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Starting from the second shot, Zhang Qiu gradually found his rhythm, and his body adapted to the recoil of the handgun. After firing three consecutive shots, Zhang Qiu paused for a moment. Wang Hailong squinted and smiled, "Not bad, not bad. You really should consider my suggestion."
"What suggestion?" Zhang Qiu was momentarily taken aback.
"To become an honorable People's Police officer."
"That path isn't suitable for me."
"Heh, you're only eighteen. Are you so sure about your path already?"
"True, I'm eighteen, but what I've experienced isn't something an eighteen-year-old should go through."
Wang Hailong was at a loss for words; he understood what Zhang Qiu had been through. If it weren't for his good luck, he wouldn't have the current outcome. Wang Hailong changed the subject, saying, "Let's continue practicing. We need to finish off these two boxes of bullets this morning."
"Finish both boxes? Isn't that a bit extravagant?"
Zhang Qiu was surprised. Was it really acceptable for a non-police officer to use up two full boxes of bullets? Or was it just practice shooting?
"You think it's extravagant?" Wang Hailong laughed. "Let me tell you, two boxes today, two more tomorrow. Just go all out."
Zhang Qiu was completely stunned and couldn't help but marvel at the police's generous approach to this matter. Wang Hailong explained, "The bullets you're using are almost expired. Even if you don't use them, they'll be destroyed. So consider yourself lucky—shoot as much as you want. Once this opportunity is gone, it won't come back."
"I see. Then I won't hold back."
Zhang Qiu loaded the gun and continued shooting, his accuracy improving with each shot and his speed of reloading increasing as well. Wang Hailong watched from the side, deeply impressed by Zhang Qiu's potential.
A box of bullets ran low, and Zhang Qiu put down the gun in his hand. Wang Hailong sat nearby, and upon hearing the gunfire stop, he looked up and asked, "What's wrong? Are you done shooting?"
"There's still one more box."
"Keep shooting then."
"Can I switch to another gun?"
"Aren't there three on the table?"
"I mean, can I switch to a different model, like the Type 95 automatic rifle?"
"Hahaha," Wang Hailong laughed heartily, "You wish! You want to shoot the Type 95? I haven't even handled that one much. Just stick to the Type 92 and practice honestly. Once you've improved, I'll let you try it out."
"Alright." Zhang Qiu was not disappointed; having two full boxes of golden bullets to work with was already satisfying. Soon, the sound of gunfire rang out again.
As noon approached, Wang Hailong got up from his seat and picked up a handgun. "How about a little competition?"
"Sure."
"You really are fearless like a newborn calf."
"No, I was born a tiger."
"That's the spirit! Let's go."
Wang Hailong was impressed by Zhang Qiu's response. He picked up his gun and fired rapidly, hitting the circular target fifty meters away with fifteen holes clustered tightly around the ten-ring. Wang Hailong confidently looked at Zhang Qiu, using his gaze in place of words.
Zhang Qiu showed no fear as he raised his gun and fired, unleashing all fifteen rounds. Although he was a bit slower in speed, his accuracy was impressive for someone handling a firearm for the first time.
Wang Hailong walked over and patted Zhang Qiu on the shoulder, encouraging him, "Well done! I'll let Director He know about your efforts."
Zhang Qiu nodded, and Wang Hailong added, "Let's go return the guns and not trouble them any further."
Zhang Qiu and Wang Hailong each carried a box toward the warehouse. The Keeper politely accepted the boxes and exchanged some pleasantries. Wang Hailong chuckled, "No need to be so formal; we might need to come back for these."
"Welcome, welcome! After all, we are all from brother departments, contributing to our country," the Keeper replied.
Once they got into the car, Zhang Qiu remarked with a smile, "That guy is quite interesting. You rarely hear anyone talking about serving the country these days."
"That's because your environment is different. If you were in an administrative agency, you'd hear it all the time," Wang Hailong explained.
"Is it really that amazing?"
"Amazing?" Wang Hailong glanced at Zhang Qiu. "Yes, it really is that amazing."
Zhang Qiu couldn't imagine life in another tier of society, nor did he want to think about it; he was still savoring the thrill of shooting. When he returned to school that afternoon—or rather, back to White Day Fire at noon—he could boast about it. What boy doesn't like guns? Few could say they had such a thrilling experience.
"Strange, it seems someone is following us."
Wang Hailong frowned as he stared into the rearview mirror. Based on his years of criminal investigation experience, he was certain they were being followed. What was odd was that someone would dare to follow a police officer—did they have a death wish?
