Zhuang Shikai handed the peeled apple to Ma Jun: "0731! Thank you for your outstanding contributions to the police force over the years!"
"With the approval of the Police Department, he has been officially reinstated! He has been promoted to Inspector of the Criminal Investigation Division! He will resume his duties after recovery and discharge!"
Zhuang Shikai put the document on the table. Ma Jun held an apple and said excitedly: "Thank you, sir!"
Ma Jun lay on the hospital bed, raised his tattooed arm, and saluted solemnly.
There are always some people.
Willing to fight the darkness.
Hold on to the light! Welcome hope!
The tattoos on Ma Jun's arms and the wounds all over his body are all his military medals.
Zhuang Shikai shook his head and said: "These are all deserved!"
"Take good care of yourself."
"Come out early and help me."
The Criminal Investigation Division is located in the General Administration and specializes in handling more difficult and sharp cases. Responsible for providing support to the major crime teams in each jurisdiction, and taking over the responsibility and providing support when the major crime police in the jurisdiction are insufficient and their capabilities are insufficient.
The horse army is brave and resourceful, capable of fighting and resisting.
It would be appropriate to place it in the Criminal Investigation Division.
Of course, he can also be assigned to the area's major crime team.
However, Zhuang Shikai wanted to have a helper around him who could fight, and since there was no position in the serious crime team in his jurisdiction, he decided to put Ma Jun next to the General Administration.
"Yes, sir!" Ma Jun put down his arm and calmed down.
He began to look forward to returning to the life of the police station handling cases.
And with Ma Jun's character and strength, it is just right for him to deal with those cruel, vicious, and inhuman criminals.
This is to use the police who are bad enough to beat the criminals who are bad enough.
At this time, Zhuang Shikai took out an envelope from his arms and put it on the bedside table: "Inside is a bank check for 200,000 yuan."
"One hundred thousand is the salary I saved for you over the years, eighty thousand is a little bit of my kindness, and 20,000 is a little bit of the kindness of the guys."
"You helped our O Ji solve the case this time. The guys are also watching. I appreciate your kindness, so don't say no."
Ma Jun's mouth moved slightly and his eyes filled with tears as he said, "Okay, sir."
"In addition, according to procedures, if an undercover agent returns to the police force and is reinstated, he must first conduct a psychological investigation and undergo a civilian assessment."
"However, considering the seriousness of your injuries, I asked the director to waive your evaluation period."
"A consultant from the psychological team will come to you in two days. Just cooperate well with the inquiries... Just say something if you have something to do, and let it go if nothing happens. Anyway, they won't do anything to you." Zhuang Shikai explained some things, and then suddenly blinked: " It is said that the psychology team is all pretty girls, so seize the opportunity..."
Ma Jun's undercover style is different from that of a weakling.
I guess I've been holding it back for the past few years.
I don’t have a girl like Big Brother B.
Of course Zhuang Shikai couldn't help but make a joke on him.
Ma Jun went through the information Zhuang Shikai said in his mind, and then found that Sir Zhuang had arranged it for him. So he didn't care, but smiled and said: "Why are the psychology team all beautiful sisters?"
Zhuang Shikai scolded him naturally: "You are stupid!"
"Men will vomit when they see pork chop! Who likes to listen to pork chop talking? Of course those who study psychology must be good-looking!"
"Either the pretty sister who is doing business with men, or the handsome uncle who is doing business with rich women. Our police force is full of tough guys, so it must be the pretty sister."
Zhuang Shikai raised his right hand and extended his arm at a right angle.
I could see the bulging muscles in his arms under his suit. He was really a tough guy.
Afterwards, Zhuang Shikai chatted with Ma Jun for a few more words, left the documents and envelopes, and temporarily resigned to let Ma Jun have a good rest.
From now on, Ma Jun will have more time to chat after his reinstatement.
Zhuang Shikai would often come to the hospital to see him when he had time.
There's no need to sit there for an hour or two, it's too pretentious.
At this time, Zhuang Shikai took the elevator to the hospital. When he walked out of the hospital door, he suddenly heard a fat boy wearing a bandage on the bench next to the door, holding a cigarette in his mouth. He raised his head and exhaled smoke while sighing: "Ouch! What am I doing?" Such a miserable life!"
"Others get promoted and make money, but I'm still being hacked by people from Dongxing!"
"What the fuck, Dongxing attacks street boys and even robs the stable business, it's shameless!" After Cao Dahua finished speaking, he turned to look to the side angrily, with a hint of resentment in his eyes.
Zhuang Shikai straightened his gaze, not squinting, and pretended not to see.
Then he picked his ears with his hands and looked up at the sky: "I really envy some people who test the clock every day and still be bosses and inspectors."
“How come I don’t have this life?”
Zhuang Shikai looked at the sky, walked out of the hospital, and drove away.
"One day I will return to the police force and be a big boss!" Cao Dahua was left alone at the scene, gritting his teeth secretly, and made a grand ambition to be east of the river in thirty years and west of the river in thirty years.
Cao Dahua's appearance in the hospital was actually a coincidence.
Just as he said, people from Dongxing came to do business in Qianmalan, and he was killed as the boss.
Fortunately, police support arrived in time.
Cao Dahua took advantage of the chaos and escaped.
Later, he guessed from the grapevine that one of his brothers had returned to the police force, and he immediately felt jealous and felt really sad.
But Zhuang Shikai didn't want to pay attention to him at all, and left him in the hospital.
…
When Zhuang Shikai returned to Secretary O of the General Office, a police officer came forward and said: "Sir, there is a commander waiting for you at the door."
