ICAC.
Hutchison Building.
Lardboy parked the car downstairs.
As the temporary investigation director of Team A, Han Zhibang received a call from the Hong Kong Governor.
"yes."
"Sir!"
"Yes, sir!"
"I see!"
In the Hutchison Building, the ICAC office area was covered with white curtains. ICAC members used long white cloths to cover red, green and other items, leaving only black and white in the huge office area.
At this moment, all Lianji investigators were uniformly wearing black suits and white flowers on their chests, and the office was austere.
At this time, the members of Lian Ji heard the call from the Hong Kong Governor, and they all put down what they were doing and turned their attention to Han Zhibang who answered the phone.
I saw Han Zhibang standing upright, answering continuously, then putting down the phone, looking back and preaching to them.
"Let him go."
The Lian Kee members remained motionless, as if they had not heard.
"Let Lei Luo go."
Han Zhibang opened his mouth and reiterated.
Wow!
It was as if a cauldron was exploding inside Lianji. All the members of each group looked indignant and shouted loudly: "Just when Sir Yan died, you let Lei Luo go? How can you be worthy of Sir Yan!"
"A dozen colleagues! A dozen colleagues!"
"And all the brothers in Group B, Group B are all dead!"
Inside the plain and elegant Lian Ji, voices roared loudly. When talking about the sacrificed colleagues of Group B, many police officers couldn't help crying again.
Han Zhibang's eyes were also red and his expression was haggard.
Last night, he first took Team A on duty, and then received the news that Sir Yan was killed.
Then, he immediately took people to the scene and was busy collecting the bodies again. He didn't go to the police station until the morning.
To be honest, the corpses were all charred and there was nothing to collect, but watching the pieces of corpses being put into body bags was indeed very tiring to watch.
The most important thing is that he has no idea which body part belongs to whose.
Neither the police nor the hospital could recognize him.
In the end, they were stuffed into body bags randomly.
How could Han Zhibang bear this?
Sir Yan was the person he admired the most. When he suddenly suffered this fate, not only Han Zhibang, but also the entire ICAC couldn't bear it.
Sir Yan's wife also suffered from excessive grief and fell into a coma and was sent to the hospital.
Sir Yan's daughter was picked up by the Hong Kong Governor and temporarily lived in the Hong Kong Governor's Mansion.
Now the entire ICAC security department is on 24-hour vigil, armed with live ammunition to protect ICAC.
But now ICAC is the safest.
The protection of Gui Lao's security has become unnecessary.
Facing the roars of his colleagues, Han Zhibang just said expressionlessly: "This morning Zhuang Shikai took people to the Central Administration Bureau to demonstrate and put pressure."
"The Hong Kong Governor personally called us and told us to pay attention to the fire and let the people go first."
In fact, if it knew how to assess the situation, ICAC should take the initiative to release the person without having to bother the Hong Kong Governor to call him personally.
However, the Hong Kong Governor considered that ICAC could easily get confused and do wrong things when it was really angry, so he took the initiative to call and give advice.
Since the Hong Kong Governor personally called to explain the reasons.
How could ICAC detain people and not release them?
"Hold!"
"Dry!"
"Police team! Police team!"
"These are a bunch of lunatics! A bunch of scum!"
In the ICAC office area, there was an instant burst of crazy curses, as well as the sounds of documents being smashed, tables being kicked, and chairs being lifted.
Han Zhibang quietly watched everyone venting, without making a sound, but gestured to the two female subordinates next to him.
The two calmer female subordinates nodded and turned to go to the detention room to release the man.
The two female members of Lianji were not so much calm as they were finished crying in advance.
After all, women are emotional creatures, and it is impossible to stay out of it.
In addition to sadness, even Han Zhibang also felt some guilt and self-blame.
If he hadn't suggested perjury to Sir Yan, Sir Yan would have no reason to arrest Lei Luo.
There is no reason to arrest Lei Luo, and naturally there will be no subsequent oil tanker explosion.
but……
Guilt is guilt.
Han Zhibang will definitely admit to perjury.
He wants to keep this secret deep in his heart and fight the police force with his life at the ICAC.
"I must kill Lei Luo!"
When two policewomen took Lei Luo out of the detention room, Han Zhibang clenched his fists and secretly made up his mind.
Brother Luo, on the other hand, was adjusting his tie while walking, still looking well-dressed and elegant.
Haha, in just one night, it is impossible to cause any harm to Brother Luo.
Brother Luo didn't have anything on his face except that he looked a little tired, had not shaved off his stubble, and looked like he hadn't slept well.
"hehe."
"I have to order ingot candles."
Brother Luo straightened his tie, put down his hand, and sneered disdainfully.
The ICAC members in the office area all stared at him with hatred, as if they wanted to eat him alive.
Brother Luo not only slaughtered the heads of the ICAC, but also mocked them in person. It can be seen how the members of the ICAC felt, but the opponent was so powerful that the ICAC personally let him go.
