Hong Kong Comprehensive Starts from Chasing the Dragon

Chapter 673

A wave of people is going up;
A wave of people is coming down.

Naturally, when they met on the stairs, Ding Yunfeng looked at the man who looked a little like Luo Ge, and this man also looked at him silently.

Matthew and Cai Yuanqi looked at each other with a smile, tacitly did not speak, obviously they wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

Ding Yunfeng and this man looked at each other for about ten seconds...

Finally, the other party took the initiative to extend his right hand: "Excuse me, are you Sir Ding Yunfeng? I am Lu Minghua from the Defense Division. Please forgive me if I make a mistake. I am not very familiar with my colleagues in the police force."

Comrade Lu!
Sure enough, it's you!

Ding Yunfeng moved his eyes, smiled and stretched out his hand to hold the other party: "Who did I say, it turned out to be a guy from the defense department.

Lu Sir, I have been admiring you for a long time, I am Ding Yunfeng, I have to go fishing together, I have a yacht, and I can go to sea at any time. "

"Okay, then it's settled!
Ding Sir, I'm sorry, I still have a few meetings to attend this afternoon, so let's do this first, and then contact me when I have time. "

"No problem, come on, let you pass first."

"No, no, you are a senior, please go first."

"Hey, before and after, you and I are doing things for the public! What's more, I, Ding Yunfeng, won't give way, how can you go up there?" Ding Yunfeng held Lu Minghua's hand firmly, and laughed loudly.

Lu Minghua intentionally showed an unnatural expression, and Cai Yuanqi, who was standing behind Ding Yunfeng, very kindly reminded him: "Brother Feng, Sir Lu is about to go downstairs, you made a mistake."

"Oh, sorry, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue." Ding Yunfeng let go of Lu Minghua's hand, and moved aside by the way.

Lu Minghua took a deep look at Ding Yunfeng, nodded and walked on.

The two passed by, and this seemingly tit-for-tat confrontation actually confirmed each other's identities under the noses of other people.

Ding Yunfeng strode up to the sixth floor, without looking back, he opened the door and walked into Matthew's office.

At the same time, Lu Minghua, who walked downstairs, also did not look up at the other party. He politely said goodbye to the ghosts, and left the hall with two of his men.

Da Lala beckoned Feng Si to sit down, Ding Yunfeng knew him very well, and urged Matthew to bring out the tea quickly.

Matthew was not surprised either. He got up and opened the cabinet, took out a can of tea and handed it to Cai Yuanqi: "Cai Sir, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Okay, let me show you my tea art." Cai Yuanqi laughed loudly, not dissatisfied with being sent by Matthew at all.

After drinking a few cups of so-called good tea, Ding Yunfeng didn't bother to continue playing Tai Chi with these two people.

After closing all the curtains, Ding Yunfeng asked Feng Si to release the Fusang old ghost that Zhong Fabai had caught.

Although Matthew and Cai Yuanqi had already watched the videotape at the Kowloon Police Station in the morning, a ghost appeared in front of them, and the expressions of the two were still a little unnatural.

After asking some questions, Matthew and Cai Yuanqi asked Feng Si to use Maoshan technique to supersede this old ghost.

"Ding Sir, believe it or not, I want to make a statement first. I have never had any good feelings for the Fusang people who started the Second War." Matthew smoked a few cigars to calm himself down, and said slowly.

Ding Yunfeng had an indifferent expression on his face: "I believe! The whole world has a good impression of the Fusang people, and only Yankees are left."

"Good! It seems that we have finally reached an agreement on something..." Matthew patted his palm, opened the drawer, and put out a document.

Feng Si got up to take it and handed it to Ding Yunfeng.

After flipping through it roughly, Ding Yunfeng threw the document on the coffee table: "The idea is very good, but it is very difficult to implement it."

"Why? If it's about the conditions, everything can be discussed. On this matter, the governor is willing to make a little concession." Matthew put down his cigar and looked at Ding Yunfeng in doubt.

Ding Yunfeng picked up his teacup and drank it down: "Ghost hunting is different from counter-terrorism. A policeman may become a counter-terrorist elite after 1-2 years of special training.

But for a police officer, I think he has a certain ability to catch ghosts. It's not something I send a few Maoshan Taoist priests to teach them for a year or two, and they can learn it. "

After a pause, Ding Yunfeng pointed to Feng Si: "Guess, when Sir Feng caught the first ghost, how many years did he learn?"

"I learned Taoism at the age of 6, and became a teacher to catch ghosts at the age of 16. It took a total of ten years!" Feng Si coughed lightly, and continued to make up for Matthew and Cai Yuanqi: "This is still a case of my personal talent.

According to the records of Shimen, in the Republic of China, there was a half-step celestial master named Lin Jiu in our lineage.

There are two apprentices under him, one named Qiusheng and the other named Wencai.

This patriarch has taught them for nearly 60 years, and they have not been able to become teachers until they have taught themselves to become immortals! "

"Shit! Where do you find so much time now?" Matthew swears with a helpless face.

Ding Yunfeng shrugged his shoulders: "I've heard people say that certain things were originally indulged by some people..."

Matthew knew that Ding Yunfeng must not be able to hide what happened before.

For this reason, he simply acquiesced, and by the way helped the current governor to clean up the wave: "Sir Ding, Sir MacLehose is not this kind of person, he really has the heart to build Hong Kong Island."

"Ding Sir, is there no other way?" Cai Yuanqi looked at Ding Yunfeng fixedly: "Actually, as early as half a year ago, ghosts appeared in certain places on Hong Kong Island.

We have used many methods, but it is very difficult to deal with them..."

"You can ask the Holy See for help. I don't believe it. There is no way to deal with it in the west." Ding Yunfeng interrupted Cai Yuanqi and asked with a smile.

Matthew continued: "The Holy See just agreed that the priests and priests on Hong Kong Island can be called by the Hong Kong government, but they will not send clergy from the headquarters to support them."

"Are they worried that if they get too involved with Hong Kong Island, the supernatural will gradually revive here, and they will revive the ghosts that have become fairy tales or legends in their own country?" Ding Yunfeng asked after thinking for a while.

Matthew nodded slowly with an ugly expression, and Cai Yuanqi continued to help persuade him.

Ding Yunfeng felt a little heavy. The more they lowered their airs, the more they proved that the real situation might be much more serious than imagined.

simply put.

The ghosts of the ancestral family have played off, and before they return a chaotic Hong Kong Island to their hometown, Hong Kong Island may be turned into a ghost town in advance by their clever way.

"Hmph! I'll go back and think about it." Ding Yunfeng glanced at the two of them dissatisfied, and got up to leave with wind.

Matthew took a step forward: "Ding Sir, for the sake of the countless people on Hong Kong Island who don't know about it, don't wait for death."

"Hehe, is this moral kidnapping?"

"No, it's a request! My family is here too, it really broke out, and I'm just as embarrassed." Matthew sighed with a wry smile.

(End of this chapter)