Hong Kong variety show, I am a charming cop.

Chapter 187 Trampling Fu Guang

He was afraid that if Gong Wei found out about this, he would break down.

Li Jian still admires Gong Wei.

His decades-long undercover career caused him to betray his family and son, to the point that he faked a crime and was arrested by the police in front of the entire hospital, leaving his wife and children to endure immense social pressure.

Gong Wei's wife likely developed her illness due to long-term repression.

Needless to say, the son is another story.

If it were a child today, subjected to such immense mental pressure, they would have jumped off a building long ago.

Li Jian patted Gong Wei on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I will catch Fu Guang and hand him over to you for processing."

"Really?"

Gong Wei could hardly believe his ears.

At most, he and his old leader hoped to capture Fu Guang, but they never thought about extraditing Fu Guang back from Hong Kong Island.

Gong Wei scratched his head excitedly, and even the pain in his body lessened a bit: "If that's the case, that would be wonderful, thank you, Comrade Li Jian!"

"hehe!"

Hearing the word "comrade" again filled Li Jian with mixed feelings.

How he wished he could hear a kind old man call out to him, "Little Tengzhi!"

"How's your injury? Is it serious?"

Li Jian knew his own limitations; if Gong Wei hadn't shielded Fu Guang from the needle, Fu Guang would have been dead long ago.

Gong Wei jumped up and down a few times: "No problem!"

Li Jian handed Gong Wei an earpiece and said, "My men are already on board. If you want to join, follow orders."

"Yes, sir!" Gong Wei saluted, adapting to local customs.

The two teams silently infiltrated the cargo ship.

The old cargo ship looks unremarkable from the outside, but inside it is a completely different world.

The floor was covered with velvet carpet, the walls were brand new, and the interior was brightly lit, exuding a magnificent and luxurious atmosphere.

Gong Wei's eyes widened: "How much will this cost?"

Li Jian laughed and said, "It will cost at least several million. If you add some luxury renovations and new equipment, it will be beyond what you can afford."

"Tsk tsk, you Hong Kong Island people are really rich!"

Gong Wei only earns a few hundred yuan a month, so he can't even imagine that he could spend tens of millions on a renovation project.

The two of them continued on their way.

Qiu Gang'ao shouted into his earpiece, "This is Tibetan Mastiff. The engine room has been cleared, and a liquid bomb has been found!"

Chan Ka-kui said, "I am Jackie Chan. A liquid bomb has been found in the cockpit!"

Li Jian counted on his fingers and found that, including the one at the police station, a total of three liquid bombs had been discovered.

He looked at Gong Wei (Li Jiapo) and asked, "How many liquid bombs did you trade in total?"

There are five in total!

"So, there are still two on the ship?" Li Jian blurted out. "No, there's only one left. The other one exploded in the glass restaurant!"

Li Jian continued issuing orders through the headset: "Attention all groups, there is one liquid bomb left on the ship. Search carefully, search carefully!"

Letter to Dad is also considered a classic Hong Kong film.

Li Jian recalled watching it at least five or six times.

However, when I was a child, I was focused on Li Jiapo and Gong Gu's cool martial arts scenes and didn't pay any attention to the liquid bomb at all.

it's good now.

The consequences of not carefully reading the question have arrived!

"Attention all groups, I am entering the auction hall with a Northern constable. Continue your search. Do not act rashly without my orders!"

"Tibetan Mastiff received!"

"Jackie Chan received!"

"Received, Aunt Wu!"

. . . . . .

Li Jian and Gong Wei entered the venue, which was surprisingly spacious and unique.

The entire auction venue was decorated in an antique style.

The surrounding walls are adorned with carved beams and painted rafters, clearly the work of a master craftsman.

In the middle, on a raised platform, a woman wearing black-rimmed glasses was speaking: "The auction is about to begin, and each bid will be in increments of $5."

"The first item up for auction is an Eastern Han Dynasty pottery storyteller figurine, catalog number 001!"

The starting price is 23!

Gong Wei clicked his tongue in surprise: "23? That's so expensive? No wonder this group of people are willing to risk being shot to smuggle cultural relics."

Li Jian glanced around and said calmly, "23 dollars is more than 200 million RMB."

"If I had one, I'd never have to worry for the rest of my life!" Gong Wei said with a complicated expression.

At his current salary, he couldn't afford this thing even if he saved every penny of his life.

He really wanted to know where the money of those rich people came from.

Li Jian naturally noticed Gong Wei's expression.

But he didn't say much.

If he knew where those rich people's money came from, his faith probably wouldn't be so strong.

Sigh, sometimes knowing too much is a kind of pain.

Li Jian subtly winked at him: "Look, isn't that Fu Guang over there?"

Gong Wei glanced furtively in the direction Li Jian pointed and said, "That's him!"

Gong Wei continued, "All the security guards here have been replaced by Fu Guang's men, and many of them know me."

"Now that you've put on a beard, they probably won't recognize you."

Li Jian began assigning tasks: "You take care of these miscellaneous soldiers, and I'll take care of Fu Guang."

If someone else had said that, Gong Wei probably would have had a hard time agreeing.

But after witnessing Li Jian's prowess, Gong Wei wholeheartedly agreed.

The bidding at the scene reached an unbelievable price: "I bid 300 million!"

"This gentleman offered 300 million, is there anyone offering more?"

"300 million once!"

"Twice 300 million!"

"300 million..."

Just as the host's gavel was about to fall, an extremely arrogant voice drowned out everyone else: "I bid one hundred million!"

The crowd instantly turned to look at the source of the sound.

A man wearing a black trench coat, black sunglasses, spiked hair, and white gloves shouted, "I want everything here!"

An elderly man in his sixties, wearing glasses, asked, "What makes you think you can?"

Fu Guang pointed to his chest and said, "Because I've already planted bombs all over this place!"

The crowd below instantly became excited, pointing at the woman on the stage and asking, "Li Nan, what's going on?"

Fu Guang stepped onto the railing and raised his hand, saying, "Say it, you're my partner!"

Li Nan, wearing black-rimmed glasses, pointed at Fu Guang and said, "Are you crazy? What did you say?"

Fu Guang laughed and said, "Feel your own pockets and see what's inside?"

Li Nan reached out and touched it, and there it was—a small liquid bomb.

Fu Guang pressed a button that looked like a remote control.

boom!

Li Nan exploded on the ring.

Li Nan didn't even have a chance to scream before he was blown to bits.

Whoosh whoosh!

Li Jian reacted swiftly, delivering the three steel needles in an instant.

"Ah! My hand!"

Fu Guang screamed in agony as steel needles pierced his wrists, which were gripping the remote control, and both his knees.

The remote control fell down.

Li Jian slid across the mud and stuffed the remote control into his pocket.

Fu Guang couldn't hold on any longer and fell from the scaffolding on the second floor.

Everyone present was stunned.

How come the person who was so arrogant just now is now soaking wet?

Gong Wei also got into a fight with those thugs.

Fortunately.

Before boarding the ship, no one was allowed to carry a handgun, and even daggers were forcibly confiscated.

Gong Wei was like a tiger among sheep, taking down one child with a single punch.

Fu Guang recognized Li Jian and cursed, "Gan Lin's mother! It's you again, you damned cop!"

Li Jian walked over, stepped on Fu Guang's left leg, and gently stomped.

Click!