219 The fiery red of red oil

Style: Science Author: MengjunWords: 2472Update Time: 24/01/18 18:21:18
Causeway Bay.

The streets are bustling with lights, pedestrians are passing by, and there are many shops with a wide variety of products.

Men and women are shopping and having fun, and gangsters are taking advantage of the night to make money.

A crossroads.

Located at the end of the street.

The green light on the side of the road is flashing.

It's about to cut to a red light.

"Sir Yan, one has been with us for a long time."

"Let's get rid of him at the red light!"

Several taxis passed the intersection ahead.

drop.

The green light switches to red light.

A young voice sounded in Yan Guoliang's car.

It turns out that all ICAC vehicles are equipped with on-board walkie-talkies. As long as they are tuned to the same channel, they can communicate at any time within 200 meters.

A total of four buses escorted the ICAC commissioner home, so naturally the intercom channel had to be turned on while driving.

This way everyone can communicate in the car.

At this moment, the sound coming from Yan Guoliang's car stereo was actually the ICAC members talking on one of the two buses in front.

The ICAC member who spoke was not wrong. Everything was done for Sir Yan's safety.

Because at three intersections and two kilometers away, the tanker truck was already following the convoy. And he was neither fast nor slow along the way. He refused to overtake when there was a chance, and always stayed close to the team.

You must know that oil tankers themselves are dangerous vehicles, and convoys escorting important people will choose to avoid them in the first place. When the convoy cannot avoid it and cannot avoid it, it will naturally be discovered that there is a problem.

If something happens to the tanker truck...

That is no small matter!

At this time, the tires of the two cars in front had already crossed the zebra crossing.

Yan Guoliang picked up the walkie-talkie hanging next to the car, pressed the call button and said: "Stop the car."

Squeak!

The two cars in front stopped quickly and half of their cars stopped on the zebra crossing. People on both sides of the street felt baffled. No one crossed the line for a while.

"Abide by traffic regulations."

At the same time, Yan Guoliang also braked the car door, causing the Gui Lao vehicle behind him to follow him to an emergency stop.

I saw Yan Guoliang holding the walkie-talkie. After saying the last four words, he released the call button and hung up the walkie-talkie back to the car.

In front of the zebra crossing.

The four ICAC vehicles with different layouts seem to represent the current situation of the ICAC.

Two cars in front.

Acting on behalf of the ICAC has crossed the line.

The commissioner's car in the middle.

The representative commissioner is at the center of the whirlpool.

Security car at the back.

It means that the ghost guys are the ICAC’s greatest reliance!

As for Yan Guoliang's order to stop, maybe he thought it would come when it was supposed to come, and he even avoided it. Perhaps he thinks that doing things can cross the line, but thinking cannot.

You do things that cross the line in order to defeat the darkness. You don't stop at red or green. Where do you put the fairness and justice of the ICAC?

"boom!"

The tanker truck following closely behind seemed to represent the police force's determination to resist.

Less than three seconds after the ICAC convoy stopped, a huge crash sounded. The two tank trucks behind accelerated the accelerator and rushed forward without hesitation. Everything happened in a flash of lightning.

I saw the front of the oil tanker directly hit the van where Gui Lao was sitting, and then pushed the van all the way forward, hitting the commissioner's vehicle where Yan Guoliang was sitting, and finally pushed the two cars in front, all the way to the intersection. middle.

"Ah!!!" At this moment, pedestrians on both sides of the road and vehicles at other intersections all burst into screams, filling the streets of Causeway Bay.

The crowd and vehicles began to retreat crazily, shouting and honking their horns, and quickly moved away from the intersection.

Just like that, there were only five dilapidated and messy cars left in the middle of the Causeway Bay intersection. Members of the Independent Commission Against Corruption, Commissioners of the Independent Commission Against Corruption, and Gui Lao security guards, a total of more than a dozen people, were all beaten to pieces, with their faces covered in blood.

They were squeezed into the car with miserable expressions on their faces. They pushed open the door and tried to climb out of the car.

