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Lin Yue tore off one of the roast suckling pig's feet and gnawed on it twice, then threw it to the mangy dog ​​digging through the trash in the corner, and walked over with the long coat that the thief had stripped off: "I found the owner of the clothes, this half roast suckling pig The suckling pig is yours."

The dog ate it up in two or three bites, stared at him for a while, put its nose to the front of the long coat and sniffed it as if it understood, and ran towards the alley ahead on four legs.

Lin Yue broke off a piece of pig's ear and followed along while eating.

Stop and go, stop and go, about ten minutes later, one person and one dog entered the tube building in the northeast, and went straight to the roof along the stairs filled with urine smell.

"Wow, woof woof..."

The mangy dog ​​shook its muddy fur and barked its teeth at a door made of broken planks in the middle.

Lin Yue threw half a roast suckling pig to it, and kicked it forward.

With a bang, there was a big hole in the middle of the door, sawdust fell down, and there was a burst of shouting and cursing, and three fleshy men rushed out of it.

"Which short-sighted guy dares to come here to play wild."

Before the person in the front finished speaking, a punch the size of a sandbag hit his face.

Ping pong pong...boom.

In less than a minute, there were three more gourds on the ground, and the wailing could be heard tens of meters away.

Lin Yue wiped off the blood on the back of his hands on a white shirt, walked up to the thief who stole his money, took out a wad of banknotes from his trouser pocket, counted them and stuffed them back into his bag.

"Boy, you...you got into trouble, I...we are strong dolls."

"Look at you all drying like black iron eggs, the calluses on your palms are worn out, and your clothes still have a disgusting fishy smell. People with strong dolls? Who are you fooling?"

Lin Yue stood up and kicked him on the buttocks: "Don't let me see you again in the future, or I will beat you every time I see you." Yu Bi stood up and went back the same way.

At the same time, the middle-aged man standing on the roof of the building diagonally opposite threw the small teapot in his hand to the man with the flame tattoo on the back of his hand, and walked to the back room.

...

The 15th day of the eighth lunar month is the Mid-Autumn Festival. The main streets of Hong Kong are decorated with lights and festoons, and the nightclubs are full of people. Women's smiles and men's whistles come and go, and occasionally there is the crisp sound of broken beer bottles.

Lin Yue and Zhu Youzai stood on the rooftop of a high-rise building where they could see fishing fires in the distance, with the humid sea breeze blowing, holding a bottle of beer and pouring it into their mouths one by one.

"Miss Qing is gone?"

"gone."

"I didn't interrupt your date, did I?"

"What words."

"That's good." Zhu Youzai said, "Now Brother Luo has taken the position of inspector of Yaujian District. I said that I will transfer you there to be a criminal police officer in two days. Congratulations, you are going to be promoted."

Lin Yue didn't smile: "Do you know what Doll is doing recently?"

"What did you ask him for?"

"I want to see if there is a chance to be him."

"You don't want to live anymore?" Zhu Youzai sighed and said, "I know your friend at the Shatoujiao police station was injured by someone strong with a doll, but you can't rush to get revenge, because a little patience can lead to chaos. Don't understand? When you are transferred to Yau Tsim District as a criminal police officer, are you afraid that you won't have the chance to engage him?"

Before Lei Luo helped him get Godber out, he was transferred from the Sha Tau Kok Police Station to the Shau Kei Wan Police Station. Yan Tong had no way to use his influence to retaliate against him. After Lei Luo became the inspector of Yau Tsim District, the doll-strong horse boy attacked him. They killed Yaoji, Chen Bin and others, and chopped off Baoyahuang's finger.

On the surface, it seemed to be taking revenge on him, but in fact, it also meant to use this incident to give Lei Luo eye drops.

Everyone knows that Yan Tong is playing tricks behind the scenes, but there is no evidence. The doll-strong boy hides in the Kowloon Walled City after injuring someone. On the one hand, the police dare not go in to arrest people; Find them, and the matter can only go so far.

Originally, he was transferred to the Yau Ma Tei Police Station just for one word, because he was worried that he would use his own way to punish the fan stalls with strong dolls, gambling stalls, and chicken stalls to avenge his personal revenge and cause even greater disturbances. Lei Luo has not moved, after all, the position of the detective There are many gang interests that need to be balanced and coordinated.

"Okay, okay, okay, I listen to you."

"That's right." Lard boy patted him on the shoulder, opened the black leather bag and took out a stack of banknotes: "Here, this is for you."

Lin Yue counted by the light of the street lamp, and the total was 15,000 yuan.

"Although you haven't gone over there yet, Brother Luo has always counted for you." After speaking, Lard Boy picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, then threw the empty bottle on the ground next to him: "Don't drink, no If you drink it, your stomach will get bigger if you drink it, and it will be troublesome if you can’t see your little brother when you pee."

Lin Yue wanted to say it as if you could see it now.

"gone."

He collected the money, waved to Lard Boy, and walked towards the stairs.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

"It's Mid-Autumn Festival, go help other people's family reunion."

"You will be so kind?"

"I've always been a nice guy."

"cut."

...

In HK, in addition to the land police who maintain social order and life order, there are also marine police who specialize in investigating smuggling, smuggling, and excessive arrests.

Many Chinese think that the British are simple-minded guys with well-developed limbs, and they even nicknamed them ghosts.

In fact, many British people are very smart, like some people in the Marine Police Department, in order to make money, they will go out to raid during traditional festivals such as Spring Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, and Tomb-sweeping Day, and specifically catch those mainlanders who smuggled into HK for reunion.

When night fell, a fishing boat full of stowaways was stopped by the water police, and the snakehead drove all the people in the cabin to the stern and let them go into the water to avoid inspection.

Amei is from Penang and is Wu Shihao's wife. A few days ago someone brought her a message, saying that Ah Hao is doing well in HK now, and he wants to take their mother and son to live a good life there.

She couldn't remember how long she stayed on the boat, but the smuggler said that it was coming soon, and they would spend the Mid-Autumn Festival in HK.

Amei was very happy, thinking that she could finally see her husband after suffering so much. She didn't want Ahao to make a lot of money, as long as the family lived in peace and harmony.

However, who knew that the sudden inspection by the marine police made it even worse that the child fell ill due to the exhaustion of the boat, and now he had a high fever, and the cold sea water hit the side of the boat one after another. Said he was cold, he said he was hungry.

Ah Mui didn't know what to do, she was tired and hungry, and she couldn't hold on to the side of the boat.

On the front deck of the fishing boat, the British inspector shook his flashlight and looked at the flushed captain with a half-smile: "What are you doing here?"

He heard the child's cry and knew that there were stowaways hiding on the boat.

"I have something in my hands."

No one here understands English. The captain and the snakehead looked at each other, not knowing what he was talking about.

At the stern of the fishing boat, the crew members with long oars kept beating the water surface, trying to push the crying child into the water.

For them, the life and death of smugglers is not important. Hundreds of people die every year because of smuggling. vocalize.