Hong Kong variety show, I am a charming cop.

Chapter 278 Cao Dahua

Li Jian stopped and smiled. "Cindy, is there something you need?"

Cindy, slightly out of breath, patted her heaving chest and said, "Teacher, do you still remember my name?"

Li Jian laughed and said, "Of course, Cindy is so beautiful and actively answers questions in class, it's hard to forget her."

Upon hearing this, Cindy's pretty face flushed slightly.

Cindy mustered her courage and said, "Teacher, this is the first time you've praised me. May I ask you questions privately in the future?"

Li Jian asked with slight surprise, "What's wrong? Did you not understand any parts of the teaching videos in class?"

Those kinds of movies only have a few actors.

There's practically no plot; it's all pure, unadulterated content.

If she still can't understand this, Li Jian will have to pry open her brain to see if it's full of mush.

Cindy shook her head and said, "No, no, it's not that I didn't understand, it's, it's..."

Seeing that the other person hesitated, Li Jian pulled her to a quiet place and said understandingly, "Cindy, if you have any questions, just tell me honestly. Confucius said that one should not be ashamed to ask those who are less knowledgeable than oneself."

Although your teacher may not reach the heights of Confucius, they are still willing to be your friend. Treat them like a good friend; good friends can talk about anything.

Cindy took a deep breath and said, "Teacher, I was too embarrassed to watch it. After all, those kinds of films are too embarrassing. So I wanted to borrow it from you and take it home."

Li Jian understood; this Cindy was quite studious.

The 30 minutes in class weren't enough; I'll take it home and study it slowly.

but.

"No, this teacher can't agree to that."

Li Jian flatly refused, "Of course, it's not that the teacher doesn't trust you, it's just that this kind of educational film is not suitable for a girl like you to watch at home."

"If your parents see this, they'll come to the school and cause trouble for the teachers."

Li Jian dares to play educational videos in class because current mobile phones cannot broadcast live.

In a future era where everyone is a self-media creator, Li Jian would never dare to do such a thing.

Therefore, the dissemination of information has both advantages and disadvantages.

Cindy was a little disappointed after being rejected by Li Jian.

Not wanting to hurt her feelings, Li Jian said, "Cindy, if you really want to see it, you can come to my house to see it when you have time."

"really?"

Cindy was so happy to hear Li Jian's words that she almost jumped for joy. Her face was beaming with a bright smile and her eyes sparkled with excitement.

She leaped high like a joyful little bird, her voice clear and full of energy: "That's wonderful, teacher! I love you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly leaned close to Li Jian, stood on tiptoe, and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

In that instant, the warm and refreshing touch made Li Jian's heart skip a beat, as if an electric current was spreading from his cheek to his whole body.

Cindy, however, acted as if nothing had happened, still smiling brightly, her eyes full of innocence and joy.

Her movements were natural and unpretentious, as if it were just a way for her to express her joy, completely unaware of the impact her actions had on Li Jian.

Li Jian came to his senses, gently touched the cheek that had been kissed, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

He coughed lightly, feigning seriousness, his tone laced with a hint of teasing: "Cindy, that's an unsportsmanlike sneak attack. Be careful, or I'll deduct your participation points."

Cindy stuck out her tongue and winked playfully: "Teacher, you won't! You're so nice, you definitely won't deduct points from my score!"

Her tone carried a hint of coquetry, making it impossible to be angry.

Li Jian shook his head helplessly, but the smile in his eyes was undeniable.

He gently patted her shoulder and said in a gentle tone, "Alright, go and get ready, don't be late for class."

Cindy nodded, ran happily back to her seat, her face still beaming with that bright smile.

All three classes in the morning were packed.

Finished lunch at noon.

Li Jian was about to go back to his dormitory for a lunch break when he felt something was off as soon as he put his hand on the doorknob.

His intuition told him that someone was in the room.

His back muscles tensed instantly, and his eyes sharpened.

"Someone's here!" Alarm bells rang in Li Jian's mind. He pushed open the door abruptly, reacted swiftly, turned around, and his right hand shot out like lightning, grabbing the neck of the person hiding behind the door.

The man was clearly caught off guard by Li Jian's swift reaction. He was choked and gasped for breath, his face flushed red. He frantically grabbed Li Jian's wrists, trying to break free.

He had been holding a twig in his mouth, but it fell to the ground with a soft "thud".

Only then did Li Jian get a clear look at the other person: a middle-aged man around forty years old, with a buzz cut, a slightly overweight build, wearing a slightly worn brown cardigan, and black-rimmed glasses on his face. The eyes behind the lenses were wide open due to suffocation, filled with fear and panic.

Li Jian's eyes were cold and stern. He loosened his grip slightly, but still didn't completely let go.

He lowered his voice, a hint of threat in it, and asked, "Who are you? Why are you hiding in my room?"

The man coughed a few times, panting heavily, his voice hoarse and urgent: "Don't...don't do it! I'm...I'm one of our own, let's talk this over!"

Li Jian frowned, his gaze still wary: "One of our own? Sneaking around behind the door?"

The man quickly waved his hand, forcing an embarrassed smile: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! I just... I just didn't want anyone to see. I have the password, really!"

Li Jian stared into his eyes, trying to glean something from them.

A moment later, he released his grip, but remained in a wary posture: "Tell me, who are you? What's the password?"

The man rubbed his neck, which was red from being pinched, bent down to pick up a twig from the ground, put it in his mouth, and said with a wry smile, "Li sir, I am CID5798, Cao Dahua. Huang sir sent me to meet you."

When Li Jian heard the name "Cao Dahua," he raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He reached out and removed the black-rimmed glasses from the other person's nose, revealing a familiar yet slightly comical old face—a face that closely resembled the renowned supporting actor Ng Man-tat, with a round face that carried a hint of naivety, yet also exuded a sense of experience and cunning.

"Cao Dahua? The tiger of the Major Crimes Unit?" Li Jian's tone was slightly teasing.

Cao Dahua's right hand trembled as he said, "What tiger of the Serious Crimes Unit? I'm just a handyman. Li Sir, you are the tiger of the Serious Crimes Unit. Who in the entire Serious Crimes Unit doesn't know your reputation, Li Sir?"

Li Jian looked at the other person's trembling hands with suspicion: "If your hands are shaking, you should go home and rest. The emperor doesn't starve his soldiers."

Cao Dahua grabbed Li Jian's arm and argued, "No, it's not hand tremor, it's Parkinson's disease. I'm faking it so the school won't assign me heavy work."

"Li Sir, Huang Sir asked me to ask you, how much longer until we find that gun?"