Hong Kong variety show, I am a charming cop.

Chapter 134 The New Boss

Li Jian stood up and placed a business card on the table.

Ah Li grabbed the business card and excitedly shouted, "Li Sir!"

"Don't call me Li Sir, it's too formal. My people all call me Brother Jian!"

Ali forced a smile: "Brother Jian!"

Li Jian turned and left.

Ali suddenly realized that Li Jian hadn't taken the backpack he brought with him, so he quickly reached out to pick it up and found it to be quite heavy.

"Brother Jian, your backpack!"

Li Jian didn't even turn his head, just waved his hand and said, "That's a gift for you, accept it."

After Li Jian's figure disappeared at the top of the stairs.

Ali then thought of opening his backpack.

Um? ! !

The backpack was filled with stacks of Hong Kong dollars, conservatively estimated to be no less than 200,000.

"Brother Jian!"

Ali gripped his backpack tightly with both hands.

Although giving money upon meeting someone is an old-fashioned method, it is the most effective.

I remember playing a game called Romance of the Three Kingdoms when I was a kid.

Players take on the role of a monarch, developing their power, conquering cities, recruiting generals, and vying for supremacy in the Central Plains with heroes from all over the land.

One of the features is to shower your strategists and generals with money, beautiful women, weapons, and luxury cars.

Simply throwing money around can increase loyalty.

Li Jian had worked undercover before, so he knew what undercover agents needed most.

Besides the boss constantly making empty promises, what undercover agents need most is material wealth and money.

Even the loftiest ideals cannot exist without a financial foundation.

There's a saying that goes, "The economic foundation determines the height of one's thinking."

If the foundation is not solid, the ground will shake!

. . . . . .

Li Jian didn't go home that night; he went to Fan Shuwa's place instead.

The three dishes were delicious, but we can't eat them every day.

If you eat too much abalone and sea cucumber, you should also eat some whole grains to change things up, otherwise your uric acid level may be too high.

"Brother Jian, what brings you here today?"

Fan Shuwa's baby face is so chubby, you can never get enough of pinching it.

Li Jian laughed and said, "I went to the slums and felt like I smelled terrible, so I came here to change my clothes. What, aren't you happy to see me?"

Fan Shuwa immediately poured Li Jian a cup of coffee and said, "Welcome, welcome, a warm welcome!"

Li Jian took a sip, savoring the taste: "Oh, hand-ground coffee?"

Fan Shuwa leaned on Li Jian's shoulder and said, "Yeah, I specifically learned from a barista. What do you think?"

Li Jian smacked his lips: "It tastes amazing!"

Fan Shuwa blushed, a smile playing on her lips, and said, "You're just trying to sweet-talk people!"

Li Jian laughed and said, "I'm telling the truth. Look at your skin, it's so smooth and fine, tsk tsk tsk, even better than the female celebrities in the commercials!"

Fan Shuwa tapped Li Jian's forehead with his finger and said, "Brother Jian, you're good at making people happy."

However, Li Jian was not lying.

In her early twenties, a woman is at the peak of her beauty, with skin as smooth as silk and full of collagen even without makeup.

Li Jian chuckled and said, "You're saying no, but you're probably secretly thrilled."

Fan Shuwa glared at him: "You have a good eye for people."

Li Jian, shamelessly preparing to examine the area, said, "Let me check the skin on your legs. Does it need any care?"

Fan Shuwa blushed and stood up to avoid him: "You're not behaving yourself again. Didn't you get enough time in the dark room? Hurry up and drink your coffee, then we'll leave!"

Li Jian, of course, ignored her.

I drank coffee all night.

And you know what? This coffee is rich and aromatic, with a lingering aftertaste.

Li Jian also asked Fan Shuwa for tips on brewing coffee.

The roasting of this coffee is very particular, especially during the roasting process.

As raw coffee beans slowly release moisture, they become lighter, darker in color, and expand in volume, releasing aromatic oils gradually.

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"Brothers, I've got another big job for you!"

Li Jian clapped his hands, signaling everyone in the office to stop what they were doing. "Kid, contact the Commercial Crime Investigation Department and ask them to check Lin Kun's wife and daughter's bank accounts."

"A'ao, Feisha, you two contact the customs and keep a close eye on Lin Kun's movements. Report to me immediately if there's any sign of trouble!"