After all, without Yan Guoliang's support at this time, the ICAC's plan to commit perjury would not be able to proceed without anyone behind the scenes. Even if the ICAC doesn't let go, it can't actually prosecute.
Because there is no signature from Yan Guoliang, many unexplainable things cannot be put on the table as evidence. If you don't let him go, can you still insist on prosecution? Don't be kidding, the judge is not a fool, and there is no boss to take the blame...
Brother Luo glanced around the crowd and strode out of the Hutchison Building with a nonchalant look on his face.
The ICAC officers did not send him downstairs.
Because no one from the ICAC wanted to spend one more second with him.
"Snapped."
After Brother Luo left, Han Zhibang lit three red incense sticks in front of a Guan Sheng shrine in the corner of the office area, clasped his hands together and bowed again, held the red incense sticks on his forehead, and prayed silently.
"Kill Lei Luo!"
"Kill Lei Luo!"
"I want to kill Lei Luo!"
Han Zhibang raised his head and revealed his eyes, which reflected the red light of the shrine, filled with blood.
Later, Han Zhibang inserted the red incense into the shrine, breathed out, and his expression returned to normal.
Faith always takes root and sprouts when the world is in crisis, and joy expands crazily when evil thoughts arise.
During the Eastern Jin Dynasty, there was war and famine, and the "Wong Tai Sin Faith" was born in the south. Later, with the economic development, Hong Kong businessmen became superstitious, and the "Wong Tai Sin Temple" took root in Hong Kong Island, becoming a miraculous and highly respected temple.
Before the Qing Dynasty, Hong Kong Island relied on the sea to make a living, and there were many typhoons and storms. The "Mazu belief" was born in the south, hoping to protect fishermen from going to sea safely and having food to eat.
Later, naval wars occurred frequently in the Qing Dynasty. Hong Kong people felt that their situation was precarious and hoped for a god to ensure peace. "Mazu" became the "Queen of Heaven", and the court also named her one after another.
The same is true for the "Guan Sheng" belief.
It was originally just a small local belief, but as Hong Kong Island continued to change between the British and Japanese eras, the current situation was chaotic and the society was dark, it gradually became a major belief.
Regardless of whether they are police officers, young and Dangerous people, or even businessmen who make a living on Hong Kong Island, they all hope that "Guan Sheng" will ensure their safety, success immediately, fight their way out, and make a living.
Because under the social conditions of Hong Kong Island at that time, no matter what profession you were in, you were licking your blood and fighting to get to the top.
Therefore, there will be situations where all walks of life worship "Guan Sheng".
As a result, the "Guan Sheng" belief suddenly became popular and became a very famous belief in Hong Kong Island.
Because "Guan Sheng" represents "Martial Arts".
In this era, all walks of life must rely on their fists to speak for themselves.
Then all walks of life must worship the "Guan Sheng" who symbolizes "Martial Arts"!
Everyone knows...
Guan Sheng is from Wu Sheng...
Yesterday, there was no "Guan Sheng" shrine within the ICAC, but after learning about Sir Yan's accident, Han Zhibang asked his master to build a shrine this morning in order to protect his brother's safety.
"Bye bye too."
When colleagues saw Han Zhibang lighting incense and praying, they all stepped forward and lit red incense. No matter whether it was good or bad, they bowed first before talking.
Lei Zhongxian was hiding alone in the office, holding a cup of coffee, pulling up a few leaves of the blinds, watching Lei Luo swaggering out of the gate of the ICAC, and finally met up with Lard Boy.
"Is this you?"
"There are many crimes, and the hands are full of blood..."
Lei Zhongxian put down his hand, raised the cup, and took a sip of coffee.
…
"Brother Luo."
"Are you feeling wronged inside?"
At the entrance of the ICAC.
Lei Luo and Lard Boy meet.
Lei Luo walked out of the door with a relaxed expression, then glanced at the lard boy waiting on the roadside and walked towards the lard boy.
Lardboy came forward very enthusiastically, held Brother Luo's shoulders, looked up and down a few times, and only asked with concern after making sure everything was okay.
Lei Luo waved his hand casually and said confidently: "They are just a bunch of little losers."
"How can I be wronged?"
"I just lost face for them, and I feel very unhappy."
Lei Luo and Lard Boy got into the car while talking. Lei Luo was seen sitting in the back seat of the car, and Lardboy drove Brother Luo himself.
At this time, Brother Luo was leaning on the sofa in the car and talking, his face full of displeasure.
While driving, Lardboy said: "Brother Luo, you will not lose face."
"Zhuangzi has earned back all the face you lost."
"oh?"
"How to say?"
Lei Luo was a little curious, feeling that something happened that he didn't know about.
Because killing Yan Guoliang was just a countermeasure and did not count as earning back face. If Lard Zai could say this, it must be that Zhuang Zai had done something very impressive.
So he asked aloud.
While driving, Lardboy told what happened at the Central Headquarters in the morning.
When Lei Luo heard that he might be suspended from his post within the police force, his face suddenly became ugly.
