Macau Pier.
The sun is high and the wind is gentle.
When Liu Baoqiang led a group of police officers off the ferry, Xinle's large row of black cars parked neatly at the entrance of the pier.
Then the ferry arrived. The tourists who were the first to disembark from the boat chose to take a detour when they saw this large formation, avoiding the direction of the convoy.
Liu Baoqiang led the guys to stop and looked around, and sure enough, he immediately saw a familiar face.
Rosen put one hand in the belt of his suit pants and held a cigar in the other, leaning against the door of the Mercedes-Benz.
"Hello."
"here!"
The sea breeze blew up the tips of his hair, blowing the Hong Kong-style "middle parting" into the air.
Rosen raised his palm and waved it vigorously twice, then bit his cigar again and started smoking.
When Liu Baoqiang heard the cry, he immediately knew that they were the men arranged by Sir Li. The old man who took the lead, who liked to pretend to be handsome, met him once in a KtV.
If I remember correctly, it was during the Spring Festival three years ago that a major case was solved in the Western District.
Sir Li invited them to go to Macau to play together. In fact, it was a one-stop service of eating, washing feet, and singing karaoke.
Since we are in Macau, it is also holiday time.
Both Rosen and Crab appeared in KtV. Crab rolled the dice while "Asen" sang a song. What "Day" is coming?
After singing, the group of guys were astonished and shocked by his singing skills. They thought he was a professional singer in the hotel.
Now that he saw him again, Liu Baoqiang could still remember his name. He walked up to shake hands and said, "Asen."
"Are you the one doing the work this time?"
"Yeah yeah."
Rosen looked at Liu Baoqiang up and down for a moment, but actually forgot about this guy.
That time he was in the KtV, talking to the big bosses, Chen Jiaju and Wang Suxian, and didn't even pay attention to Liu Baoqiang...
Poor Sir Liu, at the age of eighteen, he stood like a gangster and was not taken seriously by others at all.
Fortunately, Asen knows how to behave. Regardless of whether you recognize them or not, others will act like they are familiar with you, and they will definitely not pretend to be strangers.
Because everyone is hanging out with a big boss...
Rosen bit his cigar, took out a cigar box from his pocket, took out a cigar and handed it to Liu Baoqiang and said, "Sir, would you like one?"
"Haha, no."
"Where is Shen Huashan?"
Liu Baoqiang is one of the few non-smoking police officers in the police station, and he can be called the standard of a good man.
At this time, he refused to drop the cigar and directly asked about business.
Rosen was also happy to have the matter done easily. He put away his cigar again, leaned against the car door, raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "Please come out, Mr. Shen."
"Yes, Brother Sen."
Two men in black suits walked to the back door of the car, which was the car Rosen was leaning against...
When they opened the car door, they could see an old man wearing a hat and a white beard sitting inside, holding a cane.
Liu Baoqiang looked inside with great interest for a moment, and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart: "I'm so old that my skin is wrinkled, but I still like to eat young girls."
"Think of yourself as an old monster from Montenegro who can suck people's energy."
The two police officers behind him took the initiative to help the officer share the work, and together they pulled Shen Huashan out of the car seat.
When Rosen saw the police officers quickly handcuffing the man and preparing to get him on board for the return trip, he knew the man wouldn't stay long, so he simply stretched out his hand and said, "Thank you, sir."
"Would you like to call a yacht to take you there?"
There are dozens of yachts registered under the "Xinle" banner, and it is easy for him to transfer one of them to any one he wants.
However, Liu Baoqiang shook his head and declined: "No, this ferry will return to Hong Kong in fifteen minutes. I can just take the boat back."
"oK."
Rosen knew police needed to be protected from bribery, and it was natural to reject his offer.
Although, he didn't send money or anything. But luxury yachts are not a vehicle that ordinary police officers can use when performing tasks.
If they really sit down, maybe the icac investigators will really think they are visiting Macau after seeing them.
Rosen stopped insisting, and after saying hello to Liu Baoqiang, he got into the back row and led the convoy away from the dock.
Just like the police officers didn't want to have too much contact with their "businessmen", he, the security director, didn't want to get too familiar with the police officers.
Not that I was afraid of being investigated, but mainly because I didn’t want the “big boss” to be afraid.
Soon, Liu Baoqiang and others took the ferry back to Hong Kong Island, and in the afternoon of that day, they took "Shen Huashan" into the interrogation room.
Li Shaoze had just finished lunch and came back from outside the police station. He saw that the interrogation room and observation room were both occupied. A guy from the major crime team walked into the observation room carrying a cup of coffee.
Needless to say now, Liu Baoqiang must have captured the man.
So, Li Shaoze didn't think much, opened the door of the observation room, walked to Liu Baoqiang, and watched the situation in the interrogation room without saying a word.
Originally, Sir Liu was stroking his chin and thinking about the problem. Now he found that the superior suddenly came to his side. He quickly put down his palm and greeted loudly: "Sir, I have brought him back."
