Chapter 52: Want a gun?
The butler was very polite, speaking in a very vivid translation voice, "Do you want to go to the reception room and wait for the young master to wake up?"
As Guan Yingjun stepped into the entrance hall, he saw shopping bags and unpacked boxes all over the floor.
The butler smiled and casually stretched out his wrist, revealing a gold watch. "Excuse me, these are the gifts that the young master brought us yesterday. We were so happy to open them that we didn't have time to put them away."
Square gold dial, black alligator leather strap, hands inlaid with emeralds.
Low-key from a distance, luxurious from a close distance.
A watch is worth four months' salary of a senior inspector in Hong Kong. Judging from the scattered packaging boxes on the ground, Jian Ruochen bought 8 pieces at one time.
Guan Yingjun retracted his gaze, raised his hand and casually placed the flowers he brought on the cabinet in the entrance hall, placing them neatly next to the vase.
The bouquet from yesterday is still in the vase.
Guan Yingjun placed his hand next to the bunch of white and pink flowers, flicked the drooping flower with his thumb, then took off his shoes and followed the butler to the reception room.
The wait was six hours.
Jian Ruochen slept until 11 o'clock and felt refreshed when he woke up.
This week.
He caught the corrupt police's informant and exposed the corrupt police's tracks.
The serial killer was caught.
Helped West Kowloon seize Lu Qian’s drug stock.
More than sixty thugs were arrested!
It makes me feel happy just thinking about it.
"Lulu~Lulu~" Jian Ruochen hummed a tuneless song while washing and changing into the clothes Luo Binwen brought. "Butler Luo, what are the classes for today?"
Luo Binwen hesitated for a second before finally smiling: "You have a professional course and a humanities and social sciences elective this afternoon. There is a half-hour break between the two classes. Classes start at 2:30 and end at 6:00."
Jian Ruochen exclaimed in high spirits: "It's so relaxing."
When I was in the Criminal Police Academy in my previous life, I had to start doing exercises at six o'clock, which was still considered good.
Earlier, he lived in the compound and would be woken up by the training calls outside at 5:30, and then be dragged along to exercise.
Oh, exercise...
Did he make an appointment with Sir Guan?
Jian Ruochen's eyes wandered for a moment, "Are there any visitors this morning?"
He forgot.
Luo Binwen stopped smiling and said, "It is said that Mr. Guan arrived at five o'clock."
What time is it?
Jian Ruochen hesitated and tilted his head.
Luo Binwen said: "You heard it right. He is waiting for you to get up in the reception room now."
Jian Ruochen was stunned for a moment, "He's not going to work?"
Luo Binwen took a comb and tied his hair. "The Hong Kong Police Department has three shifts. One shift from 7 am to 3 pm, one shift from 3 pm to 11 pm, and one shift from 11 pm to 7 am the next day. Maybe he chose to work in the afternoon?"
Jian Ruochen: ...
"I'm afraid not. He goes in at seven every day and leaves at eleven. He does two shifts."
Luo Binwen complained in his heart: Hong Kong police work so hard and don't earn much.
The government says that the high salaries are to maintain integrity, but they are not that high.
He tied a bow on Jian Ruochen's low ponytail and said with satisfaction, "It's really good."
Jian Ruochen smiled and said, "Uncle Luo's cooking skills have always been very good. If Uncle Luo wasn't here, I'm afraid my hair would be messy."
Luo Binwen was amused by him and followed Jian Ruochen downstairs.
Jian Ruochen looked at the sumptuous brunch on the table, turned his head and said to Luo Binwen, "Ask Guan Sir to come and eat together."
After all, I waited for a whole morning.
He thought about what happened in the Serious Crime Unit A office yesterday, but the hot feeling all over his body disappeared completely.
Psychologically speaking, darkness helps release oxytocin and dopamine.
The frontal lobe system of the brain is excited during the day, and humans are at the peak of rational thinking activities. At night, hormone secretion is vigorous, and emotion will overwhelm rationality.
Impulsive emotions will increase.
That's why he was so curious.
That's why Guan Yingjun revealed such chaotic and surging emotions in the darkness, to the point of almost crossing the line.
Jian Ruochen pursed her lips. After all, the bond between him and Guan Yingjun is interest and catching the murderer.
It's enough for us to be a good pair. Neither too close nor too distant a relationship is good.
But he did not regret digging deep into Guan Yingjun's hidden emotions.
That's just his personality.
No one can change it.
Jian Ruochen waited for Guan Yingjun to take a seat on the right before he held up a cup of scented tea and said, "Sir Guan, good afternoon."