Zhuang Shikai nodded, raised his head, and saw Zeng Xiangrong, dressed in a light gray suit, standing in front of the Sir's office with his hands tied, waiting.
"Sir Zhuang." When Zeng Xiangrong saw Zhuang Shikai coming back, he quickly stretched out his hand and stood up to greet him.
Leather shoes made a clicking sound on the floor tiles.
When Zhuang Shikai saw Zeng Xiangrong arriving, he immediately realized something. He shook hands with Zeng Xiangrong enthusiastically and said, "Sir Zeng, let's chat inside."
"Okay." Zeng Xiangrong nodded slightly and immediately followed Zhuang Shikai.
Zhuang Shikai pushed open the glass door of his office and winked at the door. A policewoman immediately got up and went to the tea room to make two cups of coffee.
"Sir Zeng, Sir Zhuang." The female police officer placed two cups of coffee in front of the two of them.
At this time, Zhuang Shikai and Zeng Xiangrong had already sat in their respective seats and finished chatting for a while.
Zhuang Shikai picked up the coffee, pointed at the coffee cup in front of Zeng Xiangrong and said with a smile: "Sir Zeng, have a try, our O's coffee is pretty good, we won't lose it to the ICAC."
Zeng Xiangrong picked up the coffee bar with a smile on his face, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Yes."
"It just doesn't smell like shit."
It seems that Tsang Xiangrong was also the one who drank the ICAC shit-flavored coffee during the police integrity crisis.
However, has "drinking shit" become a trend now?
It's simply incomprehensible.
"Are there any investigation results?" At this time, Zhuang Shikai saw that the fire was almost over. He took the initiative to ask.
Zeng Xiangrong nodded: "A police sergeant from the Western District Military Uniform Group has been accepting bribes from Wang Bao for a long time and is responsible for informing Wang Bao."
"As you know, the uniformed team may seem inconspicuous, but they participate in many operations, and a lot of information comes from them first-hand."
"Sir Zhou's death and the last intelligence leak were all his fault."
"Is this police chief a gangster, or Wang Bao's brother who got involved?" Zhuang Shikai drew a circle with his hand and asked the question he was most concerned about.
Zeng Xiangrong replied: "He is just a criminal policeman. He had nothing to do with Wang Bao before, but some time ago his daughter had leukemia and accepted a large sum of money from Wang Bao."
"Well, this disease is a bottomless pit, you know."
Zeng Xiangrong sighed, but never said any soft words. Instead, he took the cigarette from Sir Zhuang and said, "Now people are under my control."
The speed of the Internal Investigations Section.
It's still relatively fast.
Of course, this is also because the difficulty has become much lower after Wang Bao's fall. Coupled with the recent frequent contacts from the criminal police and targeted searches, it is almost time to root out the person in a week.
"Bah." Zhuang Shikai lit his cigarette, crossed his legs and said, "Leave the man to me."
"Sir Zhuang..." Zeng Xiangrong's expression changed, revealing his nervousness: "Aren't you going to give him a way to survive?"
The Police Internal Investigation Division does not have procedures for handing over persons to Mr. O.
Because internal corruption follows a set of procedures, while O Ji handles triad cases, there is no overlap between the two, and there is no argument that anyone will be handed over.
Zhuang Shikai's "handing over the person" is obviously to be done privately. CAPO will first release the person, and then Mr. O will take action.
In this case, the other party may not survive.
Therefore, Zeng Xiangrong asked this question.
"Those who betray their brothers' lives have no right to live..." Zhuang Shikai held a cigarette between his fingers, his tone was plain but profound, and he sentenced people to death in one sentence.
In Zhuang Shikai's eyes, there are two types of black police officers. One is to collect money to protect criminals, or use their position to make money, and the other is to collude with criminals and betray their brothers in the police force.
The first kind can live, the second kind can only die.
Whether or not you kill your brother is the biggest red line.
In the 1980s, if someone within the police force dared to touch this red line, there would be no way out.
Because Mr. Zhuang is talking about things now.
"Okay! Leave it to me!" Zeng Xiangrong nodded, spit out the cigarette, and said nothing more.
He just asked the question because he was surprised, but he didn't expect to ask for mercy or anything. Because he is also a person from that era, his three views are consistent with Sir Zhuang's, and there will be no doubt about Sir Zhuang's actions.
Zeng Xiangrong put out his cigarette after five minutes, stood up and left the Sir's office.
In the afternoon, the Internal Investigation Division released a Western District Sheriff named "Chen Yaozu".
Chen Yaozu was dressed in military uniform, twisted his neck, and walked out of the CAPO office area. He stood on the first floor of the General Administration and took a deep breath, showing a happy expression on his face after surviving the disaster.
"Fortunately, it's okay."
"The people in the Investigation Department must have made a mistake!"
Chen Yaozu walked out of the main entrance of the General Administration, muttered a few words to himself, and took out a pack of cigarettes.
As soon as he picked up the cigarette, a black van parked on the street. A strong, strong hand stretched out the door and pulled Chen Yaozu into the car.
"Whoa!" The door of the van was pulled, closed, and closed, and it sped away from Armory Street.
Chen Yaozu raised his head in surprise and saw a face coming into view. His whole body felt like he was falling into the abyss. His eyes were frightened and he shouted hesitantly: "Cai...Cai...Sir Cai..."
"Haha." Cai Yuanqi sneered, looking at him like he was looking at a dead person...
Several old brothers who had crossed the sea with Sir Zhuang in the airship were sitting on the chairs next to Cai Yuanqi.
At this time, a sanitation worker swept a cigarette from the street into a dustpan, sweeping away the last trace of the police traitor in the world.
Some people are willing to be a spark in the darkness/some are willing to be reduced to a little darkness under the light.
