Hong Kong Island King Fried

Chapter 56 I Just Want to Be a Good Person

"Sir Liu, the basic income of a senior inspector is [-] yuan a month. You are so stingy that you treat me to such a bad coffee."

In Liu Jianming's office, Lin Jiajun took a sip of the coffee in front of him, and almost spit it out. The bitter taste also had a strong sour smell. It was like dark Indian food with masala, which made people feel deeply Feel the malice of the whole world.

Liu Jianming laughed at himself: "Everyone says that I am targeting my own people just like the ICAC, so I just did it more authentically and bought the same type of coffee as the ICAC. But speaking of it, there are many colleagues who come to chat with me , you are the first one to relax like you, you are in a good mood."

"Liu Sir, you don't want to frame me as an undercover agent, do you? Everyone is familiar with cheating. Don't mess with your own people like this. It's easy to cause trouble."

Lin Jiajun put down the terrible coffee in his hand, thought for a moment, and said, "As for being in a good mood, there are generally two reasons."

"Oh? Which two?" Liu Jianming was stunned.

Lin Jiajun leaned back in his chair and answered slowly: "One way is that I have never done anything wrong, so my mood will naturally not be bad; the other way is that the things I have done that are wrong will be wiped out and will never happen again. People know it. Sir Liu, you are still thinking of teasing people, and you seem to be in a good mood. I don’t know, what is your reason? "

Liu Jianming shrugged: "I don't quite understand what you mean."

"Just follow your words and just talk casually, there's no point in that."

Lin Jiajun took out the Hongwan, shook out one, and shook it at Liu Jianming: "Can I smoke?"

"Please." Liu Jianming nodded, then stood up, turned around and took the ashtray from the shelf,
The moment he turned around, the smile on his face froze instantly.

'The regrets will be wiped out and no one will know about them anymore.' The moment Lin Jiajun said these words, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

Fortunately, he has been swinging between black and white all year round, and cultivated an extremely strong will, so he can barely keep his face.

But the heart is like a stormy sea,
How could he possibly know?

Liu Jianming took advantage of the short time when he turned around to force himself to calm down, and quickly recalled in his mind, did he show his flaws somewhere?
In fact, Lin Jiajun has not been in the serious crime team for too long, and group D is a leisure group, and they have hardly dealt with each other before.

Snap... the soft sound of the zippo's ignition brought him back from his thoughts.

Turning around again, Liu Jianming's smile came alive again.

"What do you mean by what you said just now? Did you notice any internal problems?" He put the ashtray in front of Lin Jiajun, and began to probe cautiously.

"Thank you." Lin Jiajun took the ashtray, did not directly answer his words, and said flatly: "Liu Sir, you and I are both policemen. Do you have to find out the internal problems to be happy?"

"I also know that many colleagues don't like it, but this is my job." Liu Jianming said.

"Work, of course, but how to do it, everyone can choose." Lin Jiajun said.

Liu Jianming frowned slightly, staring at Lin Jiajun's face carefully, as if he wanted to find the answer he wanted from this young face,

"Still don't quite understand what you mean," he said.

Lin Jiajun smiled and said: "Some things, I said it as if I was an undercover agent, but since everyone is face to face today, I think it's better to make it clear, so as not to cause any misunderstandings in the future, we are working hard outside, It’s not good if your own people do it behind your back.”

"I caught moles just to prevent 'my own people from killing my own people.'" Liu Jianming said.

"Please Sir Liu, last time there was a mole, A Qiang, and the whole crime team couldn't lift its head for a long time. This time, catch another one? Damn it, what is West Kowloon, the mole club? Everyone is Adults, you understand some things. I guess, neither Sir Mai, Madam Zhu, nor the crime team want another mole to appear at this time, what do you think?" Lin Jiajun said.

This sentence has made it very clear. A big case, which is a glorious one, is eventually stained with the taint of a mole. Good things turn bad. The superiors lose face and the people below are heartbroken.

"But if there is really a ghost, what will happen in the future?" he asked.

"Han Chen is dead and the case is solved. What future is there? Are you working undercover for Han Chen's ghost?"

"Are you sure Han Chen will die?" Liu Jianming subconsciously blurted out.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized something was wrong.

