"Hong Jipeng, what are you going to do, you bastard?" Looking at Huang Tiannuo who was covered in bombs, Cao Dahua asked Hong Jipeng on the phone.
"Didn't I say that it's a gift for Sir Lei? Since Sir Lei is not here, you can accept it for me." Hong Jipeng on the other end of the phone chuckled.
"You are provoking this, provoking the police force, Hong Jipeng, to tell you the truth, that bastard Lei Weidong doesn't pay attention to you at all. He is just using the Red Cross Tunnel to make money and annex Yan Guorong's industry.
If it is done, it will not only save your life, but also give you some money for retirement, but if you do this, it is equivalent to slapping Lei Weidong in the face, and he will not let you go. "
Looking at Huang Tiannuo on the screen with a dead look on his face and no hope of survival, Cao Dahua used Lei Weidong to suppress Hong Jipeng, "If you are smart, just defuse the bomb on the policeman, otherwise the Hong Kong Governor will not be able to save you. "
"You don't need me to defuse it. Don't you have a bomb disposal expert named Zhang Zaishan over there? Just let him defuse it. As for Lei Weidong's threat, hey, if the police can be relied on, sows will climb trees. This The world still has to rely on itself.”
When talking to Lei Weidong, Hong Jipeng was at a disadvantage, but when facing Cao Dahua, he was very confident. Even if Cao Dahua was the police chief, he was not afraid. He hung up the phone after a few words.
Then he looked at the situation outside the tunnel with a relaxed expression. As he expected, Zhang Zaishan had already rushed out of the crowd.
"I am Zhang Zaishan from the Explosive Ordnance Disposal Division, all the guys stand back twenty meters, don't move, raise your hands." Zhang Zaishan shouted loudly as he ran.
After hearing Zhang Zaishan's words, the police on the front line immediately stepped back twenty meters to leave a sufficient safe distance for Zhang Zaishan.
"I am Huang Tiannuo from the Anti-Gangster Unit of Wan Chai Police Station, police number UI19472. There is a bomb on me, which was installed by a man named Hong Jipeng." Huang Tiannuo raised his hands and said loudly.
"Hong Jipeng's handiwork!" Upon hearing this, Zhang Zaishan immediately took a closer look at the bomb on Huang Tiannuo's body, took a breath, and said,
"The bomb on your body is very complicated. There are four groups of explosives and sixteen different combinations. That means that if I want to dismantle it, every strip must be cut correctly."
Zhang Zaishan's words frightened Huang Tiannuo so much that he turned pale. He suppressed his composure and asked, "Officer Zhang, are you sure?"
"The timer hasn't started yet. If you give me enough time, I'm 50% sure." Zhang Zaishan took Huang Tiannuo's ID in his hand and said, "I'll hold this for you and return it to you after the bomb is defused." .”
"Explosion Disposal Division, support Officer Zhang." Superintendent Jiang was so familiar with Zhang Zaishan that he knew what he meant just by looking at his eyes. He took the walkie-talkie and ordered his colleagues from the Explosion Division to support Zhang Zaishan.
"You stay here." A Bin told the others not to move, and he ran up quickly carrying the tool box.
"Officer Zhang, are you sorry?" Huang Tiannuo couldn't help but ask as he watched Zhang Zaishan holding the tool and preparing to cut the thread.
Although he is not a police officer in the Explosives Division, Huang Tiannuo also has some understanding of the bomb disposal industry and knows that bomb disposal requires luck in addition to skill.
It's just that bomb disposal is not like buying a lottery ticket. There is no chance to buy a second time. As long as you are unfaithful once, you will be completely thrown out, and the menu on your body has to be cut 8 times. This makes Huang Tiannuo extremely desperate. The chance of success is too small.
"I'm going to start, don't move." Zhang Zaishan said after carefully analyzing the bomb's route.
"Um!"
Huang Tiannuo nodded and closed his eyes. He felt dizzy, and a few seconds seemed like a lifetime.
It's not that Huang Tiannuo is a coward.
But there is great terror between life and death. Not to mention young people like Huang Tiannuo, even monks who have seen through everything will have their legs and feet become weak at this time.
Cut--!
Zhang Zaishan was lucky enough to find the right first thread.
Huang Tiannuo, whose heart was beating violently, felt a little more relaxed.
"Yes, keep calm, let's continue." In response to Huang Tiannuo's reaction, Zhang Zaishan nodded and began to search for the second thread.
"My dad taught me not to be afraid of anything. He is also a policeman, so I have no fear of anything. No matter how big the danger is, it will be over once I endure it."
Huang Tiannuo, who was covered in cold sweat, said loudly.
"Um!"
