Roaming In The World Of Film And Television

Chapter 334

“The fortune-teller said that I am a master of success, but I don’t agree. I think it’s up to you to decide whether to live or die. You have the shortest life with me and the cleanest foundation. How can you take the road? Pick it yourself.”

“Well, I wish you all the best in the police department, cheers, sir.”

…

“Lin Yue, Lin Yue, what’s the matter with you?”

A voice awakened him, and when he looked up, the person on the other side frowned slightly, and his serious face was full of doubts.

“Why are you still stunned? Tell you to take people away.”

Huang Zhicheng?

The superintendent of the serious crime team in Infernal Affairs?

Lin Yue turned to look at the room. A chair fell to the ground. In front of him was a man handcuffed with his face on the floor. Next to him was a pool of blood he vomited.

Two people stood not far away, one holding a hammer and the other holding a book and patted his palms gently.

Chen Yongren who worked undercover for three years and three years, three years and three years?

This is… the summer of 2002?

While thinking, Lin Yue walked over to help Chen Yongren open the handcuffs and lifted the person from the ground.

“Are you OK?”

“Cough…” Chen Yongren coughed out a mouthful of blood, waving his hand like him.

Lin Yue patted his trouser pocket. There was only a mobile phone in it, and he subconsciously walked up to Huang Zhicheng: “Boss, I remember you have a handkerchief on you, right?”

Huang Zhicheng took a deep look at him, took a handkerchief out of his trouser pocket and placed it on his hand.

Lin Yue didn’t say much, walked over and handed it to Chen Yongren.

Chen Yongren glanced at him, then at Huang Zhicheng, and took the handkerchief to dry the blood on the corners of his mouth.

“Thanks.”

Lin Yue nodded, and glanced at the two security officers standing next to him: “It’s been so many years, it’s still the same.”

“Sir Huang, your subordinates are very sympathetic.”

The sound of Yin & Yang was strange, and his smile was full of jokes. Even with a pair of eyes, he couldn’t get rid of the strong gloomy atmosphere —— Chief Inspector of Security Department Yang Jinrong.

Huang Zhicheng ignored him and looked in the direction of the hall and asked, “What’s the matter?” There was a burst of miscellaneous speech outside, and a lot of people came.

“I think the guests are here.” Yang Jinrong smiled and walked outside.

Huang Zhicheng winked at Lin Yue and then walked towards the hall.

“How are you? Do you want to see a doctor?” Lin Yue helped Chen Yongren to walk outside.

“I’m fine.” Chen Yongren handed the blood-stained handkerchief over.

Lin Yue said: “Huang SIR has a cleanliness addiction. Keep the handkerchief.”

Chen Yongren stuffed his handkerchief into his trouser pocket.

…

When the two came to the lobby of the Security Department, the noisy scene had calmed down.

People from the Security Department, the Crime Squad, and the Criminal Intelligence Division stood silently with a group of young and Dangerous Chinese businessman Shen Liang, whose forehead and arms were wrapped in gauze, with a look of resentment. In front is his Big Brother Shen Cheng. Guy Han Chen.

A man with a black baseball cap was reporting work to Huang Zhicheng: “Sir Huang, I’m sorry, the top one, ask us to take some photos. I don’t know what’s going on.”

Yang Jinrong walked over and said, “My person named the Criminal Intelligence Division opened a file and took a photo of everyone. Isn’t that okay?”

Shen Cheng took off his glasses and sighed in front of them, took out the glasses cloth and wiped it, as if I was not interested in your police’s intrigue.

Han Chen grinned, and the grinning muscles on his face outlined a pair of right angles: “Police officers, have you played enough?”

After Lin Yue came to the lobby, he glanced at Liu Jianming, then flashed behind a female policeman, called the system menu, and scrolled down to the task list.

The main task: to eradicate the hidden ghosts in the police station and clean yourself with the black hand behind the scenes.

Side mission (1): Rescue Chen Yongren.

Side mission (2): Rescue Huang Zhicheng.

Special task: (not open).

