Temple Street, claypot stall.
The old man used tongs to pick up two portions of claypot rice from the stove and placed them on the low wooden table.
Li Shaoze and Huang Zhicheng sat on one side, took out their chopsticks, inserted them into their rice, and started eating midnight snacks.
"Sir Li, this is the most expensive store on the street. Don't call me stingy."
Huang Zhicheng took a mouthful of rice and sighed.
A bowl of claypot rice costs 18 yuan. If he didn't owe an adult a favor, he might not be willing to pay for it.
Li Shaoze didn't really care about the price. After all, a bag of dog food at his uncle's house started at eighteen dollars. What claypot rice? If it weren't for the identity of the human life in the bowl, he wouldn't eat it.
After taking two bites, he looked up and wrote down the name of the stall: "Jiang Ji? Yes, it's delicious."
"Sir Li, thank you very much for yesterday."
Huang Zhicheng inserted the straw into a glass bottle of Coke, handed it to Li Shaoze, and then opened a bottle for himself.
Li Shaoze wasn't polite either. He drank a coke with his rice and said with a sly smile: "It's a small matter. You guys help your own guys. Hey, that album of mine is pretty cool."
As soon as Huang Zhicheng heard "Liao Zhai Yan Tan", his expression felt a little strange.
Because now almost everyone in the Kowloon Police Station has a copy of "Liao Zhai Yan Tan". Everyone wants to see if Inspector Huang's acting skills are really as powerful as the legend says.
And this craze is unstoppable, providing a large amount of sales for this drama.
But Huang Zhicheng asked himself, he really has never made a Category III film. Unfortunately, I can’t explain it now. Rumors have begun in the police station that making Category III films is Inspector Huang's side job.
To this end, Director Kowloon also specially invited Huang Zhicheng to the office for a heart-to-heart talk. No matter how Huang Zhicheng explained it, the director thought he was covering up. When he finally walked out of the office, he was nicknamed "Level 3 Yellow".
However, "third-level pornography" is unpleasant to hear. Compared with the crime of abetting murder, Huang Zhicheng can still distinguish clearly which one is lighter and which is more serious. So he laughed aloud and said with a helpless smile: "Next time I have a chance, I'll show a movie starring someone else."
"It's easy to say, I will definitely remember it." Li Shaoze agreed, but he didn't care in his heart.
After all, the leading actor in "Liao Zhai Yan Tan" is so talented, but he is a rare good actor. You can change him at your request? Could it be that today’s police officers are in charge of everything, but they also have to worry about other people watching movies?
When he was almost finished eating, Li Shaoze took out a video tape from his coat and handed it to Huang Zhicheng: "Sir Huang, here is the main video."
Of course he knew why Huang Zhicheng asked him out specifically.
Huang Zhicheng also took the belt off directly and said seriously: "I will inform you first of any news about the Ni family's case in the future."
"Thank you. I know you have good news."
Li Shaoze smiled. It seemed that Huang Zhicheng knew how to behave and understood what he wanted most now.
Since the other party is so understanding, there is nothing to say, just continue to eat midnight snacks.
After finishing their supper, the two of them drove home separately.
In front of the intersection of Laozhai, Li Shaoze parked his car on the side of the road as usual. Although this is a public area, colleagues patrolling the streets nearby already know that after twelve o'clock every day, this land is a dedicated parking space for Sir Li in the West District.
But when he closed the car door, he found a little kid standing under the dim street light, staring at the upstairs of his house.
"Hey, kid, if you don't go home at night, you're stealing chickens!"
Li Shaoze walked over and knelt down and touched the child's head. He found that the child was at most seven or eight years old, but his eyes were very fierce and there was no intelligence at all.
After seeing him, the little kid suddenly cursed: "?
“Wow, the kid is so awesome now!
Li Shaoze was pointed at the nose and scolded by the kid. He stood there dumbfounded and watched the person slip away. He was really caught off guard. But as an adult, there is no need to argue with the kid.
He shook his head and turned to go upstairs. When he reached the corridor, he saw a little kid holding a woman's hand and standing in front of a Mercedes-Benz.
It's obvious that this little kid's mother is quite rich. However, if the little kid who ran out to play pranks in the middle of the night was caught by my mother, he would naturally be beaten.
I could vaguely hear his mother calling his name amidst the kid's cries. If I heard it right, it was probably a homophone of "Guan Zu" or something like that.
"You brat, if I find out if you play any more tricks, I will definitely arrest you and put you in jail."
Li Shaoze muttered twice, took out the key and opened the door. When he entered the room, turned on the light, and stood in front of the window again, the Mercedes-Benz had already driven away.
For the serious crime inspector who was used to seeing tough gangsters, he naturally didn't take it to heart at all just a little kid's prank. After changing clothes, he got into bed and hugged a warm body. A pair of big hands also habitually grasped some indescribable place.
…
A week later at noon, Sky Bar.
The only people who will come to the bar at this time are the employees and the boss.
The only person who can leisurely sit at the bar and drink while others are mopping the floor is the boss.
The owner of this bar is Han Chen.
I saw Han Chen sitting on the bar, pushing a glass of whiskey in front of Chen Yongren: "Aren, Mr. Ni asked you to work with me first."
"You've been doing pretty well during this period, do you have any ideas?"
Chen Yongren, who had dyed yellow hair, sniffed and whispered: "I will do whatever Brother Chen tells me to do."
He is completely two different people now than when he was young in the police academy. Walking outside, even his former classmates might not recognize that he went to the police academy.
"Don't be like this. You are Uncle Kun's son. Sooner or later, you will return to work with Mr. Ni. Mr. Ni asked you to come with me to learn how to do things, not to be his little brother."
The wrinkles on Han Chen's face were squeezed together, but his tone was very serious.
Although Chen Yongren was not born to the main wife and had his mother's surname, Uncle Kun's blood was still flowing in his body. After the Ni family is cleared in the future, Ni Yongxiao will most likely hand over the side business to him.
Because after Ni Yongxiao came home to help Chen Yongren, he gave Chen Yongren the status of eldest brother from the beginning.
It's just that Chen Yongren doesn't know how to do things properly, which makes several uncles in the family look bad. Ni Yongxiao then asked Chen Yongren to learn from Han Chen first, not knowing whether to imitate his sophistication or his cunning.
"Then I want to do big business."
Chen Yongren raised his head, and his eyes under his yellow bangs looked a bit like Uncle Kun's.
Hearing his words, Han Chen did not refuse, but raised his glass and saluted him: "Go ahead."
"Dry."
With a ding sound, the two of them clinked their glasses together, the whiskey in the glass sloshing around.
Chen Yongren watched Han Chen take a sip and drank all the wine in the glass.