Zhang Zaishan nodded, bang, another thread was cut. Fortunately, he found the right one this time.
Just when he calmed down and got ready.
Hong Jipeng, who saw all this in the tunnel, took out the remote control and pressed it lightly.
The timer on Huang Tiannuo started.
What's even more frightening is that the countdown is only two minutes.
"Officer Zhang, it's started." A Bin found out that the timer had started and immediately informed Zhang Zaishan.
"Only two minutes, there are still six lines." Looking at the number on the timer, Zhang Zaishan glanced at the tunnel with a livid face. Needless to say, it must be that bastard Hong Jipeng who deliberately made it more difficult for him. He never thought about it. Let Huang Tiannuo live.
It would be impossible to defuse such a complicated bomb in two minutes.
"Abin, let everyone retreat fifty meters." Looking at the decreasing numbers, Zhang Zaishan ordered.
"Officer Zhang, time..."
Hearing that Zhang Zaishan asked him to retreat fifty meters away, A Bin knew what he meant. He wanted to take advantage of the last opportunity and couldn't help but persuade him.
"Back fifty meters, don't you hear me?" Zhang Zaishan, who was busy removing the stitches, had no time to talk nonsense and shouted directly.
"clear!"
A Bin was not a chirping boy, nor did he talk nonsense. He turned around and wanted to run back. As he ran, he shouted loudly, "Everyone back fifty meters, everyone back fifty meters. Quick, quick!"
"What can I help you with? Can I just stand or..." Huang Tiannuo is not an idiot who doesn't know anything. Looking at Zhang Zaishan and asking people to retreat, he knows that things are in trouble, and he is very likely to...
The strong desire to survive made him somewhat incoherent.
"Officer Zhang, let's go quickly, we don't have time."
Seeing that there was not much time left, Zhang Zaishan was still busy cutting the wires. A Bin, who had retreated to a safe area, couldn't help but shouted loudly, asking him to retreat quickly.
"How much longer... can I still..." Huang Tiannuo broke out in cold sweat, and he was so desperate that he could no longer stand still.
"There's no hope!" Zhang Zaishan listened as he saw that there was only one minute left and he still had five lines to cut, knowing that it would be too late no matter what.
Facing Huang Tiannuo's request for help, Zhang Zaishan comforted him in pain,
"I'm sorry, Officer Huang, I can't help you. Please remember that you are a police officer and have police responsibilities. The power of the bomb on you is close to fifty meters. You must stay away from the crowd and do not get close to the vehicle. Such casualties are the lowest. , please, stay where you are and don’t move, do you understand?”
"Ming...understand!" Knowing that he was hopeless, Huang Tiannuo burst into tears. He suppressed his grief and nodded to express his understanding.
"Thank you!" Zhang Zaishan nodded, patted Huang Tiannuo's shoulder, and silently encouraged him. He knew that it was useless to say anything at this time, and the only thing he could do was to avenge his colleagues.
"No, I'm a police officer. These are what I should do. I just hope you can help me take care of my father." Huang Tiannuo burst into tears as he stood there.
Seeing that less than ten seconds had passed, Zhang Zaishan bid farewell to Huang Tiannuo sadly, and then left quickly...
"boom!"
A powerful explosion sounded at the tunnel door.
Seeing this scene, the police officers, reporters at the scene, Cao Dahua in front of the screen, and the citizens all shed tears. They all remembered the little policeman named Huang Tiannuo...
"Director, I understand. Don't worry, I won't let Hong Jipeng go. After I get the order tomorrow, I will take action and launch a strong attack on the tunnel."
Lei Weidong, who met up with him, received a call from Cao Dahua and knew what happened at the entrance of the tunnel. Lei Weidong marked Hong Jipeng with XX in his heart.
Not only him, but his younger brothers Hong Jibiao and Lei Weidong were also marked as XX. Not only were they sent to jail for the rest of their lives, but they were also given a taste of what it was like to be a disabled person.
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"Police, is Yan Guorong here? We want to see him." Entering the lobby of the Western Harbor Crossing Company, Li Ying looked at the ID in his hand and asked the receptionist in the lobby.
"I'm sorry, do you have an appointment? Our president is very busy. If you see me, you need to make an appointment." Although Li Ying was followed by a large number of police officers such as Ma Jun and Fang Zheng, the receptionist at the front desk still followed the procedures.
Compared with the police who can arrest people, the lady at the front desk cares more about her own food, clothing and parents. She carefully flipped through the appointment registration book and said:
"According to the company's procedures, you need to make an appointment to see the president. The queue is already three days in advance. If you don't have an appointment, you can register first and come back in three days."
