The next day.
early morning.
At the entrance of Tin Hau Temple, a Mercedes-Benz sports car was parked.
Zhuang Shikai was dressed in a suit and holding three sticks of incense in his hand. He stood in front of several cells in the memorial hall and bowed in worship.
"Sir Zhou."
"Pei Zai, Xiaobai."
"The head will be brought to you."
I saw him putting the incense in the incense burner next to him with a solemn expression, and sighed longly: "Have a good reincarnation."
At present, the police force has not yet built the Hao Yuan. The police officers who died in the police force are hidden in the Tin Hau Temple according to custom.
In addition, there are some in Wong Tai Sin Temple.
When Haoyuan is built, the police force will provide a unified burial place for heroes.
However, according to Haoyuan's historical time, it will not be activated until 1996. It was a bit late at this time, so Zhuang Shikai decided to draft a document and send it to the director later.
If the police force lacks funds, he can fund the construction and use it as a charity project, which can also have the effect of winning people's hearts.
In short, the money will definitely not be wasted.
Last night, after finishing the scene, he drove home and went to sleep. Because he was in a good mood, the little spider in the window of the manor suffered again.
And before he went to the police station early in the morning, he called his subordinates to deliver the sacrifice.
At this time, two black cloth bags were placed next to the incense table...
The surface of the black bag had already been stained red with blood, making it look a little dirty and smelly.
"Haoyun."
"Get things cleaned up."
Zhuang Shikai walked out of the memorial hall and waved his hands with a relaxed expression.
Yuan Haoyun stood guard at the door and immediately nodded and said: "Yes! Sir!"
Yuan Haoyun is in good spirits and seems to have taken a nap last night.
After all, Sir Yuan is also a superior... When others want to drink a cup of coffee to refresh themselves and relax on the sofa for a while, can their subordinates stop them?
However, Yuan Haoyun does not have a lot of dark circles under his eyes. Eat as much raw eggs as you should.
Yuan Haoyun is responsible for guarding the door to prevent anyone from entering the Memorial Hall by mistake.
Although there are very few people who come to pay homage in the early morning, what if there are people or temple employees passing by?
It is not a good thing for citizens to see the police team sacrificing heads to brothers.
Of course, when the brothers received the news, they all looked excited and looked like they wanted to mention Sir Zhuang from life to death.
Yuan Haoyun walked into the Memorial Hall, picked up the head, turned around and left with the bag, apparently to destroy the "evidence".
Zhuang Shikai was wearing a suit and walked up the steps leisurely.
Come anyway.
On the way, I went to Tin Hau Temple to worship.
After all, there was something wrong with him bringing blood into the Tin Hau Temple.
First, I would like to pay my respects to the Queen of Heaven and pray for peace. Second, I would like to donate some money to the Queen of Heaven so that the elderly can be tolerant.
He doesn't lack the money either.
However, Zhuang Shikai was relaxed and walking up the steps, looking a bit like an old man who went out for a walk early in the morning.
Especially at this moment, the sky is bright and there is still fog around. All we need is a Tai Chi wooden sword, and we can go to the park to part the wild horses' manes and the white cranes to spread their wings.
"Don't be offended, Queen Mother."
"Everyone is doing this to keep citizens safe."
"You will understand me, right?"
Zhuang Shikai clasped his hands together, leaned down three times, and recited silently.
Then, he took out a stack of Hong Kong dollars and threw them into the merit box without hesitation.
"Mom!"
"At least twenty thousand!"
Blind Chen appeared at the corner, his ears moved, and he immediately heard the amount from the falling sound.
"Ahem." Blind Chen coughed twice quickly and prepared to open the business.
"Huh?"
"Master Chen, it's so early!"
Zhuang Shikai turned his head and showed a surprised expression.
He just walked in and didn't see Blind Chen. Why did he turn around and see Blind Chen sitting on the chair?
He closed his eyes and prayed silently for only ten seconds, and he didn't hear any sound. Co-author Can the Master Fly?
Zhuang Shikai walked to the wooden table. Blind Chen heard his familiar voice and suddenly realized: "It turns out to be this boss! No wonder he is so generous!"
"I made some money today."
In the past, Zhuang Shikai would only find time to visit Tin Hau Temple in the afternoon or evening. Therefore, blind man Chen didn't guess for a moment, and then he showed a narrow smile, pinched his fingers and said: "Last night, the three stars collided with each other. I was watching the stars at night and had no intention of sleeping, so I came a little early."
He originally just made a casual conversation and thought of adding a mysterious atmosphere.
Unexpectedly, this remark immediately aroused Zhuang Shikai's interest. Zhuang Shikai walked up to the blind man, stared at him with interest, and said nothing for a long time.
If the old blind man is telling the truth, then the mission prompt can really cause the stars to change.
Although, the stars will change.
Some horoscopes don't mean anything.
But Zhuang Shikai still felt like he was in a mysterious place.
This feeling is very attractive.
The old blind man felt weak for a while after being stared at by Mr. Zhuang. He pinched his fingers, raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Boss?"
"Master Chen."
"Is your fortune telling really accurate?" Zhuang Shikai took out his .38 gun, opened the magazine and turned it slightly, making a whirling sound.
Then he closed the magazine again, slapped the gun on the table and asked.
The old blind man's brows jumped and he quickly replied: "Accurate! Accurate! Accurate!"
"No one is more accurate than me!"
Wouldn't it be courting death to be unsure at this time?
Zhuang Shikai smiled, raised the muzzle of his gun, pointed it at the old blind man's legs and asked: "Master! Please do the math, will you be shot today?"
