You haven't let Sir Liu go hungry these days, have you? "
The motorcade slowly drove out of the General Administration Garage and entered the Armory Street at the main entrance.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Li Shaoze actually had time to care about Liu Jiehui's life behind bars.
Hi.
Isn’t it just a short walk away?
To be honest, Sir Li really doesn't think any accidents will happen on this stretch of road.
Moreover, he didn't know that the ace agent had already lurked in Hong Kong. How could he have guessed that there were cockroaches hiding in the stinking ditch?
Therefore, Sir Li is in a good mood today, just waiting to see the big drama when the chief judge will sentence Liu Jiehui.
Song Zijie drove the car with both hands and explained with a smile on his face: "No, no, Sir Li, how can we manage the deputy director without hunger!"
"That's the deputy director of management!"
Ha ha.
This guy even made fun of Liu Jiehui.
But what he said was true.
Ever since Liu Jiehui confessed, the guys have been entertaining him with delicious food and drinks.
Firstly, he didn't let him go hungry, and secondly, he didn't do anything to him. This was really enough to give Liu Jiehui face.
You see, usually a team of only five people is responsible for escorting a prisoner from the General Administration to the court for trial. Today, a convoy of more than 20 people was specially brought to Sir Liu. Isn't this a huge honor?
What's more, the detention room of the General Administration rarely locks people up. Occasionally, it is only used within 48 hours. If it exceeds 48 hours, it will be transferred to the detention center in Lai Chi Kok.
Liu Jiehui was able to stay in the detention room of the General Administration for a week, which can be said to be a palace-level detention treatment.
By the way, Miu Chi-shun also returned to Hong Kong with an overseas visiting team two days ago. He has now passed the Constitutional Committee-level vote and became the acting "Deputy Director of Management" of the Police Force.
The senior police officers who are currently helping Mr. Li integrate the management department are helping Mr. Li make a large list.
Come out and hang out.
It will have to be paid back one day.
Not only the white uniforms of those who supported Liu Jiehui must be returned, but the chief inspectors and senior inspectors below also cannot escape.
But Sir Miao, who was used to sitting on the bench and managing idle departments, accidentally became a butcher's knife.
hey-hey.
Sir Miao is very comfortable with this butcher knife.
Because, before Sir Li voted for the deputy director, he specifically explained it to Sir Miao in private.
If he can do a good job as "Deputy Director of Management", the pronoun will be removed from his head in the future. He was promoted to a higher level and made Sir Miao, one of his own, the deputy director of management.
Although there is a gap between Assistant Director and Deputy Director, it can be regarded as a special period, so it can be treated specially...
Moreover, Sir Miao's qualifications are old enough. As long as he reports to the Security Bureau for approval, there is nothing wrong with serving as deputy director.
Therefore, when Miao Zhishun was acting as the deputy director of management these days, he was working hard on things.
Basically, the matter of cheating and making lists has been brought to the surface.
Holding Sir Li's arrow high, he used the method of pulling one group and beating another in the management department, which can be called a ghost killing everyone.
I'm afraid that when Miao Zhishun happened more than ten years ago when the "King of Guns" case occurred, he could not have imagined that his career would be a foreshadowing of his take-off in his later years.
It was after that case that he was transferred from a prominent figure in the operations department to a position in the management department.
It seems like life is really unpredictable.
After listening to Song Zijie's words, Li Shaoze nodded and said, "As long as you are not hungry, Sir Liu. If you are, be careful that the High Court will convict you of a crime of abusing prisoners."
"Hi."
"Sir Li, don't you understand the style of our General Administration?"
"Under your leadership, the police force has become a quality and disciplined force."
"Believe us, Sir Liu's injuries have been taken care of!"
Song Zijie's tone was exaggerated and full of confidence, and his tone of speech was not shameful at all. It was as if the matter had been done so skillfully that it was impossible for the judge to discover it.
Li Shaoze rolled his eyes and realized that Ajie became more and more shameless after becoming the chief officer of "O". He really didn't know who he learned this from.
At this time, the convoy had entered Queensway from Armory Street and was advancing slowly along the flow of traffic.
Two patrol cars took the lead, the prison car was in the middle, and five cars followed.
While Sir Li was sitting in the first car chatting, Liu Jiehui was sitting in the prison car, looking out the window with a dull expression.
His hands and feet were handcuffed to iron bars, and two military uniforms holding firearms sat on his left and right sides. He couldn't escape even if he wanted to, but he didn't want to escape.
I don’t know why, but Liu Jiehui’s mentality is calmer than that of ordinary prisoners, and he can face the trial more easily.
He probably knows the law very well and knows Stanley very well.
This understanding can eliminate his fear of the unknown and even allow him to guess how many years he will be sentenced and how many crimes he will be charged with.
Of course, the actual number of crimes depends on how many charges Sir Li wants to press against him, but there are probably six major felonies.
Dereliction of duty, bribery, murder, endangering public security, planning terrorist activities, and espionage.
The sentence.
Life sentence is gone.
Liu Jiehui's dull expression now is just because he doesn't know what better expression to show.
Fear?
He is not afraid.
There are psychological expectations before doing things.
Although he was reluctant to think about the consequences of failure before, he must admit that he was mentally prepared for the current situation and was not afraid at all.
laugh?
