Zhang Pin glanced at the other person and found that the people he met were not very smart, but at least they were not stupid. Their ability to solve problems was not very good, but they were very accurate in seeing the problems.
He and Director Huang discussed it for a long time in the office. Naturally, it was not just about killing people and it would be over, they also made preparations for the follow-up matters.
But looking at the other person's appearance now, it was obvious that he had his own thoughts, so he just stared at the other person and did not speak.
After time traveling and killing so many people in a row, he began to have an aura about him. After Nick Cheung was stared at, he felt uncomfortable all over, so he did not go around Wan Chai anymore, but spoke directly.
"Officer Zhang, I want to follow you."
Zhang Pin was caught off guard when he heard these words, so he couldn't keep up the cold expression he had just pretended, but luckily it was already dark, so the other party didn't see his surprise.
"Want to follow me? You have to go to the police academy to become a police officer first. What, you want to use the back door with me? Then you are looking for the wrong person. I don't know any of the examiners from the police academy."
"No, Officer Zhang, I mean, I want to help you."
Zhang Jiahui was a little anxious, but continued to persist.
"Help me do things, so you think too much. I'm still working to make money. What can I ask you to do for me? And I don't have the money to pay you a salary."
I have to say, it's quite fun to act stupid, especially when the guy opposite me gets red-eyed.
Zhang Jiahui sincerely wanted to find someone to support him. A series of experiences he had recently had made him realize the reality completely.
In front of the rich and powerful guys, they were really like glutinous rice dumplings, being squeezed and squashed at will. Not only was the shop smashed, the house was burned down, and his uncle's life was almost lost.
On their own, reality clearly told him that things could only get worse, but today Zhang Pin took action. This kind of aura of taking people's lives just by opening his mouth made him yearn for it. At that time, he had thoughts
Keep up with the other person’s thoughts.
I have an uncle who has been a policeman for more than ten years. He naturally knows that the police have informants.
Especially a police officer like Zhang Pin. Although he didn't have much contact with him, he could tell that the other person was not a stickler for rules.
After all, an honest policeman would definitely not be able to do something like this tonight. Just looking at his uncle, you could tell that he was about to die. He had not even thought about killing someone before tonight.
"You were so angry tonight that you came over to challenge Billy Huang for a racing contest. As a result, the opponent turned too fast and the car rolled down the mountainside. When you saw that something had happened, you immediately panicked. Then you searched down the mountain road and saw the opponent's body.
I just called the police.”
Just when the other party didn't know what to say for a moment, Zhang Pin suddenly spoke slowly.
His words stunned Zhang Jiahui for a moment, then he raised his head and looked at the other party seriously.
Zhang Pin also looked directly at him at this time.
"Then it depends on the situation. The judge will probably imprison you for at least three, four, five, six, seven or eight months for speeding or any reason the lawyer can think of. Of course, we will also have lawyers here to help you defend you, but no matter what,
You should always go to Stanley."
After Zhang Pin finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Jiahui again.
"How? Do you understand?"
Zhang Jiahui pursed his lips and then looked at him.
"Do I have to squat in Stanley?"
"Are you being funny? If you weren't squatting in Stanley, why would you be walking on the street with your chest raised and talking to people on the street?"
"You want me to join the underworld?"
"If you don't join the underworld, what will you do for me? Be a nanny? I like women, buddy."
This time Zhang Jiahui was caught in a struggle. His rationality and many years of life experience obviously made him know that it is not easy to work in the underworld, especially when working for the police. Everyone knows how miserable it is to be an undercover agent, and he is not even as good as an undercover agent.
But he thought about Xiaoxue who was still lying in the hospital, thought about the car repair shop where old K was smashed, thought about the house that was burned down at home, thought about his uncle who almost lost his life a few days ago, and finally lowered his head.
"Then I'll make a call here?"
Now it was Zhang Pin's turn to be surprised. He didn't expect the other party to adapt so quickly.
"Okay, you can go back to the scene and wait for the police. Don't worry, they are one of your own."
Zhang Pin still didn't hide it from him. Originally Director Huang had other plans for this car accident, but now that Zhang Jiahui is willing to stand up, it will naturally be easier to solve.
"By the way, everyone in the gang has a nickname. What nickname are you going to give yourself?"
On the way back, Zhang Pin was bored and wanted to continue teasing the other person.
"Ah, I need a nickname. I specialize in painting. How about calling me painter?"
Zhang Jiahui didn't have time to think too much, so he could only scratch his head and decide based on his own strengths.
"Painter? You don't sell counterfeit banknotes. What do you call this? It doesn't sound good."
Zhang Pin took one look and determined that this guy looked far different from the other person, so he shook his head and rejected it.
Zhang Jiahui: "In addition to painting, I can also run very fast, so why not call me run fast?"
"Run quickly, you might as well call it Kuai Crawling. How can anyone be called like that? When you fight with others, your brother will say "Run quickly" and "Run quickly" when he opens his mouth. So will you run or fight? But in the past
Speed naming is still a good idea.”
Zhang Pin almost laughed out loud when he heard that he wanted to be nicknamed "Quick Run".
Zhang Jiahui also laughed, then touched the back of his head, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Officer Zhang, do you think airplanes are the fastest in the world? Why don't you just call me airplanes?"
"Didn't your uncle say you graduated from college? You have no common sense. Who told you that airplanes are the fastest, airplanes, airplanes, damn, you just call them airplanes."
Zhang Pin stood there, looking at the face that was somewhat similar to Zha Zhahui's, and then thought of the guy who was either being chased all over the street, or running to avoid being stabbed by others.
Gradually, the images of the two people slowly merged into one person, and the picture was finally frozen.
"Do it well, but after you come out, you better not go to Liansheng."
But he didn't say anything, he just patted the other party's shoulder, and the two walked to the intersection.
"What are you talking about? Why did it take so long? Axing and I have agreed that we will stay at his house first after the house is renovated in the next few days."
Li Xiuxian was worried that his nephew would say something wrong and make Zhang Pin unhappy, so he was the first to greet him.
This time, Zhang Jiahui did not dodge in front of his uncle as usual, but went straight up to him and gave him a big hug.
"I'm sorry, uncle."
After saying this, he pushed Li Xiuxian away and walked towards the motorcycle next to him. After he got on it, he looked at Zhang Pin.
