, the revenge of the rivers and lakes will not lead to a shaved face, if it is really the murderer who kills people, the four knife hands have died three now, this single case ......"

Su Jingxian's fingers gently tapped on the table, shook his head and said: "Let's talk about it when I see the corpse first, let the guy who drove to pick up Mr. Liu last time go with him, he met with those knife hands, and see if he can find any clues." ”

Li Mingzheng nodded: "Then I'll go now, go first." ”

"Brother Hard." Su Jingxian saw that Li Mingzheng was turning to leave, so he set his eyes on the two men at the door, an old man and a young man, "I'm sorry, Master Sun, I've kept you waiting for a long time." ”

In the office, Sun Lianyin, the heir of Baimei Fist in the Kowloon Walled Martial Arts Hall, and his apprentice Wei Shixun sat on chairs, both of them looking slightly restrained.

"Inspector Su, although I promise you to have a boxing match, the purpose is to let Baimei Boxing be known by more people." Sun Lianyin sat upright, but his voice was a little eager: "But listen to my apprentice, in the past two days, several newspapers have published news, saying that our Baimei Boxing is too arrogant to play the authentic signboard of Nanquan, Inspector Su, you know, our Baimei Boxing definitely does not mean this......"

"Understood, understood." Su Jingxian pressed his hand and said with a smile, "Master Sun, don't be nervous, I'm just the acting inspector, just call me Ah Xian." ”

After seeing that Sun Lianyin relaxed a little, Su Jingxian continued: "Actually, I'm not afraid to tell Master Sun honestly, now the news about Baimeiquan published in the newspapers outside is somewhat related to the China Hong Kong Daily I founded. ”

Hearing that the recent news of Bai Meiquan's arrogance in the newspaper was related to Su Jingxian's China Hong Kong Daily, Sun Lianyin's face was even more anxious, and he was about to speak, but Wei Shixun, the apprentice next to him, gently pulled his sleeve.

"Mr. Su, my master is illiterate and doesn't understand the media, but I know that newspapers need big news to increase sales." Wei Shixun looked at Su Jingxian and said slowly, "Our Baimei Boxing is now being scolded for being arrogant, and Mr. Su's China Hong Kong Daily, as the organizer of the boxing competition, must have attracted a large number of readers, but it doesn't seem very appropriate for you to do this." ”

Although Sun Lianyin on the side did not speak, he also nodded, obviously agreeing with the apprentice's statement.

Su Jingxian smiled, this young man named Wei Shixun was in his twenties, although he looked calm at this time, and he was not in a hurry when he spoke, but Su Jingxian found that his two hands were tightly grasping the corners of his clothes, and his nervous emotions were unconsciously revealed.

After all, he is a poor man from the bottom who came out of the walled city, and Su Jingxian's two identities as acting detective and the boss of the Zhonggang newspaper are unattainable for him, and what he said just now has made his heart beat a lot faster.

"Relax, I'm a businessman and not a bad policeman, and now everyone is working together, it's normal to have a problem clearly, so nervous?" Su Jingxian picked up the cigarette case on the table and threw it into Wei Shixun's arms, "Eat only cigarettes, I'm worried that you are pushing too hard, and your fingers are clutching the shirt on your body!" ”

Seeing that his pretending to be calm was seen through by Su Jingxian, Wei Shixun coughed a little embarrassed, let go of the hand holding the corner of his clothes and picked up the cigarette case, and the knuckles of his fingers were slightly white.

Su Jingxian can actually understand the nervous feeling of the master and apprentice at this time, as if he saw Yao Mu not long ago, even if he is a human being in two lives, Su Jingxian is still shocked by the momentum that Yao Mu inadvertently revealed last time.

Smiling and shaking his head, Su Jingxian explained to the two: "That's the case, Master Sun, because we not only want to make Baimei Fist famous this time, but also plan to donate all the ticket proceeds for charity, so before the boxing match is not held, we need a little news to create a topic, which I hope Master Sun can understand." ”

Seeing that Sun Lianyin's face was still a little puzzled, Su Jingxian patiently explained all aspects of newspaper distribution and dissemination today, as well as how many readers and viewers will be attracted by the topicality brought by the authenticity of Baimei Fist Southern Boxing.

Even after talking and analogizing, Sun Lianyin finally understood what Su Jingxian meant, and heard that he was going to take out the ticket money for charity, Sun Lianyin's face softened a little, and after a moment of silence, he sighed: "Compared with the reputation of Baimeiquan, it is indeed much more important to do good deeds, if you can help people, it is nothing if Baimeiquan's reputation is damaged." ”

Su Jingxian asked himself if he didn't have such a high ideological consciousness as Sun Lianyin, and said with a smile: "Master Sun, don't worry, this time we have to do good deeds, and the reputation of Baimei Boxing will also be raised, and I promise that I will never let the reputation of Baimei Boxing be damaged." ”

When he said this, he took out a sample newspaper in the drawer that the China and Hong Kong Daily would prepare for printing and distribution tomorrow, walked in front of the master and apprentice, and handed the newspaper to Wei Shixun: "The last time I heard Master Sun mention the history of Baimei Boxing, I think the signboard of Nanquan is not arrogant at all, and now Baimei Boxing is not famous in Hong Kong, and it is really a loss for the Hong Kong martial arts community." ”

Wei Shixun, who had studied private school for a year, took the newspaper and read it word by word, the gloom on his face dissipated little by little, and after he read the full headline, he couldn't help but stand up.

"Mr. Su, it turns out that you are really making a name for Bai Mei Boxing!" Wei Shixun excitedly handed the newspaper to Master Sun Lianyin and explained, "Master, Mr. Su has published the deeds of Master Gong in this newspaper, as well as the origin of the plaque in our martial arts hall. ”

Although Sun Lianyin was illiterate, when he heard his apprentice's words, he couldn't help but hold the model newspaper with trembling hands at this time, and his face showed excitement.