In the 90s, the port capital.

Traveled over a month.

Lin Morson has adapted to his status as a patrol policeman.

Flip through today's evening newspaper at the ice drink shop and start fishing.

[Hutchison Li Sheng responds to today's hot property market: I am optimistic about the future of Hong Kong, and there is no bubble in the property market! 】

Hit the streets! The street lamp is still short of pendants!

Lin Mosheng cursed.

With a bang, I flipped through the next one angrily.

[Yin Yang Road has another car accident! ] Mr. Lai, a feng shui master, suggested that the Hong Kong Metropolitan Government demolish this road! 】

Lin Mosheng's expression became slightly solemn.

According to his understanding this month, although he has traveled to the 90s, this world is paradoxical from his previous life.

And a lot of what happened was similar to the movies I watched.

Take the other two headlines, for example.

[Stephen Zhou Tang Dynasty restaurant chain seeks to go public, with an estimated market value of 1 billion Hong Kong dollars! ] 】

[God of Gamblers vs. Gambling Demon: Crazy $50 million in one night! ] 】

I'd rather believe it than believe it, and I can't go to the Yin Yang Road on duty at night!

"Ah Sheng, are you fishing again? I'll have a late night snack tonight, please. ”

Lin Mosheng followed the voice and looked at his companion Song Yang, who was on duty on the street today.

"What's good?"

Song Yang glanced at the restaurant in the distance, "There was a stupid fork just now who parked illegally, and threw 5,000 for me to copy the ticket." ”

"Hit the streets! Is he stupid or am I stupid, give me 5000, let me copy, I'll copy? Donate to me instead of the Hong Kong government! ”

Grass, there is such a good thing?!

Lin Mosheng looked at the triumphant Song Yang, eager to slap himself.

Tell you to touch the fish! Tell you to touch the fish!

"That stupid fork······ No, the great good man is still there? ”

Song Yang saw Lin Mosheng with golden eyes and understood his thoughts.

"Just now in the Dragon and Phoenix Restaurant, it should be a mixed club, deliberately insulting the two of us as newcomers to the police station."

"Gan, now Hong Kong really has no future, and being a police officer can't compare to mixing society."

Song Yang was still babbling and complaining, but Lin Mosheng couldn't listen to it a little.

Can taking money and insulting people be called insults?

That's called money ability, isn't it?

"I'm on patrol!"

It's impossible to touch a fish, but you're a good cop!

Lin Mosheng picked up his police hat and walked in the direction pointed by Song Yang.

He wandered around in front of the Dragon and Phoenix Restaurant for half an hour, thinking about how to communicate with the great benevolent people later.

Should I be harsh, or should I be kinder?

"Ah sir, someone is robbing with a gun!"

A young man wearing a peaked cap hurriedly ran to Lin Mosheng.

"Where? Take me there! ”

Lin Mosheng didn't have time to think about it, and while using the walkie-talkie to call the main station for support, he pulled out his gun and ran in the direction of the robbery with the peaked cap.

It must be a big fish.

Lin Mosheng looked at the system panel out of the corner of his eye that only he could see.

Name: Lin Mosheng

Age: 20

Strength: 5

Constitution: 5

Dexterity: 6

Perception: 9

Spirit: 9

Skill:

Basic Firearm LV2 (46/200), Basic Combat LV1 (93/100)

Merit: 0

Title:

[Police Newcomer]: You can see sins and merits.

This is the reason why Lin Mosheng is still willing to be a police officer, a career that has no money.

Life is like a game, use salary to create happiness!

It's okay to open the hanging!

As soon as he reached the corner, Lin Mosheng heard the frightened screams of the crowd, and his palm clenched the gun.

With the help of the title of [Police Newcomer], he was able to see a dazzling flash of red light, even if the corner blocked his view.

It's like opening a perspective hanging!

Crimson, all the bad things have been done, and there is more than innocent death.

