allendalepharm Chapter 16 Guan Zu's Challenge
Chapter 16 Guan Zu's Challenge
the next day.
After waking up, Wu Fusheng contacted Huang Dahua: "Uncle, how's the case going?"
"Will there be media waiting for me at the gate when I go to work later?"
Not surprisingly.
The police force will definitely publicize this case extensively this time.
"You brat, I've applied for a few days of leave for you."
Huang Dahua said in a cheerful and relaxed tone, "The police were originally going to provide you with psychological counseling assistance, but I declined on your behalf. You don't need it."
The police force does indeed have such an aid.
Shooting and killing bandits can leave some people with psychological trauma.
It's obvious that my nephew doesn't need any guidance.
Every shot was aimed at the head, with the goal of killing with a single shot.
He felt that if the ruthless bandits hadn't died, they would have needed psychological counseling even more.
"Wow, what's going on, uncle? I really need this!"
Wu Fusheng rolled his eyes to express his dissatisfaction: "I heard that all the psychological aid workers are beautiful women with big breasts and round butts. My young heart needs their comfort."
"Shut up, you brat!"
Wong Tat-wah waved his hand: "Take a few days off and prepare well for the inspector's written test and interview."
Wu Fusheng and his team are undoubtedly the biggest contributors to this case.
Under Huang Dahua's influence, the meeting decided:
After completing his probationary supervisory internship, Wu Fusheng can be promoted smoothly as long as he passes the exam.
additional.
All of his men were promoted to senior police officers.
Wu Fusheng's team has been performing exceptionally well recently, and the police force needs to recognize such talent and use them as role models.
As for Ho Man-chan and Maggie Siu.
The two had only been promoted to police sergeant a month ago, so they were commended for their service.
Wu Fusheng raised his voice and said in a serious tone, "Thank you, Sir!"
"You brat."
Wong Tat-wah shook his head, both amused and exasperated: "Take a good look at the police regulations; they'll be on the test a lot."
hang up the phone.
He looked at Fang Jiexia: "Thank you, Superintendent Fang, for helping Ah Sheng with his publicity."
Liang Ziwei, the head of the public relations department, handled the external publicity for Wu Fusheng and his team in this case.
They even used his image in police recruitment posters.
They were very grateful for how Wu Fusheng handled the situation with Zhang Meili that night.
"That's how it should be."
Fang Jiexia appeared indifferent: "I feel that Inspector Wu should have no problem with the exam."
She was organizing the documents: "But you need to be careful during the interview, except for you."
Senior Superintendent Lee Man-bun, head of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB), and Chief Superintendent Lau Kit-fai, head of the management office, will also participate in the interviews.
"Good thing."
Aren't you worried?
"What are you worried about? Ah Sheng is so outstanding, he'll get past them easily."
Fang Jiexia closed the folder and prepared to leave: "That's true."
Huang Dahua pressed Fang Jiexia's father, Fang Shuming, for details: "How is Old Fang? Is he feeling any better?"
He had a very good personal relationship with Chief Superintendent Fong Shu-ming.
He was unwell a while ago and took a temporary leave of absence.
"That's fine then."
Fang Jiexia didn't turn her head back.
Huang Dahua muttered and shrugged, "Hey, so aloof, just like Lao Fang."
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Wu Fusheng hummed a little tune as he washed up and changed into clean clothes.
I went downstairs for brunch and was thinking about whether to ask the handsome Kwan Cho out.
They provided themselves with intelligence, which greatly improved their efficiency.
It's only right to treat them to dinner.
Just then, Guan Zu called: "Our police superstar, got some time to hang out?"
Wu Fusheng readily agreed and went to the IPSC Shooting Sports Club according to the location they provided.
Guan Zu and his team of five had been waiting for a long time.
"Ah Sheng, you've solved another case."
Guan Zu, wearing a red T-shirt and shooting gear around his waist, said, "You're famous now; I see you on the news all the time."
