Sir Huang, thank you for your help! "Stanley, it's still the same Bayside Restaurant. Liu Baoqiang, Luk Zhilian, and Huang Wenbin, who was just released from prison on parole, sat at the dining table, raised their sodas together, and clinked a full glass.
Shen Jiquan, Yuan Zhengyun and others were arrested a week ago. Now the ICAC has collected all the charges in the prison corruption case and has initiated prosecution proceedings against Shen Jiquan and Qian Guofeng.
Yuan Zhengyun was transferred to the mainland procuratorate by the Hong Kong Island police and sent back to the country for trial as a fugitive.
The case is over.
Stanley could not be without a warden for long.
The next day, the senior officials of the Correctional Services Department re-appointed the prison chief and asked the new chief to take over the prison and conduct new internal hearings and investigations in Stanley.
First of all, everyone in Cao Yuanyuan is on the street, so there is no need to investigate his commutation of sentence.
However, the new prison director needs to re-verify all commutation reports in the past five years.
Not to mention, after checking it out, I found out that Shen Jiquan had done a lot of dirty things, and Cao Yuanyuan was just one of the big ones.
The remaining sentence reduction reports for minor characters have all been re-rejected, and all behavioral points at the end of the year will be cleared, and they may even face extended sentences. However, the Department of Corrections was concerned about the social impact and did not choose to issue arrest warrants for the group of people who had been released from prison. Instead, they deducted the entire bail amount as punishment.
Of course, the ICAC will also make a public report to the citizens on the neat cases and give them an explanation...
Unfortunately, citizens don't seem to care much about what happens in prisons.
Compared with the attack incident and the police's case report, ICAC's public report is not very popular and only serves as a bulletin board. After the citizens read it, they said softly to show that they understood the matter.
In addition, the new warden has also taken Huang Zhicheng out of the dark room and signed a bail agreement for Huang Wenbin. This bail agreement did not need to be opened by Sir Li at all. Lu Zhilian settled it with just one phone call from ICAC.
After Huang Wenbin was released from prison, Huang Zhicheng inherited the name of "Huang Laoxie" and took up the banner of Stanley's Sir Gang.
At this time, Huang Wenbin took a sip of Coke, shook his head, looked at the two of them and said, "I didn't help with the whole case, and in the end I was able to get bail in advance. I should thank you."
"Haha." Lu Zhilian said with a contented face, leaning on the chair and blowing the sea breeze: "Superintendent Huang, you have been a great help."
"Without your help, the case would not have ended so quickly..."
"By the way, how is Inspector Huang? Nothing happened to him in the dark room?"
Huang Wenbin raised his eyelids, pointed at him and said, "How dare you say that! You threw the blame on Sir Huang, and he had three of his ribs broken, so he had to carry it for you!"
"Wow, it's so tragic. But let me clarify first. It was not me who was blamed. He took the initiative to take over."
"It's you who dumped me! Don't make excuses."
"It's really not..."
Liu Baoqiang looked at this scene, sat aside and joked: "Stop arguing, just treat Huang Sir as taking the initiative to make meritorious services."
"Sir Lu, remember to bring some fruit to Stanley to see Sir Huang. You must not be heartless."
"You don't need to remind me." Lu Zhilian glared at him, nodded, and put aside the dispute with Huang Wenbin for the time being, but they had nothing to say for a short time. Liu Baoqiang then turned his attention to Huang Wenbin and asked: "Superintendent Huang, have you decided what to do when you get out?"
"If you have nothing to do, we can help you introduce some good jobs." Liu Baoqiang and Lu Zhilian exchanged glances and nodded to each other.
Former social elites like Huang Wenbin have high-level and high-educated foundations. It will definitely not satisfy the low-level jobs introduced by the "Social Assistance Association", "Inmate Association" and other organizations.
If necessary, Liu Baoqiang and Lu Zhilian can find ways to place him in a large company, and at least he can live a decent life.
There is no way, Huang Wenbin's value lies there, if the legitimate job is not degrading enough, I'm afraid he will find a more decent job in a crooked way.
After all, it was too easy for him to find this type of job...
Huang Wenbin smiled and understood that the two officers had good intentions. He immediately made a casual salute gesture, raised his head and said to the two officers: "Don't worry, sirs. I have been thinking about what to do when I am released from prison. It has been long since Think of a way out."
"Thank you two sirs for your concern. I understand your good intentions."
Liu Baoqiang and Lu Zhilian smiled knowingly, lifted Erlang's legs and said, "As long as you understand, Sir Huang!"
"Come on, come on, the feast for you three is ready."
At this time, the boss, who was wearing an apron, was holding three plates with two hands. With Liu Baoqiang's active help, he placed one for each person in front of him.
Liu Baoqiang stared at an egg, an orange, and a rice dumpling on the plate and asked: "Boss, what is this!"
"Stanley, Stanley set meal!"
The boss wiped his little hands, finished speaking, and turned to leave. Huang Wenbin picked up the spoon, scooped up a ball of rice and said, "I ordered it. After eating it, you will be able to see the world more clearly."
