morning.
Nine o'clock.
Song Zijie walked into the interrogation room wearing a suit, threw a document in front of He Ying and said, "You can go out."
"Thank you."
He Ying stayed up all night. When he looked up, he suddenly found that the official in front of him also had a pair of dark circles under his eyes.
Neither of us slept together!
He Ying was too nervous to sleep because he was thinking about the "Golden Ball of Time and Space", while Ajie was under pressure and couldn't sleep even if he wanted to.
What is written on this document is all the information about "Zhao Yuanlong" in modern times, not his release notice.
The General Administration did not formally detain He Ying at all. If he wanted to release him, he could simply open the door. There was no need for a notice. What's more, He Ying is not familiar with modern police case handling procedures at all, so he is not at the mercy of the police?
Song Zijie glanced at him and didn't have a good look at this weirdo who was causing trouble. After throwing the documents to him, Ajie turned around and walked out of the interrogation room.
He Ying opened the folder and saw Zhao Yuanlong's photo on the first page, and he immediately knew what the information in the file was.
Although there are differences between modern simplified Chinese characters and Ming Dynasty fonts, the overall difference is not big, and traditional Chinese is mostly used in writing in Hong Kong, so He Ying can clearly understand the content of the document.
At this time, with a bandage on his left hand and a folder in his right hand, he stood up and walked out of the interrogation room, heading all the way from the corridor to the elevator.
Coupled with his calm pace and calm demeanor.
He looked nothing like a criminal who had just been released, but more like a heroic and wounded police detective.
This caused many police officers and clerks passing by to look at him sideways and feel obedient in their hearts.
Fortunately, the guys knew he had been released and didn't do anything to him.
On the contrary, He Ying started to sneer and greeted the guys he met politely.
"Good morning."
"Good morning."
Some clerks will respond to him, while others will ignore him.
But he didn't care and quickly walked to the elevator door.
"Ding."
The elevator opens.
He Ying strode into the elevator door, smiled at the waiter inside and said, "Good morning."
""Good morning, Sir Xiahou. "
One of the waiters had a quick wit and responded immediately. The other guys in the elevator immediately greeted: "Good morning, sir."
""Good morning, sir. "
"Yeah." He Ying nodded. Although he couldn't understand these bird songs, he probably understood that they were contemporary greetings.
It doesn't matter if you don't know, just pretend to know.
So He Ying stood inside and nodded, and just treat these guys the same way he treated the soldiers in the Shenji Camp.
And He Ying stayed in the police station for one night and actually understood the operation of the elevator.
After discovering that someone had pressed down the case on the first floor for him, he put his hands behind his back and didn't do anything. He and "Xia Houwu" were carved in the same mill.
Soon, the elevator reached the first floor.
The guys all left one after another on other floors, leaving only He Ying who strode out of the elevator door.
"Sir Xiahou, morning."
"Sir Xiahou."
He Ying rubbed her nose, walked out of the office building amidst the congratulations of the policewoman at the front desk and the guys passing by, and went to the street outside the General Administration to stop the car.
"Did Mr. Li arrange an identity for me? Called Xiahou She?"
"What are you doing? I, He Yingxing, won't change my name, and I won't change my surname..."
At this time, he finally realized that the officials might have mistaken his identity.
In this way, he took advantage of Xia Houwu's return to his hometown to check his household registration book, and enjoyed a wave of good morning greetings in the name of "Xia Houwu".
But He Ying didn't know the existence of "Xia Houwu" and thought it was Li Shaoze who deliberately arranged a modern identity for him.
This moment made He Ying more vigilant, and he began to suspect that "Master Li" arranged for him to have a good status that seemed to have an official position, and he probably wanted to bribe him. Want to deceive the formula to drive the "Golden Ball of Time and Space".
"I always feel that Mr. Li looks formal, but is actually treacherous."
"The factory guards are very good at deceiving people, so be careful with them."
While He Ying was weighing it over and over in her mind, she was already in a red taxi.
During the few days he lived with Huang Xiaomei, although he didn't learn any scientific knowledge, he at least learned how to take a taxi and order takeout.
These are the basic habits of contemporary people.
There's no way to avoid it!
"Sir Song, the target is on the bus."
When the taxi left the entrance of the General Administration, three private cars followed slowly and hung tightly behind the taxi.
Song Zijie was sitting in a commercial car next to Qianqian Avenue, holding a walkie-talkie in his hand and saying: "Follow him."
"Yes, sir."
The officers from the Criminal Intelligence Division immediately responded to the order and followed the target in their car.
After the taxi passed the intersection and entered Admiralty Avenue, Sir Song's commercial vehicle also merged into the convoy.
Song Zijie is now the chief officer of the Criminal and Security Department, and the Criminal Intelligence Department naturally falls under his jurisdiction.
Sir Li's decision to let He Ying leave the General Administration was just "fishing". Of course, it was impossible for them to really let He Ying return to freedom. There is no doubt that the Criminal Intelligence Division is the fishing line used for fishing, responsible for holding the hook tightly.
In order to ensure the smooth operation of the operation, Song Zijie personally joined the tracking team and took charge of the command, which put great pressure on the Criminal Intelligence Division.
However, there was nothing he could do. The pressure was conveyed layer by layer. The pressure on Song Zijie himself was almost unbearable. How could he control his subordinates?
Finally, the taxi stopped under an apartment building in Kowloon District.
Song Zijie looked up and saw, wasn't this the building where He Ying was arrested?
It turned out that He Ying went back to find Huang Xiaomei first instead of looking for trouble with Zhao Yuanlong.
"What is this guy going to do?"
Song Zijie hummed, feeling a little disappointed.
…
General Administration.
Office of the Director.
At this stage, Li Shaoze will no longer do such small things as tracking and supporting himself. He didn't even need to take the initiative to give orders. As long as he ordered He Ying to be released, the guys below would naturally know what to do.
Otherwise, why didn't he let him go last night? You just have to wait until the morning?
Of course, we are waiting for the guys from the Criminal Intelligence Division to get to work!
At this time, he no longer cares about the progress of the operation. If there is any news, his subordinates will definitely report it here as soon as possible.
As a director and a first brother, he has a lot of documents to deal with.
So Sir Li started working at his desk again, processing the documents on hand.
Only after He Ying and the others start fighting will they really appear...
However, He Ying's group was quite fierce in their fighting style. Li Shaoze was a little afraid that the guys would suffer casualties and was unable to restrain them for a while.
Sir Li was silent for a moment, put down the pen in his hand, took out his mobile phone and dialed a satellite phone number.
"Hello?"
"Is Mr. Black Knight here?"
The other end of the phone is the security headquarters of the Extreme Gem Research Institute, a first-level dedicated landline. This landline phone is only responsible for receiving calls from Sir Li, and only Sir Li's mobile phone can make calls to this phone.
(End of chapter)
