Movie/TV series: Solving a robbery at the start, gaining proficiency with firearms.

Chapter 88 Sexual Intercourse

Zhang Fuxi spent a long time at the police station, but he never managed to come up with a suitable solution.

It's getting late.

He decided to wait and see how things went before making a decision.

Zhang Fuxi opened the drawer, took out a .38 rifle, and opened the magazine to look at the bullets inside.

Inserting a .38 rifle into my waistband greatly increases my sense of security.

He then picked up his coat and car keys and prepared to go back.

Zhang Fuxi came out just in time.

Wu Fusheng and Song Zijie also finished work and went home. "What a coincidence, Inspector Zhang is also finishing work."

"Um."

Zhang Fuxi gave a forced smile and avoided Wu Fusheng at all costs.

He said a few symbolic words and quickly left to retrieve his car from the parking lot outside the police station.

in the parking lot.

Ah-Ji crouched in the corner of the wall, well hidden by the car and the shadows.

His eyes were fixed on Zhang Fuxi, who was walking towards the car.

He silently drew a short knife from his right hand.

Zhang Fuxi had just opened the car door.

suddenly.

He saw in the reflection of the glass that Ah-Ji had appeared behind him at some point.

Zhang Fuxi naturally knew Aji.

Wang Bao's top assassin, dressed in white with blond hair, is known for his silence.

Ah Ji held a short knife.

He raised his short sword high.

The sharp blade reflected a cold light under the lamplight as it swiftly cleaved down toward Zhang Fuxi's neck.

"Grass!"

Zhang Fuxi cursed and subconsciously turned to the side.

"Pfft!"

"what!"

The short sword slashed directly into Zhang Fuxi's shoulder, with a significant portion of the blade embedded in the flesh.

Zhang Fuxi screamed in pain and grabbed the short knife on his shoulder.

He reached for his .38 pistol with his left hand, and just as he pulled it out, Ah Ji punched him hard in the arm.

Zhang Fuxi lost his grip due to the pain, and the Type 38 rifle fell to the ground and rolled under the car.

"How can you be a policeman if you can't even hold a gun properly?!" Ah-Jie rarely spoke up.

"Has Wang Bao gone mad? He even killed me!"

Cold sweat beaded on Zhang Fuxi's forehead as he gripped the blade and spoke rapidly, "I'm a police superintendent, kill me."

Aji stared blankly at Zhang Fuxi, who was speaking.

He did not hesitate at all because of Zhang Fuxi's words.

The left hand becomes a palm.

He aimed at the back of the short knife and slammed it down forcefully.

"Pfft!"

The short knife was slashed down by this palm strike, cutting a few more inches.

"what!"

Zhang Fuxi screamed again as he smashed his head against Aji's head.

Ah Ji reacted very quickly.

He blocked Zhang Fuxi's head with his left hand and pushed him away forcefully.

He then delivered a flying kick, sending Zhang Fuxi flying.

Zhang Fuxi slid and rolled on the ground.

Under the shadow of death, his adrenaline surged.

Forgetting the pain for a moment, he scrambled to his feet and fled quickly toward the exit.

He fled.

He chased after him!

Parking lot exit.

Wu Fusheng and Song Zijie walked over, ready to get their car.

The two walked leisurely and slowly, chatting and laughing.

in fact.

He had already heard Zhang Fuxi's screams.

Wu Fusheng had very sharp ears and knew the specifics of the situation.

It's not that we can't watch the dog-eat-dog drama unfold before making any decisions.

"Officer Wu, save me!"

When Zhang Fuxi saw Wu Fusheng, he immediately grasped at this straw.

He walked quickly. "I'm the mole. I've been secretly helping them since I took money from Wang Bao."

"Wang Bao wants to kill me to silence me. If you save me, I can cooperate and I'll tell you anything."

Zhang Fuxi didn't care about anything else and told everything, "I also know where Wang Bao's goods come from."

"Save me, I can tell you everything, the case, the credit—it's all yours!"

He threw out all the chips that were in his favor, fearing that Wu Fusheng and the others would abandon him in his time of need.

"Very proactive and cooperative, Mr. Zhang."

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Wu Fusheng glanced at Zhang Fuxi and nodded in satisfaction, "Ah Jie, then you should keep an eye on Zhang Sir."

,Front.

Aji stopped and paced back and forth, looking Wu Fusheng up and down.

Upon seeing the two, he was not alarmed; instead, a smile appeared on his lips.

did not expect.

All the targets we need to eliminate tonight have appeared together.

That's fine too.