Guan Yingjun nodded, "Good afternoon."
Jian Ruochen's eyes curved slightly, "I saw the flowers you brought when I went downstairs."
Guan Yingjun hummed and clenched his fingers.
When buying flowers, he specifically asked the owner of the flower shop and chose these two types.
Compared to the first apology with flowers, this one came with a secret confession.
"You are very sincere."
Jian Ruochen said calmly, "I accept your apology, but this is the last time. I don't have a three-time limit here."
Guan Yingjun tightened his grip on the silver fork.
The faint sound of breathing drifted in the air.
Jian Ruochen's eyes swept across his fingers, "As for the flowers...you don't have to spend so much in the future."
Guan Yingjun was wearing velvet slippers, but he felt the floor tiles under his feet were a little cold.
The person who had been sitting on his lap and touching his neck last night was now so distant.
It was as if they had just met for a short time, and he was even more restrained than when he first met.
Guan Yingjun felt a heavy heartache.
Jian Ruochen said again: "About exercise..."
Guan Yingjun interrupted: "I didn't discuss the time with you."
His gaze fell on Jian Ruochen's eyes, then suddenly shifted away, sliding down inch by inch, "Next time at nine o'clock?"
Silence stretched between the two.
Guan Yingjun's gaze fell on the ends of Jian Ruochen's hair that hung down on her shoulders, where there was a dark green ribbon.
Jian Ruochen thought about it and said, "That's fine."
For a policeman, health is the most important thing. There are physical tests after joining the team. He can't be lazy all the time, so it would be good if there is someone who can supervise him strictly.
Guan Yingjun would not mix public and private matters on such matters, so he is the best candidate.
Jian Ruochen raised his hand and placed a plate of grilled mushrooms in front of Guan Yingjun, "Try this. It's lighter without the dipping sauce, which is more to your taste. I don't really like it."
Guan Yingjun cut the mushroom with a knife and hot juice flowed out of it. The aroma was fragrant, but it tasted sour and bitter in the mouth.
It wasn't the bitter taste of the mushrooms, it was the taste that came out of his mouth.
Jian Ruochen kept a distance from him in a very decent manner.
For a moment, the only sound in the living room was the clash of knives and forks on ceramic plates.
Guan Yingjun finished eating the plate of grilled mushrooms and said in a hoarse voice: "Chen Ba has been executed."
Chen Ba, the fat man who sells human meat and roast meat rice.
Jian Ruochen: "Hmm? Have you found out the relationship between him and Lu Qian?"
"Yes." Guan Yingjun said, putting the empty plate aside. "Duan Ming's informant Lin Zheng... is the thief you caught in Longting Bar. He came to identify Chen Ba."
Lin Zheng once saw Chen Ba and Duan Ming meeting at a snack stand.
Jian Ruochen stood up and went to take the French toast that was placed next to Guan Yingjun, but the table was so wide and large that he could not reach it.
He stretched out his arms and asked, "Has the autopsy report from the medical examiner come out? How many people did Chen Ba kill? What about the identities of the victims? Have the families been notified to claim the bodies?"
He couldn't reach it and didn't ask Guan Yingjun for help. He leaned forward and his fingertips finally touched the edge of the plate.
Guan Yingjun's thigh was against the edge of the table leg, and when Jian Ruochen leaned forward, his knee touched a burning leg.
He immediately retracted his hand and moved to the side.
Guan Yingjun's mouth corners were straightened.
Is this to keep distance from him?
He pursed his lips slightly and raised his hand to bring the French toast to Jian Ruochen.
Jian Ruochen whispered, "Thank you."
He put a piece of the side on Guan Yingjun's plate and said, "Thank you."
The calculation is clear.
Guan Yingjun looked at the bright yellow French toast. Although he felt that social etiquette was unnecessary, he was very sensitive to other people's emotions.
The cold signal given by Jian Ruochen was too obvious.
Guan Yingjun said: "I'm sorry about what happened yesterday."
Jian Ruochen uttered "Hmm?", thinking of those burning kisses Guan Yingjun had placed on her palm.
He looked at Guan Yingjun quietly, "It's okay, it's just my hormones. I'll pretend nothing happened."
Guan Yingjun blinked and said with difficulty: "It's not that...I shouldn't have asked you if you still like Lu Qian."
Jian Ruochen suddenly realized, "Oh... that thing. I don't like it. I never liked him."
Guan Yingjun thought about the possibility that Li Changyu mentioned and suddenly understood.
The Jian Ruochen who liked Lu Qian was not the one in front of him.
