The next day.

early morning.

In front of the Tin Hau Temple, a Mercedes-Benz sports car is parked.

Zhuang Shikai was dressed in a suit and holding three sticks of incense in his hand. He stood in front of several cells in the memorial hall and bowed in worship.

"Sir Zhou."

"Pei Zai, Xiao Bai."

"The head will be brought to you."

I saw him putting the incense in the incense burner next to him with a solemn expression, and sighed longly: "Have a good reincarnation."

At present, the police force has not yet built the Hao Yuan. According to custom, the police officers who died in the police force are hidden in the Tin Hau Temple.

In addition, there are some in Wong Tai Sin Temple.

When Haoyuan is built, the police force will give the heroes a unified burial place.

However, according to Haoyuan's historical time, it would not be activated until 1996. This time was a bit late, so Zhuang Shikai decided to draft a document and send it to the director later.

If the police force lacks funds, he can fund the construction and use it as a charity project, which can also have the effect of winning people's hearts.

In short, this money will definitely not be wasted.

Last night, after finishing the scene, he drove home and went to bed. Because he was in a good mood, he caused trouble to the little spider on the window of the manor.

But he didn't go to the police station early in the morning, so he called his subordinates to deliver the sacrifice.

At this time, two black cloth bags were placed next to the incense table...

The surface of the black bag was stained red with blood, making it look a little dirty and smelly.

"Haoyun."

"Take care of things."

Zhuang Shikai walked out of the memorial hall and waved his hands with a relaxed expression.

Yuan Haoyun stood guard at the door and immediately nodded and said: "Yes! Sir!"

Yuan Haoyun is in good spirits and seems to have taken a nap last night.

After all, Sir Yuan is also a superior... If someone wants to drink a cup of coffee to refresh themselves and relax on the sofa for a while, can their subordinates stop him?

However, Yuan Haoyun does not have a lot of dark circles under his eyes. He also eats as much raw eggs as he should.

Yuan Haoyun is responsible for guarding the door to prevent anyone from entering the memorial hall by mistake.

Although there are very few people who come to pay homage in the early morning, what should I do if there are people or temple employees passing by?

It is not a good thing for citizens to see the police force sacrificing their brothers' heads and spreading the news.

Of course, when the brothers received the news, they all looked excited and looked like they wanted to bring Sir Zhuang into danger.

Yuan Haoyun walked into the Memorial Hall, picked up the head, turned around and left carrying the bag, apparently to destroy the "evidence of crime".

Zhuang Shikai was wearing a suit and walked up the steps leisurely.

Come anyway.

On the way, I went to Tin Hau Temple to worship.

After all, there is something wrong with him bringing blood into Tin Hau Temple.

First, I would like to pay my respects to the Queen of Heaven and pray for peace. Second, I would like to donate some money to the Queen of Heaven so that the elderly can be tolerant.

He doesn't lack the money either.

However, Zhuang Shikai was relaxed and walking up the steps, looking a bit like an old man who went out for a walk early in the morning.

Especially at this moment, the sky is bright and there is still fog around. All we need is a Tai Chi wooden sword, and we can go to the park to part the wild horses' manes and the white cranes to spread their wings.

"Don't be offended, Queen Mother."

"Everyone is doing this to ensure the safety of citizens."

"You will understand me, right?"

Zhuang Shikai clasped his hands together, leaned down three times, and recited silently.

Then, he took out a stack of Hong Kong dollars and threw it into the merit box without hesitation.

"Oh my god!"

"At least twenty thousand!"

Blind Chen appeared at the corner, his ears moved, and he immediately heard the amount from the falling sound.

"Ahem." Chen Xiazi coughed twice quickly and prepared to open the business.

"Huh?"

"Master Chen, it's so early!"

Zhuang Shikai turned his head and showed a surprised expression.

He just walked in and didn't see Blind Chen. Why did he turn around and see Blind Chen sitting on the chair?

He closed his eyes and prayed silently for only ten seconds, and he didn't hear any sound. Can the master fly?

Zhuang Shikai walked to the wooden table. Blind Chen heard his familiar voice and suddenly realized: "It turns out to be this boss! No wonder he is so generous!"

"I made some money today."

In the past, Zhuang Shikai would only find time to come to Tin Hau Temple in the afternoon or evening. Therefore, Blind Chen didn't guess for a moment. At this time, he showed a narrow smile, pinched his fingers and said: "Last night, the three stars collided with each other. I am a poor Taoist."

If you watch the stars at night and have no intention of sleeping, you will come earlier."

He originally just made a casual conversation and thought of adding a mysterious atmosphere.

Unexpectedly, this remark immediately attracted Zhuang Shikai's interest. Zhuang Shikai walked up to the blind man, stared at him with interest, and said nothing for a long time.

If the old blind man is telling the truth, then the mission prompt can really cause the stars to change.

Although, the stars will change.

Some horoscopes don't mean anything.

But Zhuang Shikai still felt like he was in a mysterious place.

This feeling is very attractive.

The old blind man felt weak for a while after being stared at by Mr. Zhuang. He pinched his fingers, raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Boss?"

"Master Chen."

"Is your fortune telling really accurate?" Zhuang Shikai took out his .38 gun, opened the magazine and turned it slightly, making a whirling sound.

Then he closed the magazine again, slapped the gun on the table and asked.

The old blind man's brows jumped and he quickly replied: "Accurate! Accurate! Accurate!"

"No one is more accurate than me!"

Wouldn't it be courting death to be unsure at this time?

Zhuang Shikai smiled, raised the muzzle of his gun, pointed it at the old blind man's legs and asked: "Master! Please do the math, will you be shot today?"

The old blind man looked ashen, pinched his fingers, trembled all over, hesitated, hesitated, and didn't say a word for a long time.

"Click!" Zhuang Shikai pressed the safety button and said nothing.

The old blind man quickly raised his feet, stepped on the chair, raised his hands in front of his head, curled up on the chair and shouted: "Boss, don't shoot!"

"You think I don't know, and you shoot me when I say you don't know. I made a mistake!"

"Then let me guess again. When I say yes, you still shoot, and you say I made a mistake!"

"Bah! Maybe you are even more shameless! I was right and you shot me!"

The old blind man shouted loudly, and the sound was heard from the temple. Unfortunately, except for a few sparrows flying by, the Tin Hau Temple was silent in the early morning, and no one could save him.

The sacred and solemn Queen of Heaven next to her is just a clay and wood sculpture, without any vitality or divine power.

"Hahaha..." A hearty laughter came to mind in the temple.

Zhuang Shikai looked at the old blind man, put away his gun, turned off the safety, took out a Hong Kong dollar from his arms and slapped it on the table: "Master Chen, I'm sorry, I was just kidding."

"goodbye."

Zhuang Shikai chuckled and walked over the threshold, walking down the temple step by step.

He gave the old magician a scare.

Not trying to kill anyone.

I just want to see if there is a God in the world!

He was so daring! He asked God with a gun in front of the temple!

Unfortunately, judging from the performance of the old magic stick, no matter whether there are gods or not in the world, at least in the living world, the biggest person with a gun is still the one with the gun.
To be continued...