That makes it even harder to laugh.
After all, he is going to be tried in court. Who can still laugh? If he laughs again, others might think he is crazy.
In this situation where crying was not necessary, laughing was not necessary, and fear was unnecessary, Liu Jiehui simply chose to be an idiot and quietly looked at the road scene outside the car window.
This bustling and dazzling downtown street with many tall buildings... was the only way he used to go to and from get off work, and he had a familiar look from driving back and forth countless times.
Unfortunately, this will be the last time he passes by here in his life.
After the court trial ends in the morning, he will have no chance to return and will be taken directly to Stanley Prison to serve his sentence.
Now that I can take one more look at the street scene, I can see a little more beauty.
At this moment, a golden pupil was locking Liu Jiehui through the scope.
"boom!"
A huge gunshot suddenly exploded over the street.
A bullet was fired from a high-rise building on the street. The bullet scraped out a burst of sound, passed through the car window without any hindrance, and hit the target in the car with a bang.
Two uniformed police officers sat next to Liu Jiehui. They felt their ears tremble and something appeared on their faces.
When they reached out and touched it, they discovered that it was warm blood mixed with various liquids. Not only did it look extremely disgusting, but it also exuded a foul smell.
Liu Jiehui is dead!
Shot dead on the road!
The moment Li Shaoze heard the gunshot, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. The original relaxation on his face was quickly swept away, replaced by anger.
Dry!
The General Administration is not even ten kilometers away from the High Court.
He personally led a team of police officers to escort Liu Jiehui, so he had Liu Jiehui killed?
Isn't this a slap in the face?
Who fired the shot!
Stand up for me!
Squeak! Squeak!
At this time, the escort convoy did not need to speak to Sir Li, and the police cars stopped on the roadside one after another.
Song Zijie held his hands in the direction and blocked Sir Li with his body first, then suppressed his trembling and said, "Sir, it's a large-caliber sniper rifle!"
At the same time, the radio station in the car sounded the report of the military uniform team: "Sir Li, Liu Jiehui was shot and died! He is dead!"
Li Shaoze raised his eyebrows, a police gun appeared in his hand, and he shouted solemnly: "Get out of the car!"
With a crash, all the doors of the police car opened, and all the police officers from each group got out of the car with guns in hand and hid behind the car with cautious expressions.
You could tell from the gunshot just now that it came from the right side of the street. Therefore, after the police officers pull over, they can use the vehicle on the left side as a cover.
Li Shaoze also didn't have any confidence. He held a gun in one hand and carefully observed the street opposite.
At this time, the citizens and passers-by on the street were already in chaos, running towards shops and alleys in panic.
The scene seemed a bit chaotic, and people coming and going affected the police's judgment.
But none of this mattered in Sir Li's sight. He followed his instinct and locked his eyes on a window on the second floor across the street.
"Click."
"Arthur" was wearing a suit, holding a gun with both hands, and with a smile on his face, he pulled out the cartridge case and reloaded the sniper rifle.
By coincidence, his eyes met Li Shaoze's, and both of them narrowed their pupils slightly.
"boom!"
An explosion echoed over the street again.
The bullet penetrated the car where Sir Li was hiding. Sir Li took a slight step forward and accurately avoided the bullet. The warhead directly made a cement pit the size of a fist on the ground.
Seeing that one shot missed, "Arthur" did not fire a second shot, but chose to drop the gun without hesitation, hide in the house and escape.
When Li Shaoze saw this, he raised the corner of his mouth and immediately rushed towards the entrance of the building on the street.
Ghost guy!
He saw that the shooter was a ghost!
Damn it, Gui Lao really wanted to kill me, and he actually sent people to Hong Kong Island to carry out the assassination operation.
After shooting Liu Jiehui, he actually dared to shoot him.
The courage is simply boundless.
The way Liu Jiehui's head exploded just now, he will make the ghost explode into the same thing later.
"Chase!"
Song Zijie saw that the criminal dared to shoot Li Sir, and an evil fire had already rushed into his head. Now I saw Sir Li starting to chase someone. He immediately yelled and led the police officers to follow him angrily.
Liu Jiehui was already dead anyway, so it was useless for the police officers to remain at the scene.
Only by catching the criminals can the police department save its face!
As for Liu Jiehui...
Death will really cause some trouble for Sir Li, but as long as the ghost guy can be killed, these troubles will no longer be troubles.
Didn't the Ghost Killer just want to use Liu Jiehui's life to tell those people at the Department of Justice that they still have a certain say in Hong Kong Island?
Blow the head of this ghost killer, and you still have no right to speak.
All I do is fart all day long!
At this time, Li Shaoze still believed that the Ghost Killer was here to assassinate Liu Jiehui, and did not realize that the real target of the ace agent was him.
When Li Shaoze and the police officers filed into the building, "Arthur" who was previously wearing a suit appeared at the window again and stepped on the window sill with a leather shoe.
"Crack."
Arthur grabbed a black umbrella, jumped out of the window of the building in one step, and landed gracefully on the top of a tram.
Beep beep beep.
A shrill horn sounded from the moving tram on the Queensway Line.
Wow.
Arthur opened a wide umbrella, half-crouched on the roof of the car, and blocked the flying bullets.
(End of chapter)
