At the same time.

Saigon...

"Boss, four bottles of soda."

During the patrol, Lu Ze led people past the soda stall and asked the guys for four bottles to drink.

Seeing that there was something to drink, He Dingbang smiled and complimented behind Lu Ze: "It's better for Brother Ze to treat us well. The former team leader, Zhou Bapi, only we can buy him a portion."

Guan Qingqing also spoke, "You said Brother Ze every day, but I haven't seen you take action once. You might as well pay this time."

"How can that be done? Isn't this stealing Brother Ze's limelight?" He Dingbang is an old fry, so how could he get caught in this way? He winked at Lu Ze and said, "Brother Ze, do you think so."

"Drink your soda."

He Dingbang is not the same thing, but he likes to make trouble.

If Lu Ze had been serious with him, he would have been angry to death by him. The oldest of the four was his age, and he was the least concerned about it.

"Ajie, I haven't heard from Brother Hao in more than half a month. How is he doing recently? Have you come to see you?"

Lu Ze sat under the sun umbrella and looked at Song Zijie beside him.

Song Zijie was drinking soda, not really wanting to talk about this topic: "I have looked for it a few times, but I haven't seen him. I have already decided that he will walk on his Yangguan Road and I will walk on my single-plank bridge, so it's better to contact me less."

"Who is Brother Hao?" Guan Qingqing couldn't help asking.

"If you don't know, don't inquire. This is Ajie's family matter." He Dingbang said from the side.

Guan Qingqing glared at him, stopped asking more questions, and sat beside Lu Ze, wiping his sweat.

Hong Kong Island has a humid climate. The weather is not very hot at the end of May, but it is very stuffy. It is quite hard to walk on the streets, especially for girls.

"Large lady, what buttons should I unbutton it?"

Lu Ze glanced at it and found that Guan Qingqing had unbuttoned the first two buttons on his uniform and was fanning in with a heavy breath. It was not very elegant.

"I know."

Guan Qingqing covered her clothes and looked at Lu Ze shyly, but found that He Dingbang was also stretching his head to look here, and immediately said angrily: "What are you looking at? I haven't seen a woman before."

"Just look at the team leader, but I don't look at it. You just need the officers and soldiers to set fire, and the people are not allowed to light the lamp." He Dingbang muttered something.

"What else do you say?"

Song Zijie sat far away and didn't notice what happened here.

"Nothing, he's nervous."

Lv Ze said while rubbing his nose.

Guan Qingqing had a faint fragrance on her body. I don’t know what brand of perfume it was. It smelled very pleasant and made people feel a little excited.

Buzzing...

The four of them sat at the roadside stall drinking soda and chatting, and suddenly the roar of a motorcycle came from a distance.

Lu Ze looked up and saw a group of speeding parties, seven motorcycles, eight people, and the last one was sitting on two.

"hidden!"

Lu Ze's eyes were sharp-eyed, and at the sight of the motorcycle party sitting behind him, he saw a hunting rifle holding in his arms.

Bang!

Bang!!

The motorcycle army of the Speed ​​Party roared past, and the man holding the hunting rifle fired twice at Song Zijie.

Song Zijie had a reminder from Lu Ze, and he lay on the ground and rolled in without hitting two shots.

By the time everyone pulled out their revolver and wanted to chase after them, the motorcycle party members had already fled far away.

"Ajie!" He Dingbang came out from under the table, as if he knew Song Zijie on the first day: "What are you doing? They seem to be coming to you."

silence...

Song Zijie did not answer, looked at the direction where the motorcycle party disappeared, and inserted the revolver back into the holster.

"Headquarters, headquarters, here is Caimingyuan patrol team. We just encountered a gun-carrying motorcycle party attack on Caiming Street. There were no casualties on our side. Please pay attention to the charge crew at all intersections."

Lu Ze picked up the walkie-talkie and reported his situation.

But he knew that in the 1980s, such attacks were destined to be without results, and nothing could be found until the end.

"Ajie, are you okay?"

