Hong Kong Comprehensive Begins, Seeking Laws from the Heavens

1990s, Hong Kong.

Travel through time for a month.

Lin Mosheng has adapted to his role as a patrol policeman.

I was reading today's evening newspaper at the ice cream shop and started fishing.

[Hutchison Li Sheng responded to the current hot property market: I am optimistic about the future of Hong Kong, and there is no bubble in the property market!]

Off the street! The street lamp still needs some accessories!

Lin Mosheng cursed.

There was a clatter and he turned to the next page angrily.

[Another car accident occurred on Yin Yang Road! Feng Shui master Mr. Lai suggested that the Hong Kong Metropolitan Government demolish this road!]

Lin Mosheng's expression became slightly more solemn.

According to what he has learned this month, although he has traveled to the 1990s, this world is not the same as his previous life.

And many of the things that happened were similar to the movies I had watched.

Just like the other two titles.

[Stephen Zhou Tangchao catering chain seeks to go public, with an estimated market value of HK$1 billion!]

[The God of Gamblers vs. the Devil: Winning 50 million US dollars in one night!]

I would rather believe that it exists than believe that it doesn’t exist. I can’t go to Yin Yang Road when I’m on duty at night!

"Ah Sheng, are you fishing again? I'll treat you to supper tonight."

Lin Mosheng followed the voice and looked at his companion Song Yang, who was patrolling the streets together today.

"What good thing?"

Song Yang glanced at the restaurant in the distance, "There was an idiot who parked illegally just now and gave me 5,000 to get a ticket."

"Fuck! Is he stupid or am I stupid? Give me 5,000 and ask me to copy it, and I will copy it? Instead of donating it to the Hong Kong government, you might as well donate it to me!"

Damn it, is there such a good thing?!

Lin Mosheng looked at the triumphant Song Yang and wished he could give himself a slap.

Tell you to fish! Tell you to fish!

"That silly... No, that great good man is still here?"

Song Yang saw Lin Mosheng with golden eyes and understood what he was thinking.

"There was probably a gang member in the Dragon Phoenix Restaurant just now, who deliberately insulted newcomers to the police station like us."

"Gan, there is really no future in Hong Kong now. Being a police officer is no better than being a member of society."

Song Yang was still nagging and complaining, but Lin Mosheng couldn't listen to him anymore.

Can using money to insult someone be called insulting?

That’s called money-making ability!

"I'm going on patrol!"

It is impossible to catch fish by taking advantage of it, but I am a good policeman!

Lin Mosheng picked up his police hat and walked in the direction Song Yang pointed.

He wandered around in front of Longfeng Restaurant for half an hour, thinking about how to communicate with the kind person later.

Should I be stricter, or should I be kinder?

"Sir, someone was robbed at gunpoint!"

A young man wearing a peaked cap hurriedly ran to Lin Mosheng.

"Where is it? Take me there!"

Lin Mosheng didn't have time to think too much. He used the walkie-talkie to call the main station for support, pulled out his gun, and ran in the direction of the robbery, following the cap.

It must be a big fish.

Lin Mosheng looked at the system panel that only he could see in the corner of his eye.

Name: Lin Mosheng

Age:20

Strength:5

Constitution: 5

Agility:6

Perception:9

Spirit:9

Skill:

Basic firearms level 2 (46/200), basic combat level 1 (93/100)

Good deeds: 0

title:

[Newcomer in the Police Industry]: You can see sin and merit.

This is why Lin Mosheng is still willing to be a policeman, a career with no money.

Life is like a game, use your salary to create happiness!

Cheating is okay too!

As soon as he reached the corner, Lin Mosheng heard the crowd shouting in fear, and he tightened his grip on the gun.

With the help of the title "Newcomer in the Police", he was able to see a dazzling red light flashing even if the corner blocked his vision.

It’s like turning on the perspective hanging!

Deep red, you have done all the bad things and died unjustly.

Lin Mosheng's dark brown eyes turned cold, and he confirmed the color, you are the person I want to kill!

"Step aside!"

Liangkun held a rifle in one hand and took Xiaopang hostage with the other.

Someone suddenly shouted, "The police are coming," and the hostage Xiaopang in Liangkun's hand started to struggle violently.

Liangkun felt cruel, pushed Xiaopang towards Chen Haonan, pointed the rifle at the two of them, and pulled the trigger.

There was a hollow sound.

There are no bullets in the gun!

How come there are no bullets in the gun?

Before Liangkun could react.

boom!

A crisp gunshot pierced the night sky.

Then, bang bang bang!

Lin Mosheng looked at the skyrocketing 3,000 points of good deeds and determined that the other party was dead.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Lin Mosheng stepped forward to check.

When I saw Liangkun's familiar face, I saw the figures of Chen Haonan and others in the shadow of the alley.

I don’t know whether to talk or not.

First, the 'great benevolent man' he had been waiting for had indeed met, but now he was lying on the ground. It seemed that he had no chance to insult himself.

Second, this was a game. Chen Haonan and others could not kill Liang Kun, who was also Hong Xing, so they lured themselves over.

But if I, a small policeman, kill a member of the Hongxing branch, I will be in trouble one after another.

Although the police force will definitely stand up for itself.

But those young and Dangerous boys who are sixteen or seventeen years old have no place to cry if they are instigated by others and try to trick you.

Therefore, the Flying Tigers also wear hoods to protect their identities.

But even if I was given another chance to choose, I would still take action.

3000 points of good deeds, so delicious!

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Wan Chai Police Station, Commissioner Ma Weiming looked at Lin Mosheng with a complicated face.

Lin Mosheng's father was also a policeman, but he died in the line of duty the year before last.

So Ma Wei Mingnian transferred Lin Mosheng to his staff for the sake of his late colleague, thinking of slowly cultivating him.

"Ah Sheng, you killed Liangkun, the hall master of the Hongxing branch tonight. This matter is very difficult to deal with. I think it is better for you to transfer to Dongpingzhou first, stay away from Hong Kong Island, and then come back after the matter calms down?"

Lin Mosheng was not surprised at all by Director Ma's suggestion.

Although being transferred to Dongpingzhou is basically equivalent to exile within the police station, it is indeed to protect oneself.

Lin Mosheng thought for a moment and then shook his head slightly, "Uncle Ma, there is something hidden about Liang Kun."

"Oh?" Ma Weiming raised his eyebrows, "Let's talk about it."

Lin Mosheng told everything he knew about the grievances between Chen Haonan and Jingkun, and pointed out that he shot Jingkun today, but he was actually set up by someone else.

"What do you mean?"

"I need the police station to send a message to the various police officers in Hongxing about the incident involving Liangkun today, and focus on mentioning that this is an internal grudge within Hongxing, and take me out."

"Secondly, it points out that Chen Haonan wants to take the opportunity to rise to power and become the talker in Tsim Sha Tsui to attract hatred for me."

Regardless of whether Chen Haonan had this intention or not, there were too many people who knew what happened tonight, and he had no way of concealing it. Setting up a trap to kill Hong Xing was bound to require an explanation within the club.

"Now there is no seat in the Hongxing branch. In order to compete for the seat, the first target must be Chen Haonan."

"Even if one or two of Liangkun's subordinates want to get the upper hand, as long as there are not many of them, I should be able to handle it."

Ma Weiming hesitated, "But this is also very dangerous."

Lin Mosheng smiled slightly and said, "If you are afraid of danger as a police officer, you might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes."

There is one thing he didn't say, that is, this is also a game, using himself as bait, then he can justifiably kill the attacker and reap good deeds.

As long as you have enough good deeds, I can kill even a god for you!