I am a policeman

Chapter 8 Gun God
"One, two, three...fifty, 51..." Lei Weidong landed with one hand on the ground, with the other behind his back, sitting and doing push-ups with one hand.

"Uncle Dong, I really can't take it anymore, this is too..."

"If you can't take it, you have to persevere. The most important thing in shooting is arm strength. You can't feel it when you use a .[-] now. You will know it when you change to a large-caliber pistol like the Sand Eagle."

"But!"

"It's nothing to worry about. Every day, you do [-] push-ups with one hand and [-] push-ups with both hands every day. You have to do it for three years."

"Uncle Dong, what are you doing here?" Lei Weidong asked as he slowly lifted a bucket of water up with his fingers.

"Sharpshooter, the most important thing is..."

"Uncle Dong, when can we practice guns?" Lei Weidong, who had practiced hard for more than an hour and lay on the ground, asked weakly.

"This is the schedule, you can practice according to it in the future." Yang Jindong threw a piece of paper to Lei Weidong.

"Schedule." Looking at the densely written daily tasks, Lei Weidong's face was ugly, "Uncle Dong, if I follow this, I won't do anything every day, even..."

"You practice guns in the gun room all day. It's no different from nothing. As for playing football, it doesn't matter. Just make up for it afterwards." Yang Jindong laughed,

"Lei Zai, don't think I'm harsh. Strict teachers produce high-quality apprentices. If you want to become a first-class master, you have to work hard. I hope you will become a new generation of gun kings."
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"Lei Zai, you're still practicing guns, don't you know you're tired?" Lard Boy, who was smiling like a smiling Buddha all day long, walked into the gun room of the Central Police Station, saw Lei Weidong shooting at the shooting range, and immediately walked over .

"Brother Zi, why are you free to come to the police station today? Do you have anything to do?" Seeing Lard Boy approaching, Lei Weidong put down the gun in his hand and greeted him.

Different from the image in Money Empire, the lard boy in front of him is not only as fat as Fatty Wang, but also as wretched as Uncle Da. Combining the shortcomings of their appearance, he looks even more pleasing.

"Aren't you confused about gun practice, kid? Today is the day to pay fees, of course I'm going to come." Lard boy smiled and took out an envelope from his arms, "Here, this is yours."

"Mine, Brother Zi, mine is not from...how come there are still?" Looking at the envelope that Lard Boy handed over, Lei Weidong was very puzzled.

I am just a plainclothes police officer now, and the fee is paid by the sergeant of the plainclothes team, so I don't need lard boy to go out in person.

"It's not a fee, it's a red envelope from Brother Le." Zhu Youzi laughed loudly, "In yesterday's game, you made three good passes in a row, and cooperated with Xi Jiu to let Brother Le complete a hat-trick.

Brother Le is very happy. It just so happens that you have been employed for three months and decided to give you a big red envelope of 9999 yuan. "

"Thank you Brother Le, thank you Brother Zi." Hearing that it was the red envelope from Lei Le, Lei Weidong accepted it with joy.

"Lei Zai, I'm not talking about you, your life is too boring." Patting Lei Weidong on the shoulder, Lard Boy pulled Lei Weidong to sit on a chair in the shooting range and chatted.
"I either practice guns at the police station or go to the martial arts hall to practice martial arts every day. Home, police station, and martial arts are all three-point line. Except for the occasional game of football for Luo Ge, I don't have any spare time activities.

It's time to find a girlfriend. If you can't find one, I'll introduce you to a few. Not only are they no worse than movie stars, they're all chicks. "

"Brother Zi, I'm dissatisfied with you. I also want to have a girlfriend, but at my age." Lei Weidong shrugged, and said helplessly, "It's better to wait two years, after the age of 16."

"Ah, haha, I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me, you're still not satisfied this year..." The expression on Lard Boy's face froze for a moment, and he smiled awkwardly.

Lei Weidong's real age is a secret to ordinary policemen. They all think that Lei Weidong is 16 years old, but in the eyes of Xu Legong and Zhu Youzai, this secret is nothing, just check it out .

