From the time travel, I became extraordinary

Chapter 120 Wan Zhiming

Noon, generally speaking, refers to the time between 11:00 and 13:00 in the morning.

In the text on the pager, the word "noon" refers to the time, which should mean around noon.

It was just past eleven thirty when Jiang Yao found the Dingyuan Building and walked onto the rooftop.

It was an old building with a lot of debris piled up on the roof, and the view was not clear at first glance.

Although he seemed to be walking casually on the rooftop, Jiang Yao was already on high alert, wary of any possible accidents.

He was brought here by the text message on his pager, but he actually didn't know whether this was a blessing or a curse for him.

Now, if he were to fully exert his abilities, although he would be far superior to ordinary people, he is still a mortal body. If he is not careful, a bullet shot into his body may directly take his life.

It is precisely because of this understanding that he is unwilling to cause trouble and tries to keep a low profile as much as possible.

After all, with the several secret techniques he possesses, if he is in the dark, he is like a poisonous snake, and whoever he bites will die.

But if his abilities were exposed, he would be easily targeted and would definitely be the one to die.

He doesn't have the physical strength to withstand a nuclear bomb. If he is targeted by some powerful forces, he won't be able to deal with it with his current abilities.

"Jiang Yaozu!" Jiang Yao had only searched halfway in the rooftop area when a light shout reached his ears.

He stopped and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

Behind the water tank twenty or thirty meters away, a figure turned out and appeared in his sight.

He was a middle-aged man in his forties with a weathered look. He was wearing a suit and tie, obviously a professional outfit.

When Jiang Yao looked at him, his deep gaze also fell on Jiang Yao.

"You are not Jiang Yaozu, who are you?" When the man saw Jiang Yao's face clearly, his expression changed, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife. He walked a few meters away from Jiang Yao and stopped, questioning.

"I am Jiang Yaozu, who are you?" Jiang Yao looked at him fearlessly and asked back.

"West Kowloon Police Station, Senior Inspector of the Narcotics Division, Wan Zhiming."

Pulling out an ID, the man flashed it in front of Jiang Yao, then stared at Jiang Yao intently: "Jiang Yaozu is my man. I personally brought him out of the Wong Chuk Hang Police Academy a few years ago. Do you think I would make a mistake?"

Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment. After listening to what this man said, he opened his mouth, but for a moment, he didn't know how to explain.

The information obtained from Fang Jieting never recorded that Jiang Yaozu had received training at the Wong Chuk Hang Police Academy.

If nothing unexpected happened, this experience of his should have been deliberately erased.

In an instant, the word "undercover" appeared in Jiang Yao's mind.

Perhaps, it was because Jiang Yaozu was an undercover police agent that he suddenly disappeared without a trace two years ago.

How could Jiang Yao know all these inside stories?
The main reason why he finally chose such a person from the thick stack of information given by Fang Jieting was that there was only one word difference between Jiang Yao and Jiang Yaozu.

If he had known earlier that this man's identity was questionable and that he was most likely a police undercover, he would rather choose a guy with a pointed chin and monkey face to replace him, and would never impersonate Jiang Yaozu to apply for a new ID card.

"Five years ago, Jiang Yaozu was chosen by me to be an undercover agent, lurking beside drug dealer Ding Dachang."

"Two years ago, he suddenly disappeared. At that time, I actually had a bad feeling."

"But if he's alive, we have to see him. If he's dead, we have to see his body. As long as we don't see his body, there's still a chance that he's still alive."

"Until the day before yesterday, when I received the news that Jiang Yaozu had obtained a replacement ID card, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night."

"After I found your pager number, I sent you a message immediately and asked you to meet here."

"I came here with high hopes, but what I finally saw was a fake. Tell me, how should I treat you?"

……

With a cold look in his eyes, Wan Zhiming stared at Jiang Yao. Judging from his posture, it seemed that he would turn hostile towards Jiang Yao and bring him to justice in the next moment.

His expression kept changing, and in that instant, Jiang Yao's mind was spinning countless circles.

He even thought about whether he should kill Wan Zhiming to silence him and let him commit suicide by jumping off the building.

But after thinking about it carefully, he put this idea aside for the time being.

After all, if Jiang Yaozu was really an undercover agent, the police must have a file on him. He also had no idea whether the file was in Wan Zhiming's hands or somewhere else.

After killing Wan Zhiming, if someone else took over the files on Jiang Yaozu and found him again, what would he do? Would he have to kill him again?
Hong Kong is a society ruled by law. A man was caught for robbing a cash-in car, but was eventually acquitted due to insufficient evidence. He was able to claim millions of dollars from the police. With Jiang Yao's methods, he was confident that he would leave little evidence when killing people, but when would this killing end?
If there were other options, Jiang Yao felt that it would be better not to kill people indiscriminately until the last moment!
"I'll give you two choices. Either I arrest you now, find out your true identity, and then send you to wherever I want."

