Hong Kong variety show, I am a charming cop.

Chapter 35AE86

Big Fool forced a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Boss, just say what you want."

Li Jian pulled his feet back. "Let's find a place to talk. I'm a rising star in the police force."

Big Fool got up from the ground, touching the spot where he had been beaten, and thought to himself: If all the police were like you, there would be no triads in Hong Kong.

Big Fool's office.

Big Fool covered his nose with an ice pack and asked, "Officer, what exactly do you want me to do?"

Li Jian said, "Didn't I tell you before that I want a waterwheel?"

Big Fool asked, "What about the others?"

"What else?"

"Officer, why didn't you say so sooner?"

Li Jian shrugged: "I told you as soon as I arrived, but your service attitude is very problematic. No wonder your business isn't growing."

Big Fool thought about it and realized it was true. "Sir, sorry, it's all my fault for being so ignorant."

"By the way, sir, I still don't know how to address you?"

"Senior Li Jian of the West Kowloon Major Crime Unit."

"So it's Inspector Li."

Suddenly, the gangster next to him pointed to a newspaper and said, "Boss, the guy who killed the notorious gangsters Ye Guohuan and He Yaodong a few days ago seems to be named Li Jian as well."

Da Sha grabbed the newspaper and, sure enough, saw Li Jian's name on it.

Da Sha glanced at the newspaper, then at Li Jian, and swallowed hard. "Officer, is that you in the picture?"

Li Jian nodded: "Absolutely genuine."

Big Fool was filled with regret. He slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "So it was the famous Inspector Li! Why didn't you say so sooner? Look at all this misunderstanding!"

The news from Hong Kong Island has been incredibly hot these past two days.

The killing of two notorious gangsters has effectively wiped out the triads on the streets of Hong Kong Island.

Big Fool never expected that the God of Slaughter would come to his place, and he even had his underlings gang up on him.

Da Sha was terrified after a while.

If the other party had pulled out a gun and fired a burst at me, I would only be able to seek justice in the underworld.

"Don't worry, Officer Li, I will definitely give you the best possible discount."

"Big Fool said."

Li Jian narrowed his eyes: "Discount?"

Upon hearing this, Da Sha quickly changed his tune: "What discounts or not? You're doing me a favor by coming to my place. So, to express my gratitude to Inspector Li for his contributions to protecting the lives and property of Hong Kong Island citizens, I've decided to sponsor you a car!"

Li Jian said, "I couldn't possibly accept that."

"Of course, of course, it's police-community cooperation!"

Big Fool looked pained, but his smile didn't fade.

Da Sha took out a box of cigars, pulled out one, and handed it over, saying, "It's from Cuba, please have a taste."

Li Jian took the cigar, roasted it over the fire, and the rich aroma instantly filled his mouth. "Good stuff, bring me a case later."

"A box?"

"has a problem?"

"No problem!" Big Fool's heart was bleeding.

Although Da Sha looks simple-minded, he is very shrewd.

He made a lot of money over the years from smuggling cars.

Chan Ho-nam and his gang of thugs are fun to watch as they chop people up, but they don't have much money and are destined to be thugs for life.

Da Sha asked very politely, "I wonder what kind of car Mr. Li likes? I have a whole bunch of Mercedes, BMWs, Porsches, and Corollas here. Please feel free to choose!"

Li Jian rolled his eyes at him: "I'm an officer here, making a little over ten thousand a month. How could I afford a BMW or a Mercedes? Do you want me to be summoned to the Independent Commission Against Corruption for questioning?"

Big Fool scratched the back of his head and said awkwardly, "Officer Li, I'm in the smuggling business. Luxury cars make more money!"

"Do you have anything cheaper?"

Big Fool beckoned to his men and asked, "Do you have anything cheaper?"

One of the gangsters said, "There's an AE86, a Golf, and a Santana."

"Take me to see it!"

Li Jian stood up, and Da Sha quickly followed.

Among a group of Mercedes-Benz and BMWs, a black and white AE86 stood out.

Next to the AE86, there was a blue Golf and a white Santana parked.

Li Jian first ruled out the Blue Golf.

This thing is more suitable for women to drive.

As for the white Volkswagen Santana, Li Jian felt that it would suit He Yaodong's temperament better if He drove it.

There's a saying circulating in the martial arts world.

Black Jetta, white Santana, the trunks were full of guns.

Big Fool's underling introduced, "This AE86 is a TRUENO model, with retractable headlights, a rear window wiper, power windows, and an electronic audio control system."

Moreover, this is a modified car; the original body was white, but it was painted black.

However, this car has a front-engine, rear-wheel-drive (FR) layout and low horsepower, only 120 hp.

"It's small, so be it. I'm not going to race with it."

Li Jian had come with official business, and he pointed to the black and white AE86, asking, "How much is this car?"

Big Fool's underling quickly said, "This was brought by water from Japan. It costs 15 to board the boat, but we usually add 10 here."

"25?"

Li Jian already knew that cars were expensive in Hong Kong, but he didn't expect a parallel import car to be so expensive.

Snapped!

Big Fool slapped the thug: "You dare talk about money in front of Inspector Li? Inspector Li, your men are ignorant. I'll give you this car for free!"

Li Jian shook his head: "I'm a cop, not a gangster. Not taking a single needle or thread from the citizens is my principle. How about this, I won't let you lose out, sell it to me at cost price!"

Da Sha nodded repeatedly: "No problem, no problem, just consider it making friends."

Da Sha was surprised that Li Jian would give him money; it was a pleasant surprise.

Li Jian specifically named that gangster, saying, "Come to the West Kowloon Police Station tomorrow to collect your money."

"I?"

The gangster who was named looked miserable.

. . . . . .

Driving his AE86, Li Jian returned to Mong Kok.

As expected of someone who deals in smuggled cars, Da Sha got his car photographed that very day, and all the procedures were legal and compliant.

back home.

The sofa was piled high with bags and packages.

Zhao Zhao sat on the sofa watching TV.

Li Jian asked, "Where is A-Zu?"

Zhao Zhao pointed to the bathroom with her chin.

really.

My little apartment is a bit small, and the disadvantage of having only one bathroom is immediately apparent.

Li Jian stood at the bathroom door, banging on it: "A-Zu, hurry up, I can't hold it in anymore!"

Ah Zu's voice came from inside the bathroom: "If you can't hold it in, just poop in your pants, I'll wash you."

Zhao Zhao quickly stood up, looking wary: "You're not really going to poop in your pants, are you?"

Li Jian rolled his eyes at her: "If I poop in my pants, I'll smear it on your face. Quick, find me a basin."

Zhao Zhao, who is currently learning English, exclaimed upon hearing this, "I have a pen, I have an apple, oh, an apple pen!"

Li Jian smacked her on the head in annoyance: "What nonsense are you talking about? Bring the rice cooker from the kitchen!"

. . . . . .

It's getting dark.

Li Jian went out looking refreshed.

The AE86's two headlights flipped up as it headed north.