Kowloon.

Suburbs.

Ten police cars pulled up on the side of the road, and dozens of officers quickly reached a bungalow at the foot of the mountain.

The square is backed by the mountain wall, and the eaves are covered with moss, and at first glance it looks like an old house that has been in disrepair and has been uninhabited for a long time.

Such old houses are often rented by the community and used as temporary warehouses, joint locations, etc. After the old house is demolished, these scenes become rooftops, warehouses, and freezers.

Nothing can escape the laws of economics.

It is much cheaper to rent a dilapidated square meter than to rent a warehouse or building.

"Shyss At this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps beside the woods. Zhuang Shikai held a gun in both hands, took the lead and rushed to the front, ready to shoot at any time.

In the war against criminals, firearms are the first choice, and hand-to-hand combat is the alternative in times of crisis.

No one is so stupid as to put a gun in a pouch forever, and when he meets someone who is skilled, he will come forward to meet his friends with martial arts.

You must know that there is no one on the rivers and lakes who has high martial arts, and who wins and who loses is the key.

Your martial arts skills are only your own business, and your superiors, opponents, and subordinates only care about the result.

Wang Jianjun seems to like to kill people in close quarters, but that is only the style when chopping melons and vegetables, and when he really meets an opponent, he still puts guns first.

Seeing that the path in front of the bungalow was empty, the police officers divided into two teams, all hiding in the woods beside the road, enduring the cutting of leaves and weeds, and cautiously approached forward.

Fortunately, the officers were fully equipped with combat boots and body armor, and they were not scratched or stabbed.

"Tick."

When Zhuang Shikai was twenty meters close to the target, he unleashed his superpower: inspiration detection.

A signal wave centered in his mind, immediately spreading in all directions, and then sweeping across the bungalow.

The thermal structure of the interior of the bungalow immediately unfolded in his mind.

"Attack."

Zhuang Shikai suddenly lowered the muzzle of his gun by two inches and made a gesture to the side.

He knew from the map of inspiration that appeared in his mind that there was no one in the bungalow, so his previous decision to charge forward suddenly became unnecessary.

Therefore, he lowered his gun and handed over the organization of the attack to his subordinates.

This is equivalent to buying a blind box when shopping, and he has already secretly looked at the contents inside, so there is no need to look at it again. Then hand it over to the girl who is shopping together, and let her unpack it herself.

Anyway, everything has already been bought.

You can't help but show her, right?

"Up!" Yuan Haoyun and Li Cangdong saw the chief's gesture, and immediately quickened their pace and led the men and horses to rush to the square.

I saw the police officers surrounding the square, squatting at the window and door with guns.

"Poof!" Yuan Haoyun and Li Cangdong slammed the door with their shoulders, taking the lead and taking the lead in the attack.

I saw the two of them step forward at the same time, and after knocking on the door tacitly, they rolled into the room one left and one right, and then knelt on one knee on the ground, holding guns in both hands and aiming them in the room.

"Whoa!" Then the police officers by the window and the door quickly got up, and dozens of guns were pointed at the room, but the room was empty and there was no one.

"Report sir! No one! Yuan Haoyun put away the gun and shouted with a depressed expression.

Zhuang Shikai walked into the room in a suit with a flat expression: "Search it." ”

He didn't feel much regret or anger about his first action.

First, he recognized that special forces should have this level of anti-reconnaissance capability.

The second is that the inspiration detection has already achieved results.

The third is the indomitable energy in his heart, which makes him not unable to accept failure.

Moreover, as long as the action is still in progress, it cannot be defined as failure.

“yes，sir。” Yuan Haoyun and others put away their guns and led a group of police officers to investigate the scene. Li Cangdong took another group of police officers to be responsible for guarding and investigating the perimeter.

Soon, the results of the investigation inside and outside the house were available.

There were indeed signs of human activity in the room, and it could be judged that it was the day's activity.

For example, cigarettes with cigarette butts that have not yet turned black, instant noodles with soup that have not yet been enzymated, and sofas that have been made.

There are also some footprints and signs of action outside the room.

However, from a cigarette butt on the ground, it can be determined that the target person moved an hour or two ago.

It was likely to be a place for him to rest for a while, and then arranged for a more secluded nest, so he moved ahead of time to avoid being pursued by the police.

"Wrap up." Zhuang Shikai finally threw a new cigarette butt into the instant noodles, leaving a warning mark, and then led the people to turn away.

Since it is an early transfer, there is no problem of internal ghosts or chasing and escaping.

Zhuang Shikai was neither happy nor angry, and closed the team calmly.

He knew that dealing with Wang Jianjun alone was a way to handle the case, and when Wang Jianjun and Wang Bao were tied together, they had to adopt another way of handling the case.

The lone ranger who is not familiar with life is easy to do, so let the brothers search and arrest with all their might, and they can always be scraped out in three or five days, six or seven days. Just scrape it out and kill it!

But when the Lone Ranger and the local bigwigs are combined, it's not so easy to do.

It's hard to scrape it out by scraping people.

There is no other option.

Fortunately, he has an undercover agent by Wang Bao's side, and Wang Jianjun will jump in front of Zhuang Shikai sooner or later.

It's not more than three to five days.

It's not more than a day or two.

Zhuang Shikai still has this patience...

……

After the police closed the team that day, Zhuang Shikai drove back home, and in addition to the police officer on duty, the rest of the brothers also got off work to rest.

Manor Villa, after Zhuang Shikai finished dinner, he stood on the rooftop and smoked, as if he wanted to see something from the night sky.

But he didn't see anything.

Ami could see that he was in a bad mood.

So when she went to bed at night, Ami took the initiative to put her feet on Zhuang Sir's waist, supported her little face, and looked at Ah Kai with a request in her eyes.

