Zhuang Shikai left the office and went to dinner with Kaohsiung.

At dinner, Kaohsiung silently took out a document and did not mention the undercover agent of the police academy.

Zhuang Shikai chuckled, took out a thick envelope, and pushed it towards Kaohsiung on the table.

"Inspector Zhuang, our own people, okay?" Kaohsiung took out a mouthful of Chaoshan dialect and pretended to be modest.

Zhuang Shikai responded in Chaoshan dialect: "Brother Xiong, my own people, I want what I want." ”

Kaohsiung showed a subtle smile: "Thank you for that, brother." ”

Although the two are their own people, they occasionally help each other a little, so they don't need to care. But to take away eight undercover agents at once, you still have to give Kaohsiung a little benefit.

Otherwise, why should the police academy put eight people for you at once? One is enough to cooperate! Brother Luo couldn't even speak.

"This is not only labor fees, but also hush money."

Kaohsiung touched the thick envelope and knew it, but he finally had a private money.

In the past few years, he has been managed by his yellow-faced wife at home to the point that he can't even afford Marlboro.

It's something to be happy about.

"Hehehe, high education manager, drink and drink." Zhuang Shikai saw Kaohsiung accept the money, his expression was satisfied, and he continued to pick up the plastic cup and squatted in the food stall with the other party to drink and eat barbecue.

The two did not eat too late, and at about six or seven o'clock, they retreated separately and went home to rest.

After returning to the rental house, Zhuang Shikai sealed the files of the eight undercover agents with "Project Crouching Tiger", and then put them in the bookcase in his bedroom.

As long as he is there, the identity of the eight undercover police officers is very secure.

If the eight undercover agents dared to defect, he would reveal their undercover identities and send someone to kill them.

Whether they become Buddhas or hungry ghosts in hell depends on how they go.

As a person born in the information age, he distrusts information technology even more, believing that there is no truly secure network in the world. No matter now or in the future, he plans to seal the undercover information in a paper form.

After sealing the information, Zhuang Shikai began to write an undercover plan at home, and he planned to focus on cultivating the first phase of undercover agents and formulating an undercover plan for eight people.

…….

Eight undercover agents, in the police academy are not the same period, different classes of cadets.

They don't usually know each other, but now they have become undercover agents at the same time.

That night, a group of instructors rushed into the student dormitory, and in eight dormitories, they dragged away eight unlucky people lying on the bed: "You! You! You! Get up! Go to the confinement room! ”

The eight students were full of excitement, and when they were lying in bed and dormitory, they were suddenly caught off guard by the instructor and all of them were locked up in the school confinement room.

Eight students were locked up in eight confinement cells, looking at the ceiling with bewildered faces and blank expressions.

"Is this the beginning of being an undercover agent?" Lei Yaoyang squatted in the corner of the wall and sighed.

Liang Xiaotang was lying on the board bed, holding Erlang's legs crossed, and his hands on his head: "What is this?" And that's not the beginning! ”

"Scared? If you're afraid, don't help Zhuang Ye do things, go home and breastfeed the child! ”

Lei Yaoyang glared at Liang Xiaotang fiercely, but Liang Xiaotang whistled and ignored him.

Wu Zhixiong's room was just opposite Wu Zhiwei, and I saw the two brothers sighing at each other across the iron bar.

"Alas, big guy, we'll be divided into two societies when we go out, right?"

"Well, it should be."

"What then, will we meet during the shopping session?"

"What are you afraid of! Guys! If we meet when it's a shopping day, you'll stab me to death! ”

As the eldest brother, Wu Zhixiong is very courageous, and he shows the demeanor of the eldest brother in one sentence.

"Ho ho ho Ma Jun waved his fist at the wall without saying a word, Guan Li went to bed early while lying on the bed, and Cao Dahua's wooden bed rattled in his arms.

As the second place in the police academy's marksmanship, he always practiced his marksmanship in the middle of the night, striving to surpass the first place in marksmanship.

At this time, Zhang Lang stopped opposite him, as if he saw something, and shouted loudly: "Fat boy! How are you in a handjob! ”

"Damn! Dead on the streets! You're teaching me how to do things! Cao Dahua snorted, bent down and sat up, his face flushed, and scolded with a righteous face.

For a while, the confinement room was filled with the smell of fishy salted fish.

Everyone stopped communicating, and Cao Dahua threw his hand and wiped ....... on the railing

If there is no paper, it will be done, and it will be over.

That night, the incident of eight cadets provoking the chief in the teaching building quietly spread in the police academy.

At first, the students thought that the eight of them had excellent results in the assessment and were favored by the superiors.

But it's a fancy that is a fancie. Unexpectedly, eight people didn't know what to do, and dared to provoke the senior inspector who came to visit the assessment. I heard that Inspector Zhuang was knocked to the ground by three punches and two kicks, and Inspector Zhuang also ordered them to get out of the police academy.

On Friday morning, at the Wong Chuk Hang Police Academy, hundreds of cadets lined up in a phalanx and stood neatly on the playground.

Eight men wearing police academy training uniforms and carrying backpacks walked along the road to the gate of the police academy.

They had just come out of confinement, their faces were full of scum, they were dirty, and they were much older in a few days.

Kaohsiung stood in front of the phalanx with a serious face with his hands behind his back, pointed at the eight people and shouted: "When you enter the police academy, you must abide by the rules of the police academy!" Unruly people, just like him, he, him! All of them are! ”

"Get rid of all of them, get rid of them all!"

"Who is like swapping with them!"

"Smack!" The solemn and neat phalanx stood up and saluted, and hundreds of students raised their arms and shouted loudly: "I don't want to! Sir! ”

Click, the picture became black and white, eight figures, eight postures, and eight faces with resolute expressions walked out of the gate of the police academy one after another, and finally looked back, deeply remembering the appearance of the police academy.

That's where they never go back, a place they miss from the first second they step out of the police academy.

Afterwards, eight trainees wore backpacks, got into the same van and drove to Tin Hau Temple in Causeway Bay.

Instructor Huang stood next to the playground with a document in his arm, and after seeing the three of them leave, he blew the siren and shouted, "Start training!" ”

"Yes! Sir! The police academy returned to its former appearance, and Uncle Jian drove a carload of people to the gate of the Tin Hau Temple, and led the three of them to the temple.

Tin Hau Temple in Causeway Bay is the largest Tin Hau Temple in Hong Kong and a sacred place for believers on Hong Kong Island.

Zhuang Shikai does not believe in God, but he hopes that his men and horses can have faith.

Choosing to start with this place is to give them a little spiritual support and comfort!

Uncle Jian didn't know what a few people were doing, and thought that it was an ordinary student policeman who was summoned by the big guy and brought them to the front of the temple, so he stopped at the foot of more than 100 steps, no longer stepped forward, and did not listen to the police force.

The eight people walked up the steps step by step, and after dozens of steps, they saw a man in a suit holding high incense and bowing in front of the main hall of the Tianhou Temple.

"Please mother, mother, bless the eight descendants with peace and security, sweep away the cancer of the whole Hong Kong community, and fight for a future."

"They're good, I'm good, and you're good!"

"Smack!" The sound of eight backpacks thrown on the ground sounded, Zhuang Shikai inserted Gao Xiang into the incense burner on the desk in front of him, turned to look at the eight people and said, "Coming?" ”