Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

"Ding! Mission completed: Fighting Back to School!"

"Catch and kill the Dongxing leader Dafei, successfully destroying the Dongxing munitions warehouse, and get 500 experience rewards."

"Serial mission accomplished!"

"Extra bonus for the second ring: 200 experience points!"

"Ding! Trigger a serial task: The Detective!"

"Catch and kill the arms on the line of Johnniewon, successfully destroying the Hong Kong Island arms warehouse, and rewarding 700 points."

"This quest is the third round of the serial quest. You can get 300 extra experience points when you complete it."

This mission is over.

Zhuang Shikai obtained a total of 700 experience points, which were stored in the experience column and added to the remaining 200 points of experience last time. There are a total of 900 experience points in the "experience column".

Not enough to upgrade for now.

Continue to store.

At the same time, the third ring task was successfully triggered.

Zhuang Shikai sat on the office chair, thinking for a while, when he had an eyebrow: "Mingxin Hospital!"

"Papa!" Zhuang Shikai picked up the phone at hand, ticked, quickly pressed a series of numbers, and dialed out immediately.

In the General Administration Building, Senior Inspector Yuan Haoyun of the Anti-triad Team picked up the phone, his expression stunned, and greeted in a solemn voice: "Sir Zhuang!"

Yuan Haoyun, as an "O Kee" Titan, can be described as busy with public works.

However, when he received the call from Lord Zhuang, he still picked it up as soon as possible, as if waiting by the phone at any time.

Knowing that Yuan Haoyun is busy, Zhuang Shikai immediately made a long story short and preached aloud: "You are responsible for bringing the group of people to Mingxin Hospital and secretly investigating the internal situation of the hospital."

You must know that although the Hong Kong Island community has been severely beaten by the police force, it has not been able to emerge for so many years. It is not only the credit of the fierce combat that year, but also the important credit of the investigation and handling of the "o" again and again.

These small disturbances, fights, fights, and seem unimportant, but if they are not resolved one by one, the streets of Hong Kong Island will become ugly.

The society will not be stable either.

The community may be low-key.

But it will definitely not be stable.

Yuan Haoyun has worked hard in it.

Sir Zhuang also took his credit in his heart, thinking that after the matter was finished, he would raise "A Yun" upwards.

After listening to Sir Zhuang’s instructions, "A Yun" asked in a surprised tone: "Sir Zhuang! Isn’t Mingxin Hospital your property? Many brothers have lived in it. The doctors and nurses are really monkeys, why suddenly To investigate Mingxin Hospital?"

Zhuang Shikai laughed coldly: "The hospital is okay! I'm afraid of internal problems!"

"This incident has nothing to do with medical care. If there is one, it must be a problem with the management department."

"You check it out first."

"Respond to me in any situation!"

"Decisions will be made at that time."

Although Zhuang Shikai did not specify which direction to investigate and what type of crime it was, Yuan Haoyun had rich experience in handling cases and his brain was easy to use, so he said: "Yes! Sir!"

As long as he takes someone to check it, he will naturally know what direction the problem is, and he can feed it back to the chief when the time comes.

This is still a secret investigation!

A secret investigation that no one inside the hospital knows about!

With the strength of "o-note", without the internal cooperation of the hospital, Mingxin Hospital can still be checked silently.

The most important thing is that the big boss Zhuang Sir is backing up...

"Papa!" Zhuang Shikai put down the phone, and a sneered sneered at the corner of his mouth: "I'm just drawing a good meaning..."

"I didn't expect this to happen when I named it..."

After all, there are so many names in various places in the movie, and the names of hospitals are very rare, and fewer people will remember names specifically.

When Zhuang Shikai received a gift from "Mr. Shao" and accepted private hospitals as his assets, he chose names casually. I didn't expect this.

However, as the clues drew in front of him, all kinds of news gathered, and Sir Zhuang's head should be remembered no matter how stupid it was.

This made Zhuang Shikai a little surprised and a little angry!

You know, the Mingxin Hospital in the movie is not backed by the boss!

how?

Is it the same treatment with me and without me? Then where do you put the face of my boss?

Zhuang Shikai is currently unable to determine whether his "Mingxin Hospital" has been reduced to the arms warehouse of the arms dealer "Johnniew" like in the movie.

He had to send Yuan Haoyun to the hospital for a secret investigation before he knew the result.

Yuan Haoyun is also suitable for this.

If Mingxin Hospital really becomes an arms warehouse?

Then t just don't treat Mr. Zhuang as his master!

Master Zhuang hated the person who touched him the most. He wouldn't treat Johnnyon more leniently, or slow down to seduce him!

Because the line is long enough!

What's more, Johnny's goods are also large enough!

He took the arms warehouse of Mingxin Hospital directly away, and to see how he could still play with Johnny, he could directly force Johnny to come out and do something, and then hang him up and beat him to taste his iron fist.

Johnniewon wants to run? It depends on whether he is qualified enough to carry the loss of the entire shipment! Will the boss let go of him behind the scenes!

Sir Zhuang picked up the coffee cup and took a sip: "If you don't kill him, wouldn't all the criminals on Hong Kong Island dare to shame me?"

"Someday I want to get some crazy stuff in the company, and then find someone to report me, then I am not muddy in my crotch? I can't wash it! How can I be an innocent boss?"

Zhuang Shikai's face was full of anger, and his heart was full of murderous intent.

At this time, I thought of a guy in the third issue of "Crouching Tiger".

"Papa." I saw him put down the heavy coffee cups, picked up the pen, and wrote a note.

The note carries the address, time, and password.

Then he called the secretary outside the door, waited for the secretary to enter the door, raised his hand to hand the note to the secretary, and asked the secretary to deliver it to a street mailbox in the New Territories.

