Chapter 211: Substitute for the Dead Ghost

"Sir Lin, where are we going, do we want to solve a big case?" Broom Star asked excitedly, clenching his fists.

The seat belt couldn't tie her leaning forward.

"Big case?"

Lin Xucheng grabbed the steering wheel with one hand and slowed down the car.

"What are the big cases in the era of peace?"

The big guy Kun died abroad, Yang Wei had just been solved, and even the famous whitewashing black boss Ah Wu disappeared.

The Yau Tsim Mong area is now peaceful, and from the content of the news and newspapers that has changed from "homicide" to "third-rate actress cheating", you can know how life has been going recently.

"And what is our mission for today?" Broom Star looked at Lin Xucheng expectantly, and being able to act with the "idol" was enough for her to be excited for a long time.

Less than a year after graduating from the police academy, he was promoted wildly with a momentum that no one could control.

And the speed of solving big cases makes all the police officers even more embarrassed.

Not only the newspapers, but also the police station is full of rumors that the seemingly lazy and lazy Lin Sir is as terrifying as a wild bear as long as he is serious, and no one can walk three moves in front of him.

"Today's mission, oh!"

Lin Xucheng stopped the car on the side of the road and pointed to the bakery in the distance: "Help me buy two pineapple oil, I haven't eaten this morning." ā€

He said as he handed the broom star a bill.

"Then buy two cups of milk tea, remember to add more sugar"

"Eating more sugar will increase blood sugar...... broom Xinggang said, and when he found that Lin Xucheng's eyes were turning, she shrank her neck and immediately pushed the car door down.

The ability of the broom star seems to be that as long as there are no other people around, it will not attack.

Ten minutes later, the broom star pulled the car door with a convenience bag, and just about to sit in, the convenience bag in her hand was torn open with a "stab".

Lin Xucheng reacted more quickly, raised his hand to support it, milk tea in one hand and bread in the other, and took the two things in his hand steadily.

"Hu, the ability of the broom star is really strong enough" He plugged in the milk tea habit, took a sip of sweetened milk tea, and breathed a sigh of relief, if it wasn't for his quick response, it is estimated that he would have been washed by milk tea.

"I'm sorry, Sir Lin......" The broom star knew that he was almost in trouble again.

"A cup for you"

Lin Xucheng handed the milk tea to the broom star.

"Everyone else calls you a broom star, what's your real name?"

"Lin Lian"

"Will you sing, at least you?"

"Huh?" The broom star was a little caught off guard by Lin Xucheng's sudden invitation to sing.

Lin Xucheng didn't care, looking like her only meant that she was a certain "character", Lin Xucheng lived in a world composed of movies, and he had long been accustomed to all this.

"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere else."

After eating pineapple oil in two or three bites, I am used to "gurgling" and smoking empty, and the milk tea has bottomed out.

He casually clapped his hands in fear and started the car again.

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Afternoon

The sun fell from the fiery red clouds, and half of its face sank into the horizon.

On the winding road in Stanley, which has been closed, four or five tables in front of the food stalls are full of people.

Next to the food stalls, a row of brand-new motorcycles is parked.

"To our champions!"

Someone lifted the wine glass, and the riders at the five tables shouted, while raising their glasses: "Brother Tan! Brother Tan! Brother Tan! ā€

The cheers burned far away.

Tanzai raised his glass awkwardly: "Thank you, brothers!" ā€

Although he is not suitable for the scene in front of him, as a former radio host, it is his professionalism that he is not cold.

"The game is over, let's have fun tonight!"

"Brother Tan, can I ride your car?"

A young man in his early twenties, dressed in a ramp-barbed leather coat, approached and asked, pointing to Tanzai's motorcycle.

"Of course, but be careful!" The detective angrily threw out his car keys.

"Thank you, Brother Tan!"

The young man took the car keys and straddled the motorcycle.

In this group of cars, Tanzai's car must not be the most fashionable and fastest one, but this is the champion's car...... The feeling of riding is also raised by two notches!

Buzz ——!

The throttle was sensational, and the chimney was spitting a puff of black gas.

Bang!

With the beastly roar of the accelerator, the young man rushed out of the alley on the scout's car.

Boom!

