After Uncle Biao saw through his mind, he hummed and said, "Tell me, what do you want?"
"Uncle Biao, you have been working in the Western District for so many years, so you must have a few undercover agents, right?" Li Shaoze rubbed his hands, his eyes twinkling.
"The case of the drug trafficking network is too difficult to solve. I would like to lend you a few informants."
Uncle Biao's heart skipped a beat. He really didn't expect that Li Shaoze, going around and around, would actually target the undercover team in his hands.
He has read some information about "grey organizations". Knowing such a tight organization, it is indeed a good way to conduct targeted undercover operations.
However, the undercover agents in Uncle Biao's hands are different from what ordinary people would imagine.
There are some old guys who have worked for him in the past. In terms of ability alone more than ten years ago, they were definitely the elite of the police force. But now, the belly of these old guys is bigger than the other.
What's more, in recent years, Uncle Biao has rarely been responsible for front-line operations. This undercover team eventually became a place where he provided retirement care for his guys.
A fund was sent on time every month, but there might not be a piece of information coming back for five or six years.
Those who are determined to do something will be reinstated long ago. Now the rest are either working part-time or selling alcohol, so how can they have the ability to take charge of such a big case.
"Want to go undercover? No!"
Uncle Biao waved his hand and directly rejected Li Shaoze's request.
It's not that he doesn't want to, it's mainly because his undercover team is really difficult to take action.
But Li Shaoze didn't expect this. Hearing Uncle Biao's refusal, he immediately chased after him and said, "No? Then when I go out, the guys may knock on your office one after another."
To be honest, Li Shaoze didn't dare to really confront Uncle Biao, but that didn't stop him from using words in the hope of persuading Uncle Biao. Moreover, Uncle Biao is famous in the West District for taking care of his employees, so there must be nothing he can do about it.
Uncle Biao was really helpless. He stood up panting and walked back and forth twice. Finally, he opened the drawer and pulled out a document from the bottom: "Take it."
The document was thrown on the table, apparently the identity information of the undercover team.
Li Shaoze looked happy, but he didn't expect to convince Uncle Biao. I picked up the document and opened it, reading page after page.
The document was short in pages and contained only three undercover police officers, all with the rank of senior sergeant.
"Li Tianyi, Huang Ziming, Cao Dahua..."
"One is forty-five years old, one is forty-two years old, and one is thirty-six years old..."
Li Shaoze twitched his lips and completely lost interest when he saw Cao Dahua's name. Putting the documents back on Uncle Biao's desk, he put on a smile and said, "Uncle Biao, I won't bother senior to collect his pension."
"You can keep this undercover team, just remember to help approve an extra fund."
After Li Shaoze finished speaking, he quickly saluted and thanked him. With a shocked look on his face, Uncle Biao quickly slipped out of the office.
"You brat, don't talk nonsense about what you saw." Uncle Biao's voice echoed in the corridor, and the guys were all secretly surprised. I wonder if A Tou saw something he shouldn’t have seen when he went to the office.
Uncle Biao shook his head helplessly, put away the undercover information, and planned to go to Raimondo for some funds in the afternoon.
But who would have thought that the undercover team that repeatedly solved major cases would now become a dull knife that is disliked by others.
Li Shaoze stood alone in the aisle and nodded, thinking to himself: "Uncle Biao, I will never tell anyone about your random pension payment."
At noon that day, Wang Suxian received the new budget statement.
The annual funding of the Crime Unit has increased from 50,000 yuan to 80,000 yuan, with an additional 30,000 yuan in informant fees.
Li Shaoze felt relieved after seeing this and called Liang Huarui. Although he now plans to personally select undercover agents, in the final analysis, the Intelligence Department is better at lurking in disguise.
After he planned to select an undercover agent, he asked Liang Huarui to help him with special training. He also asked Liang Huarui to help him with his eyes to see if the person was suitable for being an undercover agent.
As for confidentiality matters, just sign an internal agreement when the time comes, and Liang Huarui won't talk nonsense.
What's more, when the undercover operation begins, all the information and files are in his hands, and he can make single-line contacts without the risk of exposure.
After Liang Huarui received the call, she gloated a little: "Sir Li, didn't you just close the case? Who are you targeting now?"
When Liang Huarui was fine, she never received a call from this guy. Whenever I receive a call, it will definitely be troublesome. However, Liang Huarui was very happy to be able to help Li Shaoze.
After working together several times, the two of them chatted very enthusiastically and gradually became close friends.
"Do you have time this afternoon? Follow me to the police academy. I want you to help train someone." Li Shaoze chuckled.
"Okay, you can drive to pick me up." Liang Huarui was neat and tidy. It happened to be nothing in the afternoon, so it was just a business trip. When you go home, you can also take a private car, why not?
Li Shaoze naturally agreed. After hanging up the phone, he started to process some documents. He planned to finish the things at hand and then go to the Intelligence Department to pick up people.
It is worth mentioning that the two attribute points he obtained yesterday were all added to his reaction power.
Because Li Shaoze had estimated that his current physical speed, coupled with his boxing skills and weapons, were enough to deal with ordinary gangsters.
As for the ordinary Young and Dangerous guys, he really didn't know how many he could fight.
Because so far, no one has been able to defeat him.
Unless he meets a master of martial arts, Li Shaoze is confident that his skills will not be lost to anyone.
At this time, you can start to think about adding some brainpower to increase your own reflexes.
As his speed and reaction become more coordinated, his marksmanship will naturally improve by leaps and bounds, and he will be on the road to being a marksman from then on.
What's more, the feeling of being shot in the head is extraordinary.
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4:30 p.m., police academy.
Li Shaoze parked the car at the school gate, got off the car with Liang Huarui, and showed his ID to the guard: "I asked Instructor Wang to say hello in advance."
"Sir, please come in."
The guard in uniform opened the iron door and saluted the two inspectors.
When Li Shaoze came to the police academy to transfer people, he naturally had to follow formal procedures. At noon, he greeted Uncle Biao and asked for an undercover spot.
With Uncle Biao's position as Superintendent, doing these things is just a matter of signing. After making a phone call to an old acquaintance, he was asked to go directly to the police academy to select someone.
Instructor Wang, the police officer, has long been used to this. Anyway, the elimination rate of the police academy is very high. At least hundreds of students in each batch will not graduate. The information files of these students will be deleted, and the foundation is actually very clean.
He followed Li Shaoze and they walked to the playground while chatting, and saw a group of school police officers forming a square formation, shirtless, running in unison under the scorching sun.
