Zhuang Shikai left the office and went to dinner with Kaohsiung.

At dinner, Kaohsiung silently took out a document, and did not mention the police academy undercover.

Zhuang Shikai chuckled lightly, took out a thick envelope, and pushed it **** the table towards Kaohsiung.

"Inspector Zhuang, we are our own people, okay?" Kaohsiung took out a sip of Chaoshan dialect, pretending to be humble.

Zhuang Shikai responded in Chaoshan dialect: "Brother Xiong, my own person, I want what I want."

Kaohsiung smiled implicitly: "Thank you for those, brother."

Although the two of them are their own, they occasionally help each other a little, don't need to worry about it. However, taking away eight undercover agents at once would still benefit Kaohsiung a little bit.

Otherwise, why should the police academy give you eight people at once? Putting one is enough for cooperation! Brother Luo couldn't say anything.

"This is the labor fee, and it's also the hush fee."

Kaohsiung felt the thick envelope and knew it well, but finally he had some private money.

In the past few years, he has been under the control of his yellow-faced wife so that he can't even afford Marlboro.

It's really worthy of joy.

"Hehehe, senior teacher, drinking and drinking." Zhuang Shikai saw Kaohsiung accept the money with a satisfied expression, and continued to pick up the plastic cup and squatted in the food stall to drink and eat barbecue.

The two did not eat too late, and at around six or seven, they retreated and went home to rest.

After returning to the rental house, Zhuang Shikai sealed the files of the eight undercover agents with the "Crouching Tiger Project" and put them in the bookcase in the bedroom.

As long as he is there, the identity of the eight undercover police officers is stable.

If the eight undercover agents dared to make a change, he would announce their undercover identities and send someone to kill them.

Whether you become a Buddha in **** or become a hungry ghost depends on how they go.

As a person born in the information age, he distrusts information technology even more and believes that there is no truly secure network in the world. No matter now or in the future, he intends to seal the undercover information in paper form.

After sealing the information, Zhuang Shikai began to write an undercover plan at home. He planned to focus on training the first phase of undercover, and develop an undercover plan for eight people.

…….

The eight undercover officers are students of different periods and classes in the police academy.

They are usually not familiar with each other, but now they are undercover in the same period.

That night, a group of instructors rushed into the student dormitory, and in each of the eight dormitories, they dragged away the eight hapless ones lying on the bed: "You! You! You! Get up! Go to the confinement room!"

The eight students were full of excitement. While lying in the dormitory on the bed, they were suddenly caught off guard by the instructor, and they were all locked up in the school confinement room.

The eight students were locked in the eight confinement rooms, their faces stunned, and they looked at the ceiling with a dull expression.

"Is this the beginning of being an undercover agent?" Lei Yaoyang crouched in the corner, sighing.

Liang Xiaotang lay on the board with Erlang's legs tilted and his head resting on his hands: "What's this? This hasn't started yet!"

"Are you afraid? Don't help Master Zhuang if you're afraid, go home and nurse your child!"

Lei Yaoyang glared at Liang Xiaotang, but Liang Xiaotang whistled and ignored him.

Wu Zhixiong's room was just opposite Wu Zhiwei, and the two brothers sighed at each other across the iron fence.

"Oh, boss, we will be divided into two clubs when we go out?"

"Well, it should be."

"Then what should we do, will we meet during the shopping?"

"What are you afraid of! Brother! If we meet when we are shopping, you can stab me to death!"

As the eldest brother, Wu Zhixiong is very courageous, and he shows his eldest brother in one sentence.

"Hey ah ah." Ma Jun punched the wall without a word, Guan Li went to bed early in bed, and Cao Dahua's wooden bed was tickling.

As the second place in the police academy's shooting skills, he always practiced marksmanship in the middle of the night, striving to surpass the first place in marksmanship.

At this moment, Zhang Lang lived opposite him, as if seeing something, he shouted: "Fat boy! Why are you hitting a pistol!"

"Damn! You are teaching me to do things!" Cao Dahua snorted, bent down and sat up, flushed, and cursed righteously.

For a while, the confinement room was filled with the stench of salty fish.

Everyone stopped communicating, Cao Dahua threw his hand and wiped on the railing...

If you don’t have paper, you’ll be done, and you’ll be done.

That night, the incident of eight students provoking the chief in the teaching building quietly spread among the police academy.

At first, the students thought that eight of them had excellent performance in the assessment and were favored by the chief.

But fancy is fancy. Unexpectedly, eight people did not know what was good or bad, and dared to provoke the senior inspectors who came to visit the assessment. I heard that Inspector Zhuang was thrown to the ground with three punches and two kicks, and Inspector Zhuang also ordered them to get out of the police academy.

On Friday morning, Hundreds of trainees from Wong Chuk Hang Police Academy were standing in a square array neatly on the playground.

Eight men in police school training uniforms and backpacks walked along the road to the police school gate.

They had just walked out of confinement, their faces were full of scum, and their bodies were dirty, and they were much older in a few days.

Kaohsiung stood in front of the phalanx with his hands on his back, pointing to the eight people and shouting loudly: "When you enter the police academy, you must abide by the police academy's rules! People who don't follow the rules are like him, him, him! They are the same!"

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"Who wants to trade with them!"

"Papa!" The serious and neat phalanx stood at attention and saluted, and the hundreds of students raised their arms and shouted: "No! Sir!"

Kaka Kaka, the picture became black and white, eight human figures, eight gestures, and eight resolute faces walked out of the police academy's gate one after another, and finally looked back, deeply remembering the appearance of the police academy.

That's a place they never go back again, a place that they miss the moment they step out of the police academy.

Afterwards, the eight trainees wore backpacks and boarded the same van and drove to Tin Hau Temple in Causeway Bay.

Instructor Huang held the document in his arm and stood by the playground. After watching the three people leave, he blew the police siren and shouted, "Start training!"

"Yes! Sir!" The police academy resumed its former appearance. Uncle Jian brought a car to the entrance of the Tin Hau Temple and led the three of them to the temple.

Tin Hau Temple in Causeway Bay is the largest Tin Hau Temple in Hong Kong and a holy place in the hearts of believers on Hong Kong Island.

Zhuang Shikai does not believe in God, but he hopes that his men will have faith.

Choosing to start from this place is to give them a little spiritual support and comfort!

Uncle Jian didn’t know what the few people were doing. He thought it was just the ordinary academic policemen who were summoned by the boss and brought them to the front of the temple. He stopped at more than a hundred steps and stopped going forward, not listening to the police. thing.

The eight people stepped up the steps step by step. After dozens of steps, they saw a man in a suit holding a high incense and bowing in front of the main hall of the Tin Hau Temple.

"Please mothers and empresses, bless the eight descendants to be safe, sweep the tumors of the community in Hong Kong, and come back with a future."

"They are good, I am good, and you are good!"

"Papa!" The sound of eight backpacks dropped on the ground sounded. Zhuang Shikai inserted Gao Xiang into the incense burner on the desk in front of him, turned and looked at the eight people and preached: "Come on?"