Hong Kong film: Who says being an undercover cop has no future?!

"That feeling is unpleasant."

Wang Tiancheng sighed.

"once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking."

Li Jie slowly savored these two lines of poetry.

They fell even more silent!

Wang Tiancheng presented flowers to Li Jie's wife and then stepped aside.

I won't bother Li Jie.

Li Jie must have a lot to say to his wife and children.

It's not appropriate for Wang Tiancheng to stay there.

He took out a cigarette and lit it.

Cemeteries always give people a solemn feeling.

Wang Tiancheng thought of Li Jie.

If it weren't for that group of terrorists led by the doctor...

Li Jie must be living a very happy life, right?

Who could have imagined that overnight, the family would be plunged into tragedy, with the wife and children both losing their lives?

Cherish the people around you!

Huang Bingyao's words echoed in Wang Tiancheng's mind.

"Don't hide your undercover identity from Xixi Li."

"That girl looks like an extremely innocent young lady."

“I can tell that once she's chosen someone, she'll be devoted to him forever.”

Wang Tiancheng thought to himself,

"It's not that I don't want to tell Xixili,"

"There's been so much going on lately, I just happened to be there."

"I'll tell her the truth when I get home tonight!"

Sooner or later,

Wang Tiancheng's undercover identity will be revealed.

If Xixi had only realized this at that time, that naive girl would definitely have hated her.

Therefore, it's better to make it public sooner rather than later.

Wang Tiancheng thought of this,

I felt much more relaxed.

Suddenly, a person ran over holding a letter.

"Excuse me, sir."

Do you know where Layman Deng Feng lives?

Wang Tiancheng was taken aback.

Then he saw a rather handsome and capable man holding up a letter and asking him a question.

Deng Feng?

Number 64?

Suddenly, Wang Tiancheng remembered something.

"You...are Detective Zhang Dayong?"

Zhang Dayong (played by Tao Dayu in "Detective Investigation Files") exclaimed in surprise,

"you know me?"

Wang Tiancheng smiled.

"I've occasionally read reports about you; you're a brave and capable detective!"

Zhang Dayong touched his head sheepishly.

"That's all just reporters exaggerating."

Wang Tiancheng took out a cigarette and tossed it to Zhang Dayong.

"You're looking for someone here...it seems someone has been wronged."

Zhang Dayong was taken aback.

"What do you mean?"

Wang Tiancheng pointed to the surrounding environment.

"This is a columbarium, where memorial tablets are enshrined."

There wasn't a special number at all.

"Except for one type of person..."

Zhang Dayong was stunned, and his expression changed drastically in an instant;

"dead?!"

Wang Tiancheng nodded.

"That should be it."

"The number is written on it; it's the memorial tablet number."

Zhang Dayong immediately lost the desire to investigate.

"Who played this prank?"

Wang Tiancheng shook his head.

"The possibility of it being a prank is very small."

"There is a greater possibility that he was wronged."

"You're a super detective."

Zhang Dayong was taken aback;

"what do you mean……"

Wang Tiancheng leisurely exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Deng Feng's death was unjust. One of his friends knew you were a brilliant detective, so he deliberately used this method to ask you to investigate the case."

"However, I think he used the wrong method."

"If he gets straight to the point, you certainly wouldn't ignore it, given your character."

"But now..."

"That's a bit like trying to do something you're not meant to do!"

Zhang Dayong chuckled.

"You seem to know me very well?"

Wang Tiancheng shrugged.

"The connections between people are just so strange, aren't they?"

Zhang Dayong said solemnly

"Why do I get the feeling that you want me to continue investigating?"

Wang Tiancheng nodded.

"I learned the art of face reading from a senior master,"

"You are an upright detective."

"However, you will encounter some villains in the early stages, but you will soon meet a benefactor."

Zhang Dayong was horrified and deeply moved;

"Is this really the first time you've seen me?"

All correct!

In the early stages, Zhang Dayong was misled by the reporter.

As it turns out, people only used him as a tool for obtaining information.

He worked so hard for ten years that he only made three firewoods.

I recently encountered another reporter, but this time it was completely different.

That reporter really helped him gain fame.