Roaming in the world of film and television

Chapter 68 The wise man and the wise man

The roof of Shau Kei Wan Police Station.

The sea breeze blew the rice flag, and the boats sailed across the Kowloon Bay. The whistle sounded melodiously. The opposite Devil Mountain was under heavy rain and clouds, and the buildings stretched for more than ten kilometers with the undulating terrain.

Lei Luo stood facing north, eating and drinking with the pineapple oil and coffee bought by the lard boy in his hand. Less than one meter away from him, Lin Yue sat on a concrete pier, smoking a cigarette.

"Lard boy, look, it's incredible that such a small HK has so many golden eggs." Laylo took a bite at the place where there was a lot of butter, frowned and said, "Now these little bastards are in a mess, making a mess. If they don't have money to make us, we can't make any money, if I make the decision and do it well, then they will be well-fed and we will be able to make more money, do you believe it?"

Lard Boy said, "Really?"

"I believe." Lin Yue stood up from the ground: "At that time, the police will mix with family members, everyone will have money to earn and eat, and the streets will not be so chaotic. Part of the fees collected will be used to feed the ghosts. , and then give a part to the grassroots police officers, and the rest will be divided among the detectives, detectives, and sheriffs in proportion. As long as the interests of all parties can be well coordinated, the Hong Kong Governor is the king of HK on the stage, and you are the underground. The King of HK."

Damn, what's the origin of this little policeman?
The lard boy regretted it a little, he knew that he had bought two breakfasts when he came up.

Lai Luo patted the fat man on the shoulder: "Go and see if those people are ready?"

"Okay, Brother Luo."

Watching the lard boy leave, Lei Luo looked at Lin Yue with a half-smiling smile: "Do you know that smart people hate it?"

"But smart people can help you."

"Believe it or not, I will inform Yan Tong to send someone to arrest you?"

"If you want to give me to Yan Tong, you won't take me to Shau Kei Wan, and you won't let me hear those words just now." Lin Yue tied his shoelaces, stood up and stomped his feet: "If you want to get Yan Tong, I also want to get Yan Tong, you want to make more money, I also want to make more money, since everyone has the same goal, of course it is to be friends."

Lai Luo stared at him for a while: "How can you help me?"

Lin Yue suddenly took out his gun and pulled the trigger behind him.

Bang!
The bullet hit the soda bottle in the corner of the concrete fence, and the glass slag splashed everywhere.

Lai Luo was startled, leaned his upper body and shrank his head and said, "You're going to die, don't say a word when you shoot."

This kid is very skilled, his marksmanship is not bad, and he is also a little smart. It would really help if he got around him.

"I'll go downstairs and have a bite to eat." Lin Yue put the gun back in his waist and walked towards the entrance of the corridor.

Lai Luo stared at his back and said, "Be careful."

……

Lin Yue went to the morning tea shop not far away and asked for three barbecued pork buns and a bowl of white porridge to deal with the Five Zang Temple. Feeling that the time was almost up, he walked to the police station humming a ditty that did not belong to this era.

When he was about to reach the front door, he happened to see the rotten ghost Hunter walking out angrily with two British policemen. This guy was seriously injured last night, his right eye socket was blue, and he had a protective sleeve around his neck. Yes, as if someone opened the back door.

"Hello, Superintendent Hunter." Lin Yue greeted him in English.

Rotten Ghost Hunter looked at Lin Yue carefully: "I seem to have seen you somewhere."

"Superintendent Hunter, you have a good memory. We fought together last night. I didn't expect Curly Hair to be so good at fighting. I knew I should have called more people." It seemed that he only noticed the injury on his face after speaking, pretending to be surprised. "Wow, Superintendent, you are seriously injured. I happen to know a few old Chinese medicine practitioners who specialize in bruises. Would you like to introduce them to you?"

"Shut up!" Rotten Ghost Hunter roared, and got into the police car next to him with his people.

At this time, Sheriff Yan Zheng and a few uniformed policemen carried Wu Shihao, who was beaten by Hunter, from the cell and put it into a police car. The lard boy who had distributed the money to the reporter walked to Lin Yue and looked at the rotten ghost. Hunter's car asked, "What were you talking about just now?"

"I asked him why he was injured so badly. Would you like to introduce some old Chinese medicine practitioners specializing in bruises to him."

The lard boy stared at him blankly, thinking that this person is too bad, it's not all your fault that the rotten ghost Hunter has become like that, now the cat is crying and the mouse is fake mercy, who is it?

But I like it.

"Let's go, it's my birthday today, I invite you to have tea."

Lin Yue said: "Your birthday? Really or not, do you want to give you a big red envelope?"

"It's not necessary, it's not necessary." The two lumps of flesh on the lard boy's face trembled when he spoke: "As long as Brother Yue doesn't hurt me in the future."

"Cut, am I that kind of person?" Lin Yue tied the belt: "Wait for me, go to the toilet first."

"Oh."

The lard boy took out the cigarette case, tapped the cracked place with his fat fingers, took out a few cigarettes and handed them to the uniformed police officer standing next to him.

Lin Yue entered the toilet and got close to the urinal. He unbuttoned his pants and let out the water. Halfway through the door, he felt a man with glasses walked in. His eyes were rolling so fast that he looked a little flustered.

"What are you panicking about?"

"If I tell the lard boy, I will be beaten to death." The man took out a ball of film from his pocket and stuffed it into Lin Yue's hand. He walked out of the toilet and got into the interview car next to him. .

Lin Yue finished putting up the water and put on his pants, hummed a little song and left the police station, followed behind the lard boy to the restaurant at the end of the street.

"Lard boy, why are you called lard boy?"

"When I was a child, my family owned a butcher's shop. I liked bibimbap with lard the most, so my father gave me the nickname of the lard boy."

"Your father got up?"

"Of course, one of the things he's most proud of is raising me so strong."

"..."

Lin Yue thought to himself, are you strong?You are fat.

……

Three days later, Shau Kei Wan Police Station.

Lai Luo stood under the portrait of the Queen hanging in the inspector's office, Lin Yue sat on the chair opposite the desk, and the suspect's shrill howls sounded from time to time.

The 60s and [-]s of the last century can be said to be the darkest period in HK. In order to improve the detection rate, it is common for detectives in the police station to torture suspects to extract confessions, and it is commonplace to beat people to death.

Lai Luo was already taken aback by this, frowned and said, "I just called from the Shatoujiao police station to ask if you were here with me."

Lin Yue knew very well that Yan Tong's shadow was behind this incident. He had lost so much in the banquet hall the day before yesterday. If he couldn't handle even a little policeman with no background, what face would he have in the police world?

"You can ask the steward to transfer me here."

Lai Luo said: "If Yan Tong doesn't interfere with it, it's not a big problem, but now..."

"It's not a big problem now."

Lin Yue took out a few photos from his pocket and threw them on the table. The rotten ghost Hunter in the picture was beating Wu Shihao with a bat.

ps: Thank you for the 1953 starting coins given by the book friends with the tail number 500.

(End of this chapter)