This sentence is not in line with his current identity and responsibilities, at least, it shouldn't be asked in such an eager tone.

Asking this way exactly echoes the original sentence, "What is wrong with your heart will be wiped out, and no one will know about it again."

I wanted to take it back, but it was too late.

The atmosphere in the office suddenly became very delicate. Lin Jiajun was staring at Liu Jianming with playfulness in his eyes, and Liu Jianming was also supporting the fluctuations in his heart, trying to calm himself down, and looking at Lin Jiajun on an equal footing, wanting to See what the other party is going to do.

After a while, Lin Jiajun chuckled, stretched out his fingers and tapped Liu Jianming in the air, showing an expression of 'I've caught you',

But instead of digging deeper into Liu Jianming's motive for asking this question, he directly answered his question.

"If Han Chen has business dealings with He Liansheng, then He Liansheng will definitely not let him be arrested alive; if there is no relationship, I am not afraid to tell Liu Sir clearly that there is a consensus within the serious crime team that Han Chen has committed a heinous crime. There is no death penalty on the island, and any brothers who lead a team to arrest are inclined to be shot dead on the spot."

Speaking of which, for a sophisticated intelligence officer like Liu Jianming, the message Lin Jiajun wanted to convey was clear enough.

However, Liu Jianming still didn't understand, why did Lin Jiajun suspect him?And why do you want to help him cover it up?
Could it be that Lin Jiajun himself is also a 'ghost',
But Liu Jianming instinctively felt that this possibility was unlikely.
He has been undercover for many years, and he is very clear about the possible "loopholes" of undercover. The intelligence department has detailed information on Lin Jiajun's experience, and it does not seem to be a problem.

The most important thing is that he instinctively felt that Lin Jiajun was really not an undercover agent.

Still the same sentence, Liu Jianming knows what an undercover agent should look like and his temperament better than anyone else.

"Liu Sir, some things are like a mess. The more you try to figure it out, the more you will get stuck in it and create a lot of more troublesome things. Why don't you just cut it off at the right time and start over. "

Lin Jiajun put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, got up and went to the window, opened it,

Outside the 12th floor, a ray of fresh air blows into the office, which reduces the smell of smoke and seems to make people more sober.

Lin Jiajun turned his back to Liu Jianming, looked at the tall buildings in the distance from the window, and after a while, slowly said:
"When I first became a policeman, I felt that if I did bad things, I must pay the price. If I want to be a good person, I can just pay off the things I did before. However, after a long time in the crime team, I found more and more, The job of the police is really not easy, there are too many enemies in the outside world, the death of a Superintendent Huang is enough, why continue to kill each other internally."

Speaking of Superintendent Huang, Liu Jianming's face flashed with an imperceptible sadness, and he whispered: "I didn't expect anything to happen to Sir Huang."

This sentence is a pun. People who understand will understand one meaning, and people who don’t understand can also hear another meaning.
"Colleagues, on the day of the first seven's funeral, pack more silk money."

Lin Jiajun retracted his gaze, turned around and picked up his coat from the armchair, and nodded to Liu Jianming: "If there is nothing else, should I leave first?"

Liu Jianming thought for a while, and then got up: "I'll see you off."

"No, Sir Liu, look at you, the table is so messy, confidential documents are scattered everywhere, please tidy it up."

After speaking, he waved his hand and walked out of the office.

Lin Jiajun sometimes couldn't figure out how a shrewd person like Liu Jianming would show such low-level telltale feet.

Maybe it's because during this period of time, the spirit is really too tense?
There were many folders on his desk, among them was a cowhide bag with the word 'bodyguard' written on the corner, the bodyguard was crossed out, and a 'mark' was rewritten on the side.

Following Lin Jiajun's last gaze, Liu Jianming also saw this document,

Dazed for a moment, he suddenly recalled the origin of this document, and immediately sweated profusely. He closed the office door, stuffed the paper bag and its contents into the shredder,

As the switch was pressed, the file was shredded into pieces, and it could no longer be seen as it was originally.

Just like him.

　Showdown, there is only one reason for not exposing Liu Jianming, people of my age, who doesn’t like Andy Lau~, everyone loves Andy Lau...

　　unless he sells drugs~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)