When I saw the main task, a stream of information flooded my mind.

Lin Yue, 27 years old, unmarried, the plainclothes sergeant of the Crime Squad of the HK Police, and an effective subordinate of Huang Zhicheng.

This is not the point. The point is his other First Stage status. Like Liu Jianming, he is also the undercover agent for Han Chen to intervene in the police station, but he entered the police force a little later.

Lin Yue was speechless, because the system created a pair of contradictory tasks for him. Huang Zhicheng is fortunate to say that a master like Chen Yongren who sees things in black or white and does not rub the sand in his eyes, I am afraid that even his father would commit a crime. Sin will also be sent to prison, let alone oneself?

Slap~

The sound of folders falling on the coffee table.

His attention was drawn back to reality.

Han Chen stood up from the sofa: “Let’s go, silly strong.”

A group of young and Dangerous children filed out. Lin Yue noticed that Han Chen glanced at him before leaving, and the smile on his mouth was a bit playful.

He couldn’t help frowning.

“Colleagues from the Criminal Intelligence Division go first.” Watching Han Chen and Shen Cheng’s group leave, Huang Zhicheng very politely asked Liu Jianming and his team to accept the team, and then looked at Yang Jinrong with an unhappy expression: “What do you want to do?”

“Do you think I’m doing something? It’s going to die.”

“As long as you know.”

Huang Zhicheng finished speaking and took Lin Yue and several subordinates to the floor of the crime team.

“Remember to write a report for me later.”

It was obviously Yang Jinrong who caused the trouble. Now the crime team is going to help wipe his butt, and the police officers from the Security Department are undercover agents sent by him. At this time, it is impossible to rectify Chen Yongren’s name. It is strange that he can be happy.

“Okay.” Lin Yue nodded, and noticed that the faces of several colleagues next to him were very unfriendly, and they seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Huang Zhicheng’s arrangements.

The HK Police Force implements a points system. Points can be obtained for solving crimes, examinations, and year-end evaluations, and writing reports is no exception.

As the criminal investigation department that mainly investigates triads and organized crime, the serious crime team is composed of elites of the police force who rely on their ability to feed themselves. Lin Yue has been transferred from the marine police department to the serious crime team for three or four years and solved the case. His performance is mediocre, so he is an expert at writing, drawing, and painting. However, Huang Zhicheng always takes him by his side. Regardless of whether he contributes to his actions, he will always give him the task of writing reports, so that he has been mixed for a few years. A lot of points, as long as they can pass the promotion exam, there is no problem to be promoted to the inspector, and the people in the group have a lot of grievances about this matter.

Halfway through the crowd, Huang Zhicheng stopped suddenly: “You go back to the crime team first, Lin Yue, you come out with me.”

“Yes, sir.” Policewoman Irene and the others in the serious crime team walked forward. Yao Wenji, who was behind, glanced at him when he passed Lin Yue. There was jealousy in his eyes, as if to say why.

Just the one who wrote the report, why would he let Superintendent Huang take a high look?

Lin Yue ignored him and left the police building behind Huang Zhicheng and got into a black Honda car.

Huang Zhicheng drove around in the car and turned out of the city. About twenty minutes later, he stopped by a cemetery and brought Lin Yue down from above.

The sea breeze blows from Victoria Harbour with a strong salty smell.

“After living in HK for many years, the scenery here is still the most beautiful.” Huang Zhicheng lit a cigarette in his mouth.

Lin Yue has seen so many people, he is the first one to say that the cemetery has the most beautiful scenery.

Huang Zhicheng walked to the tomb of his good brother Lu Qichang and looked at the person in the photo silently.

He took two puffs of cigarettes forcefully, and put the rest on the tombstone. A gust of wind blew the cigarettes and the cigarettes rolled away, floating in the air with the ashes of the sparks.

Lin Yue picked up the cigarette that had fallen on the ground and put it on the leeward of the root of the tombstone.

Huang Zhicheng lit another cigarette and glanced over another tombstone.

“You… don’t blame me.”