Wu Fusheng waved his hand reservedly, then grinned and said, "I have to thank everyone for providing me with information. We'll have a late-night snack together tonight."
"If there's a big meal to eat, of course, no problem."
Guan Zu nodded with pleasure and gestured towards the shooting range ahead: "However, everyone is eager to see it now."
Last time.
In a private room at a nightclub.
Several people questioned Wu Fusheng's abilities.
They believe.
Wu Fusheng was merely a "prestige project" put forward by the police force.
Although Guan Zu was a good friend, he also questioned Wu Fusheng's title of "Gun God".
"no problem."
Wu Fusheng noticed the skepticism of the group and nodded with pleasure.
The ways to deal with different groups are naturally different.
The best way for these rich kids to communicate is through their strength.
Only by thoroughly defeating them with superior strength will they be truly convinced.
He proactively handed over his 1911 pistol: "Have you ever handled one of these?"
Wu Fusheng held the gun in his hand and fiddled with it for a moment: "Forget it, this gun of yours has been modified, it's not suitable for me."
He reached out his hand to Zhou Su: "Use yours."
With his expertise in firearms, Wu Fusheng handled these toy guns with ease.
The popularity only fueled my interest.
did not expect.
Wu Fusheng is knowledgeable in this field?!
He was the "weapons expert" among them, and he knew a lot about firearms.
The guns modified by Huobao are famous in the club.
Guan Zu became even more interested and was eager to try.
He was ranked in the top three at the club.
They once achieved the club's best result, and no one has broken that record yet.
I don't know which big mouth it was, but someone passing by overheard that Guan Zu was going to have a match with Wu Fusheng.
He immediately spread the word, which immediately attracted the attention of other club members.
Someone actually challenged Guan Zu, who is ranked among the top three in the club?
Everyone was eager to see what the competition was like and witness Guan Zu's strength firsthand.
"Let them go."
Guan Zu instructed the club manager to prevent these people from gathering around.
He was full of confidence, believing that he would definitely outperform Wu Fusheng with overwhelming results.
Ah Sheng was, after all, his good brother.
At that time.
If they recognize Wu Fusheng as the rising star of the police force, as advertised by the police.
If people spread rumors, wouldn't that make Wu Fusheng lose face?
"It's alright, it's just a friendly spar."
Wu Fusheng didn't seem to care: "Since it's a competition, there will definitely be rankings."
Guan Zu's team members all have powerful backgrounds, and Wu Fusheng is determined to win them over.
He's determined to take over this team; not even Jesus could stop him!
When Guan Zu heard Wu Fusheng say this, he felt that it was a provocation from Wu Fusheng.
His desire to win intensified: "Have you thought it through?"
"Um."
After Wu Fusheng changed into his gear, the manager began to briefly explain the rules.
The three elements of IPSC are:
DVC.
Accuracy, firepower, speed.
The competitors need to find a balance among the three.
A weakness in any one area can affect the final score.
The game consists of three scenarios:
Standing still tests basic shooting skills.
Mobile shooting tests comprehensive abilities.
Long-distance travel tests physical strength and endurance.
The scoring rules are also very simple.
A paper target has three areas, A, C, and D, which correspond to 5, 3, and 1 points respectively.
Each paper target must have two bullet holes, and the results of the two highest-scoring shots are taken.
The steel target, which needs to be knocked down to score five points, is a key tool for mobile shooting.
The hostage targets have red marked areas where shooting is prohibited, testing accuracy and judgment.
Wu Fusheng had never played this before. After briefly learning the rules, the two entered the shooting area.
"You go first?" Guan Zu asked Wu Fusheng.
Let my good brother go first, then I can control the score and prevent Wu Fusheng from losing completely.
Wu Fusheng shrugged: "You go first."
That's what he thought too.
Once you get Guan Zu's score, you can control yourself a bit so that A Zu doesn't lose too badly.
Guan Zu's competitive spirit was ignited, and he no longer held back his politeness towards Wu Fusheng.
He couldn't wait to show off his skills in front of this sharpshooting expert in the police force.