The detective in the film and television world starts from undercover

Beside the two, Dasha, who was listening to the conversation between the two, suddenly interrupted the chat between the two.

"The fortune-teller said that I will die once I succeed, but I don't agree. I think it's up to me to decide whether I live or die, and my fate is up to me.

You are willing to come out and hang out with me, Han Chen, I am very grateful to you all.I won't talk much about other nonsense, I just want to say one thing, from now on, if I, Han Chen, have a mouthful of rice, everyone will have a mouthful of soup.I wish all brothers good luck and wealth in the future! "

"Great luck, great fortune!" All the younger brothers shouted in unison.

The corner of Chen Yongren's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything, maintaining a solemn expression all the time.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz"

Feeling the vibration of the mobile phone in his pants, looking at Sha Qiang and Da Sha who were chatting again for some unknown reason, Chen Yongren took a few steps forward, hid behind a pillar and took out his mobile phone: "Big night reward, [-]% off for supper! World Trade Center food stall."

Looking around, Chen Yongren deleted the text message, put the phone back in his pocket, and went back to the original place to be the guard.

After more than ten minutes, the newcomer ceremony finally ended, and everyone dispersed.

At this time, Han Chen walked up to Chen Yongren and Sha Qiang with a smile on his face: "You guys have a good rest tonight, and accompany me to Ni's house for a banquet tomorrow."

"Got it, boss."

Chen Yongren echoed the voices of the two, but his eyes were fixed on the silver-white watch on Han Chen's wrist.

He always felt that the watch on the other party's wrist looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Han Chen didn't notice Chen Yongren's abnormality. He nodded at the three of them, then turned around and left with his bodyguards.

"You guys go, I won't go. Be careful not to use too much force, you have to work tomorrow." Seeing Han Chen's black SUV disappearing into the night, Chen Yongren withdrew his mind and said goodbye to Shuangsha.

After more than ten minutes, seeing the crowd dispersed and falling into the quiet lobby, Chen Yongren restrained the smile on his face.Walking out of the lobby, I came to my black SUV parked at the corner of the street.

He was not in a hurry to get in the car, he turned his head around first and found nothing unusual.

Open the trunk and take out the self-assembled equipment: the drone.

This is a personal small drone similar to the previous one, which is convenient, practical and compact.

Because Huang Zhicheng took the initiative to find the special police quota that he proposed during his sentence, in order to clear criminals in an open, safe and reliable way after he was released from prison instead of secretly risking criminals to improve his own strength, Chen Yongren agreed to the other party's appointment. After prison, he went to Ni's house as an undercover transaction.So in the following four years in Lijing Correctional Institution, Chen Yongren lived a very busy, fulfilling and just life every day.

Except for the various police courses and undercover courses that Huang Zhicheng arranged for him, he spent the rest of the time quietly doing good things: helping the prison clean up the criminal stockpile.As a reward, Chen Yongren's strength has been rapidly improved.For the current Chen Yongren, ordinary adult men are no match for him at all.

Of course, apart from his strength, Chen Yongren's pockets are getting bigger and bigger.The reason is nothing more than money for life. Criminals without money can naturally only become nourishment for Chen Yongren to improve his strength.

Host: Chen Yongren;

Level: v4;

Experience value: 27500;

stamina: 44;

strength: 45;

Speed: 42;

Spirit power: 63;

Points: 250;

In addition to the skills I had before, I also used the points I earned in the past few years to exchange for the primary level of electronic mechanical maintenance and primary computer.After all, what is most important in the new century is electronic technology and information technology.With a machine in hand, I have the world.

With the help of advanced systems, it is not difficult for Chen Yongren to assemble a small drone.

After flying the drone and sitting in the SUV, Chen Yongren connected the wireless signal of the drone to the laptop in the car.

He operated the drone at high altitude to shoot around the street where he was. After observing carefully for a quarter of an hour, he found that there was no tail around, so Chen Yongren retracted the drone and temporarily put it under the co-pilot seat.

Insert the car key, turn the switch, unscrew the music player, and the SUV slowly leaves.

Inside the car and outside the window, a woman's tender and affectionate voice slowly sounded: "Who is knocking on my window, who is stirring the strings, that forgotten time.

Gradually rising out of my heart, who is knocking on my window, who is stirring the strings.

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Chapter 3 Discreet Communication on the Rooftop

Causeway Bay, Gloucester Road.

Just like before, Chen Yongren turned off the music, parked the car and turned off the car in a corner, took out the drone under the passenger seat, let it fly, and began to check the surrounding movement.

After careful observation for half an hour, Chen Yongren found that there was nothing abnormal around, so Chen Yongren took back the drone.

Take off the black suit and leather shoes, and put on a casual short-sleeved black Tshirt and silver-gray casual cropped pants.

Take off your socks and put on a pair of white flip flops.

Open the glove box and take out a small mirror with a black plastic skin on the back.

He put on a wig with short black hair in front of the mirror, and put a thick beard on himself.

After finishing everything, looking at the strange middle-aged man in the mirror, Chen Yongren nodded in satisfaction.

Lock the windows, close the car door, pull the car door and find that it is locked, then walk towards the World Trade Center.

When passing a fast food restaurant on the street, Chen Yongren was attracted by the smell of food from the store.

Chen Yongren swallowed his saliva as he looked at the char siu and roast goose that were alluringly glistening in the store.

"Boss, bring me a box lunch, and add a piece of char siu and roast goose."

On the rooftop of Shimao Center, Huang Zhicheng, dressed in gray casual clothes and wearing a pair of yellow sunglasses at night, looked at the strange middle-aged man who suddenly walked out from behind the rooftop gate and was eating a boxed lunch with his head bowed.

Seeing the other party's mouth full of oil, his eyes closed and his face full of satisfaction, the corners of Huang Zhicheng's eyes twitched: "This gentleman, you are,"

Chen Yongren didn't pay attention to the other party, he just lowered his head and ate the goose and barbecued pork in the lunch box, feeling the tenderness and greasy food in his mouth.

At the same time, he turned around on the rooftop. He had already turned around the 37th and 38th floors below.

After finding nothing abnormal, he put the half-eaten box lunch in his hand on the steps beside Huang Zhicheng.

He took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped his mouth casually, put it back in his pocket, and then nodded at Huang Zhicheng with a smile: "Sir Huang, what's the matter in such a hurry to find me?"

Looking at the other person's movements and hearing this familiar voice, Huang Zhicheng patted his forehead helplessly: "I guessed it was you. Last time you came to see me, you pretended to be a disabled old man. Last time you came to see me, you You are pretending to be a white-collar woman dressed in an office. This time I came to see me dressed as a middle-aged man again, what's the matter, you think you are making a movie?"

Chen Yongren smiled indifferently, and leaned back against the railing of the roof.

Staring at the door leading to the rooftop, he said calmly, "Sir Huang, I'm a secret undercover agent. I don't hide myself well. If someone finds out one day, come and collect my body?"