northernbook Chapter 218 Looking for a Gun 4
Chapter 218 Looking for a Gun 4
Feisha solemnly recounted the entire incident to He Wenzhan and the others, his voice low and rapid, as if he were still immersed in the thrilling scene he had just encountered. When he mentioned the gangster who beat him up and stole his gun, Feisha gritted his teeth and said, "I recognize that guy! He's one of Ma Wei's men!" He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flashing with anger.
Feisha then made his intention clear—he was determined to retrieve the pistol himself. He looked expectantly at He Wenzhan and the others, pleading earnestly, "Brothers, could you please help me this time?" However, to Feisha's surprise, Kat immediately shook her head in opposition. She quickly reached for the intercom beside her, ready to report the matter to headquarters.
At that moment, the quick-witted He Wenzhan rushed forward and firmly grasped Kat's hand, stopping her from moving. Feisha, seeing this, quickly said to the crowd, "Everyone, listen to me. I'm getting a promotion next month. If this gets out of hand and the higher-ups start investigating, my promotion will be completely over!" At this point, Feisha's face betrayed a hint of anxiety and helplessness.
Upon hearing this, everyone present fell silent. Everyone knew how difficult it was for a junior police officer to get promoted. And Feisha had made unimaginable efforts to reach his current position. He had risked his life to successfully capture Hong Renjiu, earning him a transfer from an ordinary uniformed officer to the anti-gang squad. After joining the anti-gang squad, he worked diligently and tirelessly for several years, finally earning this precious opportunity for a promotion. Faced with such a rare opportunity, Feisha naturally didn't want to give it up easily.
He Wenzhan glanced at Kat, then took a deep breath and said slowly, "How about this, Kat? Give me one night. If you still can't find the gun by tomorrow morning, you can report it to the front desk." Kat hesitated, but ultimately nodded, agreeing to He Wenzhan's proposal. After all, no one wanted to be the villain who caused Feisha to miss out on a promotion.
He Wenzhan looked at Huadi gravely and said in a low voice, "Huadi, just pretend you didn't see anything that happened tonight, understand?" Huadi immediately responded, "Brother Zhan, how can that be? We're brothers. Besides, our team can help look for it." Huadi had previously seen a film about this incident, which portrayed the Hong Kong police force with remarkable vividness and realism. Therefore, he knew full well that the missing gun hadn't fallen into the wrong hands, but had instead fallen into a nearby garbage dump when Feisha fell. After all, Huadi wasn't personally responsible, and they were on patrol anyway, so they might as well take this opportunity to do Feisha a favor.
Soon after, Huadi, He Wenzhan, and another person explained the situation to their respective teams. The members of Kat's team declined to assist Feisha in his search for the missing gun, deciding instead to continue their patrols as planned. He Wenzhan's team, however, pledged their full support to help Feisha recover the gun. Huadi's team offered to fill in for He Wenzhan's team on their patrol route. Fortunately, Huadi's team had patrol vehicles, allowing them to cover both routes simultaneously.
They made a prompt decision and quickly divided into four teams. Now, let's talk about Feisha's team first.
Feisha swiftly got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and sped off like an arrow, heading for where Ponytail was. However, just as he was speeding down the road, his cell phone rang rapidly. Feisha glanced at the screen and saw it was Commander Chen calling.
"Hello?" Feisha answered the phone while driving.
"Feisha, there is a homicide case here and you need to come and handle it immediately!" Commander Chen said in a serious tone.
"Oh, Commander Chen, I'm busy right now. I accidentally had a car accident just now and can't leave!" Feisha found an excuse to shirk responsibility.
However, when Commander Chen said, "The deceased is Mawei," Feisha's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees.
"What? Mawei is dead? Okay, Commander Chen, I'll go and handle it right away!" After saying that, Feisha suddenly turned the steering wheel and drove towards the crime scene.
On the way to the scene, Feisha suddenly thought of a crucial clue—imitation guns. He changed his route and drove straight to a store that specialized in toy and imitation guns. Although the store was already closed, Feisha, without a second thought, flashed his police ID and banged on the door.
After a while, the sleepy boss was woken up by Feisha. He opened the door reluctantly, mumbling, "It's so late, what's going on?"
Feisha didn't bother explaining anything further. He rushed into the store and began searching for a replica revolver similar to the one used by the Serious Crime Unit. Unfortunately, after searching the entire store, he couldn't find an exact replica. You know, in Hong Kong, each police department has a different pistol. For example, the pistols used by Ho Man-chum's department have brown grips, while the pistols used by Feisha's anti-triad unit have black grips and shorter barrels. For those familiar with firearms, a single glance would tell which police department a particular pistol belongs to.
The shop owner was forced to come by Feisha, so his attitude was very bad. Despite his bad attitude, he had not violated any laws, so Feisha could do nothing about him. In desperation, Feisha could only look for imitation guns in the store. After a careful search, he finally found a replica gun that looked very similar to a real gun.
Satisfied, Feisha returned to his car with the replica gun. Once inside, he eagerly began modifying it. First, he carefully shortened the barrel with a saw, making it look more menacing. Then, he took out a can of black paint and sprayed the originally brown handle with it. Before long, the brown handle had completely transformed into black.
After completing these operations, Feisha put the modified imitation gun into the holster. At first glance, the gun is almost indistinguishable from the real thing. If you don't pay special attention or examine it carefully, it's hard to find that it is actually just a fake gun with no lethality.
After Feisha placed the carefully prepared pistol safely beside him, he stepped on the accelerator and the car sped away like an arrow, heading straight for the place where Mawei had crashed. Along the way, his heart was in his throat, and all kinds of bad situations that might happen kept flashing through his mind.
When the car arrived at its destination at lightning speed, Feisha slammed on the brakes and leaped out before the car came to a complete stop. As soon as his feet touched the ground, his eyes quickly locked on Huadi and the others who were busy maintaining order at the scene. Huadi nodded slightly, and Feisha immediately understood - this was Huadi's way of letting him know that everything was fine. However, despite this hint, Feisha's inner worries did not ease in the slightest, because his biggest concern was whether Mawei had been killed with his lost pistol.
With a nervous heart, Feisha hurried towards the taxi that had crashed. As he approached, his eyes widened, and he began to carefully examine Mawei's cause of death. He paid close attention to every wound, every trace of blood, as if he was searching for the key clues to prove his theory. After careful observation, Feisha finally breathed a sigh of relief, muttering to himself, "It wasn't a gunshot, it wasn't a gunshot..."
At that moment, the forensic doctor examining the body noticed Feisha. Seeing the scars all over his head, he wondered if he had suffered a concussion from the car accident, hence his strange behavior. However, due to his busy schedule, he simply shook his head and ignored Feisha, stating bluntly, "The deceased was stabbed to death." Hearing this conclusion, Feisha finally felt relieved.