"Don't talk about the appointment, just tell me if Yan Guorong is here." Time was tight, and Li Ying had no time to waste on the front desk lady.
"I'm sorry, the whereabouts of our chairman are confidential. Even if you are the police, I can't tell you." The receptionist shook her head and refused.
"If you are stubborn, handcuff me." Li Ying didn't talk nonsense. That's just how people are. Even the lady at the front desk had learned to bully others and immediately waved her hand.
Two police officers came forward and took out the cuffs to cuff the two front desk ladies.
"Security, security!" Seeing that the police were not joking, the two front desk ladies panicked and immediately shouted, asking the security to come over and help.
"Who are you? Come out quickly, we have already reported..." Upon hearing someone calling, the security guard patrolling the hall immediately ran over, pointed the electric baton in his hand at Li Ying and others and shouted.
However, they stopped before they finished speaking, because they discovered that the people who came to cause trouble were not the gangsters, but the police. They were not just one or two policemen, but a large group, at least thirty people by visual inspection.
So many police officers came to the Western Harbor Crossing Company to contact outside rumors.
The robbers who hijacked the Cross-Country Cross Tunnel demanded that the government buy back the Western Harbor Crossing Corporation's shares. The security guard knew that the matter was not simple and quickly calmed down.
"Tell me, is Yan Guorong here? Don't think about lying. Every word you say must be handed over to the judge as evidence." Looking at the police gun pressed against his head, the electric baton in his hand was removed before it could take effect. Li Ying asked the security guard with a gloomy face.
"Mr. Yan is in his office, on the forty-eighth floor, which is the highest. You can take the elevator up." He watched as the security guard he called withered before he could do his job.
The lady in charge of reception was honest and told everything immediately.
"Walk!"
Li Ying didn't talk nonsense, leaving some people in the lobby, while the rest got into the elevator and went straight to Yan Guorong's office on the 48th floor.
"You are from that department, and I want to complain about your abuse of power."
As the president of the company, Yan Guorong has countless cronies in the company. When Li Ying and others went upstairs, he received news that the police were looking for him.
But he is not afraid. Not to mention that the police have no evidence. Even if they have evidence, they can't do anything to him. The fact that Xiangjiang's laws serve the rich is an understatement.
So facing Li Ying and others who came to the door, Yan Guorong patted the table and told them to go out.
"West Kowloon Police Station reorganizes Li Ying. Complaints are welcome." Faced with Yan Guorong's threat, Li Ying didn't care at all. He had been with Lei Weidong for a long time.
He also knows that the arrogance of the rich is within the rules. Once forces outside the rules come into play, their power will shrink. The capitalist class is known to bully the weak and fear the strong.
"What do you want to do with me?" Yan Guorong had something in his mind. If Li Ying was weak, he would climb up the pole and let the other party know that he was powerful. However, facing the tough and fearless Li Ying, Yan Guorong softened.
"Do you know about the Red Cross Tunnel?" Li Ying got straight to the point after sitting down.
"I know, but what does this have to do with us? We are the Western Harbor Crossing, not the Cross-Red Crossing." Yan Guorong shrugged and said.
"Supposedly it doesn't matter, but if the robbers ask the Hong Kong government to buy back your company's shares, it does matter."
"Buying back our company's shares is easy to say." Yan Guorong shrugged, waved his hands and said with a smile,
"The market value of our company's tunnel is conservatively estimated to be worth 10 billion. If we want to fully acquire it, we will have to buy a large number of shares held by retail investors in the market and complete the acquisition within 48 hours.
Unless you buy in large quantities without asking the price, don't even think about it. "
"If your company's stock price fluctuates unusually, will you apply to the China Securities Regulatory Commission for a trading suspension?" Li Ying asked.
"How is that possible!" Yan Guorong smiled and shook his head, "Okay, why should I suspend trading? As the president of Western Harbor Crossing Company, the interests of shareholders are my priority, not to mention the good news now."
"That's right, Mr. Yan, you are the major shareholder of Western Harbor Crossing. The Red Cross Tunnel incident will cause Western Harbor Crossing's stock to soar sharply. If the Hong Kong government agrees to buy back, the stock price is likely to soar to the sky, and you are also a beneficiary."
Li Ying nodded, "I just want to ask why the Hong Jipeng robbers made such an unreasonable request to buy back the Western Harbor Crossing. This has nothing to do with them at all.
Unless Hong Jipeng was found by you, you are the mastermind behind the Red Tunnel hijacking incident in order to benefit from the stock market. "
"How is that possible? I don't know Hong Jipeng at all." Yan Guorong shook his head and said, "Officer Li, although you are a police officer, if you say this, I will still sue you for defamation."
