The Infernal Affairs of Hong Kong

Chapter 17 Attribution of the Silver Flute Award (recommended monthly pass for collection)
Graduation dinner.

There is soothing violin music playing in the room.

The school police men and women have already sat down and chatted casually.

The beginning of this meal also means that the training career of more than half a year has officially come to an end. There is another reason why the graduation meal will be arranged before the rankings are released.

Some people can graduate if they are qualified, and some people will not be able to graduate if they are not. At this time, it depends on whether your family has the means to manage and graduate smoothly.

At least at this moment, before the results come out, everyone is still the same, so the atmosphere is lively.

The instructors were also chatting around the bar, with a relaxed look on their faces. After leading a class, maybe there will be a supervisor in the future, and a superintendent will come from their school, which is also a matter of face.

"Hey, the principal is here."

Ye sir also walked in with a smile on his face and walked towards the rostrum.

"Everyone finally finished the exam, take it easy."

"Yes, sir."

"First of all, I would like to announce to everyone the list of students who won the Silver Flute Award in each class this time."

"Class A, Zhou Yu."

"Class B, An Zihao."

"Class C, Chen Xiumin."

"Clap clap clap"

Every time a name was read, there was a burst of warm applause. All of a sudden, everyone who was named became the focus of attention in the class, although their usual performance made everyone know who would win the award.

But when the result came out, it was inevitable that there was still a bit of sour emotion in it, which is normal.

Zhou Yu observed that Yang Jinrong also had a trace of disappointment in his eyes, but the disappointment soon disappeared.

Yang Jinrong was indeed a bit disappointed. It could be said that this was the first time in his life that he failed to get the first place in the exam. For him, he never felt that he would fail before.

"Everyone is about to graduate and leave PTS, and they have to face new challenges when they go out. I wish you all a smooth graduation and smooth going out to work, Good luck!"

"Thank you, sir!"

The next day, the sun was shining.

graduation.

The auditorium was full of students' relatives, friends, parents and onlookers watching the excitement.

The students dressed neatly and formed a phalanx. After finishing the procession in their own dormitory building, the silver flute award winners of each class led the team and walked out in neat steps until they reached the center of the playground.

tread!
tread!
tread!
The sound of powerful police boots trampling the ground resounded throughout the audience.

Behind the queue is a band of dozens of people, playing to their heart's content.

On the rostrum, Sir Ye stood in the middle, with a person in concierge clothes standing on either side. Beside the two of them, there was a salute with a pure white body and a pure black barrel.

"Everyone--"

"salute!"

Sir Ye patrolled one square after another, and the two people in concierge uniforms followed behind, saving face, and returned to the rostrum after a turn.

"I invite the winners of the silver flute awards in each class."

Zhou Yu and all the winners stepped forward, took a silver whistle from Sir Ye, saluted and returned to their seats.

When all the people returned to the team, all the phalanxes stepped forward with an order, went around the field for a circle, and headed for the River Kwai Bridge.

Only when you walk through the Bridge of the River Kwai, you will become a real policeman and will be assigned to various police stations to perform tasks.

Passing the River Kwai Bridge and stepping to the Yellow River Square, the graduation ceremony is officially over.

"Disband."

The parents and friends of the students basically came, and when they heard about the dismissal, they gathered around them.

Of course, no one came to see Zhou Yu, nor did Yang Jinrong, so the two went back to the dormitory.

"Your family doesn't come to see you."

"What's so good about such a normal thing as graduation, you only need to come and see if you can't graduate."

Yang Jinrong's answer made sense, but Zhou Yu couldn't find a reason to refute it.

"The location of the distribution will be announced in the afternoon. We don't know where you have been arranged. Your father will always know your way out."

He was also curious about where Yang Jinrong would end up.

"O note."

"Wow, if you don't find an easier department, it's a waste of resources."

"My dad would like to, but you've already gone to O to remember, I have no reason not to."

Zhou Yu smiled and took out the small whistle in his pocket, shook it casually, and said with a look of disgust, "Why isn't it gold?"

Yang Jinrong gave him a blank stare, but Zhou Yu didn't care, if he responded, then he would be happy, as a human being, how could he walk around at night in brocade clothes, and it's better to have fun alone than to have fun with others.

Putting away the small whistle, he asked, "Which district?"

"New Territories North."

"Blessed with good food, isn't it possible to eat seafood every day?"

In the afternoon, head teacher Gao Huijun gathered everyone and completed the last procedure here.

"Here is your warrant."

Gao Huijun walked in front of the students one by one, and each student would give her a salute after receiving it.

Gao Huijun would also smile and nod in response, and then walk to the last class.

"From today onwards, you are no longer a student police officer. When you go out to the police station, there will be no one who will urge you to do what and how to do it as if you were in a police academy."

"But you still have a lot to learn, that is, to learn from the experience of your predecessors. If you want to learn, you will have to rely on yourself in the future."

"I hope you can apply the experience you have learned here, and work hard to do it well."

"Yes, madam."

Zhou Yu took his certificate of appointment and saw that it was indeed West Kowloon. He touched his face, looking as handsome as ever.

"The three cars from Hong Kong, Kowloon, and New Territories have all arrived. You should pack your things and get on the car according to the branch office you assigned."

"Yes, sir."

The parting is today, and the students greeted each other with a smile, got into the car with big bags and small bags, and rushed to their destination.

Zhou Yu had nothing to pack. He only had a backpack when he came, and he was missing a pair of underwear when he returned.

He didn't get on the bus, he smiled and told the teacher in charge that the person who picked him up hadn't arrived yet, so he wandered around the campus.

In fact, according to the time estimate, the car that Huang Zhicheng came to pick him up might have already arrived, but he wanted to give himself some time.

Once you get out of this door, the life-and-death struggle really begins. In the past, you can ignore everything that happens outside of the school.

Now, you have to get involved.

Han Chen, Ni Yongxiao.
He didn't forget that his biggest crisis now is Han Chen, and he must do everything possible to get rid of Han Chen on the premise of getting the list of seven people and confirming who the other six people are!
Although he is very sure that these people only met once in that temple on that day, and time will erase most people's superficial impressions, but it is not guaranteed after all.

There is still time, don't rush, take it step by step.

He felt a little wronged, but if he changed his identity, there would be so much trouble.

Walking and walking, we arrived at the training ground. The next class of students had already started bullet training. Zhou Yu's eyes discerned the past one by one. Unfortunately, he didn't dare to get too close, and he couldn't see clearly at all.

If there is no accident, there should be a few people from Han Chen in this group of people. If they see it, it will deepen the impression in their minds, and the gain outweighs the loss.

Let the brush of time go.
Zhou Yu walked towards the door, where a car was already waiting for him.

He walked forward with his bag on his back, opened the car door, and looked back at the campus.

He touched the silver whistle in his pocket, smiled, and sat in.

(End of this chapter)