Even if there weren’t any, in the mixed-up world of Hong Kong movies, it’s perfectly reasonable and logical for a few zombies and Taoist priests to show up.

If you can’t even understand it, there’s no point trying to figure it out. The only thing Jack Linton did with the system was browse the store. Unfortunately, he was strapped for cash—he kept his 100 points of funds just in case, so he just browsed and didn’t buy anything.

……

Two days later, after work, Jack Linton came home and found the idle David Carter in the yard playing with birds, a stick in his mouth pretending to be a cigar, humming some random little tune.

To say David Carter was neglecting his duties would be unfair—he’d been an undercover cop for over twenty years, and there weren’t many people more dedicated than him.

But then again, being an undercover for over twenty years—wasn’t that a bit lacking in ambition?

As for Jack Linton’s job, he’d been hired by a decorating company and was currently a junior office clerk.

The job was easy, the pay was good, there was no probation period, he could get an advance on his salary, and it was close to home.

The reason Jack Linton landed such a good job wasn’t because his diploma was impressive. Compared to other experienced candidates, he had only one advantage.

He was good-looking.

The interview went smoothly—before he even spoke, the interviewer had already decided, telling the rest of the candidates they could leave.

That’s what it means to win at the starting line.

“Ah Jie, how was work today? Are you getting used to it?”

“It’s fine.”

“So, did any female bosses harass you? If so, send them my way, I’m not afraid.”

“Uncle Da, my boss is a man.”

“Ah, then let him come after you—I’m not up for it!”

“……”

“Just kidding, trying to lighten the mood.”

David Carter put down the birdcage and came over. “Ah Jie, now that your job is stable, have you thought about moving out?”

“Uncle Da, are you getting married?”

“I wish…”

David Carter muttered, then brought out his prepared excuse: “Here’s the thing, another lonely distant relative is coming to stay. He’s studying at Edinburgh Secondary School. I’m worried you might not get along with him.”

“Your distant relative is my distant relative too… By the way, Uncle Da, what’s his name, who are his parents, and where did he live before?” Jack Linton asked.

“What’s this, Inspector Liao, are you investigating?”

“I’m just helping you check, so you don’t get scammed.”

“Please, who could scam me…”

David Carter took the chance to change the subject, only mentioning that the distant relative’s name was Steven Clark, and was vague about the rest, quickly dropping the topic.

His job was undercover—one of the most dangerous jobs out there. He didn’t want to drag Jack Linton into it, in case there’d be no one left to burn paper offerings for him during the holidays.

……

Steven Clark, a member of the Flying Tigers, tough and brave with a strong sense of justice, nicknamed “the Flying Tigers’ number one killer.”

But in his superiors’ eyes, he was a troublemaker—often acting on his own and ignoring orders, and he’d failed promotion assessments multiple times due to poor command decisions.

Steven Clark was completely unaware of this, lamenting that while there were many fine horses, there were few who could recognize them. He had great ambitions but no one to appreciate him.

Finally, one day, someone who appreciated him appeared.

His superior met with Steven Clark alone and assigned him to go undercover at Edinburgh Secondary School to investigate a missing gun case.

The gun in question belonged to the superior himself. After some students visited the police station, his beloved gun mysteriously disappeared. The suspect had to be one of the students.

So, Steven Clark was forced to pose as a student, trudging into the hell known as “Edinburgh.”

The place was full of evil, with teachers and students alike being devils, tormenting his young and innocent heart at every turn.

Luckily, there was a beautiful female counselor. The moment Steven Clark saw her, he knew he was attracted to her. Weighing the pros and cons, he decided to hold back for now.

Meanwhile, after waiting a long time, David Carter met up with Steven Clark, exchanged code words, and confirmed they were on the same side.

David Carter had arrived earlier than Steven Clark, posing as a janitor with Parkinson’s disease, from a once-wealthy family now fallen on hard times, forced to work at his age.

The backstory was detailed and well-rounded—David Carter made it up himself. This way, he could win sympathy and avoid doing hard labor.

After meeting, David Carter briefly shared the intel he’d gathered recently, saying they’d discuss the details at home that night.

The higher-ups had instructed that during the mission, Steven Clark would stay at his place.

“Officer Zhou, I have a nephew at home. He doesn’t know I’m undercover, so please help me keep it a secret.”

“Whatever, it’s fine!”

“Officer Zhou, it’s not fine!”

David Carter quickly said, “Ah Jie is good-looking and smart. If you’re too casual, you’ll blow your cover.”

“Really? Better looking than me?”

“Yeah.”

“Come on, I have to see just how good-looking he is!”

Chapter 3: If There’s Yu, Why Is There Liang

“Ah Jie, this is Steven Clark. Just call him Ah Xing, you’re relatives, so get to know each other.”

“Ah Xing, this is your cousin Jack Linton. What are you standing there for? Hurry up and greet Brother Jie!”

“Jie… ge… hello…”