The bustling market was filled with traffic.
Zhuo Mingcheng sat in the back of the car, staring blankly at the flashing neon lights outside the window. He was holding a black revolver in his hand. He knocked the bullet nest away unknowingly and put it back. Occasionally, he could see that it was filled with yellow bullets.
At the same time, a message flashed through his mind.
Smith Wesson Military Police Model 10 revolver, commonly known as. 38, manufactured in the United States. 6 bullets, effective range 30 meters. Its advantages were its simple structure, durability, flexibility, and convenience. Of course, there was also the most important point: The price was cheap.
Zhuo Mingcheng couldn't help but laugh at himself. He had only seen such antiques in pictures on the Internet before. He did not expect them to appear in his hands now. Although it had been a few months since he had lived two lives, he still felt that it was a dream and unbelievable.
Yes, his soul was not from this world. He thought he had traveled to Xiangjiang in the 1980s and 1990s, but later he found out that he was wrong because he had heard a lot of interesting information and 'familiar' faces here.
"Ah Cheng, I'm nervous." The person sitting in the driver's seat was a strong middle-aged man. He was not handsome, but he had a dignified aura. At this moment, he tilted his head slightly and teased Zhuo Mingcheng.
For example, the detective in front of him looked a little like the celebrity Li Xiuxian from his previous life.
Li Ying was the chief of the Western District Key Case Investigation Unit. He was a righteous man who abhorred evil. He was agile and quick-witted. His marksmanship was the best in the Western District. Unfortunately, he had a bad temper and made a lot of mistakes. In addition, he did not know how to behave, which led to a bad relationship with his colleagues and superiors. He could not get promoted for more than ten years. Zhuo Mingcheng could predict that if he didn't change, he would be a sheriff for the rest of his life.
"Sir Li, I need to pee." Zhuo Mingcheng said with a smile.
"Bad boy, you just have a lot of things to do." Li Ying scolded with a smile. Just as he was about to pull over, he was stopped by the old police officer sitting in the passenger seat.
"I couldn't tell. He was playing with you.”
Just as Li Ying frowned, he heard the old policeman continue,""It's not that I like to lecture you, but sometimes it's not good to be too serious. People can tell that you're a detective just by looking at you.”
"Police officers should act like police officers. Look at him. He doesn't look like a police officer even in his police uniform.”Although Li Ying said this, his tone had softened and was now more like a joke.
Zhuo Mingcheng smiled. This kind old policeman who looked like Zeng Jiang also had the surname Zeng, and people called him Grandpa Zeng. He was Li Ying's guide and best partner. It wasn't because of his ability to shoot accurately, but because of the effect of this lubricant. Otherwise, his colleagues in the police station would have been offended by Li Ying.
"Grandpa Zeng, what do you think I look like?”He put his hand on the driver's seat and poked his head forward with a smile.
"He looks more like a handsome boy from the top ten families.”Grandpa Zeng, who had gray hair at his temples, smiled amiably. He looked at Zhuo Mingcheng with concern for his junior. The top ten referred to the top ten richest people in Hong Kong. What he meant was that Zhuo Mingcheng didn't look like a detective, but more like a rich second-generation heir.
"Tsk, handsome boy? You're more like a gangster." Li Ying held the steering wheel with one hand and knocked Zhuo Mingcheng's head with the other." Sit tight!”
Zhuo Mingcheng rubbed his head in pain and sat back down. Seeing him like this, Grandpa Zeng and Li Ying could not help but laugh.
"Look, isn't this good? Why did he have to keep a straight face? Come, smile for me.”Grandpa Zeng laughed. He saw that Li Ying wanted to laugh, but he deliberately pursed his lips and did not dare to laugh, causing his face to twist.
He had been leading Li Ying for ten years, but he was still like this. This gave the good-tempered Grandpa Zeng a headache.
Li Ying still respected Grandpa Zeng. He knew that the mission later might be very dangerous. He tried to pull the corners of his mouth and revealed a smile that was uglier than crying.
Grandpa Zeng couldn't help but laugh." Aiya…Forget it. You'd better not laugh. When you're not laughing, you look like a detective. When you smile, you look like a police chief."”
" Pfft…" Zhuo Mingcheng smiled knowingly. The tense atmosphere just now was completely relaxed after Grandpa Zeng's interference. He knew that this was mostly for his own sake.
When he first came to Hong Kong, he was in a daze all day long. He only knew how to patrol the streets foolishly. He happened to encounter a group of gold bank robbers and almost lost his life. Fortunately, he was a firearms enthusiast in his previous life. He knew a few rich second-generation military heirs who shared the same bad taste, so he often went to the shooting range.
At the critical moment, his mind was surprisingly calm. The memories of holding a gun in his previous life surged like a tide. Although it was the first time he used a.38 and he felt a little unfamiliar, with his agile mind, he killed a robber alone and successfully delayed the robber's escape time. He cooperated with the military police of the NTU to arrest the remaining two.
This made Zhuo Mingcheng realize that this was no longer Xiangjiang, the safest city in Asia, but Hong Kong in another parallel universe. There were gangsters running amok here, gangs fighting, smuggling, terrorists, and the high casualty rate of police officers. Behind the bustling city was the chill of guns and fire.
It was this outstanding performance that caught Li Ying's eye. He transferred his subordinates to investigate an arms smuggling case with him. One of the reasons for this was that he was helping his juniors, but the main reason was that his popularity in the police station was too bad. Other than Grandpa Zeng, no one else was willing to be his partner.
At the thought of this, Zhuo Mingcheng smiled bitterly. If he had a choice, why would he choose to be a police officer? It was better to find an opportunity to sneak into the mainland, Taiwan, or Macau than to die here one day.
But he couldn't. He had already missed the best opportunity to sneak in. Something appeared in his mind out of thin air, making him completely give up on the idea of running away.
It was…something like a system.
……
"Cheng, are you wearing a bulletproof vest?”Li Ying's concern interrupted Zhuo Mingcheng's thoughts. He suddenly realized that he had been thinking for so long. Just now, it was the city center outside the window. Now, they were near the seaside port. The road was overgrown with weeds and looked a little desolate.
"I'm back to my senses." Grandpa Zeng was a little worried about Zhuo Mingcheng's condition, so he pretended to be relaxed and said,""You haven't spoken for so long.”
"Young Master Zeng, you can't be envious.”Zhuo Mingcheng quickly gathered his thoughts and smiled with narrowed eyes.
"F * ck you, are you looking for death?" Grandpa Zeng scolded him jokingly and emphasized," We're almost there. You know what you're going to do, right?”
"I know." Zhuo Mingcheng stopped smiling and nodded seriously.
Li Ying slowly parked the car at the corner and said,"Follow the plan."
“Yes，sir!”Zhuo Mingcheng took a deep breath and opened the car door.
After he got out of the car, Li Ying looked at him for a long time and suddenly said,"Remember, safety first. He would rather fail this time to ensure his safety.”
Zhuo Mingcheng's heart warmed. He stood at attention and saluted,"“Yes，sir!”
Li Ying nodded and drove the car around the corner. Zhuo Mingcheng wiped the sweat from his palms and narrowed his eyes. He sighed with mixed emotions.
"Bloody Duo, Brother Fa…"
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