Yazi blinked, took the note, shut up and closed her mouth. She picked up something and left without asking any more questions. Follow the instructions to help Sir Zhuang go to contact the informant.

After half an hour.

Zhou Huabiao came to the Chief Superintendent’s office, tapped on the door gently.

Zhuang Shikai flipped through the document without raising his head: "Come in."

Wearing a white uniform, Zhou Huabiao slowly walked into the office and swaggered: "Sir Zhuang."

"Where is my gun?"

Zhuang Shikai looked at him for a moment, raised his head and asked, "I didn't find it in Dafei's arms?"

"No!" Uncle Biao raised the corner of his clothes and patted the gun bag, empty.

I saw his expression anxious: "Hurry up and return my gun!"

"All right!" Zhuang Shikai nodded, opened the drawer, took out a black police gun from the drawer, and slapped it on the tabletop: "You take it away!"

"By the way, see if the number is correct!"

Uncle Biao stepped forward and picked up the police gun.

Originally he had a suspicious expression, but at the moment he grabbed the police gun with his hand, his expression suddenly changed and he shouted, "Isn't it? A sir!"

"You fooled me with a water gun!"

"Squeak!" He squeezed the trigger, and a thin stream of water shot out, slumped weakly to the ground, without forming a complete arc, but wet Uncle Biao's trousers.

A visible water stain appeared on his crotch, and his face was full of disgust.

Obviously, Sir Zhuang had defended him, and did not fill the water gun with "bullets" to prevent himself from suffering.

At this moment, Sir Zhuang laughed and said: "Police guns and water guns are all guns! You don't shoot anyway!"

"It's the same..."

According to "Da Fei"'s confession, Uncle Biao's gun was actually uploaded a long time ago.

At least it has been delivered to Johnny.

I don't know if there is any more to send up.

Anyway, it will definitely not be able to get it back for a while.

What's more, for the bait sent out, the opponent bite the better, the target wants to bite the bait, and there is no reason to stop it.

Therefore, Sir Zhuang specially made a water gun, 100% re-engraving, temporarily let Uncle Biao top it first.

"Isn't it?"

"Mine is the gun of kindness."

Uncle Biao sighed.

Sir Zhuang nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Are there any guns better than water guns?"

"It's the real gun of kindness!"

"What's more, its shape, number, and real gun are exactly the same... as long as you don't shoot! Don't never know if it is a water gun!"

What Zhuang Shikai said is methodical, and it sounds reasonable.

Uncle Biao couldn't help the officer. He held the water gun in both hands for a while, sighed, inserted it into the gun bag on his waist, and then carefully pressed the bag button: "The water gun is the water gun."

"Look at the fact that its gun body number is exactly the same..."

"Oh!" Uncle Biao's expression was complicated: "My poor kind-hearted gun, in a blink of an eye it became Schrödinger's gun."

Uncle Biao’s equipment bar: Kindness Gun Purple (missing state), Schrodinger’s Gun Whiteboard (latest acquisition).

Zhuang Shikai raised his head: "You are looking for me for a broken gun?"

Uncle Biao shook his head: "A Xing is looking for you at the door."

Zhuang Shikai frowned: "Is he alone?"

"Yeah! He is the only one!" Uncle Biao replied aloud.

Zhuang Shikai lifted his eyebrows and exhaled: "It seems that he is not that naive..."

Zhuang Shikai waved his hand: "You tell him! I have already settled the promotion and reinstatement of the two of them. I will send the documents to him soon, so let him go home and wait!"

Sir Zhuang still has a few official duties to deal with, and he doesn't want to waste time on the things that have already been done.

Zhou Huabiao nodded clearly: "Yes! Sir!"

"Da da da." Then Zhou Huabiao turned and left the office, came to the corner of the corridor, lifted his belt, straightened his belly, and said with a water gun on his waist: "A Xing! Lord Zhuang has no time to see you! Go home and stay home. Go ahead!"

"As for your promotion, Sir Zhuang has already settled, and will send someone to send the documents to you two as soon as possible..."

Although Uncle Biao didn’t know why there were two people, and who the other person was, he just conveyed one meaning, which is "flashing."

Zhou Xingxing raised his eyebrows, looked playfully to Uncle Biao's crotch, and said with a smile, "Uncle Biao!"

"Why are you peeing on your pants?"

Uncle Biao's eyelids jumped wildly, drew out his pistol, quickly pointed at Zhou Xingxing, and shouted: "Zhou Xingxing! Are you talking to my eighth wife again? Believe it or not that shot you off?"

Zhou Xingxing watched his muzzle change suddenly, and he sprinted down the stairs and screamed: "The chief is murdering! The chief is murdering! The chief is peeing on his pants and trying to kill..."

Zhou Huabiao looked at Zhou Xingxing’s back quickly jumping away, his expression was green and purple, and finally put away the pistol, watched the pistol repeatedly, and was amazed: "This Schrödinger's gun is actually quite easy to use?"

Of course ~www.readwn.com~ the premise is not to shoot!

You don't shoot.

Others will never know if yours is a water gun or a real gun.

...

That night.

seven thirty.

"Da da da."

He Min wore glasses, a white shirt and a black skirt, and appeared on stage holding two books.

She came to the door of a private house in Kowloon District, pressed the retro doorbell, and made a special trip to give students supplementary lessons.

Sir Zhuang drove a Pingzhi sports car, humming a little song, and two documents were placed on the driver's seat. The documents were held in a yellow leather bag, and the weight seemed a bit heavy.

Zhou Xingxing and Cao Dahua hid in a room, pushing and pushing each other, not knowing what they were doing.