A large truck suddenly rushed out of the corner and knocked the young man into the air with Tanzai's car.

Squeak –

The four wheels of the large truck rubbed the white smoke on the ground before it barely stopped.

"What's going on?" The truck driver rushed out of the car in horror, looking at the broken motorcycle, the bloody figure, only to feel dizzy, and his knees collapsed to the ground.

At the wine table, Tanzai's smile was still frozen on his face.

The others dropped their glasses and rushed over.

Only Tan Tsai is still sitting on a plastic stool.

It's not that he doesn't want to go, it's that he doesn't dare, because he intuitively understands that it's coming for him!

Bang, bang, bang......

The sound of knocking on the wooden fish came from the side.

At some point, an old lady appeared at the table, her eyes were gray, and she was obviously unable to see.

The old woman was knocking on the wooden fish again and again.

As if feeling the scout's gaze, the old woman said in a strange voice: "You should have died, but he became your substitute ghost." ā€

"I—I'm dead?" Tanzai pointed his index finger at his face.

"Detective, come on!" There was a shout over there, and the detective subconsciously turned his head, but when he turned his head, he found that he had lost the figure of the old woman.

He trembled and walked to the scene of the car accident, looking at the bloody mass of humanoid objects that had lost his breath, and his heart twitched.

"It was supposed to be me, but now I've escaped?" That was his first reaction.

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"Sir Lin, see you tomorrow"

At the crossroads, the broom star waved his hand at Lin Xucheng.

"See you tomorrow?" He looked down at his red, swollen arm.

No matter how carefully he paid attention to this day, he was inevitably hit by a suddenly crooked cabinet, hit by a bicycle, smashed in the face by a flying basketball, and even almost cut off his fingers with a knife.

"It's really unlucky."

Lin Xucheng shook his head, turned around and prepared to leave.

Beep beep beep –

The BP machine sounded urgently.

Lin Xucheng picked up the mobile phone, and sure enough, after the BP machine rang, a call came.

"Brother Fa, what's the matter?"

"How's your day going?" The voice on the other end of the phone was not Zhou Fa, it was Kim McKee.

"Don't let me know whose idea it was, or I'll ask him to rub safflower oil!"

On the other end of the phone,

Police station.

Zhou Fa, Jin Maiji, and Meng Chao, who had already taken off their police ID and were about to get off work, were trembling.

"It's the old horse who is in charge!"

"Me?" Ma Guibin, who happened to walk by, was stunned: "What's wrong with me?" ā€

"Sir Lin asked you, did you go to Stanley to handle the case today?" Kim McGee asked with a straight face.

"Yes" Ma Guibin picked up his mobile phone and said: "Sir Lin, today Inspector Chen asked me to go to Stanley to take charge of a case, a person was hit and killed on a motorcycle, the flesh and blood are blurred, very strange, I don't think the case is simple!" ā€

"Drag racers? It's normal to be hit and killed," Lin Xucheng's voice showed a lack of interest in the case mentioned by Ma Guibin.

As soon as the so-called accelerator sounds, his father and mother raise him in vain, whether it is in his past life or in this life, Lin Xucheng is well aware of this truth, so he must fasten his seat belt before driving.

"No, I've already investigated, the speed of that motorcycle is no more than ten miles, and the big truck has just started and walked two meters"

Beep beep beep –

The sound of a BP machine ringing on the other end of the phone.

"Lin sir?" Ma Guibin subconsciously asked: "Do you want to follow this case?" ā€

"Since it was given to you by Sir Chen, work hard"

Returning to Lin Xucheng's side, he glanced down at the BP machine, and then asked into his mobile phone: "Old Ma, tell me, is it Meng Chao and Jin McKee's idea to let me temporarily bring a broom star?" ā€

"Huh? It seems to be ...... Hmm......mm" There was only a "hmm" sound from over there that Ma Guibin couldn't open his mouth to speak.

"Lao Ma still has a case, Ah Cheng, when you live past this year, we will give you a celebration banquet!" Zhou Fa's voice on the other end of the phone was hurried.

"This year? I'm going to partner with the broom star until the end of the year? ā€

Just when Lin Xucheng wanted to say more, the phone had already hung up.

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