Spokesperson of the Hong Kong Comprehensive Police Force

Chapter 82 is too difficult, I can’t do it!

Entering Cao Dahua's home, Zhou Quan's eyes were immediately attracted to a wall in the living room.

There, ten tablets are enshrined.

Nine of the tablets have names on them, and the remaining one is blank.

At this moment, Zhou Quan couldn't help but cast a strange look at Cao Dahua.

Naturally, he knew the origins of these tablets. They were all Cao Dahua's former partners.

The specially set aside blank memorial tablet was obviously prepared by Cao Dahua to be the next unlucky person.

"Undercover is a dangerous profession after all."

Sensing Zhou Quan's strange look, Cao Dahua explained nonchalantly: "These are all my former partners, Sir Zhou, you understand!"

understand? I don’t understand!

Over the years that Cao Dahua has been working as an undercover agent, he has killed nine of his partners.

I don’t know if he was lucky or if his undercover partner was unlucky.

Zhou Quan walked to the altar solemnly, counted out twenty-seven incense sticks, lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner.

These are undercover police officers who died in the line of duty and should be paid tribute to.

His eyes returned to Cao Dahua, just when Zhou Quan was about to ask where Zhou Xingxing was.

From the small garden facing the street outside the living room window, a very sad sound suddenly came from.

"It's too difficult. These questions are really difficult. I don't know how to do it!"

Well, Zhou Quan doesn’t need to ask Cao Dahua now.

Who could this voice with a unique accent be but the number one killer of the Flying Tigers?

"Sir Zhou, you also know that Edinburgh College is a prestigious school and attaches great importance to homework."

Cao Dahua smiled ingratiatingly and smoothed things over for Zhou Xingxing.

When Zhou Xingxing returned home, the first thing he did was to call Zhou Quan back.

Then, he buried himself in the piles of homework.

There is no other way. If you don't hand in your homework, you won't be allowed to enter the classroom.

He would even be kicked out of school, so how could he investigate the case?

When Zhou Quan walked into the small garden facing the street, he happened to see Zhou Xingxing twirling his own hair.

Hearing the footsteps of Zhou Quan and Cao Dahua, Zhou Xingxing raised his head with a grimace.

Cao Dahua was fine, but Zhou Quan's appearance made Zhou Xingxing feel like he had grasped a life-saving straw.

He stood up sluggishly, took one step forward, and rushed to Zhou Quan.

"Sir Zhou, you are finally here."

Zhou Xingxing directly dragged Zhou Quan to the round table and pushed the thick textbooks and exercise books on the table in front of Zhou Quan.

"Sir Zhou, please teach me how to write these!"

Facing Zhou Xingxing's expectant eyes, Zhou Quan really wanted to turn around and go back to the police station to ask his uncle what he thought.

Let Zhou Xingxing go undercover to investigate the case in a prestigious school as a student. Fortunately, he could figure it out.

After all, physical education teacher should be the best cover identity.

However, Zhou Quan thought about it and understood his uncle's concerns.

After all, Huang Bingyao's mission to Zhou Xingxing was to check out his kind gun without disturbing anyone.

Comparatively speaking, it is always easier to arrange for a student to enter Edinburgh College than to arrange for a teacher.

If you want to work in a prestigious school, even a physical education teacher needs very high standards. Shaking his head helplessly, Zhou Quan took out a stack of folded Hong Kong paper from his arms and handed it to Cao Dahua beside him.

"Uncle Da, this is the fund for your activities during your undercover period. Order some food first!"

Zhou Quan drove over directly after get off work and didn't even eat dinner.

Judging from the situation in front of him, he might not be able to leave in a short time.

At the very least, he needs to help Zhou Xingxing complete his homework.

"Wow, didn't the boss say that Jingjingji would check for missing guns?"

Looking at the pile of Hong Kong paper worth at least 20,000 to 30,000 yuan in Cao Dahua's hand, Zhou Xingxing said with bright eyes: "Since this matter cannot be made public, why are there still informant fees?"

Zhou Xingxing went undercover at Edinburgh College this time, but there were no records in the police force.

Therefore, he is responsible for all his expenses these days.

Huang Bingyao paid for him to study at Edinburgh College, but Huang Bingyao did not consider the living expenses at all.

In the past, Zhou Xingxing lived and ate at the training base of the Mobile Force Headquarters.

His salary was paid every month and he deposited it regularly.

In a situation where the police force was financially responsible for food, drink, clothing, and accommodation, Zhou Xingxing kept hundreds of yuan in cigarette money.

After being undercover for the past few days, I have already been cash-strapped.

"From now on, I will be directly responsible for you two, and the undercover mission is no longer as simple as finding a police gun."

Zhou Quan glanced at Zhou Xingxing and said slowly: "As for what the mission is, we will talk about it while eating later."

If it was just his uncle's private undercover mission, it would certainly not be possible for the police informant's fees to go to the public account.

But Zhou Quan's real targets were the terrorists from the Ghost Man's base who were eyeing Edinburgh College, as well as the arms dealers behind the gun of kindness.

Serious character actions, of course, require the financial support of the police force.

The money was only temporarily taken out by him, and the informants' fees would definitely go to the public account afterwards.

He disdains corruption and bribery, but he certainly won't let the Gui Lao authorities take advantage.

Cao Dahua happily took the stack of Hong Kong paper and went out to buy dinner.

Zhou Quan, on the other hand, sat at the round table with his forehead raised and began to tutor Zhou Xingxing in his homework.

With Zhou Quan's academic qualifications, Zhou Xingxing's homework is not worth mentioning at all.

But if he was asked to coach Zhou Xingxing, it would be a chore.

After all, Zhou Xingxing couldn't even figure out the triangle relationship. The homework assignments left by Edinburgh College were too out of line for him.

Perhaps an excellent teacher could teach Zhou Xingxing these lessons, but Zhou Quan obviously was not.

He was here to deploy the operation, so there was no time for him to play teacher-student drama with Zhou Xingxing.

Zhou Quan solved all the answers first. After he roughly explained the ideas, Zhou Xingxing copied them into his homework book.

In this way, the two Zhou officers finally completed today's homework at Edinburgh College just before Cao Dahua returned home with food.

"Axing, if you have time, go find a teacher to help you!"

Standing up slowly, Zhou Quan patted Zhou Xingxing's shoulder with a complicated expression.

He sighed and said, "Tomorrow's homework is all up to you."

Even though Zhou Quan was just tutoring Zhou Xingxing in a cram-like manner, the feeling in his heart now was more exhausting than fighting with the gangsters.

Feeling the strength on his shoulders, Zhou Xingxing covered his face and smiled ashamedly.

I am simply not good at studying, otherwise I wouldn’t have applied for the police academy.

(End of this chapter)