"Wow, it's true that prisons produce great writers. Sir Huang, come on, let's go!"
"Ding dong." The sodas of the three people touched each other again.
…
General Administration.
Office of the Commissioner of Police.
Two figures in white uniforms were doing it face to face, both holding a cigarette in their hands. One of these two people is the owner of the office, "First Brother" Zeng Xiangrong, and the other is the head of the Operations Department, Senior Superintendent "Li Wenbin".
It can be said that Zeng Xiangrong is not only the top brother of the police force, but also the top brother of all Shanghai immigrants. He has two feet in Hong Kong's position and has won the support of everyone on Hong Kong Island. Behind the scenes, relying on the funds of the Shanghai Gang, they have the power to influence the upper class society in Hong Kong Island, and their status is very high.
The fact that "Yuan Zhengyun" was sent back to China for trial may affect some Shanghai-based business leaders. The news naturally reached the ears of "Brother No.1".
However, "Brother One" will not interfere in such a trivial matter. I'm just afraid that the scope will expand, adding scandal to myself, and affecting the next term.
At this time, Zeng Xiangrong was sitting on the guest sofa, smoking a cigarette, looking at Li Wenbin with a solemn expression and asked: "Yuan Zhengyun has no cooperative relationship with you, right?"
"No, I never cooperate with fellow villagers with gray backgrounds."
Li Wenbin had a straight face and his voice was a little hoarse, maybe because he didn't sleep well last night. After finishing speaking, he picked up the white porcelain cup on the table and took a slow sip of tea.
"That's good." Zeng Xiangrong nodded and said with some emotion: "What do you mean by Li Shaoze?"
"In the entire Criminal and Security Department, he can do whatever he wants. Isn't it difficult enough?"
"Is it because Sir Lu speaks for him that he dares to think that he is a 500 million detective?"
Although this incident did not affect Zeng Xiangrong and others, it also made Sir Zeng very dissatisfied. He believed that it was his repeated retreat that led Li Shaoze to even think of committing evil acts.
It's a pity that he doesn't have enough confidence to slap Sir Li, so he doesn't dare to be cruel at all...
Not only is there confidence within the police force, but currently Shanghai-based businessmen also want to have a business conflict with Hong Kong's richest man. Every time we sit down for a meeting, they all focus on what Sir Zeng said: "harmony brings wealth", "building a harmonious society together" and other incomprehensible things.
Li Wenbin didn't speak for a while. After Zeng Xiangrong calmed down, he slowly spoke: "Sir Zeng, let me check."
"Before you do something, you should check it carefully."
"Um."
Zeng Xiangrong nodded, tapped the sofa and said, "Wen Bin, it's better to be safe. You check first. If there is a problem, find an opportunity to teach that guy Li Shaoze a lesson."
"Sometimes I want them to see the power of the Shanghai Gang!"
This collision is not only an internal problem within the police force, but also the reaction of all Shanghai Gang members who feel threatened.
"Yes, sir."
"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
After Li Wenbin finished his words, he just finished smoking the cigarette in his hand and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray. He lowered his head and looked at his watch. When he felt that the time was almost up, he stood up and said goodbye to "Brother One".
"Go ahead."
Zeng Xiangrong waved his hand and watched Li Wenbin close the door and leave. He did not get up from the sofa, but took out his mobile phone and took some time to chat with someone.
He also thought that Li Wenbin did not want to take up too much of the commander's time, so he finished the conversation and retreated politely. As everyone knows, Li Wenbin did make an appointment to meet someone in the afternoon.
…
Stanley, Bayside Restaurant.
"Sir Li, are you here so early?" Huang Wenbin leaned on the plastic chair and looked at the "Central District Eagle" Li Wenbin who parked his car on the shore. After not seeing each other for several years, Li Wenbin's aura became more and more serious, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
"Well, what do you want from me?" Li Wenbin walked to the restaurant, pulled out his chair, and found that there were two piles of unfinished set meals on the table. It seemed that Huang Wenbin had met someone before.
Just as he guessed, it had only been ten minutes since Liu Baoqiang and Lu Zhilian left the restaurant, and the boss hadn't even had time to clean up the mess.
"Boss, please put away your things and serve two more drinks."
Huang Wenbin waved inside, then took out a cigarette and handed it to Li Wenbin, but Li Wenbin waved his hand and refused.
So, Huang Wenbin stopped forcing himself, lit a cigarette for himself, took a deep breath and said, "I want a sum of money from you, 30 million."
"When I get the money, I'll go to England."
Li Wenbin watched the tableware in front of him being moved away, took the boss's drink, stirred the straw and asked: "Why do you want to give you 30 million? What can you exchange with me for so much money?"
"Sir Li, stop joking."
"What would you say is the most valuable thing in a war? Intelligence, of course."
Huang Wenbin has a buzz cut and wears a suit. His appearance is very rustic compared to before, but he is a bit more stable. Prison is a good place to train people. I heard Huang Wenbin lower his head slightly, leaned forward and said: "Let me tell you some news first. I am a criminal policeman, Han Chen's man."
(End of chapter)
