Hong Kong variety show, I am a charming cop.

Chapter 247 Leon's Throwing Knife

When Mr. Li woke up, he realized he had been resurrected. He glared at Leon and said, "Why did you save me?!"

He lowered his head and reached for the knife again.

Leon was even faster than him, his throwing knife moving as fast as a shooting star.

It pierced the night sky with a whoosh!

Li Jian's gaze sharpened.

Lyon's throwing knife was no less fast or powerful than his Little Li Flying Knife.

Unfortunately.

Unfortunately, the aim was a little off, and the knife ended up in Mr. Li's forehead.

Mr. Li screamed and fell to the ground.

Mr. Li's knife fell from his hand and stabbed into Dao Youming's thigh.

Dao Youming cried out in pain, "Now I understand what it means to be worse than dead."

Li Jian and the others surrounded Lyon, and Captain Lu asked, "Master, do you have any other way to save him?"

"Hey hey hey!"

Leon gave a bitter laugh: "Those I killed with my own hands are beyond saving."

Then, Lyon sighed, "On the night of the resurrection, there will inevitably be rivers of blood and widespread suffering."

Li Jian glanced back at Mrs. Li and found that her expression was calm, without the pain one would expect from someone who had lost their husband.

in contrast.

There is even a kind of liberation.

Seemingly noticing Li Jian's gaze, Mrs. Li suddenly smiled and said, "My husband is mentally unstable. Thank you all."

Li Jian patted Mrs. Li's shoulder, feeling its smooth and delicate texture. "Mrs. Li, please accept my condolences."

Not long after.

Local patrol officers rushed to the scene.

The one leading the charge was surprisingly Ho Man-cheung from the PTU.

"Brother Jian, what are you doing here?"

He Wenzhan was both surprised and delighted, and rushed up to salute Li Jian.

Li Jian glanced at his epaulets and smiled, "Congratulations, Zhan, you've been promoted!"

He Wenzhan has now been given the epaulets of a trainee inspector.

He Wenzhan said gratefully, "It's all thanks to your help, Brother Jian. I even received a commendation from the deputy director for the case with Dafuhao last time."

Li Jian nodded and said, "I'm just giving you an opportunity. Whether you can seize it or not is up to you."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, He Wenzhan asked, "Brother Jian, what's going on here? How come this person has so many knife wounds, even a knife on his forehead? But the forensic doctor just examined him and said he has multiple fractures all over his body, especially in his cervical spine, which is a severe tear."

It is clear that this person committed suicide by jumping off a building.

Did someone stab him a dozen more times after he died?

Li Jian knew, of course, that Mr. Li had jumped to his death, but he couldn't explain it to him.

How did a person who jumped from the 28th floor come back to life and stab himself more than a dozen times?

If you really said that, it would be strange if you weren't considered mentally ill.

Li Jian said, "Just ignore this case and treat it as a normal suicide by jumping off a building."

Although He Wenzhan had his doubts, he had no choice but to comply with Li Jian's order: "It's not impossible, but the deceased's family must agree."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of the deceased's family."

Li Jian patted He Wenzhan on the shoulder, then pulled out a stack of Hong Kong dollars from his pocket: "It's so late, and you still made the brothers make this trip. Take this and treat the brothers to a late-night snack."

He Wenzhan quickly declined, saying, "How can that be? If anyone should be invited, it should be me, Brother Jian."

Li Jian stuffed the Hong Kong dollars into his pocket and patted the man's chest: "Take it. What can you do with a monthly salary of over ten thousand? Remember, if you run out of money, just tell me."

Say something.

Although wages in Hong Kong Island are not low, the cost of living is also high.

A bowl of wonton noodles costs several tens of dollars, and adding a piece of char siu can bring it to over a hundred.

A good dim sum meal will easily cost less than two hundred dollars.

On Hong Kong Island, you need at least HK$3 a month just to make ends meet.

He Wenzhan touched the thick stack of Hong Kong dollars and knew without even taking it out that it was definitely no less than a month's salary.

"He deserves his promotion!"

He Wenzhan admired Li Jianna to the point of prostration.

Not only is he young and promoted quickly, but he is also very savvy in interpersonal relationships.

More importantly, he could not only help his brothers get promoted, but also help them get rich.

With such a big brother by his side, He Wenzhan felt that his future was bright!

One of the guys came over and asked, "Boss He, how should we write the report? Should we write 'premeditated murder'?"

Snapped!

He Wenzhan smacked the other man on the head in exasperation: "Kill your mother my ass! Write it down, or I'll jump off a building and kill myself!"

"But......"

"But your mom, is this your first day with me?" He Wenzhan said irritably, tucking the other person's head under his armpit. "Write it the way I said, finish work early, and go to Kowloon Cafe for a late-night snack. It's on me!"

"Long live Chief He!"

Police officers are human too; who doesn't want to get off work early?

After seeing the police off, Li Jian went to the security room.

There are eight security guards at Victory Building.

Everyone knows the captain; he's the Minister Lu who fed Bao Longxing the cake.

Next up are Iron-Blooded Senior Brother, Li Lichi, Ah Qiang (Huang Zhixian), and others.

Li Jian arrived at the security room and found Captain Lu reprimanding them.

"You bastards! While you were at work, one of you went to find prostitutes, and the other helped others find prostitutes. You two are even worse; you actually stole things. What will happen if people find out?"

Captain Lu, spitting as he spoke, said, "And another thing, when the building was haunted, Mr. Wu instructed that it absolutely must not be spread. Do you understand?"

The sound of a toilet flushing came from the restroom, and Leon, wearing sunglasses, walked out.

Captain Lu immediately went to greet him: "Master, what do we do now?"

Lyon said, "I have already sent the old lady's ghost back to the underworld."

Captain Lu asked, puzzled, "How was it delivered?"

Lyon said, "Didn't you hear me flush the toilet?"

Iron Gallant (the eldest brother) was crying and sobbing on the side: "I never thought that I, a man in my fifties, would have that kind of thing with an 80-year-old woman, sob sob sob."

Li Jian laughed and said, "What does it matter if you're 80? Just think of it as cooling down. As the saying goes, at 50 you can suck up the earth, at 60 even immortals can't stop it, at 70 you can beat an ox from across a mountain, and at 80 an old woman is as beautiful as a princess. You've hit the jackpot."

Tie Dan (the eldest brother) didn't believe it at all and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Look, he made my lower body so big, and I can't feel anything."

Tie Dan (the eldest brother) stood up, revealing his bulging crotch.

Anyone who didn't know better would think he was stuffing a grenade into his crotch.

Li Jian kicked it, and it felt like he kicked a soccer ball.

Two other security guards also joined the fray, taking turns kicking the soccer ball.

Li Li, the security guard, immediately swung his baton and struck the bulging area.

"I really didn't feel anything!"

Leon reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a revolver.

Ok?

Li Jian was genuinely stunned.

This Lyon is really something else; even though I've already taken one of his guns, he still has another one.

However, Li Jian was very certain that when he fought him, he clearly touched his body and found no hard objects.