This will save him a lot of trouble, as he won't have to go looking for each person individually.

Ah Ji's gaze first swept over the .38 pistol clipped to Wu Fusheng's waist.

Then.

He glanced at the car next to him, calculating in his mind.

soon.

Aji then started walking towards Wu Fusheng again, gradually quickening his pace as he ran.

Song Zijie was about to draw his gun.

In sight.

Ah Ji had already thrown the short knife in his hand, aiming it at Wu Fusheng's chest with lightning speed.

"Brother Sheng!"

Song Zijie immediately cried out in alarm and stepped in front of Wu Fusheng to block the knife.

"Damn it!"

Wu Fusheng had already drawn his .38 rifle. Seeing Song Zijie in front of him, he muttered something and kicked him away.

He raised his .38 rifle, squinted, and fired two shots.

"Bang! Bang!"

The bullet accurately hit the blade of the incoming dagger, forcibly breaking it apart and altering its original trajectory.

in front of you.

Ah Ji had already closed in, grabbed the short knife that hadn't yet hit the ground, and slashed it down at Wu Fusheng's chest.

Wu Fusheng touched the ground with his right foot, causing his body to turn sideways and dodge, while simultaneously pulling the trigger. The bullet struck Aji's right leg.

Ah Ji let out a muffled groan, his body slumping slightly.

With his left hand, he grabbed the muzzle of Wu Fusheng's pistol and raised it, while with his right hand, he gripped the handle of the knife, preparing to change from a slash to a sweep.

Wu Fusheng loosened his grip, abandoning the .38 rifle, and then pressed down on Aji's hand holding the knife with his right hand.

He tightened his arms and twisted Ah Ji's arms forcefully.

At the same time, he thrust his right leg out and aimed at Aji's left leg, pushing it hard.

"Click!"

Ah-Ji's right hand went limp and he lost his balance, falling to the ground.

Wu Fusheng moved swiftly, took out handcuffs, cuffed Aji's hands behind his back, and kicked him away.

The entire movement was performed in one smooth, fluid motion.

He looked down at Aji, stepping on his back, and said, "Excuse me, friend."

I actually know a little bit about both marksmanship and knife skills, but you're still a bit lacking.

Ah Ji was pinned to the ground by Wu Fusheng and couldn't lift his head at all.

beside.

Song Zijie winced in pain, clutching his back, and slowly got up from the ground. "No way, Brother Sheng, you're so ruthless to your own people."

He was badly kicked by Wu Fusheng and twisted his back.

"Yes, it's my fault, it's my fault."

Wu Fusheng was both amused and exasperated, and shrugged innocently, "I didn't expect you to come up."

At the critical moment, Song Zijie instinctively stepped forward to shield himself from the knife.

This was something Wu Fusheng had never expected.

Song Zijie said earnestly, "If I can't even protect my superiors, I, Song Zijie, will never be able to face anyone again."

In his heart.

Ever since Song Zihao's deal was closed, Song Zijie had secretly regarded Wu Fusheng as his second elder brother.

The Commercial Investigation Department and the Complaints Department intervened.

If it weren't for Wu Fusheng.

The outcome may not be as simple as just not getting a promotion.

Instead, he might fail the probationary inspector interview, wait a few years, and then be demoted to the rank of sergeant.

"Great!"

Wu Fusheng patted Song Zijie on the shoulder in response.

"that.."

Zhang Fuxi's voice was weak, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his face was ashen white. "I think... I can still be saved!"

His survival instinct was strong; he looked at the two of them pleadingly, "Can we stop talking for now and save me first?"

Zhang Fuxi's situation only looked tragic; in reality, it was alright.

The wound on his shoulder was deep and bled a lot, staining his white shirt red.

His lips had turned white from blood loss, but he had not actually been seriously injured.

"Ah~~"

Wu Fusheng then remembered something, slapped his forehead, and said, "Ah Jie, let's save our Zhang Sir first."

The online information that Zhang Fuxi provided just now in order to survive was a completely unexpected bonus.

He needs to be saved.

Wu Fusheng was an upright and honest person, and not someone who would stand by and watch someone die.

Even if Zhang Fuxi is to die, it should be after he reveals the information.

At this time.

Police officers have arrived at the scene and taken Ah-Ji away to handle the situation.

Wu Fusheng returned to the police station and gathered everyone together.

Chen Guozhong, Lu Guanhua, and the other employees of the West District No. 0 branch all focused their attention on him.

Everyone knew what had happened; their expressions were excited, and some were barely able to contain themselves.

The case is progressing much more smoothly than they had imagined.

