In the locker room.

"Eh."

Wuying arranged his neat suit, buttoned his shirt, looked at himself in the mirror, and bared his teeth and clicked his tongue:

"I never thought that one day I would be able to put on a suit and stand in the police building."

"They invited me here..."

"hehe."

Luo Tianhong curled his lips and smiled, and also glanced at himself in the mirror, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

He and Aji put on suits, which made them look a little less mature and a little more cold. They looked a bit like thugs in suits.

soon.

A group of four people put on crisp suits, and the whole style immediately became stylish.

"Boss."

Wuying walked to Ji Bu with a smile and raised his hand to help him pull up the hem of his suit:

"I've found that men still have to wear suits to look good, especially official suits. They look more majestic when killing people."

He took out cigarettes and passed them around, and the four of them puffed away in the smoking area of ​​the lounge.

door.

Senior Superintendent Wu Xianming walked in under the leadership of the inspector and stepped into the smoking area.

"Sir Wu."

Ji Bu stood up and said hello to Wu Xianming. He looked at Wu Xianming who was sitting next to him, took out a panda cigarette and handed it to him.

"oh?"

Senior Superintendent Wu Xianming did not refuse. He took the cigarette and looked at the cigarette label on the butt:

"Giant panda? This kind of tobacco is not common. The flavor of flue-cured tobacco is quite mellow."

"I heard that Boss Deng from Mainland China likes to smoke this cigarette very much."

"oh?"

Ji Bu raised his eyebrows and bared his teeth in a smile: "It seems that Sir Wu is still very concerned about the mainland."

"Of course."

Wu Xianming nodded unequivocally: "For the children outside to go home, they have to rely on Boss Deng."

"We should all thank him."

He waved his hand, chatting briefly, then put the cigarette in his mouth, and a fly on the side came up to help him light the fire.

"Thanks."

Wu Xianming stretched out his hand to block the fire, put the cigarette butt up, lit the cigarette and took a puff, then tapped Wu Fei's igniting hand with his finger:

"Young man, you are in good spirits."

He squinted his eyes and took a puff of the cigarette, exhaled a puff of mellow smoke, and commented:

"Well, this tastes really good, quite strong and strong enough."

then.

He looked at Aji and Luo Tianhong who were sitting next to him: "Not bad, you guys are very energetic."

"Hahaha"

Wuying laughed: "Thank you for the compliment, sir."

Aji and Luo Tianhong nodded in response, as calm as ever.

They were all very discerning, so they pinched off the cigarettes in their hands and exited the smoking area, going to the side, leaving space for the two of them to talk privately.

"Sir Wu."

Ji Bu glanced at Wu Xianming, who was sitting next to him. He was nearly forty years old and in good spirits, with bright eyes:

"It seems you have something to tell me alone."

"Um"

Wu Xianming nodded noncommittally and looked Ji Bu up and down:

"This is not the first time we have met. We are old acquaintances, so I will call you Abu."

"Let's talk in a private setting now, and I'll tell you a few words from my personal perspective."

He put the cigarette in his hand on the ashtray and flicked the ashes with his fingers:

"Actually, I'm a little curious as to why you want to quit the police force. Logically speaking, you solved the Lin Kun case. This major case can bring you a lot of credit."

"Coupled with your abilities, I think you will have a promising future if you continue to develop in the police force."

"Furthermore, the relationship between you and Miss Yang can definitely be looked forward to in the future. It might be better for your future if you stay in the police force, right?"

"hehe."

Ji Bu bared his teeth and smiled when he heard this, and said jokingly: "Sir Wu, are you trying to persuade me to stay?"

"hold head high."

Wu Xianming nodded in agreement and looked at Ji Bu seriously:

"I do think so. I think you can continue to stay in the police force and continue to develop. I think your future is still worth looking forward to."

"Hahaha"

Ji Bu raised his head and laughed, waving the palm holding the cigarette:

"Sir Wu still thinks too highly of me. I can't do it. The most important thing is that I have no interest in the police."

"oh?"

Wu Xianming raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and heard the meaning behind Ji Bu's words:

"Not interested? You shouldn't. If you weren't interested, you shouldn't have joined the police force in the first place."

"That was before, but it's gone now because I'm an undercover agent."

Ji Bu licked his lips, leaned forward, looked at Wu Xianming, and spoke sharply:

"I think you, like those leaders, like to give people false impressions and work undercover. What will happen after the undercover is over?"

"Forehead"

Faced with Ji Bu's rhetorical question, Wu Xianming pondered and did not answer.

"Undercover, undercover, after the undercover is over, there will be no follow-up, right?!"

Ji Bu helped him answer: "You are highly educated. From being an inspector to being an inspector, the whole process should be very easy. But being an undercover agent is different."

"Looking at the Hong Kong Island Police Force, there have been countless undercover agents over the years, right?"

"The identities of undercover agents were exposed during missions, and many people died. There are also many undercover people who successfully completed their missions, but what about the follow-up?"

"There's no follow-up, right?"

Ji Bu looked at Wu Xianming and said nothing, and continued on by himself:

"The undercover officers have returned and returned to the police force, but what kind of treatment are these undercover officers receiving?"

"Not being recognized by your colleagues, being biased against them, distrusting them, alienating them, marginalizing them, right?!"

"Um"

Wu Xianming paused for a while, then nodded: "Yes, the problems you mentioned do exist."

"But for you, these shouldn't be problems, I think."

"Wrong."

Ji Bu interrupted him and shook his head: "Sir Wu, do you think I am outstanding? Miao Zhihua is the chief inspector, and Superintendent Mo seems to think highly of me too."

"However, you must always understand that just because someone thinks highly of you does not mean that your life will be easy. The ideas of these people who are sinking to the bottom will not change."

Ji Bu smiled and shook his head: "Maybe my words will be a bit sharp, but I will still say them."

"The police force headed by Gui Lao itself is an unfair existence. This organization itself is unreasonable and has many problems."

Ji Bu's words were sharp and very pointed, pointing directly to the source of the problem.

"The ghost police officers have a higher status than the Chinese police officers of the same level right from the start. It is also very easy for them to be promoted, but the same cannot be said for the Chinese police officers."

"So, the Chinese policeman who is despised by the ghosts and is at the lowest level has an unfair career. If he comes out as an undercover agent, who will respect him? He will not be trusted."

"Look, how many undercover agents come back every year? How many people are killed on the streets in retaliation from the society? How many people commit suicide because of psychological problems?"

"No one will care if the undercover agent dies. Gui Lao will give them some compensation and let it go. The police force headed by Gui Lao does not give them any protection at all, and does not pay attention to them at all."

"The discriminatory rules of the ghost guys are inherently unfair. So, in this case, why should I continue to work with these ghost guys?"
To be continued...