The current Lei Weidong is only a month away from turning 13, so it is a bit difficult for him to go out and pick up girls.

Why Chen Xijiu, Lin Gang and the others didn't care about Lei Weidong's appearance, other than because Lei Weidong's position was too low, it would take seven, eight or even ten years at the fastest to climb up to the position of inspector.

Another point is that Lei Weidong is too young, let alone the older generation like Lei Le and Lan Gang, the youngest Chen Xijiu is more than 20 years older than Lei Weidong, and belongs to two generations.

When Lei Weidong took over, not to mention Lan Gang and others, even Chen Xijiu was about to retire.

"I don't like alcohol and tobacco. It will affect my football status. I have to wait for a girlfriend for two years. Now I really have nowhere to go, so I can only live at three o'clock and one line." Lei Weidong continued.

"You can go to the casino to play and relax." Lard Boy suggested.

"I would like to go to Macau to see the world and see how luxurious the No. [-] casino in Asia is, but at my age, I can't get in at all."

"Your current age is really embarrassing. I was still in school when I was your age, and I didn't come out until I graduated from middle school." Hearing that Lei Weidong wanted to go to Macau to meet the world, Zhu Youzai smiled.

"It's someone else who can't get in, not us. I have a VIP letter from the Lisboa Casino. You just use it. You won't be kicked out because of your age."

"Thank you brother." Hearing that lard boy wanted to lend him the VIP letter from Lisboa, Lei Weidong got up to express his gratitude.

Lei Weidong, who has detection skills in his hands, has long wanted to go to Macau to make some money.

Gambling in Xiangjiang is illegal, and the money won by underground casinos is not officially recognized by the government.

But it’s different in Macau. Not only can you gamble openly, but you can also spend the money you win generously. Even the ICAC can’t do anything about you.

Of course, the money must be earned by you, not someone deliberately lost to you in the casino.

Now that the ICAC has just been established, the attention is still on the inspectors in Xiangjiang, and they don’t pay attention to Macau. As long as the casino wins money, it is useless.

Wait until the 80s, because the police often have black police officers who deliberately go to Macau in order to whiten the money in their hands, use casinos to launder money, and let people deliberately lose money to themselves.

There are many such things, and the ICAC began to conduct in-depth investigations into the money won by the police and civil servants from the casino. Once it found that there was a relationship of interest, it would invite the other party to drink coffee.

"Lei Zai, are you really going to Macau?" After Lard Zai left, Yang Jindong came to Lei Weidong with two bottles of water, handed over a bottle, and asked.

"I'm definitely going to go, lard boy has already said this, so I can't go if I don't go." After receiving the water handed over by Yang Jindong, Lei Weidong unscrewed the lid and took a sip, said.

"It's very likely that there is brother Le's meaning in it."

"It's possible." Yang Jindong nodded, guessing, "It's probably because Lei Le knew about the news that I accepted you as a disciple, and wanted to test you."

"Uncle Dong, do you have a conflict with Lei Le?" Lei Weidong asked.

"No." Yang Jindong shook his head, "It's just that Lei Le wanted to propose me as a detective a few years ago, but I rejected it, so...you should pay attention when you go to Macau, you can play, don't get addicted, bet and win It harms others and oneself like poison."

"Uncle Dong, don't worry, I still have some self-control." Lei Weidong smiled,

"However, Uncle Dong, Brother Le has promoted you to be a detective. Could it be that you used to treat your marksmanship so well? You must not be an ordinary person. Why do you stay in the gun room?"

Lei Weidong's eyes were full of doubts, obviously very curious.

"I mainly lost to one person, that's why..." Yang Jindong's tone revealed unwillingness.

"Losing to someone, Uncle Dong, you are so powerful, the person who can defeat you must be..., can you tell me who it is?"

"Who else is there? The world's number one killer is Aotian." Yang Jindong curled his lips, "But I didn't lose, it was a draw. At the same time, we made an appointment to fight again in 20 years."

(End of this chapter)