Hong Kong film: let you guard the pond, you solve the big drug trafficking case

Lin Yifan took over his three police guns: "I killed the bandit leader doctor with my own hands, don't try to take credit for my achievements."

"Le Huizhen, have you seen it too?"

"Yeah." Le Huizhen nodded again and again: "I've seen it all."

"It was Sir Lin who killed the gangster."

"Look." Lin Yifan spread his hands: "Everyone saw it. I killed the doctor. What does it have to do with you?"

"Don't try to take my credit." Lin Yifan and Li Jie were joking.

"Thank you, Sir Lin." Lin Yifan looked at Lin Yifan gratefully. He is a smart man, but he didn't know that Lin Yifan was covering it up for him, so that Li Jie would not have to go to jail.

"And say thank you for what?"

"I'm just thanking you for hitting the doctor's pistol on purpose just now, and leaving me the chance to kill the doctor."

"Let me avenge myself, thank you, Sir Lin."

"I missed it." Lin Yifan looked upset, he didn't intentionally shoot the doctor's pistol flying.

"I understand." Li Jie nodded, as if I understood everything.

The corner of Lin Yifan's mouth twitched, it seemed that Li Jie had already firmly believed in the fact that Lin Yifan was a sharpshooter.

After a while.

The Flying Tigers finally reached the roof.

"Yifan, are you okay?" Lin Leimeng asked with concern.

"fine."

"Director, these are two Russian royal jewelry necklaces that were snatched by the doctor." Lin Yifan threw the jewelry necklaces in his hands to Lin Leimeng.

Although these two necklaces are priceless, they are a hot potato.

Even if Lin Yifan sells it on the black market in the future, it is very likely that he will be tracked down.

That's why Lin Yifan didn't take the risk of snatching this priceless Russian royal jewelry necklace.

Lin Leimeng took it carefully, it was a priceless jewel of the Russian royal family, he didn't dare to throw it back and forth like Lin Yifan.

"You go back to rest first, I'm here to deal with the aftermath." Lin Leimeng said.

Lin Yifan was already exhausted, so Lin Leimeng naturally wished for it.

Le Huizhen followed Lin Yifan downstairs and grabbed Lin Yifan's car door: "Lin sir, you were bitten by a poisonous snake and can't walk, can you give me a ride?"

"Come on." Lin Yifan opened the car door.

On the road.

Le Huizhen reached out and hugged Lin Yifan's arm: "Lin sir, I just lost my house key, can you take me to your house to rest for a night?"

"Okay, my bed is big anyway." Lin Yifan put his arms around Le Huizhen's slender waist.

Two 10 minutes later.

The two came to Lin Yifan's home.

Le Huizhen looked at the big villa in front of her in shock: "Is this your home?"

"if not?"

"No wonder you are not tempted by the Russian royal jewelry necklace." Le Huizhen suddenly realized: "So you are a hidden rich man."

"Whether rich or not, I'm just a little policeman." Lin Yifan picked up Le Huizhen and entered the villa room.

Le Huizhen took a shower and came out wearing a bathrobe, her plump chest pressed against Lin Yifan's arm and said, "Lin sir, I am a reporter from Jade TV."

"I took pictures of you exchanging fire with those international gangsters at the Cointreau Hotel tonight."

"I'll send it out for you tomorrow morning."

"I promise you will be hot."

"By then you will be the super cop of the super cops."

"What? You took a picture of me?"

Lin Yifan frowned, reached out and took Le Huizhen's camera to watch.

Le Huizhen took pictures of Lin Yifan's gunfight with the doctor's subordinates in the Cointreau Hotel.

Lin Yifan rolled his eyes at Le Huizhen: "The camera is for you to take pictures of this?"

"Huh?" Le Huizhen was stunned for a moment: "The camera is not used to shoot this, what is it used for?"

Lin Yifan turned on the video recording function of the camera, put the camera on the bedside table, facing the two people on the bed.

"Of course the camera is used to take pictures of this." Lin Yifan pressed Le Huizhen under his body.

the next day.

dawn.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the room.

Le Huizhen opened her eyes and woke up, took a look at the video camera on the bedside table.

I saw that the shootout between Lin Yifan and the gangsters that Le Huizhen took had been deleted.

Only the video of Lin Yifan's shootout with Le Huizhen remained.

Le Huizhen couldn't help but blushed as she watched the high-definition video of her and Lin Yifan in various gunfight positions on the bed.

