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"So if the next time someone screams inside, and the suspect has a gun and his finger is on the trigger, I'll probably still do the same thing."

But if conditions permit, I will call for reinforcements first.

After Chen Fan finished speaking, he fell silent.

The room remained quiet for a long time.

Ma Kun looked at him, then suddenly put the three documents into a folder, and then got up from his chair.

"Case No. 3847, the Ministry of the Interior's investigation findings are as follows..."

He paused here, observing Chen Fan's reaction.

"On the night of March 17th, in a unit on the third floor of No. 271, Da Nan Street, you faced three armed suspects and fired back when your life was directly threatened."

The firing of the gun was in accordance with the police force's regulations on the use of firearms and was considered a legal use of force.

The deaths of the three suspects were a consequence of the lawful use of force, and you bear no legal responsibility.

call...

Chen Fan let out a soft breath.

"but!"

Ma Kun launched a surprise attack, almost making Chen Fan curse.

"Your decision-making was seriously flawed. Knowing that the other side was armed, you still chose to enter alone without waiting for reinforcements."

This wasn't bravery, it was recklessness! If you had reacted even a second slower, you would have been the one dead.

After saying that, he walked out of the long table and came to Chen Fan.

"Be careful next time. You're still young, don't push yourself so hard."

"Thank you, sir!"

Chen Fan stood up and saluted.

Congratulations on your promotion.

Ma Kun smiled slightly, patted him on the shoulder, and then walked out first.

Zhang Yongcheng and He Zhiming followed closely behind.

They were very busy, and the reason they made such a big fuss this time was largely due to Lok Wai-ching's report.

Once the interrogation proceedings are leaked, it will at least salvage the police force's image.

Of course, all of this is contingent on Chen Fan passing the review.

Fortunately, he performed perfectly.

Once the room became quiet, Chen Fan was surprised to find that his clothes were soaked through.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't stressed, but at least I passed.

Half an hour later, at Sham Shui Po Police Station.

As soon as Chen Fan appeared, Uncle Li and Zhao Guodong immediately surrounded him.

"How is it?"

"Legal shooting."

"Hahaha, even those devils have their moments of reason! Congratulations, Afan!"

Uncle Li was very happy.

Zhao Guodong was also grinning foolishly.

The others were a little envious of how good the three got along, and wanted to join in but were too shy to do so.

After all, they had all taken sides to some extent because of Lin Yaohui.

If they come running over here now, that would be shameless.

After exchanging pleasantries, Chen Fan returned to the duty room.

The new shift schedule hasn't been released yet. He works the night shift and can rest at home during the day, but it's more comfortable to stay at the police station than in that dirty and messy rental room.

But there's no rush, we'll just have to wait until this month's salary comes in.

I don't know if it's paid according to the probationary officer standard or according to the standard after promotion.

Speaking of which, there should be a reward for this, right? Could it be that the director pocketed it?

Chen Fan was lost in thought in the duty room, occasionally chatting with his colleagues, and soon it was time for dinner.

This is another reason why he stayed at the police station.

Meals provided!

"Afan, someone's looking for you!"

Fatty Chen came over carrying the food.

Upon hearing this, Chen Fan quickly finished what was in his bowl and followed them to the police station lobby.

A man was already waiting there.

The man was around thirty years old, very thin, and had bruises on his face.

"Which day were you...?"

Chen Fan recognized him at a glance.

"Officer Chen, thank you for saving my son."

The man looked grateful, then glanced at Fatty Chen, who was watching the melon-eating on the side.

The latter immediately understood and turned to leave.

"Don't be so polite. Did you come to see me for something?"

Seeing this, Chen Fan couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

The man lowered his voice: "That shipment is very complicated. Hongtai Artillery is just the apparent buyer. One branch of his couldn't possibly handle that much. There's a high possibility that someone is supporting them behind the scenes."

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and words kept appearing in his pupils.

[New Quest Triggered]

[D-grade Mystery]

The whereabouts of Hong Tai's missing drugs are unknown, and artillery is frantically searching for them. He also has supporters whose identities are unknown.

Mission Objective: Locate the shipment and bring the artillery to justice.

[Additional Objective: Find out who's behind this]

[Success Reward: 200 Sin Points, 2 Free Attribute Point.]

[Failure Penalty: The host's reward for the next mission will be reduced by 50%.]

Chen Fan first glanced at the penalty for failure, then focused his attention on the reward.

Two points of freedom are enough to greatly improve his physique, not to mention the 200 points of sin value.

The system store refreshes weekly, and he'll be able to see new products in two days; he's been looking forward to it for a long time.

Do you have any leads on that shipment?

"no."

The man shook his head. "But the goods were eventually lost in Temple Street. I was stupid to believe Zhou Wen's lies."

Temple Street?

Chen Fan's heart skipped a beat. "I understand. Be careful lately. The cannons won't dare to do anything to me, but they won't let you off the hook."

"Thank you, Officer Chen. I'll be careful."

The man smiled and said, "After what happened last time, I sent the child away. As for myself, I'm just a worthless life, it doesn't matter whether I live or die."

"Don't say that."

Chen Fan patted him on the shoulder: "I happen to need an informant, come and help me with the work."

These days, Hong Kong police keep informants in order to keep track of the movements of gangsters, paying them for information.

The relationship between the two parties is a mixture of cooperation and coercion.

It's the kind of thing you use and then throw away, not caring whether it lives or dies.

"If anyone else said that, I would definitely spit in their face, but Officer Chen, you saved me and my son. If anything happens in the future, I, Da Tou, will definitely help without hesitation."

The man patted his chest and said.

"It's not that serious, you should go back and recover."

Chen Fan patted him on the shoulder.

"kindness."

Big Head nodded emphatically, then hunched over and left the police station.

He walked with a slight limp in his left leg; it's unclear whether it was from the beating he received that night.

"Don't believe everything that scoundrel says."

Uncle Li came over and said, "Afan, don't let him fool you."

"Don't worry, I know."

Chen Fan nodded, then added, "By the way, Uncle Li, let's continue our night patrol together tonight."

Uncle Li was taken aback.

Senior officers no longer need to patrol the streets like their subordinates. Unless something happens, they can usually just sit in the duty room and make decisions.

"Afan, are you serious?"

"Of course, I'm not familiar with this area, so if something goes wrong, I'll inevitably be flustered."

Chen Fan certainly wouldn't refuse such a blessing, but the probability of encountering crime outside is greater, making it easier to accumulate sin points.

"Okay, I'll call you tonight."

Uncle Li was touched, thinking that this was someone taking care of him.

Just as the two finished speaking, Lin Yaohui was summoned by the police chief again on the second floor of the police station.

Not long after, a string of curses erupted from inside.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs was very dissatisfied with his behavior, while Chen Fan performed very well. The difference between the two became apparent when they were compared.

Liang Deming was criticized over the phone several times, so it's no wonder he was angry.