"Haha." Jiang Lang smiled, "I hate origami cranes the most since I was a child."

Liu Jianming was a little surprised and looked at him intently, looking forward to his further explanation.

Jiang Lang's eyes were stumbled on the colorful paper cranes, with a terrible look on his face, and suddenly said, "But every time I kill someone, I will break a paper crane."

Liu Jianming was stunned, a little surprised, because there were really many paper cranes hanging on fishing lines, and at least the fingers of his left and right hands had died.

Liu Jianming: "I see that the paper cranes here have many different colors, red, black, blue, and green. Can you explain what different colors mean?"

"Black represents people in the underworld, red represents people with great sins, blue is the scum among the police, green... is the innocent." When talking about green, Jiang Lang's expression was a little sad.

There is only one green paper crane, so it is proved that it should be the innocent melon-eating crowd who was killed by him, and there is only one blue paper crane. Liu Jianming has reason to guess that this blue paper crane represents Ji Shaoqun who was killed by him.

"Why? Can you tell me the reason?" Liu Jianming looked at his eyes and asked. Although Jiang Lang's methods were a little too extreme, based on his understanding of him, he must not be a "bad person".

Jiang Lang: "There are many things in this world that cannot be asked why. Why do police enter private houses and need search warrants but do not need to be thieves? Why do police have to write detailed reports when shooting, but do not need to write reports? Why do we have to prove that the thieves are guilty and sentence them to jail without proving that they are not guilty? Why, police officer!"

Liu Jianming nodded. The question mentioned by Jiang Lang was very profound and could not answer for a while. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly asked, "Then if you die, who will help you origami crane?"

Jiang Lang was silent...

After a moment, he lowered his head.

Liu Jianming asked: "Whose undercover are you?"

Jiang Lang shook his head without answering.

"Then you have to tell me your mission? Otherwise, how can I help you? The Ji Shaoqun you killed is a senior inspector, you know the seriousness yourself. The case is now in my hands. Do you want me to catch you back, or do you want me to do it?" Liu Jianming himself had been an undercover agent, and he was also an ace undercover agent. Whether Jiang Lang was an undercover agent, after such a long time of fighting, it can be concluded.

As an undercover agent, Jiang Lang committed an undercover act in violation of the undercover regulations, but when Liu Jianming was an undercover agent, he killed more people than him. During the Battle of Guangtai Island Expedition Wharf, he broke into Xiao Wang's nest alone and killed thirty or forty people, not including a series of subsequent actions, and he had no right to tell him the truth about the Virgin.

Jiang Lang lowered his head and pondered for a moment, knowing that Chief Liu is a very principled person. If he insisted on arresting him, he had no choice but to beat him. It would be impossible for him to beat him.

Anyone who has followed Liu Jianming has seen his courage. No one is his opponent, no one is his opponent, whether it is a one-on-one fight or a group fight.

Jiang Lang was very helpless and could only admit: "I am indeed an undercover agent. My mission is to gain Uncle Hai's trust, find out the location of his arsenal, and try to disintegrate the entire arms group."

Liu Jianming: "I don't know who your handler (undercover liaison officer) is, but our goals are the same. I am now the general inspector of O'Chief, and the one who is responsible for the arms case you are working on. We cooperate with each other, you can also complete your task, I can also solve the case, kill two birds with one stone, and there is no principle to the left. Why not join forces together?"

Jiang Lang thought about it carefully and thought it made sense. Moreover, Liu Jianming was his former commander, so there would be no problem with his character. He was a trustworthy partner.

"Okay," Jiang Lang finally compromised, and asked with some concern again: "Then...Captain Liu, aren't you going to arrest me back?"

"Haha." Liu Jianming smiled, "If I really plan to arrest you, may I be the only one who comes?"

Jiang Lang scratched his head embarrassedly. Everyone was a policeman, so he naturally knew the police's way of handling the case. If he really wanted to arrest him, then it would be the siren that kept ringing and rushed forward.

Liu Jianming: "Don't worry, Ji Shaoqun's scum is not worth mercy, and you don't have any mistakes when you kill him. I have also been an undercover agent, and of course I know the helplessness of being an undercover agent. As long as you help me with this, I will turn a blind eye. If your handler doesn't pursue you, I will not ask. Where will you start a new life after the matter is completed, I will only bless you."

"Okay, I believe in you." Jiang Lang nodded.

Liu Jianming sat side by side, "Can you talk to me about your affairs? Why did he get transferred from the anti-black group here to be an undercover agent?"

Because being an undercover really tests a person's spirit. He not only has to face vicious criminals, but also his former colleagues. That kind of spiritual test is really not something that ordinary people can tolerate. If you have a choice, most people are unwilling to be an undercover agent.

Of course, undercover agents also have benefits. After reinstatement, they are generally promoted quickly, which is considered a compensation for undercover agents by superiors.

Jiang Lang sighed and said: "Actually, I have long thought of being an undercover agent. My best brother died when he was an undercover investigation of the arms case. At that time, I vowed to avenge him and completely solve the arms case. But I had no chance to fight against the gang. Later, my handler found me and wanted me to be an undercover agent to continue to complete the unfinished tasks of my best brother, so I agreed."

"So that's it." Liu Jianming finally understood that hatred could make a person abandon everything and become an undercover agent.

"Sir Liu..." Jiang Lang was about to speak...

Sudden--

Liu Jianming raised his hand, made a gesture of silence, and whispered: "Someone is here."

Jiang Lang felt a little, and immediately felt someone boarding the yacht, and there were more than one person.

Liu Jianming immediately handed the pistol in his hand to Jiang Lang: "Hold it!"

Because I did not notify others, my colleagues would not come. And there must not be too many people who know Jiang Lang’s address. Now that so many people are coming, it must be that the visitors are not kind.

"You can use it." Jiang Lang did not take the pistol handed over by Liu Jianming, and explained: "Your police gun is not suitable for use here. If you check it, you may get into trouble. My guns are all black guns. You can use them with confidence and boldness, as they cannot be found on them."

Jiang Lang was rightly worried. Police guns cannot be used randomly. Every bullet has been recorded. It was found that Liu Jianming's police gun had been fired here, so some things cannot be explained at all.
Chapter completed!