Zhuang Shikai left the office and went to have dinner with Kaohsiung.
During dinner, Kaohsiung silently took out a piece of information and did not mention the undercover police academy matter again.
Zhuang Shikai chuckled, took out a thick envelope, put it on the table and pushed it toward Kaohsiung.
"Inspector Zhuang, we are one of our own, okay?" Kaohsiung spoke in Chaoshan dialect and pretended to be humble.
Zhuang Shikai responded in Chaoshan dialect: "Brother Xiong, you are one of our own, you want what you want."
Kaohsiung showed an implicit smile: "Thank you for that, brother."
Although the two of them are on their own, they occasionally do small favors for each other, so there is no need to argue. But taking away eight undercover agents at once would still give Kaohsiung some benefits.
Otherwise, why would the police academy release eight people at once? Just one is enough for cooperation! Brother Luo was speechless.
"This is both labor fee and hush money."
Kaohsiung felt the thick envelope and knew it, but he finally had some personal money.
In the past few years, he has been controlled by the yellow-faced woman in his family to the point where he can't even afford a Marlboro.
What a joy.
"Hahaha, the higher education officer, let's drink and drink." Zhuang Shikai looked satisfied when he saw Kaohsiung accepting the money. He continued to pick up the plastic cup and squatted with him in the food stall to drink and eat barbecue.
The two of them didn't eat too late. Around six or seven o'clock, they retreated and went home to rest.
After Zhuang Shikai returned to the rental house, he sealed the files of the eight undercover agents with "Crouching Tiger Project" and then put them in the bookcase in his bedroom.
As long as he is around, the identities of the eight undercover police officers are safe.
If the eight undercover agents dared to rebel, he would reveal their undercover identities and send people to kill them.
Whether they become Buddhas or become hungry ghosts in hell depends on how they go.
As a person born in the information age, he distrusts information technology even more and believes that there is no truly safe network in the world. No matter now or in the future, he plans to seal the undercover information in paper form.
After sealing the information, Zhuang Shikai began to write an undercover plan at home. He planned to focus on training the first phase of undercovers and formulate targeted undercover plans for eight people.
….
The eight undercover agents were students in different periods and classes at the police academy.
They are usually not familiar with each other, but now they are undercover agents at the same time.
That night, a group of instructors rushed into the student dormitories. In each of the eight dormitories, they pulled eight unlucky people lying on the bed away: "You! You! You! Get up! Go to the solitary room!"
The eight students were full of excitement and were lying on the bed in the dormitory when they were suddenly caught off guard by the instructor and were all put into the school's solitary room.
Eight students were locked in eight solitary rooms, looking at the ceiling with confused expressions on their faces.
"Is this the beginning of being an undercover agent?" Lei Yaoyang squatted in the corner and sighed.
Liang Xiaotang was lying on the bed with his legs crossed and his head resting on his hands: "What is this? This hasn't even begun yet!"
"Are you afraid? If you're afraid, don't do anything for Mr. Zhuang. Go home and breastfeed the child!"
Lei Yaoyang glared at Liang Xiaotang, but Liang Xiaotang whistled and ignored him.
Wu Zhixiong's room was just opposite Wu Zhiwei, and the two brothers were seen sighing at each other across the iron fence.
"Hey, boss, will we be divided into two clubs when we go out?"
"Well, it should be."
"What should we do? Will we meet while shopping?"
"What are you afraid of! Young man! If we meet during a shopping spree, just stab me to death!"
As the eldest brother, Wu Zhixiong is very courageous and shows off his eldest brother style in just one sentence.
"Hoo ho ho." Ma Jun shook his fist at the wall without saying a word, Guan Li fell asleep early while lying on the bed, and Cao Dahua's wooden bed was tickling.
As the second best shooter in the police academy, he always practices marksmanship in the middle of the night, striving to surpass the first place in marksmanship.
At this time, Zhang Lang was standing opposite him. He seemed to see something and shouted loudly: "Fat boy! Why are you masturbating!"
"Damn! You're on the street! You're teaching me how to do things!" Cao Dahua snorted, bent over and sat up, his face flushed, and he cursed righteously.
For a while, the solitary room was filled with the fishy smell of salted fish.
Everyone stopped communicating, and Cao Dahua wiped his hand on the railing...
No paper, just make do with it and be done with it.
That night, the story of eight trainees provoking their superiors in the teaching building quietly spread throughout the police academy.
At first, the students thought that the eight people were chosen by their superiors because of their excellent performance in the assessment.
But I took a fancy to it. Unexpectedly, eight people, without knowing what they were doing, dared to provoke the senior detective who came to visit and assess. I heard that Detective Zhuang knocked them to the ground after three punches and two kicks, and Detective Zhuang also ordered them to get out of the police academy.
On Friday morning, at Wong Chuk Hang Police Academy, hundreds of trainees lined up in square formations and stood neatly on the playground.
Eight men wearing police academy training uniforms and carrying backpacks walked along the road towards the police academy gate.
They had just come out of confinement, their faces were covered with stubble, their bodies were dirty, and they had become much older in a few days.
Kaohsiung stood in front of the square with his hands behind his back and a serious face. He pointed at the eight people and shouted loudly: "When you enter the police academy, you must abide by the rules of the police academy! People who don't obey the rules are like him, him, him! They are the same!"
"Get out of here all, get rid of them all!"
"Who would want to trade with them?"
"Bah!" The solemn and neat phalanx stood at attention and saluted. Several hundred students raised their arms and shouted loudly: "I don't want to! Sir!"
Click, click, click, the screen turned into black and white, eight figures, eight postures, eight faces with resolute expressions, walked out of the door of the police academy one after another, and finally looked back, deeply remembering the appearance of the police academy.
It was a place they would never go back to, a place they missed from the first second they stepped out of the police academy.
Afterwards, eight practitioners wearing backpacks got into the same van and drove to Tin Hau Temple in Causeway Bay.
Instructor Huang stood by the playground with the document under his arm. After watching the three people leave, he blew the siren and shouted: "Start training!"
"Yes! Sir!" The police academy returned to its former appearance. Uncle Jian drove a car of people to the gate of Tin Hau Temple and led the three people into the temple.
Tin Hau Temple in Causeway Bay is the largest Tin Hau temple in Hong Kong and a holy place in the hearts of believers on Hong Kong Island.
Zhuang Shikai did not believe in God, but he hoped that his men and horses would have faith.
Choosing to start from this place is to give them some moral support and comfort!
Uncle Jian didn't know what these people were doing. He thought they were just ordinary school police officers who were summoned by the big boss and brought them to the front of the temple. He stopped at the bottom of the more than a hundred steps and stopped going forward. He refused to listen to the police. thing.
The eight people stepped up the steps step by step. After dozens of steps, they saw a man in a suit holding high incense and bowing in front of the main hall of Tin Hau Temple.
"Please, Queen Mother, please keep the eight young children safe, wipe out the cancer in Hong Kong's society, and come back with a bright future."
"Good for them, good for me, and good for you!"
"Bah!" The sound of eight backpacks being dropped on the ground sounded. Zhuang Shikai inserted the incense into the incense burner on the desk in front of him, turned to look at the eight people and said, "Here?"
