"Three years later, another three years later, another three years later.”
"You've been hiding for almost ten years. Why haven't you found any clues?”
"How long do you want to be idle?"
"Sir Huang, I don't want to either, but I'm just a small fry. The bosses don't want to play with me, so I'm very helpless.”
Zhang Yang shrugged his shoulders helplessly, a cigarette in his mouth.
He was lazy and looked like a hooligan.
"You!"
Huang Zhicheng was so angry that he couldn't speak. This guy was really becoming more and more salted fish.
If not for the fact that he had followed him for so many years.
He had been lurking in the club. She really wanted to kick him out of the police force.
It would save them from wasting the tax.
Damn it, I was really blind back then!
The more Huang Zhicheng thought about it, the angrier he got. Back then, this kid joined the police academy at the age of fifteen.
When she was chosen by him, she was clearly not like this.
Who knew that the moment he went out, he would be like a salted fish in water, never to return.
Not to mention clues, it was not easy to contact them on normal days.
If it wasn't for the fact that he had known this guy for so many years, he would have been a salted fish.
God knows if he would suspect him of betrayal.
"Alright, I have arrangements this time. You just need to cooperate.”
"As long as you capture Han Chen, your undercover career will soon be over.”
Huang Zhicheng was waiting.
When the time came, he would summon this salted fish back.
He didn't believe that he couldn't handle him.
He thought of the clues given by his other spy.
Huang Zhicheng was still rather gratified. At least he was not always wrong.
“thanksir，goodbyesir。”
After meeting with his superior, Zhang Yang greeted him and turned around to leave.
What arrangements? Zhang Yang was too lazy to ask.
It would be troublesome if he asked.
As for cooperation, who the hell would cooperate?
"Sigh!"
"Why is there such a big difference between people?”
Huang Zhicheng looked at Zhang Yang and shook his head with a bitter smile.
No matter how hard, tired, or uncomfortable the spy he found, he could only suffer by himself.
"Remember to see a psychiatrist when you have time.”
Huang Zhicheng seemed to have thought of something and shouted again.
"Look, look your sister!"
"F * ck!"
"Undercover?"
"Get clues?"
"Do you think I'm an idiot?"
"Are you unhappy that you're idling around at home? Are you not feeling well?"
"It's so dangerous outside. Who knows when I'll be hacked to death?”
After leaving the rooftop, Zhang Yang returned home with a name card of a psychiatrist.
Zhang Yang was originally from the Ancestral Star. Who knew that he would come to this parallel world by accident?
The most terrifying thing was that they were still in the Hong Kong film world of the 1980s and 1990s.
There was the Han Chen Corporation from Infernal Affairs, as well as Hong Xing and East Star from Young and Dangerous.
There were also Xinyi 'an, Helian Sheng, Number Gang, and other clubs.
In this era, the various sects co-existed, and it could be said that there was a mix of dragons and snakes.
Fortunately, he had become a police spy who had been lurking around Han Chen.
Oh my god, this is too dangerous.
Zhang Yang knew Han Chen too well. He was ruthless and did not recognize his family.
Anyone who was a spy by his side did not have a good ending.
What was even more impressive was that they had brains. They had planted a large number of spies in the police force.
Of course, Zhang Yang had to think of a way to protect himself.
Besides, what was the safest thing in the world? Of course, salted fish was the safest.
Being a salted fish was so good. He could do whatever he wanted every day without having to worry about anything.
Therefore, Zhang Yang had been an undercover agent for 10 years.
Moreover, he was getting better and better, getting more and more used to the life of a salted fish.
That was the reason why Huang Zhicheng had a mental breakdown earlier. All these years, Zhang Yang had basically no information on him.
Even if there was, it was just to deal with errands.
Of course, Zhang Yang could not be blamed for this. Being a spy was a very dangerous job.
You have clues? Sorry, I need evidence!
Report a corrupt police officer? Where was the evidence?
If he wasn't careful, he would end up like Chen Yongren next door.
Not only was he beaten to death by the dirty police, but he also had no identity in the end.
So what if he became a hero in the police force in the end? They were all dead.
There was also his unlucky boss, Huang Zhicheng, who was thrown down the stairs alive.
Just thinking about that kind of scene made his heart jump.
For safety's sake, Salted Fish's life was the most suitable for him.
Zhang Yang was not ashamed of being a salted fish. Instead, he was proud of being a salted fish.
Isn't it good to be alive?
Must you seek your own death?
Lying on the bed, Zhang Yang began to think about Salted Fish's life again.
En, it seemed like the Infernal Affairs was about to begin.
I'd better stay far away in case I get caught up in the situation.
How about taking sick leave?
She said that her stomach hurt?
Or was he terminally ill?
Or perhaps this person was already dead?
Just as Zhang Yang was thinking about the life of a salted fish, on another rooftop.
Huang Zhicheng and Chen Yongren met.
"We clearly agreed on three years, three years and three years, three years and three years. It's almost ten years, Boss.”
The same words were said by another person. Compared to Zhang Yang, Chen Yongren had been lurking in the club for all these years.
She constantly risked her life to get close to Han Chen, providing him with a lot of clues.
It was unbearable to be neither human nor ghost for so many years.
"Can you be nicer to me?”
"I'm the only one in Xiangjiang City who knows your identity.”
"I'll go back and delete all your files.”
"I don't have to worry about you being a gangster for the rest of your life.”
Huang Zhicheng was very dissatisfied with Chen Yongren's attitude. After all, he was his immediate superior.
"What do you want me to do? Remind yourself that you're a police officer every day?"
"In my dreams, I always say,'Put down the gun, I'm a police'.”
Chen Yongren was filled with anger. This was not a f * cking spy.
Huang Zhicheng took a deep breath and asked gently,""When will Han Chen stock up?"
Chen Yongren was simple and direct when it came to questions." I don't know.”
Huang Zhicheng felt that he had really committed a sin.
He sent out two spies, one of whom was a fucking salted fish.
The other one was quite enthusiastic, but with this temper, he didn't have the f * cking desire to be a boss at all.
Forget it, forget it. The spy he chose had to suffer no matter how hard it was.
Perhaps it was because the air suddenly became quiet, Chen Yongren's irritable temper also eased a lot.
The tickets.
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