American Comics: BOSS Invasion

On the rooftop, Qi Shan met Chan Wing-yan for the second time.

He was still wearing that black leather jacket. The bandage on his right hand had obviously been changed for a new one, but his complexion was still not good. Especially when he looked at Qi Shan, there was a strange look in the depths of his eyes, not like anger, nor like a sacrifice, but more like a bit of desire mixed in with the exploration.

Chan Wing-yan was expelled from police academy halfway through and has been a problem for nearly 10 years. He has always been a small fry, following Han Chen and running errands, which has only made Han Chen's business bigger and bigger.

Superintendent Wong had launched several operations in a row, but he had not been able to obtain any effective evidence.

Chan Wing-yan was essentially an undercover agent, and he was a failure at both jobs, so he was feeling quite depressed.

He wanted to rush up and hug this little angel immediately. He also wanted to rush into Huang Zhicheng's office immediately, point a gun at his head, and loudly question him, why did he have to hide such important news?

But reason restrained him. He knew that if he did so, it would bring danger to everyone.

Qi Shan handed over a small box.

"What is this thing?"

"The latest product of the CIA Special Equipment Laboratory, a secret communicator, with eavesdropping function when necessary!"

Qi Shan opened the box, revealing a transparent sticker the size of a thumb inside.

"This kind of thing can be directly attached to the upper palate. The dark and humid oral cavity conducts electricity, absorbing the weak current from the body surface to work continuously.

It is very small and transparent in color. Under normal circumstances, it cannot be detected from the outside, but if you eat something, it is easy to take it into your stomach.

This thing has a unique signal transmission and is immune to ordinary signal jammers.

The words you say and the words spoken by everyone within a radius of 1.5 meters can be heard on the receiving end, so you don't have to do anything. You only need to stick this small thing on your upper palate, and the next morning you will receive a horse racing ticket. The amount of the prize is uncertain, but it will be at least about 100,000 yuan.

I believe this is a considerable subsidy for you, especially under these circumstances!"

Qi Shan's words were meaningful, and Chan Wing-yan instantly thought of his wife and children.

But the next second, he focused his attention on the small box again.

He stared at Qi Shan and said in a serious tone, "Who exactly are you?"

Qi Shan said, "Just an inconspicuous private detective! Mr. Chan should have an important appointment. Dr. Lee Sum-Yee's side, if you are late, I'm afraid something big will happen. I won't disturb you! I hope to receive good news from you!"

Qi Shan smiled, turned and left.

In fact, meeting Chan Wing-yan was just that Qi Shan wanted to break the current situation without participating in the Infernal Affairs game. Naturally, he needed to add some strength to the periphery.

Providing some intelligence assistance to others should be a correct way to open the mission.

Qi Shan was more optimistic about another way.

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After get off work in the evening, Ah May took her daughter home after the detective agency closed. Qi Shan found a nearby bar and went inside.

The bar was very lively. The music was deafening, the lights were bright and dazzling, and constantly changing. The men and women were immersed in it like crazy.

Qi Shan sat calmly at the bar, knocked on the table, and said to the bartender, "Do you have any drug dealers here?"

The bartender looked at Qi Shan like an idiot. No one asks that way.

"Sir, I don't know what you are talking about. Go to the hospital if you are sick. This is a bar!"

"Then how about this?"

A large bill of 1,000 yuan appeared in Qi Shan's hand.

The bill disappeared instantly, and a bright smile appeared on the bartender's face. He lowered his voice and said, "I just heard some rumors. If you have any special needs, you can go to the private room inside and find a person named Cola. If there are no accidents, he can meet your requirements!"

Qi Shan nodded and got up to walk inside.

As soon as he took a few steps, two big men stopped Qi Shan.

"Sorry sir, this is a private area and is not allowed to enter!"

The two men spoke stiffly, not much different from what was shown in the movies.

"I have something to ask your boss. By the way, is your boss Cola?"

"Sorry, we don't have anyone named Cola here. If you need anything, you can go to the bar and the bartender will provide it for you!" The strong man said expressionlessly. Qi Shan took a closer look and found that both of them were wearing suits.

Huh, is there already a dress code for bar bouncers in the early 2000s?

Looks like there are unexpected circumstances.

But this has nothing to do with Qi Shan.

He smiled and said, "Okay, I'm an easygoing person. You give me the location of another drug dealer, and I can turn around and leave!"

"Sorry, I can't help you!"

Qi Shan sighed: "Then you are a bit unreasonable! You won't let me go to Cola, and you won't give me the location of another drug dealer. Isn't this deliberately making things difficult for me?"

The two strong men looked a little disdainful. One of them was about to speak when Qi Shan raised his hand and slapped him away.

With a bang, the whole person flew two or three meters away and smashed a table, which immediately startled a group of women.

"You … …"

Pa!

With the same moonlight, he flew two or three meters away, rolled a few times on the spot, and hit his head on the steps and passed out directly.

"Someone is making trouble!"

A man in a suit saw this and shouted and rushed up.

Qi Shan smiled, put his left hand in his pocket, and waved his right hand casually back and forth. If anyone dared to approach, he would slap them, lightly causing them to spin, and heavily sending them flying out.

After slapping five or six men in suits away, the remaining people surrounded him in a daze, posing in a fighting stance and slowly retreating.

Until a rude voice sounded.

"Who is so bold to dare to cause trouble on my Cola's territory? Don't you know that I'm in charge here? Today, I'm treating my big brother to a drink, which is supposed to be a time to show off. Which bastard dares to make trouble for me? Huh?"

The crowd separated, and a monster with fancy clothes and pink hair on his head walked out with two beauties, staring straight at Qi Shan with sinister eyes.

Qi Shan chuckled and said, "Cola, right? I want to talk to you about a business!"

Cola's eyes widened: "I'll talk business with your ghost. Everyone, get on him! Kill this bastard first!"