Chapter 132: How is the Wan Chai Gun God?
Chapter 132: How is the Wan Chai Gun God?
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
The sun was at its hottest time of the day. Not only were there few ghosts to be seen on the streets, but there were hardly any people to be seen. When the soles of feet stepped on the ground, they would burn through the soles of shoes.
When Tan Wenjie rushed to the police station, he found that a group of reporters were gathered in a circle at the entrance of the police station lobby, as if they were holding a press conference.
"Didn't they say that the commendation ceremony would be held quietly and wouldn't need to be on TV?"
He is very resistant to being on camera; being a celebrity is very tiring.
At this moment, a fat man with a dark mustache was standing with his hands on his waist and his belly sticking out, talking to the camera: "I, Cao Dahua, as the tiger of the serious crime team, from now on I will definitely..."
Soon some reporters discovered Tan Wenjie and surrounded him before he could react.
As expected of a reporter, his leg skills are no worse than Qiu Sheng's. I'm sure he can also fly over eaves and walk on walls without any problem.
"Officer, may I ask what role you played in solving this arms case and hijacking case?"
The microphone was poking at him very quickly. If Tan Wenjie had not dodged in time, his tonsils would have been tested by the microphone today.
Tan Wenjie immediately shook his head: "I'm not a policeman, you got the wrong person."
See, what's good about being a policeman? He hates being in the spotlight the most.
However, this group of reporters did not let him off so easily.
"Sir, could you please strike a sharpshooter pose?"
"I told you I'm not a police officer."
"But you'd be perfect for the cover of our next magazine."
"How about Wan Chai Gun God?"
Tan Wenjie pretended to hold the gun and blow air, then leaned back slightly and said seriously: "Hey, sir, you are not allowed to park here."
Click, click, click!
Flashbulbs flashed.
"Thank you, please change your posture!"
“Can you close one eye and shoot at the camera?”
"Not so good."
More and more people gathered around, fortunately Meili came over in time and rescued Tan Wenjie.
"what happened?"
Meili said, "The smuggling case was solved a few days ago, and there was also the Edinburgh Middle School case... In short, they have become very popular."
When I see others being in the limelight, I can’t help but feel envious.
Cao Dahua had been an undercover agent for decades and nine of his partners had died, but he had never really accomplished anything. However, this time he was lucky enough to solve two major cases.
Tan Wenjie was puzzled: "Not the Flying Tigers?"
He was watching on the shore at the time, it would be strange if Cao Dahua could fly up.
"The Flying Tigers captured the terrorists, but Cao Dahua and his team also investigated Da Fei's case and seized the weapons from the other side."
At this point, Meili suddenly lowered her voice: "Also, the previous zombie case needs to be suppressed, so we held a commendation meeting in advance. Their contributions are sufficient and they are very suitable to be commended. By the way, don't worry, the photos taken by the reporters will be reviewed by us before they are sent out, and it will not affect you."
Tan Wenjie nodded. It had nothing to do with him and was not worth worrying about. He just had to wait to receive his reward.
"Madam Wang said that you can just go and see her directly when you get here."
Before going upstairs to enter the director's office, a young girl came out from the room opposite.
The two looked at each other.
So pretty!
The same thought came to their minds.
Smile and nod.
Tan Wenjie: "I went into the office to accept the commendation."
He is not a show-off.
The pretty girl opposite said: "I just went into my uncle's office. I'm not a policeman."
It can be seen that the other party is also not fond of showing off.
Uncle? Tan Wenjie looked at the office, which read "Office of the Superintendent of Police".
"Is Mr. Tan here?" Madam Wang's voice was heard in the office.
"I have something else to do. Bye."
Tan Wenjie pointed at the door in front of him, nodded and smiled at the girl, then pushed the door open and went in.
Inside the director's office.
Madam Wang was writing or drawing something. After a few seconds, she looked up and said, "Something very dangerous has appeared recently."
"Zombies?"
"Yes, we caught one. Although we promptly exposed it to the sun and killed it, it's hard to say whether we'll encounter it again in the future."
"I'm not suited to this line of work."
Tan Wenjie refused without even thinking about it. Is 100 experience points a lot? He really hated the feeling of going to work.
"No, it's our police department that has decided to select a number of elites and form a ghost hunting team after training. We hope to hire you as an instructor."
"The instructor of the Ghost Hunting Team?"
"Are you interested?"
"no!"
It goes without saying that the "elites" found in the police station are all scammers.
If you really want to catch ghosts, it might be more effective to find a group of tough gangsters, such as the Fei Ji duo, who you have met a few times. Apart from the fact that you will definitely be killed if you become their boss, I believe that even a fierce ghost can't do anything to these two.
Is Madam Wang's life strong enough? It's hard to say.
Tan Wenjie advised seriously, "I suggest not to train a ghost hunting team. Learning magic is not something that can be done overnight. At most, we can train those people to be braver and not be weak when encountering ghosts and zombies. However, it is absolutely impossible to train them to have the strength to fight against ghosts in just a few months. Doing so will only send them to their deaths."
It might not be possible for Zhong Fabai to practice for his entire life, and he might become a master in a short period of time. It would only change a meat chicken into a free-range chicken, which would have no other effect except making it chewier for zombies.
"What would it be like to recruit Taoist priests and monks to help catch ghosts?"
"They'll start pinching themselves first."
"..."
Madam said very sincerely: "I hope you can seriously consider it. The establishment of a ghost hunting team is imminent. It would be fine if you can recommend someone to be the instructor."
"Actually, there is another way. You can find an expert, spend money to buy their talisman paper and magic tools, and then find someone from the police force to learn how to use the magic tools. You can capture ghosts and zombies without magic power, and it can handle most situations."
“What about the minority situation?”
"Contact me, I'll give you a 20% discount."
Anyway, he sets the price, so there is no difference between the discount and the original price.
"You really won't come? Then can you recommend a great master to me?"
"This... I can try to help you get in touch, but you also know that we cultivators are indifferent to fame and fortune."
“We are very well funded.”
Madam Wang was afraid that Tan Wenjie would not agree, so she said, "Whether it's buying ghost-catching props and magic tools, or hiring external instructors, you can offer a high price and purchase from you."
She raised her index finger and continued, "The instructor can get 10 a month!"
It was the first time that someone threw money at him.
"I'm not tempted by money. No matter how much you add, it's useless." Tan Wenjie shook his head. He was just like that. "At most, I'll help you keep an eye out."
"Thank you, Ajie."
When you ask someone to do something for you, call him Mr. Tan, and when the job is done, call him Ajie.
The two chatted for a few more words, and after Madam Wang's phone rang, Tan Wenjie turned and left the office.
He took out his newly bought mobile phone and wanted to call Zhong Fabai, but then he remembered that he didn't know the other party's number. However, the police station had Dr. Lin's home number.
"Doctor Lin, the police department's ghost hunting team is looking for an instructor. Are you interested? How much is it per month? 3 yuan. OK, it's a deal."
After hanging up the phone, Tan Wenjie felt very sorry.
If it was Zhong Fabai, 20,000 yuan would have done the job. That guy is tired and hardworking running a grocery store, and his clinic cannot compete with Dr. Lin.
The banned words were deleted for me, and I thought about revising it. Then during the review, they deleted the whole paragraph. The more I revised it, the more I deleted. In the end, even irrelevant paragraphs were deleted. I didn’t dare to touch it anymore.
(End of this chapter)