The old blind man looked ashen, pinched his fingers, trembled all over, hesitated, hesitated, and didn't say a word for a long time.
"Click!" Zhuang Shikai pressed the safety button and said nothing.
The old blind man quickly raised his feet, stepped on the chair, raised his hands in front of his head, curled up on the chair and shouted: "Big brother, don't shoot!"
"You think I don't know, and you shoot me when I say you don't know. I made a mistake!"
"Then let me guess again. When I say yes, you still shoot, and you say I made a mistake!"
"Bah! Maybe you are even more shameless! You shot me if I calculated correctly!"
The old blind man shouted loudly, and the sound was heard from the temple. Unfortunately, except for a few sparrows flying by, the Tin Hau Temple was silent in the early morning, and no one could save him.
The sacred and solemn Queen of Heaven next to her is just a clay and wood sculpture, without any vitality or divine power.
"Hahaha..." A hearty laugh came to mind in the temple.
Zhuang Shikai looked at the old blind man, put away his gun, turned off the safety, took out a Hong Kong dollar from his arms and slapped it on the table: "Master Chen, I'm sorry, I was just kidding."
"goodbye."
Zhuang Shikai chuckled and walked over the threshold, walking down the temple step by step.
He scared the old magician.
Not trying to kill anyone.
I just want to see if there is a God in the world!
He is so audacious! Ask God with a gun in front of the temple!
Unfortunately, judging from the performance of the old magic stick, no matter whether there are gods or not in the world, at least in the living world, the biggest person with a gun is still there.
Ah, very good. He just likes this kind of ordinary world. The messy things are too scary, which is not what Sir Zhuang likes.
After Officer Zhuang left, Blind Chen picked up the Hong Kong banknotes with trembling fingers and cursed with a sad face: "You still have some conscience."
"Damn, it scared the hell out of me." Blind Chen folded the Hong Kong banknotes, put them in his chest, took a long breath, adjusted his mentality, and said, "Fortunately, I'm smart."
…
A week later.
Zhuang Shikai picked up a document from the office desktop, stood up, pushed the door and walked into the office area. He took the elevator downstairs alone and drove to Kowloon Mission Hospital.
In his hand was an undercover reinstatement document.
Specially prepared for Ma Jun!
Ma Jun has been undercover for many years and dares to fight hard. In the final step to kill Wang Bao, he even risked his life and almost died.
Zhuang Shikai had no reason to treat the clerk badly, so he prepared a generous gift for him as he admitted.
During this week, the streets were initially chaotic and then calm.
In the next mopping up operation, the police team successively eliminated several hall leaders who wanted to take the lead in Zhongyixin, and closed down more than a dozen venues.
In addition, as Zhongyixin and He Liansheng went silent one after another, Hongxing and Dongxing also realized that they were not doing well and began to shrink their territory and keep a low profile.
Hongxing and Dongxing did not dare to take some of the business vacated by Zhongyixin and Heliansheng. Instead, they gave some small players the opportunity to share the pie.
It can be said that the police force has now completely taken the initiative in cracking down on associations!
The police force is not allowed to grow big, but it is happy to see it divided into small ones.
For those new minor characters, a file will be listed and will not be processed for the time being.
Because they want it to be too easy to handle.
At the same time, the four major powder-selling and drug-trafficking families also began to shrink their businesses and keep a low profile, for fear of repeating the tragedies of the two major societies.
Before Zhuang Shikai took action on them, the drug trade in the market had naturally decreased to a very small amount, and it was even more hidden.
In short, drug dealers are the most sophisticated people.
The police force has also changed the face of the streets of Hong Kong Island to a certain extent.
Suppress the arrogance of the community!
Achieve phased results.
"Squeak." The car stopped at Kowloon Hospital.
Zhuang Shikai, wearing a suit, stepped out of the car and entered the door with documents in hand.
"Ajun!"
"How is it?" Zhuang Shikai came to the independent ward on the sixth floor, opened the door, moved a small chair and sat next to the hospital bed.
"Sir Zhuang." Ma Jun held on to the bed and tried to get up.
Zhuang Shikai casually bowed his hands and said, "Lie down."
"Yes, sir." Ma Jun lay down on the bedside again.
"Is your nose feeling better?" Zhuang Shikai looked at the bandages on Ma Jun's face with a smile on his face.
On the day of the accident, Ma Jun was beaten very badly. He had multiple bones and serious injuries all over his body. He was sent directly to the operating room, where doctors worked on him for twelve hours.
Subsequently, the rescue was successful and he was sent to the ICU, where he stayed for 48 hours before regaining consciousness.
This week passed, Ma Jun recovered well, but he could only move his two hands, and other parts were tied up and intubated, which looked miserable.
Even so, the doctor was amazed, praising Ma Jun's vitality, and wanted to observe Ma Jun as a medical case...
Then the observation report was torn up by the police.
In addition, according to the doctor, it will take at least two to three months for Ma Jun to recover and be discharged.
"much better."
"You can use a prosthesis on your nose... Then you can fight more easily, and you won't be afraid of being beaten or broken!" Ma Jun laughed twice, raised his tattooed arm and said, "It will take a long time before he can be discharged from the hospital and resume work."
"It doesn't matter. You just came back and you need time to adapt. Just treat it as a long vacation."
"The police station is not short of your salary!" Zhuang Shikai picked up an apple from the fruit basket on the bedside, and continued: "But it will take some time to be discharged from the hospital... but I will be reinstated... now!"