"Lin Yifan, you are really annoying. You even deleted all the videos I took. How can I promote it to you?" Le Huizhen pouted with an unhappy expression.

But Le Huizhen didn't know that Lin Yifan didn't want to be on TV at all.

If he wanted to be famous, he would have been on TV a long time ago, so why wait until today.

Chapter 62 Conquering Li Jie and copying Peng Yixing's shooting skills

Outside Wan Chai Police Station.

Inside the sports car.

Lin Yifan looked at Li Jie who was sitting in the co-pilot and asked, "Do you have any plans for the future?"

Li Jie sighed: "I don't know."

"Then stay and do things with me." Lin Yifan took the opportunity to throw an olive branch to Li Jie.

Li Jie smiled and looked up at Lin Yifan: "I will stay on Hong Kong Island even if you don't tell me."

"If you hadn't helped me, I wouldn't have had the chance to avenge my wife and children."

"I'll stay on Hong Kong Island. Just tell me if you have anything to do in the future, and I'll help you get it done no matter what."

Lin Yifan patted Li Jie on the shoulder: "Let the past be the past~"

"There is still a long way to go."

"You take the money, don't treat yourself badly."

Li Jie looked at the bag Lin Yifan handed over and shook his head: "I stay to help you, not because of money, but because I help you as a friend."

"I give you money because I treat you as a friend, not because I want you to do things for me."

Lin Yifan said with a straight face: "You are my friend, I don't want you to be someone else's substitute in the future."

"Take it, I hope you can enjoy life in the future."

"Thank you." With warmth in Li Jie's eyes, he reached out and took the bag, without rejecting Lin Yifan's kindness again.

The two smiled at each other and said nothing.

In the next period of time, there were no major cases at the Wanchai Police Station.

Lin Yifan began to think about gun practice.

"Boss, what are you thinking?" Huang Zhuoling asked, looking at Lin Yifan who was distracted.

"It's nothing." Lin Yifan came back to his senses and said, "I just wanted to practice the gun."

Huang Zhuoling moved her eyes, leaned over and said, "Boss, I know a place where you can practice guns."

"Where?"

".IPSC Club."

"Practical shooting club?"

"Yes." Huang Zhuoling nodded: "Not only can you practice guns there, but there are also many masters of guns."

"You can not only practice guns, but also exchange experience with masters."

The Chinese name of IPSC is actual combat shooting.

It used to be a way for foreign special forces to simulate training.

It has now become a movement.

"This year's IPSC competition will start soon." Huang Zhuoling continued: "I heard that many experts in the police force will also participate in the competition."

"Boss, do you want to go to the competition too?"

Lin Yifan's eyes lit up.

He is not interested in the IPSC competition.

But he is interested in the players who compete in the IPSC.

There are bound to be many top Gunners participating in such a big game.

As long as Lin Yifan shakes hands one by one, he will definitely be able to replicate top-level shooting skills.

"When does the IPSC competition start?" Lin Yifan asked.

"There's one more week to the game."

"However, registration will close this afternoon."

"Boss, if you want to participate in the competition, you have to sign up now."

"Then go have a look."

"Boss, I'll go with you."

"It's not off work yet, you are leaving early, and your salary for one day will be deducted."

"Boss, my boyfriend is a three-time IPSC champion."

"And he's a master at modifying guns."

"You let me go with you, and I can ask him to change the gun for you."

Lin Yifan looked at the three police guns on his waist: "Is this gun worth changing?"

Huang Zhuoling stuck out her tongue helplessly.

If the gun doesn't work, you can't blame her.

However, the three broken police guns really have no value in changing.

Even if you hit the vital point at a little farther away, you won't be able to kill anyone.

I don't know when the police force will be able to replace this broken gun.

"Let's go, what are you still doing?" Lin Yifan urged.

"Huh? No salary deductions?"

"No more deductions." How could Lin Yifan deduct Huang Zhuoling's salary? It's too late for him to raise Huang Zhuoling's salary

Lin Yifan also wanted to meet Huang Zhuoling's boyfriend who was a three-time IPSC champion through Huang Zhuoling.

There is no doubt that Huang Zhuoling's boyfriend must be a top gun king.

There is a high probability that Lin Yifan's handshake with him can be replicated in shooting skills.

At that time, Lin Yifan will really become the king of guns.

After half an hour.