However, when he heard Zhuang Shikai calling on the Chinese police officers to demonstrate and using Chinese strength to force the director to make concessions, his face became satisfied and proud again.
"Hahaha." Brother Luo's hearty laughter could be heard in the car. After he finished laughing, Brother Luo clapped hard with both hands and praised proudly: "Zhuangzi is really amazing. I was worried before. If ICAC takes me away, the Chinese police force will be leaderless, and it will be bad if there is any trouble."
"Now it seems that I was worried in vain..."
"That kid did everything I didn't dare to do!"
"Wei!"
"How powerful!"
Lei Luo was not mocking, nor was he afraid. Looking at his smile, you could tell that he was sincerely exaggerating Zhuang Zai.
There was no way, since he was taken away by ICAC, he was actually very worried about the situation within the police force. If the police force is uneasy, it means that its foundation is unstable and its strength has dropped significantly.
And since he was locked up in the ICAC and unable to coordinate the internal affairs of the police force, the ICAC officers had the opportunity to bring him down. This is also the reason why Yan Guoliang was in danger of arresting him.
And when he killed Yan Guoliang, he just expressed his position to others, and he would die if he dared to touch him.
It can only shock the outside world.
It doesn't have much effect on the interior.
At this time, a strong force inside stepped forward to stabilize the internal situation for him, which was actually a great thing for him.
There is no need to be afraid at all.
What's more, with Zhuang Zai's current power, he has nothing to be afraid of.
If he was playing some kind of game to suppress balance when his head was spinning, then he would be a big fool.
Of course, such a stupid person cannot produce such a capable man under his command.
Because those who want to do great things must be open-minded... Lei Luo knows that in history, those who suppress subordinates and those who are jealous of talents will end badly, and never block the opportunities for subordinates to make money and get higher positions, so there are so many Chinese police officers supporting him.
Lard Zai also understands Brother Luo's character, and of course he will not speak ill of Zhuang Zai in front of Brother Luo. Otherwise, if Zhuang Shikai doesn't fix him, Brother Luo will beat his mouth to pieces.
Who wouldn't feel comfortable following such a big boss? Everyone is willing to fight for the big boss, and they fight willingly!
"Help me make an appointment with Zhuang Zai for dinner this afternoon. Call Lin Gang, Han Sen, Xi Jiu and others..."
"I want to announce something to everyone..."
Lei Luo bent forward, took the initiative to take a cigar from the front seat of Lardboy, lit it, exhaled the smoke, and said aloud.
Lardboy grabbed the steering wheel, nodded and said with a smile: "Zhuangzi also said that he would invite you to dinner in the afternoon, and he said that he would bring everyone to help you clean up the dust."
"Ah."
"This brat really understands me."
"You know I want to go home to see my wife first, but you didn't say you wanted to treat me to lunch."
Lei Luo clicked his tongue and said while holding a cigar.
Lardboy echoed with a smile: "Yes, Brother Luo, if Zhuangzi doesn't understand you, who will understand you?"
"correct."
"Remember to order ten carts of ingot candles for me. When Yan Guoliang was in his first seven years, he would pour them in front of the ICAC and burn them all to boost the morale of the ICAC."
"Okay, okay."
Lei Luo hasn't forgotten this yet.
Lardboy silently turned the steering wheel for half a turn, turned a corner, changed the road, and quietly changed the road to the Central Headquarters to the direction to the Kowloon Walled City.
Brother Luo has been released.
Then it is only a matter of time before the assets in Hong Kong are unfrozen.
However, it hasn’t been thawed yet.
In addition, Miss Bai is also in Kowloon Walled City.
Lei Luo wanted to see his wife, so naturally he had to go to the walled city to see her.
You know, Lei Luo also has the identity of the son-in-law of the First Level City Walled City.
But if Brother Luo knew that Zhuang Shikai asked him to have dinner in the afternoon, he just had to go to work and would be free after get off work in the afternoon... What do you think Brother Luo would think? Forget it, it's better that Brother Luo doesn't know about this matter, since Zhuang Zai wouldn't bring it up foolishly anyway.
Squeak.
The car stopped at the gate of Kowloon Walled City.
I saw a copper brazier placed at the gate of the walled city, with a few pieces of coal burning and sparks coming out.
Miss Bai was already waiting at the door with a group of uncles and bosses from the city.
When Lei Luo got out of the car and walked toward the walled city with Lard Boy, Miss Bai held a grapefruit leaf in her hand and said with a strong expression: "Husband."
"Welcome home."
…
afternoon.
Six o'clock.
A restaurant with integrity.
After Lei Luo took a shower, he changed into new clothes and sat at the main table in a straight suit.
All Chinese police officers of the Hong Kong Police Force, above the rank of Sergeant, were sitting in the lobby on the second floor of the restaurant.
At this time, the restaurant has been fully booked by a certain handsome boy, who is not only used to welcome the superiors, but also to express some condolences to the brothers.
At this time, the banquet had just begun, and the food and wine had not yet been served.
Lei Luo picked up a wine glass, stood up and said: "..."