Zhuang Shikai was a little depressed because of the death of his buddy, and he didn't have the heart to do things. He put his arm around Ami's neck, then closed his eyes and slept, allowing a small spider that had just nested underground to escape.

The next day.

I spend time in official business during the day.

At night.

Eleven.

The day's work is done.

Started busy with evening business.

At the entrance of a restaurant specializing in white affairs in the western district, a small stall with white cloth was erected, and several police officers in the western district were sitting in their positions to register their names.

I saw people coming and going at the door of the restaurant, but they were not noisy, and even the occasional conversation was whispering, as if they were afraid of disturbing the peace of the deceased.

A police officer in a suit and jacket lowered his head and walked into the restaurant after registering his name and leaving the silk gold.

Today is the white affair between Zhou sir and two police officers, who died in the homicide of the community, and they are diligent and brave heroes. Zhuang sir has to pay for the scenery, and their family has a wallet to go to the restaurant.

In fact, people who know Zhuang Sir know that Zhuang Sir is very righteous. The loss of the police officers who died with him was all done by him. The same is true of several prison guards and police officers who were killed by Wang Jianguo in the last operation.

The subordinates who died in the line of duty were taken care of by Zhuang Ye. Sometimes even if there is a police officer on the mainland side who dies or dies unexpectedly, Zhuang Ye will send a big red envelope to express his gratitude.

At this time, a Mercedes-Benz official car arrived at the door of the restaurant, and police officers such as Li Shutang, Huang Weiyao, and Zhou Huabiao had been guarding the door, and when they saw the license plate of the official car, they immediately got up to meet them.

"Zhuang sir, Zhuang sir..." After Zhuang Shikai bowed and got out of the car, a police officer immediately surrounded him and greeted him.

"Hmm." Zhuang Shikai nodded, did not talk to the officers, but walked to the tent first, took out three thick big red envelopes from the inner pocket of the suit, and put them on the table.

For the white affair of the three police officers, of course, the comer must send three pieces of gold.

Some people will be one big and two small, and give Zhou sir a bigger bag.

Zhuang sir is the same size as the three people, and each of them is 10,000 yuan.

The police officers in the western district who were responsible for collecting the money glanced at each other, shook their heads in unison and said, "Sir Zhuang, the family can't collect your silk money anymore." ”

"It's the rule." Zhuang Shikai left the silk gold, glanced at them, and walked into the restaurant with a police officer.

I saw that on both sides of the aisle of the restaurant, wreaths sent by relatives and friends from various jurisdictions were piled up. Above the entrance of the auditorium, there is a couplet of "heroic spirit lasts forever, loyal soul is not lost", white cloth and black letters, which is particularly solemn.

According to the custom of doing white things on Hong Kong Island, family members only publish obituaries and do not invite them. Those who have a heart will come when they see the obituary, and those who are not present are free and difficult, and they must not remember it.

There are a lot of people present today, and many police officers on duty will send a bouquet of flowers and a letter of silk gold even if they do not arrive. It can be seen that no one will forget these police officers who worked quietly and sacrificed bravely.

"Condolences." Zhuang Shikai walked into the auditorium with a serious expression, bowed to the three police officers on the incense case according to the process, and then walked in front of the three family members.

"Thank you... Zhuang sir..."

"We can't even do things for nothing without you......"

Zhou Sir's widow was wearing a linen suit, a white scarf, and two children, a man and a woman, were also around her.

At this moment, Mrs. Zhou's face was full of tears, and the two children were already crying to numbness.

Zhuang Shikai knew that they were not lying, although Zhou Sir's salary was not low, but he had two children to raise, and he basically couldn't save money.

In this kind of family, the man can live well while he is alive, and as soon as the man falls, the whole family will collapse. The next days will not be easy, but fortunately, the Police Welfare Unit has subsidized benefits for every police officer who sacrifices his life.

Calculated according to the age and number of immediate family members, children, etc... Although it is not much, but the brothers help again, and the days will pass.

The parents and fiancées of the other two police officers were similar.

Zhuang Shikai couldn't see these scenes, maintained politeness, first pushed back for a while, and then bowed his head and walked out of the auditorium.

At this time, Yuan Haoyun walked to Zhuang Shikai's side with an indignant face, and whispered to him: "Zhuang sir." ”

"Faithful sent a wreath."

"Lose your mother!" Zhuang Shikai frowned and scolded lightly: "Is Wang Bao here?" ”

"No, it's his head horse, the Iron Fist." Yuan Haoyun covered his mouth with his hand and said softly: "Today, Wang Bao's youngest son has a 100-day banquet, he is setting up wine at the Xingyi Hotel in Yau Ma Tei for a happy event, and there are a number of police officers in the western district staring at the door of the restaurant. ”

As the name suggests, the hotel is a loyal business.

"Da-da-da-da." Zhuang Shikai sneered and walked straight ahead.

Yuan Haoyun and Li Cangdong immediately followed behind.

"Poof!" I saw Zhuang Shikai striding in front of Ma Jun who was carrying a wreath, without saying a word, and without waiting for Ma Jun to react, he smashed Ma Jun's jaw with a punch.

"Poof!" Ma Jun's eyes suddenly darkened, and he fell to the ground with his head held high.

At this moment, his brain was congested, and he was simply confused, not knowing what was going on. A group of police officers rushed forward without saying anything, and pressed him into a corner first.

At this time, Zhuang Shikai kept passing by Ma Jun's side, straightened out the cuffs of his suit and said, "Copy him back to the police station." ”

"Bring a group of people with me! Let's go drink Wang Bao's son's 100-day feast! ”

"! I'm doing white things here, and he's doing happy things over there. ”

"! I want to see if he has a son! ”