Fei Sha raised his hand and asked, "Brother Jian, who is Lin Kun?"

Not only was Fei Sha confused, but Qiu Gang'ao, Mike, Chen Jiaju and others were also completely baffled.

Although the Major Crimes Unit does everything, they are really not familiar with drug enforcement.

Do you really think the anti-drug squad is just sitting around doing nothing?

Li Jian slapped his forehead. "I almost forgot. Let me introduce you all. Lin Kun, nicknamed 'The Dealer,' supplies half of the flour in Hong Kong Island. This lead was hard-won, so don't mess it up."

Chen Jiaju touched his big nose and said, "Brother Jian, why bother with all this? If you ask me, just arrest Lin Kun, give him a taste of his own medicine, and he'll be sure to tell the truth!"

Fei Sha rolled his eyes at him: "If you don't use your brain when you do things, you'll be a low-level cop your whole life. There must be a reason why Brother Jian made these arrangements, so don't make things worse."

Li Jian patted Fat Sha on the shoulder with satisfaction and said, "Catching Lin Kun is nothing. The difficult part is recovering his drug money over the years. This is all the hard-earned money of the people of Hong Kong. Every banknote is stained with human blood."

Don't forget, everyone, what's our Group B's slogan?

"We are mortal enemies with gambling and drugs!"

"Very good, full of energy, get to work!"

Li Jian clapped his hands, watching his subordinates get busy, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

Mike and Liang Nengren walked over and asked, "Brother Jian, they all have missions, what about ours?"

Li Jian was playing Solitaire at his workstation when he heard this. He looked up and said, "You guys? Oh dear, I forgot about you. Lin Kun's daughter is in junior high school. I heard she's hanging out with a bunch of delinquents. Keep an eye on her and don't let her get away."

"Do middle school girls need to be watched too?" Mike was speechless.

Liang Nengren grabbed Mike and pulled him up: "Stop talking nonsense, listen to Brother Jian's arrangements. By the way, Brother Jian, what do you think of that junior high school girl?"

Li Jian stroked his chin and pondered, "Absolutely stunning, the most beautiful place on Mount Wutai!"

"Then what are we waiting for? Charge!"

Liang Nengren grabbed Mike and ran outside, as if afraid that Li Jian would regret it if they were late.

An hour later.

Liang Nengren's phone rang: "Brother Jian, I thought only people like me would lie, but I never expected that someone as handsome as you would lie!"

"She says she's the most beautiful woman in Wutai Mountain, but she's clearly a tomboy!"

Li Jian said casually, "Just tell me, isn't she beautiful?"

Liang Nengren swallowed his pride and said, "Bright!"

hang up the phone.

Li Jian arrived at the office.

Knock on the door.

"Come in!"

Li Jian pushed open the door and saw the chubby Huang Bingyao sitting in the boss's chair, breathing on a .38 caliber gun in his hand.

Lin Guoxiong left, and Huang Bingyao took his place.

Wong Bing-yiu looked up, adjusted his glasses, and said, "Oh my, isn't this our West Kowloon Police Star? Come on, have a seat!"

Huang Bingyao put away his March 8th sword, got up, and pressed Li Jian down onto the sofa chair.

Huang Bingyao's chubby face always wore a smile, like a Maitreya Buddha.

"I've been wanting to chat with you for a while, but I haven't had the chance. You've come at the perfect time, let's have some tea!"

Unlike Lin Guoxiong, who loves coffee, Huang Bingyao prefers tea.

Looking at the green tea in the teacup, Li Jian took a sip, savoring the lingering fragrance, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up, saying, "Excellent tea!"

Huang Bingyao smiled smugly and said, "You know about tea too? This is top-quality pre-rain Longjing tea, which costs 30,000 Hong Kong dollars per tael. I asked a friend to bring it from Suzhou and Hangzhou."

Li Jian took a sip and put the bottle down, saying, "Inspector Huang, there's something I need to report to you."

then.

Li Jian gave Huang Bingyao a detailed report on Lin Kun's case.

After listening to Li Jian's report, Huang Bingyao paced around the office a few times with his hands behind his back: "Logically speaking, Lin Kun should be under the jurisdiction of the anti-drug team, and the anti-drug team has already taken action."

It's not right for us to interfere halfway through."

Li Jian watched him show off quietly.

really.