"Or, you can continue to be Jiang Yaozu and complete the tasks he has not completed before."

"I can guarantee that as long as we find out the location of Ding Dachang's kitchen and catch him red-handed, you will be the real Jiang Yaozu from now on."

"At that time, even if you want to return to the team and resume your status as a police officer, it will only be a matter of filing a report!"

……

Jiang Yao's silence, in Wan Zhiming's eyes, was a true reflection of being frightened by his words. Still looking directly at Jiang Yao, his expression softened slightly, and he continued to speak.

"Sir Wan, how do you solve the problem with the files?"

"Also, undercover agents belong to the police force, unlike informants, so they should be paid, right?"

"It is impossible to expect a horse to run without eating grass."

"Let me help you catch Ding Dachang, okay, but I have to have all the benefits that an undercover agent should have, what do you think?" Jiang Yao frowned and pondered for a moment, he looked at Wan Zhiming and spoke.

Leaders love to paint a rosy picture for people.

In his previous life, whether he was driving screws in a factory or delivering takeout in a yellow jacket, he was at the bottom of society and had long been tired of the promises made by his leaders.

In this life, he doesn't want to rely on the pie in the sky that others have painted for him.

Jiang Yao didn't believe Wan Zhiming's words about restoring his status as a police officer at all.

Three years and three years have passed. There are people who have been undercover agents and have successfully cleaned themselves up and come out white. I can’t say there are none, but they are definitely not many.

Having caught Jiang Yao's handle, Wan Zhiming would only treat him like a slave and help him to transform the epaulettes on his shoulders.

Taking the initiative to file a report to restore Jiang Yao's police status? Without a doubt, this must be a pie he painted for Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao would agree to cooperate with him only because he wanted to reap some ready-made benefits and resolve the file issues with the police force.

As for the future, Wan Zhiming might suddenly pass away in an accident at any time.

Considering these things, it seemed that there was no significant meaning for Jiang Yao at all.

"Just from the looks of it, you and Jiang Yaozu do look a bit similar."

"I have your undercover file in my hands all along. It only needs a minor revision. I will naturally help you with this minor problem."

"I'll help you get a card later, and I'll deposit your monthly salary into it."

"I will try my best to satisfy you in everything I can do, but the prerequisite is that you have to be meticulous and help me complete the tasks I assign."

Without giving it much thought, Wan Zhiming agreed immediately.

After all, the conditions proposed by Jiang Yao were legitimate demands and there was nothing excessive about them.

After reaching a consensus, the communication between the two became much more harmonious.

After talking in low voices for more than ten minutes, Wan Zhiming left in a hurry.

As for Jiang Yao, he smoked a cigarette and looked at the scenery on the rooftop for a while before getting up and leaving.

Around five o'clock in the afternoon, he went to a nearby shopping mall. Based on the message he received on his pager, he opened a locker and took a file bag home.

[Ding Dachang: His public identity is the boss of Changsheng Trading Company. He has a certain social status, but he is cunning and scheming, and extremely suspicious. He holds about 30% of the Hong Kong laundry detergent trade...

Hei Guisen: Born into a black boxing background, he has a brutal and violent personality and is a professional thug.

Huafo: He is cunning and crafty, and is mainly responsible for the bulk goods on the market.

Shaoye Le: Ding Dachang’s nephew, responsible for transporting goods.

...]

In addition to the salary card promised by Wan Zhiming, the file bag mainly contained relevant information of Ding Dachang and his gang.

This is what the so-called rule of law is like. In many cases, you know that the other party did it, but you can't produce any evidence. You can only watch and can't do anything to the other party.

After returning to his room in Jinxia Building, Jiang Yao put away the card and started looking through the information in the file bag.

The welfare benefits for police officers in Hong Kong are actually very good. After all, they are paid high salaries to maintain integrity.

Although this card cannot make him rich, it will definitely be enough for him to maintain a normal life.

If someone goes undercover, they have to lurk near the target, which is really too dangerous.

For Jiang Yao, there was no need for him to do so.

After remembering the contents of the document and having a general understanding of Ding Dachang and several of his key subordinates, he took a few glances at them from a distance, leaving a little mental imprint on them, and was able to roughly determine their whereabouts.

If he wanted to be more ruthless, he could simply confuse Ding Dachang and make him take him to the kitchen scene.

Wan Zhiming wanted to catch Ding Dachang in the act and catch him red-handed. This was something he had been planning for many years but had never been able to do. However, for Jiang Yao, this seemed to be nothing.

It's just that he didn't want to do so, nor did he want the case to be resolved so quickly.

After all, he had just started working with Wan Zhiming, and the information about Ding Dachang and others was not even warm in his hands. If he completed the undercover mission right away, it would be too conspicuous and suspicious.

In Jiang Yao's opinion, it shouldn't be a big problem if the problem is delayed for a year or two before being resolved.

(End of this chapter)