Zhang Qiu, who had been quietly reminiscing beside him, immediately perked up upon hearing Wang Hailong's muttering. He looked into the rearview mirror and indeed saw a Jinbei Van trailing them from a distance. As Wang Hailong turned onto another road, the Jinbei Van quickly followed suit, proving difficult to shake off. Seeing Zhang Qiu's alarmed expression, Wang Hailong reassured him with a laugh, "Don't worry! You're in a police car; sitting here means you're under the protection of the state. Who would dare mess with us? But I can't understand why someone would have nothing better to do than follow me."
"No, no, no, the ones who are following you are not you, but me."
This time it was Wang Hailong who was surprised. With Zhang Qiu saying this, everything made sense. Who would casually follow a police car? Their target was not themselves, but this Zhang Qiu, who had never settled down. Wang Hailong asked, "Who did you offend this time?"
"I don't know."
"Think carefully about who you might have offended. Anyone bold enough to follow a police car is definitely not an ordinary person."
"I really don't know. I went to Beijing last week, and someone followed me there. When I returned, someone kept following me back to the city. So, I suspect it might be them. But I have no idea who they are."
Zhang Qiu deliberately omitted the part about the car chase and gunfight; if he were to mention that, it would likely bring him endless trouble.
"Do you know why they are following you?"
Zhang Qiu took out the white tiger pendant he wore around his neck and said, "Because of this. In Beijing, I had a brief encounter with them, and they wanted me to hand over this jade pendant. However, at that time, I was wearing another piece of jewelry. When they saw that I wasn't wearing it, they left. During my return to the city, someone kept following me. So I can only guess that these people are still after me."
"So all along you have no idea who they are, right?" Wang Hailong, who worked in criminal investigation, showed great interest in this matter. The fact that they were following a Public Security Bureau vehicle was a significant provocation.
"I don't know who these people are or what they want; I am completely in the dark."
Wang Hailong pointed out sharply, "But you know their purpose."
"That's true; their purpose is very clear."
"Then may I ask where your jade pendant comes from?"
"The origin of this jade pendant is actually quite simple; it is a family heirloom. I don't know from which generation it started; it has been passed down through generations. I only received it from my father this year. I never expected something like this would happen."
"Is it really that simple?"
Wang Hailong's meticulous mind began to work; he couldn't believe it would be this easy. Since the other party valued this jade pendant so much, it must have some significance that warranted all their effort.
"I also think it's not simple. Perhaps this jade pendant has some secrets, but I might not know as much as they do," Zhang Qiu pondered, deciding to keep the family mission to himself. This kind of thing wasn't suitable to share with the police. Moreover, even if he told them, would they believe him? Would he have to convince them that there once was a war between gods and humans on Earth and that disasters would occur in the future? It would be strange if he wasn't accused of spreading rumors.
"You really don't know?" Wang Hailong asked cautiously.
"I truly don't know."
Zhang Qiu appeared confused, but Wang Hailong still didn't fully believe him. From Wang Hailong's experience, it was very likely that Zhang Qiu was aware of something but couldn't disclose it for some reason. Wang Hailong added, "I need to report this to Director He."
"That's fine. Also, can I apply for police protection?"
"When a lawful citizen's life is threatened, they can apply for protection."
"Then I will apply for police protection."
Wang Hailong replied, "But you can't apply."
"Why not?"
"Because there is no clear evidence indicating that your life is in danger."
Zhang Qiu pointed at the Jinbei Van following them and shouted, "Isn't that clear evidence?"
"That doesn't prove anything. If a mere suspicion could get the police to provide protection, then we wouldn't need to do anything else; we might as well become full-time bodyguards."
"Alright, then forget it."
Actually, Zhang Qiu never thought about having the police protect him; he was just afraid that Wang Hailong would suspect him of doing it on purpose. Wang Hailong's refusal didn't affect him much; if he wanted to protect himself, he had to rely on himself.
Wang Hailong kept observing the white van following behind and picked up the radio to contact his colleagues in Beilan County. Since the county established a civilized city, Director He had taken bold steps to improve public security, deploying police forces at the highway entrance to assist the highway patrol in handling law enforcement.
"Li, help me contact the personnel on duty at the highway entrance today."
In an office of the Beilan County Public Security Bureau, Li received Captain Wang's order and immediately checked who was assigned to duty at the highway entrance. Moments later, Wang Hailong learned that he had reached the on-duty police officer at the highway entrance.
"This is Captain Wang Hailong from the County Public Security Bureau Criminal Police Team. I am currently driving a police vehicle with license plate h·sj469 and expect to arrive at the Beilan County highway exit in about forty minutes. Behind my vehicle, there is a white Jinbei Van with license plate h·jk115. When the suspect vehicle reaches the highway exit, you must stop it. Additionally, I suspect that the license plate may be fake; you can check that first."
"Understood!"
A firm response came through the radio.
After deploying the police forces, Wang Hailong looked at the Jinbei Van behind him and revealed a victorious smile, slowly saying, "No matter who you are, daring to follow a police officer is like charging straight into gunfire!"
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