They never imagined that they would be able to arrest Wang Bao so quickly with conclusive evidence.

Under Inspector Wu's leadership, they have actually succeeded.

Wu Fusheng cleared his throat and said, "Operation Jingzhe has basically reached its final stage. Thank you all for your cooperation."

He stopped, his gaze slowly sweeping over himself and Chen Guozhong's men.

"Now, comrades, raise your chests and grip your pistols firmly."

"Let's follow Inspector Chen and bring Wang Bao back, to personally rebuild the reputation that Division 0 has lost!!"

His voice was steady and powerful, "I, Wu Fusheng, will also be with my men."

We will stand behind you, be your support, firmly stand by you, and witness your progress!

"Yes, Sir!"

on site.

A loud voice rang out, a voice that shook the heavens.

Wu Fusheng looked at Chen Guozhong, took two steps to the side to make room, and gestured for someone to stand beside him. "Inspector Chen, you'll give the orders for this operation!"

Chen Guozhong took a deep breath and strode forward.

He first raised his hand and pressed down on Wu Fusheng's shoulder, then scratched it.

Instead...

He looked at the clerk at the West End branch and said, "Before we take action, there's one thing I need to do."

That's all.

Chen Guozhong straightened his shirt and suit with a serious expression.

Confirmed.

He turned to Wu Fusheng and his companion beside him.

"From now on, if there's anything you need from the Western District Police Station's Zero Division officer Wu Sir, just let me know!"

After Chen Guozhong finished speaking.

"Snapped!"

He stamped his feet, straightened his back, faced Wu Fusheng, and raised his hand in salute.

Immediately following.

The group of guys from the West District 0 office behind him moved in unison.

"Snapped!"

They all saluted Wu Fusheng in unison, saying, "Please give your orders, Officer Wu!"

Wu Fusheng looked at everyone, nodded, and raised his hand to salute them.

Chen Guozhong lowered his hand, faced the group of employees from the No. 0 branch, and gave the order in a loud voice: "Move out!"

This command carried with it too much of his pent-up resentment and anger.

"Yes, Sir!"

The crowd responded in unison again, then filed out, boarded their cars, and headed straight for Wang Bao's villa.

Chen Guozhong's group was in front, and Wu Fusheng's group was behind.

In the car.

Chen Guozhong looked at He Wenzhan, whom he had specially called into the car.

"Ah Zhan."

Looking in the rearview mirror, he exclaimed earnestly, "Following Inspector Wu was definitely the best decision you ever made."

At this point.

The case has developed to this point.

Chen Guozhong then reviewed and analyzed the entire process of handling Wu Fusheng's case from a macro perspective.

He discovered.

Wu Fusheng did an excellent job at every stage.

The first scene directly targeted Wang Bao, a test of waters that killed three birds with one stone, ultimately identifying the mole.

Then.

Wu Fusheng followed up with the second step, meeting with Chuiji and the other two families.

By using these three companies, they successfully put pressure on Wang Bao again.

This further fueled Wang Bao's anger, bringing him to the breaking point where he lost his temper.

thus.

This successfully caused Wang Bao and Zhang Fuxi to become rivals and suspicious of each other.

Once the two of them lose their composure, trouble begins to ensue; there's no need for them to investigate proactively.

The flaws themselves are revealed, and the evidence is delivered to our door.

It can be said.

Wu Fusheng perfectly circumvented Wang Bao's cunning, cautious nature and difficulty in collecting evidence.

The entire investigation process was perfectly controlled by Wu Fusheng at his own pace.

First, suppress Wang Bao's arrogance, then create pressure to further catalyze his downfall, and he will collapse on his own.

Wu Fusheng's analysis of the situation, his control of the circumstances, and his extreme control over the psychology of each character.

and.

While handling the Wang Bao case, they had also already finalized the final arrangements for the Zhongyi Society's territory.

such.

He also prevented the chaotic situation that would have arisen after the downfall of the Chung Yee Society, where the three factions—Sin Kee, Wo Luen Shing, and Wo Hop To—fought for territory and fought amongst themselves.

After thoroughly reviewing the entire case, Chen Guozhong felt genuine admiration for Wu Fusheng.

I am convinced.

"Ah Zhan."

Chen Guozhong met He Wenzhan's gaze and said, "It's your good fortune to have a boss like Wu Sir."

He exclaimed, "From now on, even if you don't want to get promoted, you won't be able to!"

He Wenzhan smiled and extended his hand, gesturing to Chen Guozhong.

Chen Guozhong reached out and grabbed his hand tightly.