"Um."
Li Shaoze nodded, raised his arms, and observed the situation in the interrogation room. I saw two police officers sitting on chairs, holding pens and papers, asking for information about Shen Huashan.
But Shen Huashan relied on his old age to show off his old age, leaning on the chair with his eyes closed to rest, but he was very calm and impressive.
In just two minutes, it can be seen that the two police officers cannot handle this old guy.
Liu Baoqiang wanted to step forward and press the microphone to ask the police officers to ask about the relationship between Shen Huashan and Li Li. Maybe Li Li could be used to break through his psychological defense.
However, just as he took a step forward and his hand had not even touched the microphone, "Shen Huashan" who was sitting in the interrogation position suddenly spoke: "I want to see your commander."
"Um?"
Liu Baoqiang stopped walking and turned his head to look at the officer.
The two police officers in the interrogation room also looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.
Li Shaoze smiled on his face and said directly: "Turn off all the CCTV and radio. I will go in and ask him."
In fact, after "Shen Huashan" is found in this case, he must take over it personally...
Even if Shen Huashan didn't say this, he would go in and interrogate Shen Huashan later.
It is obviously more appropriate for him to propose it now.
It seems that this "Hua Godfather" has returned to his old age, but he is not confused yet. He knows that the "material" coming next is very fierce, and the soldiers recruited will not be able to catch it, and a leader must be found.
As for not telling?
After entering the Western District Police Station, he was actually ready to speak.
"Yes, sir."
After listening to the sir's order, Liu Baoqiang glanced at the console. The two guys sitting on the console had already turned off the monitor and radio.
You must know that the police force is a disciplinary force, and officers can crush people to death.
The chief interrogator said to turn off the surveillance and radio, but they really didn't dare to turn it on.
What's more, standing behind him is a great sir wearing a white uniform with unique strength?
After the surveillance in the interrogation room was turned off, Li Shaoze walked out of the observation room, went to the tea room to make a cup of tea, and then opened the door of the interrogation room with a disposable paper cup.
"What, I heard someone is looking for me?"
Li Shaoze blew the paper cup, his tone was obviously very determined, but he pretended to be confused.
The two police officers sitting behind the table stood up quickly: "Sir, good afternoon!"
Shen Huashan frowned, turned his gaze sideways, and looked at the "Peter Pan" who came in.
He has always known that Chief Li in the West District is famous, and "Xinle" is one of his industries. However, I didn't expect that the Western District Police Station would investigate his wài wéi gambling together with icaclián hé xíng dòng.
If it were just icac, it would be easy to explain. For anti-corruption purposes, just take Deng Zhaohong as a flag sacrifice. However, after Deng Zhaohong died, they did not stop, but continued to dig deeper.
This made Shen Huashan immediately realize that the Western District Police Station might not only be here for him, but also for the big boss behind him.
Hey hey hey, the weight of the big boss is quite heavy.
When it comes to the big boss, the police officer in front of him is not qualified to listen, so "Peter Pan" must be called to come forward in person.
Moreover, as an old fox, it is impossible to kill him without telling him.
Anyone who goes against the police will not end well.
But he can talk about the big boss's affairs, and he must get some benefits.
"Okay, you go out." Li Shaoze stood in the interrogation room, waved his hand to the two clerks in front of him, and then waved to the glass in front.
The two people who had just been in charge of the interrogation, as well as everyone in the observation room, silently returned to the office area.
After everyone else had dispersed, he pulled out a chair and sat down, pushing the tea in front of Shen Huashan: "Old man, have a glass of water."
"It's easy to chat with me, but you'll easily get mad at me. It's best to drink more hot water."
"Cough cough cough."
As soon as Shen Huashan picked up the tea cup and raised it to drink tea, he was choked and coughed repeatedly, and he almost couldn't lift it up.
Today, Sir Li is not wearing a uniform, but a finely crafted suit...
When he is not talking, he looks very polite, but when he speaks, he is extremely sharp and does not give the old man any face.
After "Shen Huashan" took a few breaths, he asked directly: "Mr. Shen, what do you want from me?"
"Are you telling me about Boss Su?"
As soon as Li Shaoze finished speaking, Shen Huashan asked with a face full of surprise: "How do you know Boss Su!"
If I remember correctly, Sima Nianzu dug out the information about "Boss Su" from your house.
Li Shaoze didn't bother to explain so much to him, so he took out a mobile phone and put it on the desk, shouting loudly: "Don't tell me!"
Shen Huashan gritted his teeth and finally nodded: "Okay, if you don't want me to say it, I'll just say it!"
"But I want you to agree to let me leave Hong Kong Island after finishing this matter!"
Damn, this old fool is still thinking of trading information! Li Shaoze gently turned his fingers on the desk. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "No problem, you go ahead!"
"After that, I will let you leave Hong Kong Island. What are you looking for? Go out and ask around. Sir Li in the West District never lies to anyone."
"The big deal is, I lied to you and I am a turtle!" 6