After putting down the walkie-talkie, Lv Ze looked at Song Zijie.

Song Zijie shook his head slightly and replied: "It's okay, it's not that easy to defeat me."

Majestic, majestic...

A few minutes later, a charge car came to support: "Senior brother, is it okay?"

"fine."

Lv Ze pointed to the disappearing position of the motorcycle party: "They ran over there, seven motorcycles, eight people, and a hunting rifle, and they should have gone to Wohu Mountain."

“We will pay attention.”

The patrol car flashed and chased in the direction Lu Ze pointed.

An hour later, the people from the Saigon Crime Team also came, and the inspector-level captain led the team and brought Lü Ze and others back to the police station.

During the inquiry, Song Zijie said that he was monitoring Tan Cheng and speculated that the motorcycle party members were sent by Tan Cheng.

But Song Zijie has no evidence, so his words can only be recorded as reference opinions. Tan Cheng would never admit it if he was not a fool.

As expected, before getting off work, Lv Ze saw Tan Cheng coming to the police station surrounded by his younger brother, and it seemed that he was summoned by the Saigon Police Station.

In less than half an hour, Tan Cheng left. Without evidence, the Saigon Police Station had no choice but to do anything to him.

"Are you finished asking?"

Lv Ze sat outside and looked at Song Zijie who came out of the Director's office.

"After asking, the above asked me to write a report and hand it over."

Song Zijie looked indifferent and had no fear, as if he was not the one who was about to be shot.

Lv Ze was speechless and said, "I know your elder brother came out of the counterfeit banknote group, so you are eager to eradicate it, but you must be clear that with your current police rank and identity, they will not be jealous of you. The deeper the investigation, the closer you are to death, and today's affairs may be just a warning."

The gunman who shot was obviously not a master, and the warning meant that it was far above killing Song Zijie.

If Song Zijie is not tactful and wants to continue pursuing, the next time he comes, he will be a professional gunman.

"Don't worry, I'm responsible. I'm sorry for what happened today. Because of my reasons, everyone suffered unintentional disaster."

Song Zijie said, taking out a few hundred Hong Kong dollars from his wallet: "Tonight, treat everyone to a big meal, especially in Qingqing, a girl is easily scared."

"And you?"

Lu Ze took the money and asked back.

"I have something to do tonight, let's talk about it later."

Song Zijie inserted his pocket and left without looking back.

Lu Ze looked at his back and sighed: "It's hard to get rid of the inner demons."

The Asian counterfeit banknote group has become Song Zijie's inner demon.

He blamed Song Zihao for not seeing him, saying that his father's death was caused by him.

In fact, he hated the fact that he brought Song Zihao into the counterfeit banknote group that had no return, so he worked so hard that he kept biting it for several years.

Being a policeman is a taboo in the industry.

But Song Zijie is another person who doesn’t listen to advice. Lu Ze thinks that if this continues, either he will either take down the counterfeit banknote group or drive him crazy.

There is no second way to go.

"We'll have a big meal tonight, and Ajie treats you."

Lv Ze approached He Dingbang and Guan Qingqing and waved the banknotes in his hand.

He Dingbang was heartless and didn't ask about the motorcycle party. Instead, he frowned and said, "Ajie is generous enough. He can cost hundreds of dollars at one time. Can he still have a good time after the meal?"

"It's so damn bad. Don't take me with you in this way, I'm afraid of getting sick."

Lu Ze pushed He Dingbang away who came up, then looked at Guan Qingqing with a pale face: "Aren't you scared? The motorcycle party affairs will follow up. Today is an accidental event, and there shouldn't be any more in the future."

"No, it's the first time I've discovered that the danger is so close to us." Guan Qingqing is a girl after all, and her psychological tolerance is not as strong as a man.

Lu Ze smiled and pinched her face, doing things seriously, half-jokingly, saying: "We are police officers, wherever we go, there will be many bullets in the future. If you can't adapt, you can report it as soon as possible and transfer it back to the headquarters to be a civilian."

"I'm not scared, either."
Chapter completed!