Lin Mosheng's dark brown eyes became cold, and he determined the color, you are the person I want to kill!

"Get out of the way!"

Liangkun held a rifle in one hand and took the hostage Chubby in the other.

I don't know who suddenly shouted, 'The police are coming', and the hostage in Liangkun's hand struggled violently.

Liangkun was ruthless, pushed Xiaopang to Chen Haonan, pointed the rifle in his hand at the two of them, and pulled the trigger.

There was a loud bang.

There are no bullets in the gun!

How can there be no bullets in a gun?

hasn't waited for Liangkun to react.

Bang!

A crisp gunshot pierced the night sky.

Subsequently, bang bang bang!

Lin Mosheng looked at the skyrocketing 3,000 points of good deeds and was sure that the other party was dead.

With a sigh of relief, Lin Mosheng stepped forward to check.

When I saw Liangkun's familiar appearance, I saw the figure of Chen Haonan and others in the shadow of the alley.

He suddenly had a sentence CNM that he didn't know whether to say or not.

First, the 'great good man' that he had been waiting for had indeed met, but now he was lying on the ground, and it seemed that he had no chance to insult himself.

Second, this is a bureau, Chen Haonan and others can't kill Liangkun, who is also Hongxing, so they bring themselves over.

And he was a small policeman who killed the Hongxing branch in the hall, and the troubles after that were bound to continue.

Although the Force will definitely stand up.

But those sixteen or seventeen-year-old old boys were instigated by others to give you a hand of yin, and there was no place to cry.

Therefore, the Flying Tigers also have to take the hood to protect their identity.

But even if you give yourself another chance to choose, you will still make a move.

3000 points of good deeds, what a fragrance!

······

At Wan Chai Police Station, Commissioner Ma Weiming looked at Lin Mosheng with a complicated expression.

Lin Mosheng's father was also a police officer, but he died in the line of duty the year before last.

Therefore, Ma Wei Mingnian transferred Lin Mosheng to his subordinates for the sake of his deceased colleagues, thinking about cultivating it slowly.

"Ah Sheng, you killed the hall master of the Hongxing Branch Library tonight, this matter is difficult to deal with, I think it is better for you to transfer to Dongping Chau first, stay away from Hong Kong Island, and come back after the matter settles down?"

Regarding Director Ma's suggestion, Lin Mosheng was not a little surprised.

Although being transferred to Tung Ping Chau is basically equivalent to exile within the police station, it is indeed protecting oneself.

Lin Mosheng thought for a moment and then shook his head slightly, "Uncle Ma, there is a secret in this matter of Liangkun. ”

"Oh?" Ma Weiming raised his eyebrows, "Let's hear it." ”

Lin Mosheng told the grievances between Chen Haonan and Liangkun that he knew, and named himself to shoot Liangkun today, but he was actually made a game.

"And what do you mean?"

"I need the police station to send a message to tell all the halls of Hongxing about Liangkun being made a bureau today, and focus on mentioning that this is an internal grievance in Hongxing, and take me out."

"Second, point out that Chen Haonan wants to take the opportunity to take the position and become a speaker in Tsim Sha Tsui to attract hatred for me."

Regardless of whether Chen Haonan has this mind or not, there are too many people who know about tonight's events, and he has no way to hide it, and the matter of setting up a bureau to kill Hong Xing in the hall must give an explanation to the community.

"Now Hongxing's branch library does not sit in the museum, and in order to compete for the position of the museum, the primary target must be Chen Haonan."

"Even if one or two horses under Liangkun want to fight for the top position, as long as there are not many people, I should be able to handle it."

Ma Weiming hesitated for a moment, "But this is also dangerous." ”

Lin Mosheng smiled slightly, "If you are afraid of danger as a policeman, you might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes." ”

There is still one thing he hasn't said, that is, this is also a game, using himself as bait, and then he can justifiably kill the attacker and reap the good deeds.

As long as the good deeds are enough, even the gods can kill you!