"The fortune teller said that I am a general who has achieved great success, but I don't agree. I think those who come out to hang out have to decide whether they live or die. You follow me for the shortest time and have the cleanest foundation. How to take the road is up to you. Pick your own.”
"Well, I wish you all the best in the police department. Cheers, sirs."
…
"Lin Yue, Lin Yue, what's the matter with you?"
A voice woke him up. When he looked up, the person opposite him frowned slightly, his serious face full of doubts.
"Why are you still standing there? I asked you to take the person away."
Huang Zhicheng?
The superintendent of the Infernal Affairs Crime Unit?
Lin Yue turned to look at the room. A chair fell to the ground. In front of it was a handcuffed man with his face on the floor. Next to him was a pool of blood that he had vomited.
There were two people standing not far away, one holding a hammer and the other holding a book and patting his palms gently.
Chen Yongren who has been undercover for three years and three years and three years and three years?
This is... the summer of 2002?
Lin Yue was thinking as he walked over to help Chen Yongren open the handcuffs and help him up from the ground.
"Are you OK?"
"Cough..." Chen Yongren coughed up a mouthful of blood and waved his hand.
Lin Yue patted his trouser pocket. There was only a mobile phone in it. He subconsciously walked up to Huang Zhicheng and said, "Boss, I remember you have a handkerchief on you, right?"
Huang Zhicheng looked at him deeply, took out a handkerchief from his trouser pocket and put it on his hand.
Lin Yue didn't say anything, walked over and handed it to Chen Yongren.
Chen Yongren glanced at him, then at Huang Zhicheng, and took the handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Thanks."
Lin Yue nodded and looked at the two security police officers standing next to him: "It's been so many years and it's still the same old thing."
"Sir Huang, your subordinate is very sympathetic."
His voice was sinister and his smile was full of teasing. Even with a pair of eyes, he couldn't get rid of the strong gloomy atmosphere - Chief Inspector Yang Jinrong of the Security Department.
Huang Zhicheng ignored him, looked in the direction of the hall and asked, "What's going on?" There was a murmur of voices outside, and it sounded like a lot of people were coming.
"I think the guests are here." Yang Jinrong smiled and walked outside.
Huang Zhicheng winked at Lin Yue and followed him towards the hall.
"How are you? Do you want to see a doctor?" Lin Yue helped Chen Yongren walk outside.
"I'm fine." Chen Yongren handed over the blood-stained handkerchief.
Lin Yue said: "Sir Huang has mysophobia, please keep the handkerchief."
Chen Yongren stuffed his handkerchief into his trouser pocket.
…
When the two arrived at the security department hall, the noisy scene had quieted down.
People from the Security Department, Crime Squad, and Criminal Intelligence Division were silently confronting a group of young and Dangerous boys. Shen Liang, a mainland businessman with gauze wrapped around his forehead and arms, had an angry look on his face. In front of him was his brother Shen Cheng, and on the left sat the all-powerful gangster. Han Chen.
A man wearing a black baseball cap was reporting to Huang Zhicheng: "Sir Huang, I'm sorry, the boss asked us to take some photos. I don't know what's going on."
Yang Jinrong walked over and said, "I asked the people from the Criminal Intelligence Division to open a file and take a registration photo for everyone. Isn't that okay?"
Shen Cheng took off his glasses and breathed at the lenses, then took out the glasses cloth and wiped them with a look like I'm not interested in the intrigues of the police.
Han Chen grinned, and the smile muscles on his face outlined a pair of right angles: "Police officers, have you had enough?"
When Lin Yue came to the lobby, he glanced at Liu Jianming and then ducked behind a policewoman, called up the system menu, and pulled down to the task list.
The main mission: to eradicate the hidden mole in the police station and clean yourself up as the mastermind behind the scenes.
Side mission (1): Rescue Chen Yongren.
Side mission (2): Rescue Huang Zhicheng.
Special mission: (not open).
The moment I saw the main mission, a stream of information flooded into my mind.
