Chapter Forty-Eight: The Gun Returns to Its Owner
He didn't move anywhere, just looked at the paintings hanging on the wall, and tapped them a few times one by one.
But unfortunately, although both of them are called Da Fei, the method of putting the safe is different.
He searched the walls, but he couldn't find any farts, so he had to rummage through the cabinets and find a bunch of IOUs and colored photos.
However, this time, the borrower was far worse than the quality of the bar Dafei, and the photo was also very spicy, so he didn't touch it.
The room was not very large, and the search was quickly completed, but neither the missing gun nor the belongings were found, not even a machete.
This let Zhang Pin know that he must have missed something.
So he was not in a hurry, and looked at the positions one by one, but the room itself was very simple.
A sofa, a coffee table, a large statue of Guan Erye, and everything else is gone.
So I moved the sofa, I didn't find it, and then moved the coffee table, the coffee table is transparent glass, and you can see the bottom without moving.
There is only one statue of Guan Erye left.
In other words, Guan Erye is really out of position on Hong Kong Island, whether it is the underworld or a businessman, there is no one who does not worship, and even the police station is available.
Zhang Pin was naturally not superstitious, he approached the statue and took a look, and found that this person called Da Fei probably didn't believe in Guan Erye very much.
Otherwise, it would not have opened a door on the side behind the statue of the East XZ.
With a little force, Guan Erye's idol was pushed aside.
Oh, what a chance, it turned out to be a cabinet directly, and there was not even a lock.
Pull open the cabinet door, and inside are stacks of cash.
However, Zhang Pin didn't care about this, but continued to flip, and soon, a thing wrapped in oiled paper appeared in front of him.
Picking it up, he opened the oiled paper, and a very polished Dot 38 police gun appeared in front of him.
Zhang Pin did not hesitate, and directly received the gun into the mustard seed space, and the task was perfectly completed.
However, he didn't leave immediately, since the police gun was put here by Da Fei, it means that the other party already knows about it.
If he had only taken the police gun, the other party would have known that although it was not necessarily guessed that Commissioner Wong had lost the gun, Johnny had taken the gun from the Wan Chai Police Station.
So he didn't stop doing anything, and rolled up the contents of the cabinet, but the IOUs in the drawer and the photos of the spicy eyes did not move.
This is not the end, he left the safe he took from the bar Dafei from the mustard seed space, along with all the watches, in the other party's office.
Then he really patted his buttocks, walked out of the gate, and then intimately helped lock the U-lock, threw the key into the sewer, and rushed to the police station.
Knock knock!
"Come in!"
After Director Huang threw away the gun, he didn't know if there was something missing to tickle, so his temper became a lot more irritable.
So Zhang Pin deliberately waited outside the door for a few seconds before pushing the door in, and then locking it.
"Pinzai, you're not going to find out if you lost your gun, how about it, do you need any support, you can ...... with me"
Seeing that it was him, Director Huang lifted his spirits and collapsed on the office chair to speak.
However, Zhang Pin didn't wait for him to finish speaking, took out the new holster he had just applied for from the gun room, and handed it over directly.
"Director, although the above has always said to be diligent and thrifty, but your holster has been with you for decades, and it has been repaired several times, since you lost it this time, it would be good to replace it with a new one, I just went to the gun room to get a new one for you, of course, I will inherit the quality of the director's diligence and thrift."
Bang dang!
Director Huang, who was originally slumped in the chair, fell directly from above to the ground.
Just as Zhang Pin guessed whether the other party was injured, a huge figure stood up, and then, the other party's right hand pressed on the desk.
A desk that was piled up with materials and was at least a meter high was jumped over it by him and came to him.
The other party snatched the holster, and there was a polished Dot 38 pistol in it, and Director Huang only took a second to open the holster, carefully check the number of the pistol, and then knocked open the magazine, counted the bullets inside, and finally did not even let go of the bullet number.
Zhang Pin felt a pang in his heart, he didn't expect this fat man to be so agile, and the action of skipping the table, the desk was so wide, he was not sure, and the other party's huge body was really hidden.
"Good, good!"
After inspecting the pistol, Director Huang found that not only was there no scratches on the pulp, but also that the bullets had not been used, his face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and his big hand patted Zhang Pin on the shoulder.
"That's right, although I'm famous for not wasting the resources of the police department, but since you have the heart, then I'll take it, hey, it's just a pity that the holster has followed me for decades."
Director Huang didn't put the gun away, it seems that he has lost it for too long, and he wants to spend a while with the other party now.
"Director, there's nothing to do, I'll go get busy first."
Zhang Pin naturally has the eyesight, and when the task is completed, he naturally has to prepare to leave.
"Wait a minute, Pinzai, come, fill in this information, I've been here a long time ago, and I haven't had time to give it to you."
Director Huang stopped him, and after searching for a long time from a pile of documents on his desk, he pulled out a document and handed it to him.
Zhang Pin took a look at it, it turned out to be a recommendation form for a trainee inspector, he was overjoyed, and sure enough, he still rose quickly for the leader.
It stands to reason that with his merits, he should have been promoted a long time ago, but neither the director nor the personnel side had any intention of recommending him, although he was not at the police station during this time.
But if you have a heart, you will naturally not procrastinate.
For example, now, Commissioner Huang actually has the authority to recommend police officers to take the inspectorate examination at any time, but if he hadn't helped the other party, how could he recommend you for no reason.
"I still have a box of tea here, you take it to drink, by the way, you have been in the patrol group for so long, and you have to give other new colleagues a chance, give you a vacation today, and report to the police station tomorrow, since you are an old man, then you have to add to the burden and bear more responsibilities."
"Thank you, Director."
Zhang Pin didn't refuse, a box of tea doesn't mean anything, but the boss gives you something, and the meaning of this is the most important.
Especially in the last sentence, Zhang Pin knew that he had finally taken the first step towards promotion.
The spring breeze on his side is proud, and there are other people, but they are miserable.
"Ahh
"Boss, what's wrong? What's up, boss. ”
The screams in the room can be said to be tearful and sad, and the younger brothers, who were playing cards and entertainment, rushed in one by one to show their loyalty.
Then I saw my boss sitting on the ground, his eyes fixed on a big hole.
Big hole!
Some of Da Fei's henchmen suddenly reacted.
"The safe, why is the safe missing, what about such a big safe?"