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Lei Luo's face changed. He asked Lard Boy to come to reporters to force Hunter to retreat, not to make things worse, so he asked those reporters not to install film. After all, the current HK is the HK of the British, not the Chinese. HK, once the matter is exposed, he will definitely be implicated.

Unexpectedly, Officer Lin secretly played with him and bought one of the reporters.

"I think if Mr. Gerber sees these photos, he will seriously consider my application to the Shau Kei Wan Police Station. Yan Tong and Luo Ge, he should know who is more promising, Hunter and me, he should know who more important."

"Okay, you're fine." Lei Luo said, "Okay, I want to kill you with one shot."

"Don't be angry, Brother Luo." Lin Yue said with a smile: "I'm helping you, okay? Asking a reporter to do two things at once is better than asking Sir Zhou for me, right?"

"Damn, lard boy, that poor boy, why does he tell you everything."

Of course, Lei Luo didn't know that Police Officer Lin came from another world. He not only knew that his prospective father-in-law was the honorable Sir Zhou, but also knew what he would do next, how much wealth he would grab, and what kind of fate he would have.

"I celebrated his birthday with him yesterday, and I bought him a cake the size of a washbasin, and after drinking, I called two girls..." Lin Yue picked up the big cap on the table: "calculate the time Wu Shihao is about to be discharged from the hospital, I'll go see him."

"By the way, tell lard boy to bring two hunchback boys over to them."

"good."

...

While Zhu Youzai was talking to Wu Shihao in the ward, Lin Yue and Qing'er entered the nurse's duty room.

"So you know Brother Luo?"

Ever since Lin Yue left without saying goodbye a few days ago, she thought she had no chance to see her again. How could she expect to meet him again in Wu Shihao's ward now? It seems that he has a good relationship with Lard Boy.

"I heard that you and Inspector Lei Luo are old acquaintances?"

"En." Qing'er nodded: "More than a year ago, he was injured when he was catching the 'Rattlesnake'. I was the one who went to the emergency room with the ambulance at that time."

Lin Yue said: "So we are quite destined."

"It's a fate." Qing'er poured him a glass of water, using her own glass: "You sweated a lot just now, you must be thirsty now, drink some water first."

"Thank you." Lin Yue took the cup and took a sip: "Well, it's very sweet."

"Why do I feel that the water in the hospital is salty?"

Qing'er was surprised, all the nurses agreed that the water in the hospital was not good to drink, and she didn't add sugar to it, so why did it become sweet when it came to him?

"Because you fell."

"Slick tone." Qing'er glared at him: "What happened...that day? I heard you were attacked?"

Lin Yue said: "It's nothing serious, it's just that Yan Tong bribed a few gangsters to come and kill me."

Yan Tong? killer? Nothing serious?

Qing'er said that your heart is really big, and she said worriedly: "Is that Inspector Yan from Yau Ma Tei?"

"That's him."

"Why did he kill you?"

"Jealous and jealous." Police officer Lin felt that his acting skills were getting better and better, and he was bragging without blushing.

"He? Jealous of you?" Qing'er couldn't figure out why such a powerful person would have trouble with a policeman in uniform.

At this time, there was a cry from Lard Boy outside.

"Lin Yue, let's go."

Lin Yue drank a few more sips of water and put down the cup: "Let's go."

Qing'er wanted to say "come to play often", but then she thought about who would come to the hospital to play if they have nothing to do. Isn't this a curse for people to get sick, so she could only nod in the end: "Be careful."

Lin Yue put on his hat and walked outside: "I will."

...

Following Wu Shihao and the others to leave the hospital, Lard Boy still had some things to deal with and left first. Lin Yue followed the four brothers to the Kowloon Walled City on the grounds that he wanted to see where they lived.

In the 1950s and 1960s, the Walled City of Kowloon had a special status. During the Ming and Song Dynasties, it was a stronghold for defense against foreign enemies. Later, after the British occupied Hong Kong, they signed the "Sino-British Nanjing Treaty" with the Qing government. Due to various reasons, although The Kowloon Walled City is in the territory of the British, but it is under the control of the Qing government.

After the fall of the Qing Dynasty, the Kowloon Walled City gradually became a gathering place for drug dealers, gangsters, refugees, thieves, gamblers, and prostitutes because of its special status in Hong Kong. The streets and alleys inside were narrow, there were many shantytowns, and the living and sanitary conditions were very poor. Fan stalls, gambling stalls, chicken stalls , Dog meat stalls take root and spread leaves here, and a hundred flowers bloom.

Wu Shihao and his brother changed their outfits with the money given by lard boy. Walking in the streets and alleys of the Walled City, they felt like returning home in brocade clothes, and they were very proud.

Lin Yue focused all his attention on observing the surrounding environment, because the era he lived in had long since had no Walled City, and Kowloon Walled City Park had replaced it.

Dark and damp corners, illegally connected wires, drainage ditches flowing domestic wastewater, bumpy cement roads, walls covered with small advertisements, pork stalls with flies flying around, and small clinics without licenses. Most of the people inside are wearing vests and cloth shoes, and the trousers are rolled up and tied tightly. The old man who eats noodles and the old lady who does laundry speak Hakka. Bell, sometimes when you look up suddenly, you will see a child sitting on the balcony doing homework, next to the mahjong table set up by the uncle and aunt, the sound of shuffling the cards and smoking cigarettes can be heard endlessly, and there is a big red hanging in the distance. Lanterns and red curtains, through the gap in the middle, you can see women with coquettish makeup dancing striptease on the stage, and there are always a few men who can’t afford admission tickets, winking and sticking out their tongues under the outside window , bursting out a dirty word or two from time to time.

Lin Yue accepted Wu Shihao's suggestion and came in without wearing a police uniform. Seeing that he was following Dawei, those people thought he was Wu Shihao's new younger brother, and several of them greeted him politely.

Teochew people, Hakka people, Penang people, porters, dock coolies, construction workers, professional thugs... People from different regions and different occupations form gangs here, gather into small hills, and live according to the agreed rules.

"The most important thing to beg for food here is to keep up with the leading brother. Say what you have to say, do what you have to do, and don't meddle in other people's business." Da Wei taught Lin Yue the experience of gaining a foothold in the Kowloon Walled City as he walked forward.

When approaching the Penang community, the uncle who opened the ice room downstairs gave each of them a bottle of Coke, saying that it was to celebrate Wu Shihao's discharge from the hospital.

What Lin Yue didn't know was that on the rooftop of the opposite building, a man with flame tattoos on the back of his hand flicked off the cigarette butt between his fingers, and looked back at the middle-aged man sitting at the small square table drinking tea.

Woo...

The ear-piercing roar from far to near seems to tear people's eardrums apart.

A passenger plane flew by in the visible area, heading south to Kai Tak Airport.

The middle-aged man seems to be used to this kind of thing, waiting for the passenger plane to go away, fanning the folding fan, holding up the purple sand cup on the table and sipping tea: "Is it him?"

The man with the flame tattoo on the back of his hand said, "It's him."

The middle-aged man nodded: "Find someone to test his fineness."

"good."

Haha, didn’t I just update a chapter on Sunday because of something. I have two daily updates from Monday to Saturday, and I’ve always been on time. One chapter each at 8:00 am and 8:00 am. ?