Chapter 470 (2/2)

In half an hour.

Zhou Huabiao came to the Chief Superintendent's office and knocked on the door.

Zhuang Shikai turned over the document without raising his head: ”come in”

Wearing a white uniform, Zhou Huabiao walked slowly into the office and swaggered, ”Zhuang sir.”

”Where's my gun?”

Zhuang Shikai looked stunned, raised his head and asked, ”didn't you find it in Dafei's arms?”

”No!” Uncle Biao lifted his clothes and patted the gun bag. The gun bag was empty.

His expression was anxious: ”return my gun quickly!”

”All right!” Zhuang Shikai nodded, opened the drawer, took out a black police gun in the drawer and patted it on the table: ”take it away!”

”By the way, see if the number is right!”

Uncle Biao stepped forward and picked up the police gun.

Originally, he looked suspicious, but at the moment when he grabbed the police gun with his hand, his face suddenly changed and shouted, ”isn't it? Ah sir! ”

”You fooled me with a water gun!”

”Squeak!” When he pulled the trigger, a thin and pure flowing water shot out, and fell weakly to the ground. A complete arc did not form, but wet uncle Biao's pants.

There was an obvious water stain on his crotch, and his face was disgusted.

Obviously, Zhuang Sir was on guard against him and did not fill the water gun with ”bullets” to avoid suffering.

At this time, Zhuang Sir said with a smile: ”police guns and water guns are guns! You won't shoot anyway! ”

”The same...”

According to the confession of ”Dafei”, uncle Biao's gun has already been uploaded.

At least it has been sent to Johnny Wang.

I don't know if it's better.

Anyway, I won't get it back for a while and a half.

What's more, the bait sent out, the tighter the other party bites, the better. The target wants to bite the bait. There's no reason to stop it.

Therefore, Zhuang Sir specially ordered a water gun, 100% engraved, and temporarily let uncle Biao top it first.

”Isn't it?”

”Mine is a kind gun.”

Uncle Biao sighed.

Zhuang Sir nodded: ”yes!”

”Is there a better gun than a water gun?”

”It's the real good gun!”

”Besides, as like as two peas, it is exactly the same as the real gun... If you don't shoot! Don't never know if it's a water gun! ”

What Zhuang Shikai said is orderly and reasonable. It sounds very reasonable.

Uncle Biao couldn't stand it, sir. He looked at it with a water gun in both hands. With a long sigh, he inserted it into the gun bag at his waist, and then carefully pressed the bag buckle: ”just the water gun.”

”Look as like as two peas in the same number.”

”Alas Uncle Biao's expression was complex: ”my poor good gun turned into Schrodinger's gun in the twinkling of an eye.”

Uncle Biao's equipment column: good gun. Purple (missing status), Schrodinger's gun. Whiteboard (newly obtained).

Zhuang Shikai raised his head: ”you asked me for a broken gun?”

Uncle Biao shook his head: ”a Xing is looking for you at the door.”

Zhuang Shikai frowned, ”is he alone?”

”Well! Just him! ” Uncle Biao replied loudly.

Zhuang Shikai loosened his brow and breathed out: ”it seems that he is not so ignorant...”

Zhuang Shikai waved his hand: ”tell him! I've finished the promotion and reinstatement of the two of them. I'll send the documents to them soon. Let him go home and wait! ”

Sir Zhuang still has several official affairs to deal with. He doesn't want to waste any more time on what has been done.

Zhou Huabiao nodded clearly: ”yes! Sir! ”

”Dada dada.” Then Zhou Huabiao turned and left the office, came to the corner of the corridor, lifted his belt, straightened his belly, took a water gun around his waist and said, ”a Xing! Master Zhuang has no time to see you! Go home and stay! ”

”About your promotion, Zhuang Sir has finished, and will send someone to send the documents to you two as soon as possible...”

Although uncle Biao doesn't know why there are two people and who another person is, he just conveys one meaning, that is ”flash away”

Zhou Xingxing raised his eyebrows, glanced playfully at Uncle Biao's crotch, smiled and said, ”Uncle Biao!”

”Why did you pee your pants?”

Uncle Biao's eyelids jumped wildly, pulled out his pistol, quickly pointed to Zhou Xingxing and shouted, ”Zhou Xingxing! You and my bitch again? Believe it or not? ”

Zhou Xingxing looked at the muzzle of the gun and suddenly changed his look. He ran down the stairs and shouted, ”Sir, kill! Sir, kill! Sir, I want to kill people by peeing my pants... ”

Zhou Huabiao looked at Zhou Xingxing's back, and his expression was blue and purple. Finally, he put away the pistol, watched the pistol repeatedly, and said, ”this Schrodinger's gun is still very good?”

Of course, if you don't shoot!

You don't shoot.

People will never know whether your gun is a water gun or a real gun.

……

same evening.

half past seven.

”Dada dada.”

He Min came out wearing white shirts and two black shirts.

She came to the door of a residential house in Kowloon District, pressed the retro doorbell and made a special trip to make up lessons for the students.

Zhuang Sir is driving a Pingzhi sports car and humming a tune. There are two documents in the driver's seat. The documents are held in a yellow cowhide bag, and the weight is a little heavy.

Zhou Xingxing and Cao Dahua hid in a room and pushed each other. They didn't know what they were doing.