Lin Yue, 27 years old, unmarried, plainclothes sergeant of the Crime Unit of the HK Police Department, Huang Zhicheng's capable subordinate.
This is not the point. The point is his other identity--like Liu Jianming, he was also an undercover agent assigned to the police station by Han Chen, but he joined the police force later.
Lin Yue was speechless because the system gave him another pair of contradictory tasks. Fortunately for Huang Zhicheng, a master like Chen Yongren who sees things in black and white and doesn't rub sand in his eyes, even if he is his own father, has committed a crime. Crime will also lead to imprisonment, let alone yourself?
Pa~
The sound of a folder falling on the coffee table.
His attention was brought back to reality.
Han Chen stood up from the sofa: "Let's go, Silly Qiang."
A group of young and Dangerous boys filed out. Lin Yue noticed that Han Chen glanced at him before leaving, and the smile on his lips was a bit playful.
He couldn't help but frown.
"Colleagues from the Criminal Intelligence Division will leave first." After watching Han Chen and Shen Cheng's gang leave, Huang Zhicheng very politely asked Liu Jianming and his people to close the team. After that, he looked at Yang Jinrong with an unhappy face: "What do you want to do?"
"Do you think I'm causing trouble? Someone will die."
"As long as you know."
After Huang Zhicheng finished speaking, he led Lin Yue and several subordinates to the floor of the Crime Unit.
"Remember to write a report for me later."
It was obviously Yang Jinrong who caused the trouble, and now he had to help wipe his ass from the crime squad. Moreover, the people beaten by the police officers from the security department were the undercover agents he sent out. At this time, it was impossible to clear Chen Yongren's name. It was strange that he could be happy.
"Okay." Lin Yue nodded, then noticed that the faces of several colleagues next to him were very unfriendly, and they seemed a little dissatisfied with Huang Zhicheng's arrangement.
The HK police force implements a points system. Points can be earned for solving crimes, taking exams, and year-end evaluations, and writing reports is no exception.
The Crime Unit is a criminal investigation department that mainly investigates triads and organized crime. The people in it are all elites of the police force, people who rely on their ability to make a living. Lin Yue has been transferred from the Marine Police Department to the Crime Unit for three or four years, solving cases. His performance was mediocre, and he was an expert at writing and painting. However, Huang Zhicheng always kept him by his side. Regardless of whether he contributed in the action, he would always give him the task of writing reports, so that he could just mess around for several years. With a lot of points, as long as he can pass the promotion exam, there is no problem in being promoted to inspector. The people in the team are quite resentful about this matter.
When everyone was halfway there, Huang Zhicheng suddenly stopped: "You guys go back to the crime team first, Lin Yue, come out with me."
"Yes, sir." Policewoman Aileen and the rest of the crime team walked forward. Yao Wenji, who was lagging behind, glanced at Lin Yue when he passed by. There was a hint of jealousy in his eyes, as if he was saying why.
He's just a report writer, why should he be looked down upon by Superintendent Huang?
Lin Yue ignored him and followed Huang Zhicheng out of the police building and got into a black Honda car.
Huang Zhicheng drove the car around and drove out of the city. About twenty minutes later, he parked next to a cemetery and took Lin Yue down from it.
The sea breeze blows from Victoria Harbor, carrying a strong salty smell.
"After living in Hong Kong for many years, the scenery here is still the most beautiful." Huang Zhicheng lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth.
Lin Yue has met so many people, and he is the first to say that the cemetery has the most beautiful scenery.
Huang Zhicheng walked to the grave of his good brother Lu Qichang and looked at the people in the photos in silence.
He took two strong puffs of the cigarette and put the remaining part on the tombstone. A gust of wind blew by, and the cigarette rolled away, and the ashes with sparks floated in the air.
Lin Yue picked up the cigarette that fell on the ground and placed it away from the wind at the base of the tombstone.
Huang Zhicheng lit another cigarette and glanced at another tombstone.
"You...don't blame me."