His heart, which was tightly entangled by the fishing line, relaxed a little. The tense atmosphere was difficult to face.
Guan Yingjun changed the subject and said, "There is one more thing... Do you remember the taxi driver who wanted to kill you before?"
Jian Ruochen was stunned. "The one who was instructed by Lu Qian in Chen Hetang?"
"Yes, the police have prosecuted him. The court will open this afternoon. He will most likely be sentenced to death. Unfortunately, although everyone knows that Lu Qian ordered him to kill, they can't let the case fall on Lu Qian. He did it too circuitously and cleanly."
Jian Ruochen suddenly realized, "Don't worry. Lu Qian has lost so many goods, he might become desperate and make a stupid move. Although he is cautious, his desire is too strong."
As he spoke, he ate a small piece of French toast and muttered, "When will Jiang Mingshan's death sentence be carried out? If we wait any longer..."
The death penalty must be abolished!
Jiang Mingshan has such a bad social influence, the court wouldn't be reluctant to even shoot him, right?
Guan Yingjun said, "It was just recently. I urged them. The court is going through the process. The notification time is the end of January, which is still a dozen days away."
Jian Ruochen uttered "oh" twice.
The next bite was of taro ball toast, which was sweet. It felt like I had completed a dozen tasks and received a hidden reward.
It feels so good.
Jian Ruochen narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I have to go to school in the afternoon, so I'll just exercise today..." Forget it?
"I can take you to practice shooting." Guan Yingjun interrupted, not letting him finish.
Jian Ruochen: ...Hmm?
Guan Yingjun said: "The shooting range of the police station will be open at noon and in the afternoon. I can take you in."
Jian Ruochen was a little tempted, but he had money and could practice in a commercial venue if he wanted to.
Guan Yingjun said: "The recoil of commercial shooting is subject to policy restrictions, which is different from the recoil of police-issued guns. Besides, you can use the police bullets at will."
He had already discovered that Jian Ruochen, like all boys, could not resist playing with guns.
Yesterday… Although it was Jian Ruochen who took the initiative to question and tease him, he was also the one who gave him the opportunity.
After all, he was the one who pulled the person to sit on his lap.
Guan Yingjun doesn't like to owe others, so he has to pay it back again.
I have to pay it back once more...
He said softly, "Practice your shooting skills. If you meet the standard, I will take you to apply for a gun license and pass from the police station today."
Jian Ruochen widened his eyes slightly.
Guan Yingjun continued: "I can apply for a police gun for you, do you want it?"
Jian Ruochen: Think and think!
He didn't get his own gun in his previous life. Can he get it in this life?
Jian Ruochen raised his voice: "Can the West Kowloon Police Station give it to non-staff personnel?"
Guan Yingjun hummed, "Although there is no precedent, I can convince my superiors to set a precedent for you. After all, you are different."
Jian Ruochen's breathing slowed down and his Adam's apple rolled.
Sir Guan...why do you like praising him so much recently?
Guan Yingjun said: "You have brought unprecedented profits to West Kowloon in a very short period of time. The performance of the police station is different from that of the shopping mall. Here, this is a real achievement."
"You are my consultant." Guan Yingjun paused and changed his words with difficulty, "You are the consultant of the West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit. I will not let you suffer any injustice. If the superior blocks the application, I can submit it to the higher level and guarantee you."
"If you shoot, it's the same as me shooting."
Jian Ruochen raised his head and looked at Guan Yingjun.
Guan Yingjun was silent for a while, then suddenly whispered, "I regret it. I regret bringing you to the Dashangtuo Stone Mine, regret checking you, regret yesterday... to the point that you even want to distance yourself from me now, and don't even want the flowers."
Jian Ruochen never expected Guan Yingjun to speak directly.
This person has the ability to act straightforwardly, recklessly, and unconventionally.
By returning to basics, he perfectly avoided all of his targeted skills.
Guan Yingjun raised his hand, wanting to grab Jian Ruochen's fingers, but when he was about to touch them, he restrained himself and retracted his fingers, "Sorry."
After saying that, he stood up and said, "Take your time. I'll wait for you outside."
Guan Yingjun paused again and said, "Lu Qian may have new moves. I'll tell you on the way."
The goods that Lu Qian brought this time are worth 600 million euros, which are all the goods he produced during this period.
Jian Ruochen actually cut off Lu Qian's lifeline in one fell swoop.
Smart and capable, beautiful and likable, cunning but tactful.
Such a sensible person would sit on him and touch his Adam's apple.
If Jian Ruochen wasn't teasing him... did that mean he really didn't like him at all?
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