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Chapter 52 Cui San...Third Sister

Chapter 52 Cui San...Three Sisters

Author: Sessune No Moon

Chapter 52 Cui San San Mei

"Master, do you really want to go? The other party doesn't know his identity. What if it's a trap set for you?"

"It is indeed necessary for others to set up defenses. Master Tang has cooperated with Master Wei too many times. Except for the last time he brought up the matter of the secret police detective, he has rarely spoken in the past and only provided information. He is a real person. Let's talk about me.

This vigilante who killed more than 20 wanted criminals was of no harm to them."

"Then are you really ready to take over the post of chief detective of the secret police?"

Ji Qinglin nodded:

"I want to investigate the president's matter clearly. This is a rare opportunity. Besides, becoming a secret police officer is also a step into the white road."

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At 2:30 pm the next day, Ji Qinglin went to the Misery Cafe alone.

The location of the coffee shop is quite unique. It is located at a high point in the corner of the downtown area. A building separates the bright lights of the downtown area on the left and the residential area of ​​​​Xiaofuji'an on the right.

When Ji Qinglin stepped into the coffee shop, he was still a little nervous. Although it was no longer that era, the feeling of meeting netizens still made people look forward to it.

A big man with hair that protects his heart more than a foot thick? An old man with a kind face full of wrinkles?

With a sense of expectation and caution, Ji Qinglin glanced around the hall after entering.

We didn't find the target at first glance. Strictly speaking, it was the same after a few more glances, because basically everyone in the hall was wearing sunglasses!

Hey, vision association team building?

Is Master Tang deliberately playing tricks on himself?

Just as he glanced at it again, Ji Qinglin noticed a lonely woman wearing tight denim overalls and a work shirt beside the glass window of the cafe, looking at him from a distance.

Ji Qinglin hesitated for a moment, then walked straight over.

This woman was wearing a police work shirt, but she wore it quite casually. Her mature body made the top two buttons of the shirt a bit overwhelmed.

He looks to be about the same age as himself. He has short black hair and wears a single piece for his right eye. It looks more like an eyepatch and he is quite imposing.

As Ji Qinglin came closer, the corners of his mouth rose, forming a refreshing smile on the girl's handsome face.

"I didn't expect Mr. Huang to be so young."

Although his voice was short and crisp, his tone was quite soft.

Ji Qinglin wanted to say hello, but then he remembered an embarrassing thing. He had changed her nickname to "Master Tang", and for a moment he had forgotten what her original nickname was.

However, Ji Qinglin responded quickly, sat down and responded:

"Fortunately, I made the request to meet, otherwise I would have missed such a pretty face."

"It seems that Mr. Huang is quite frivolous when he is not killing people."

"Ha, let's get back to the subject. If you want me to accept the position of chief detective of the secret police, you must at least reveal your identity to me."

"Master Tang" frowned slightly, raised his head and said:

"With my nickname and my image, Mr. Huang really can't guess it?"

That's good, but you can't say that you forgot your nickname.

"I guess and you telling me are two different things."

"Master Tang" sighed softly and said:

"My surname is Cui. Mr. Huang must have heard of the name 'Cui Ancheng', right?"

In the era of technological cultivation, personal strength improved much faster than quality, so during that period of New Malaysia, crimes continued everywhere until a police chief named Cui appeared.

The iron-fist policy led the police to handle serious cases one after another and captured wanted criminals. At the same time, he was also a master-level Qigong practitioner. It was precisely because of his bravery that New Malaysia became peaceful so quickly.

Peaceful.

So people gave him the nickname "Cui'an City", which means the glory of "a stable city-state".

It is said that the current chief of police is also a descendant of the Cui family. Although the woman in front of me is too young to be the chief of police, she is definitely a big head.

It turns out that I had underestimated the official before. No wonder this guy had to find time for every meeting.

"As expected, that's disrespectful!"

"Master Tang" waved his hand, took out a jade token and handed it over:

"Mr. Huang, you don't have to be polite. To be honest, I am also in charge of all secret police in Kuala Lumpur. So now according to the agreement, you can always accept this sign, right? If you have to call me, I am the third eldest child in the family."

Ji Qinglin took the jade sign representing the secret police identity and hesitated:

"Cui San. Sanmei, is this all over? Can I call the police data?"

Cui Sanmei explained:

"Of course, this is an exceptional level of trust, but if you abuse it for profit, I will take back your identity at any time. The most important thing among secret police officers is trust. If you come here today, I can use the voice and image of the police system to

To find your identity, but since we have a gentleman's agreement, I will not deliberately investigate you."

"Ha, thank you for your trust. Will other secret police officers track down wanted criminals?"

Cui Sanmei pushed the ordered coffee over and said:

"Of course, but to be honest, most people really don't have your terrifying speed and success rate in catching wanted criminals."

Ji Qinglin waved his hand and said:

"During the arrest process, I also discovered a problem: just arresting these wanted criminals may not be able to deter the Qigong practitioners from committing crimes. After all, the arrests are all stragglers."

Hearing this, Cui Sanmei was obviously interested:

"Oh? So you have a better way?"

"I wonder if Third Sister has heard about the big incident that happened on Xindong Street recently?"

"Hey, you're talking about the president of the New East Street Chamber of Commerce being seriously injured."

Ji Qinglin nodded and said:

"That's right, it's a proper home invasion. The most important thing is that the person who was injured is a master-level character. If such a murderer can be arrested and brought to justice, it is estimated that no qigong master in Kuala Lumpur will dare to do so for a long time.

Committing a crime is much more of a deterrent than catching a few wanted criminals."

Cui Sanmei, who also wants to make some achievements in her family, her eyes gleamed when she heard this.

"Are you confident that you can find it?"

"It's at least worth a try."

"That may be a Qi Master who can seriously injure the Grandmaster. Are you sure that you can defeat him with your strength and bring him to justice?"

Ji Qinglin smiled and said:

"Why should we defeat them with strength? I am now a secret policeman. There is no shame in gang fights or drawing guns. Bringing criminals to justice is the first priority."

"Hahahaha, now I understand why you can kill so many wanted criminals. Okay, I will fully support you in this regard."

Ji Qinglin took a sip of coffee and asked:

"By the way, Third Sister, do we have a police-specific soul training system and server over there? There are also police exercises. Can I borrow a set back?"

"If you can't mobilize these little resources, I won't have to be your boss. I can just give you a position and have someone send it to you."

Ji Qinglin was also afraid of exposing his identity by staying here longer, so he stood up and said:

"Then thank you Third Sister for your trust. Since we are secret police officers, we should communicate on the dark web if we have anything to do. Say goodbye."

"Okay, I won't give it away, please be careful when proceeding."

Watching Mr. Huang go downstairs and leave, Cui Sanmei stretched out on her seat, knocked on the table and said:

"Pay your money, pay me! Pay 30 if you bet he doesn't dare to come alone, pay 50 if you don't accept it! Pay 100 if you bet he doesn't dare to drink coffee, hurry up and pay!"

As soon as he finished speaking, most of the secret policemen wearing sunglasses in the coffee shop stood up and grumbled while paying in annoyance:

"Damn, I didn't expect you to be so young!"

"It can't be a substitute, right? I want to find out his details."

"Hey! Don't be cheating! What secret policemen value most is trust. Besides, Third Sister just made a promise."

Thank you for your reading and support~

(End of chapter)


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