Except for the damage to the front of the reverse-pipe tanker truck, the vehicle did not suffer any serious damage.

It's just that red diesel oil is constantly leaking from the side of the tanker, as if there are several specially prepared holes on the side of the tanker. All it takes is a big impact to cause it to crack, dumping the red oil in the tank to the ground.

Soon, red oil covered the intersection, penetrated under the cars, and surrounded all five cars in the middle.

The amount of fuel in the tank must have been calculated. After extending five or six meters, including five vehicles, the tank was emptied without even overflowing at the intersection.

"go to hell."

"A bunch of people are rushing to the street." A man in a T-shirt pushed open the car door, jumped out, cursed with a smart expression, raised his arms and ran forward wildly.

"Xixixixixixijiu..." Yan Guoliang was wearing a seat belt, tilting his head, his head covered with blood, and spit out a name.

His expression was extremely miserable, and blood bubbles were continuously coming out of the corners of his mouth. An iron frame of the car frame was inserted into his thigh, and his consciousness suddenly fell into a trance.

He didn't know if he had recognized the wrong person, but he really felt like he couldn't exert his energy and couldn't breathe.

In the 1960s, in order to support the development of trade on Hong Kong Island, the United Kingdom specially approved low-price diesel for use by trading ships.

The gangsters focus on the price difference of low-priced diesel, bribe diesel companies, and steal the low-priced diesel and sell it to the inland and coastal areas. It not only earns huge profits from it, but also supports the development of mainland industries.

This has resulted in the availability of low-priced diesel to coastal industries in the mainland, greatly reducing industrial costs and making a huge economic contribution to the development of Guangdong, Fujian and other places.

You must know that at that time, the mainland was experiencing an economic blockade, low prices for diesel and even important supplies. This was a patriotic act. This smuggling activity did not die out until after the return, and this was when it officially became extremely rampant.

In order to put an end to this kind of smuggling of low-priced diesel, the British government used chemicals to turn the low-priced diesel into a special red color, and then let the customs and police hunt for it.

Therefore, the low-priced smuggled oil on Hong Kong Island has a special name - red oil.

This is a special name left behind by a piece of history and a story.

"boom!"

Causeway Bay Crossroads.

A burst of fire suddenly burst out, and the four cars flew directly on the spot. With the huge fire, they rushed into the sky and then fell to the ground again.

Violent air waves swept through the intersection in Causeway Bay. Citizens on the sidewalk next to the intersection all crawled to the bottom of their bodies, and their hair and clothes were lifted up by the air waves, layer upon layer, like a surge.

"Poof!"

When the four cars landed again, the frames and shells had already been burned to black coke, and everyone in the cars had their limbs broken off. The vehicle parts were scattered at intersections and zebra crossings.

On June 14, 1974, a smuggled red oil truck exploded at an intersection in Causeway Bay, killing four cars and 14 people. All those who died were ICAC civil servants, including the then ICAC Commissioner and ICAC’s first ICAC Commissioner Yan Guoliang.

In addition, no passers-by were injured or killed. Causeway Bay detective "Cai Yuanqi" arrived at the scene within two minutes and arrested the criminal "Huo Qingsong" who was driving.

The whole Hong Kong was shocked for a moment!

The ICAC is in chaos!

"cut!"

When Huo Qingsong was sitting in the sugar water ice room and was arrested by Cai Yuanqi, he only had a cigarette in his mouth and a disdainful sneer on his face.

At this time, Huo Qingsong was just an ordinary driver of a red oil smuggling company, but when he is released from prison, he will be a new generation of red oil smuggling king.

"Boy."

"You are so shy."

"I almost want to praise you."

Cai Yuanqi patted Huo Qingsong's shoulder, lowered his head and whispered twice, then waved his hand and shouted: "Take away this street boy who can't drive!"

"Fortunately, no passers-by were hurt this time! What if someone is really hurt!"

"You have to obey the traffic rules when driving, do you understand?"