There were many people at the shooting range.

HK is one of the top cities in Asia, with more than 7 million people living in 1,000 square kilometers. The work pressure of the police is very high, and the shooting range was originally a training facility, but over time it turned into a stress-reduction project. Some people are under pressure from their superiors.

When I feel wronged, I get used to coming here to vent.

Bang~

Bang~

Bang~

Transparent glass partitions are lined up one after another, and inside are police officers practicing shooting.

When Lin Yue entered, Yao Wenji and Yuan Weihao had already put on earmuffs, stood at the shooting point with training pistols, aimed at the target ahead and fired continuously.

Policewoman Erin sat at the console not far away, with the score of each window marked on the monitor.

Lin Yue walked to the equipment receiving area, looked at a policewoman and said, "Please give me a set of practice equipment."

The man glanced at the police officer ID hanging on his chest, took out a gun, a pair of earmuffs, and three loaded loaders and handed them over.

"Thank you." Lin Yue took the gun and walked away.

"Is that person from your team?" The policewoman looked at his back and said, "He's very handsome."

Eileen nodded and watched with deep curiosity as Lin Yue walked to window No. 8 and stood still, raising his gun and aiming at the humanoid target in front of him.

She is a frequent visitor here because the policewoman on duty at the shooting range is her best friend. However, she has never seen Lin Yue come to the shooting range to practice shooting in the past three or four years.

Bang~

Bang~

Bang~

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Six gunshots were fired.

In 2002, there were no bullet point scan maps, and there was only the target shooting result on the monitor, which was thirty-six points.

The policewoman looked dumbfounded: "He is very handsome, but his marksmanship is terrible. I am very curious about how he passed the police academy graduation exam."

Lin Yue wore earmuffs and was unaware of the conversation of the people behind him. After polishing off the bullets in the bullet chamber, he twisted the empty bullet shell out of the bullet chamber with one hand. Amidst the continuous clanging sound, he pressed the empty bullet shell into the bullet chamber with his other hand.

After firing the gun, he flicked the gun, and the bullet returned to its original position with a click.

The whole set of movements is so smooth that it is pleasing to the eye.

Erin had been watching his back, and was stunned when she saw this scene. She subconsciously stood up and walked to the place facing window No. 8, watching Lin Yue aim at the target ahead.

Bang~

Bang~

Bang~

…

Six more gunshots were fired.

The policewoman glanced at the monitor and shook her head helplessly. It was thirty-six points again. The two scores were the same. In a sense, she was a talent.

At this moment, a man came over with a training gun, winked at window No. 8, and asked the policewoman: "How are your results?"

The policewoman knew that he was Irene's colleague: "Very bad."

Yuan Weihao smiled and said, "Do you know who he is?"

"Who is it?"

"Winner of the 93rd Level Excellence Award at the Police Academy, Detective Lin Yuelin."

"You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"He is a good hand at writing reports." Yao Wenji also came over: "He is still a person who is highly valued by Huang SIR."

"Exactly." Yuan Weihao sneered: "I heard that when Lu Qichang was killed by Ni Yongxiao, he was so frightened that he went to work in the Marine Police Department. The silver-like pewter gun head looks useless!"

While the three of them were whispering, Irene walked by and looked at them with strange expressions.

The policewoman asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

Irene pointed at Lin Yue who was changing bullets: "Go and see for yourselves."

The policewoman knew her best friend's temper, and her expression just now definitely didn't mean contempt, it was surprise, incomprehension, and disbelief.

She stood up and walked behind window No. 8, watching Lin Yue raise his gun and aim at the changed target.

Yao Wenji and Yuan Weihao also came closer.

Bang~

Bang~

Bang~

…

Six gunshots were fired.

There were still 6 six rings, but the expressions of the people who saw the score changed.

The target used in the shooting range was not a round target, but a human-shaped target. The six rings were located on the shoulders and forehead of the human body. Lin Yue fired six shots. There was a hole less than two centimeters long on the forehead of the human-shaped target. From the edge,

It can be seen from the arc that the edges of the six bullet holes overlap.

Others aimed at the red heart, but he was better, specifically shooting at the forehead, and the difference between the first shot and the last shot was less than one centimeter.

What does this mean?

This means that if his shooting target is a red heart, the three rounds of shooting will all have sixty rings, which means eighteen accurate hits on the focus.

Three rounds and eighteen times...

This has nothing to do with luck, it is a reflection of shooting ability.

The policewoman half-opened her small mouth, and finally understood why Irene had a strange expression on her face. If Detective Lin can maintain his shooting state today, there will never be more than ten people who can compete with him in the HK police system.

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Yuan Weihao's ears were a little red because he had just mocked Lin Yue in front of the policewoman as a silver pewter gun. If this score is also considered to be of no use, then what is his score, is it rubbish?

"I hope his hands won't shake when he faces criminals."

When he said this, Lin Yue happened to take off his earmuffs, but he didn't seem to hear the sarcasm from behind. He walked over and handed the training tools to the policewoman, said thank you with a smile, and turned around to leave the shooting range.

"Eileen, does Inspector Lin have a girlfriend?"

Erin looked at her best friend and didn't know what to say.

Yao Wenji watched Lin Yue leave with a thoughtful expression.

The three of them arrived at the shooting range, and Lin Yue followed them. He fired three eighteen rounds with his training revolver, hitting the humanoid target on the forehead every time. Was this a retaliation for the three people's ridicule that he was mediocre?

?

If yes, what does it mean?

This shows that he has been holding back in recent years, or it can be said that he has been hiding it deeply.

So why is it suddenly so high-profile now?

Yao Wenji was very puzzled.

"That person just now was Lin Yue? His marksmanship is really good." At this time, a man came over and interrupted his meditation.

Yao Wenji saw that it was Lin Guodong from the Criminal Intelligence Division: "Better than your marksmanship? Aren't you in the same year as him?"

Lin Guodong looked back at his five ten-rings and one nine-ring: "They are in the same year, but not the same class. When he was training at the police academy, I was already on the street as an intern."

…

After leaving the shooting range, Lin Yue returned to the crime team and wrote a report according to Huang Zhicheng's instructions, downplaying the impact of Chen Yongren's injury to Shen Liang as much as possible in order to reduce the penalty imposed on Chen Yongren by the Department of Justice.

After writing the report, he returned to the police dormitory.

The next morning, I went to the Major Crime Unit and saw that there were no cases to investigate, so I asked Huang Zhicheng to take a day off to see a psychiatrist.

When he arrived at Li Xin'er's clinic, he told his assistant his name and was let into the room on the right.

When the door opened, Li Xin'er was sitting behind the desk, concentrating on writing something on a piece of A4 paper. She was wearing a slim-fitting white shirt, with the buttons on the collar open. Between the V and the skin was a ring, which was glittering.

The silver chain passed through and submerged into the long shawl hair at the back.

Lin Yue stopped in front of the door of the inner room and did not move forward.

After a while, Li Xin'er put down the pen after writing the report, picked up the glass on the table and was about to drink water. When she suddenly noticed a person standing at the door.

Lin Yue smiled and said: "Hello, I am Lin Yue."

Li Xin'er thought for a while and said: "Hello, Officer Lin, I am Li Xin'er."

She stood up and gestured to the chair over the desk: "Sit down first."
To be continued...