the next day.
Morning.
Hong Kong Island Region.
Zhuang Shikai turned the car keys, held a cup of mandarin duck, and hummed a ditty: "There will be thousands of songs floating on my road in the distance in the future!"
"Even if there are thousands of evening stars in the coming days, they will shine brighter than the moon tonight..."
He looked happy, stretched out his hand to open the office door, and slowly sat on the chair: "Ah...because you will sing with me tonight..."
Just kidding, I made an arms deal last night. After cleaning up the scene, I immediately drove home and slept with my wife upstairs.
Do you think he can be unhappy?
"Da da da." Chen Jiaju held the document, stood at the door, and raised his hand to knock on the door.
"You're so early." Sir Zhuang muttered in his heart and put the key in the drawer: "Please come in!"
"Sir Zhuang."
Chen Jiaju had two dark circles under his eyes, his steps were wandering and his eyes were blurred.
He walked to his desk and put a document on the table: "Closing Report."
"OK." Zhuang Shikai picked up the mandarin duck on the table and took a sip. He didn't mean to turn over the report at all. He was obviously waiting for something.
The boss doesn’t know how hard it is for the younger brother!
Last night, when Sir Zhuang went home and hugged his wife to sleep, hugging her softly and smelling her body fragrance, Chen Jiaju and his brothers worked overtime, interrogating and arranging procedures for a full nine hours without closing their eyes...
Where is Sir Zhuang?
He doesn’t just go home and sleep! And he dares to be late!
It looks like I don’t want to read the report yet!
"Damn it!" Chen Jiaju gritted his teeth secretly: "Do you want me to read it?"
Zhuang Shikai put his hands together, adjusted his sitting posture, tapped his fingertips, and looked up to the opposite side.
Chen Jiaju straightened his back and stood at attention and said: "Five trucks of arms were exchanged last night, totaling 230 boxes, more than 80 AK and other rifles, more than 200 standard pistols, and 80,000 bullets."
"There are also some grenades and submachine guns, which are gifts according to Da Fei."
Zhuang Shikai nodded: "Brother Da Fei is very generous!"
Chen Jiaju secretly thought: "Sir Zhuang! Just be arrogant! I will tolerate you for decades!"
"Just so that I can be the boss in a few decades! Sitting in your position!"
"snort!"
"Keep talking." Zhuang Shikai reminded.
Chen Jiaju continued: "Eight members of the East Star Club were killed on the spot, 24 were injured, and six were captured alive, including the leader of the East Star Club, Da Fei."
"In addition, twenty-five overseas gang members were killed. None survived and all died."
"Nothing was found at the scene that could prove their identity..."
"The initial suspicion is that he is a Singaporean."
"A total of 30 people were arrested, 33 people were killed during the entire operation, and arms worth HK$2 million were seized."
"Report completed."
Chen Jiaju said solemnly.
Zhuang Shikai opened the folder, turned directly to the last page, and signed his name at the end with a pen.
What's so easy about falsifying this kind of closing report? If you can't read it, you can't. Signing directly is the easiest and saves time.
Chen Jiaju took the folder back and said to himself: "Be patient! Bear with me some more!"
"It's only a few decades anyway!"
Zhuang Shikai put down his pen and said with a cold laugh: "Da Fei is so bold! You can fight a war by selling a batch of arms!"
"Damn it, what if there is turmoil in Singapore? I can't take the responsibility!"
Zhuang Shikai's speech was upright and upright.
Chen Jiaju twitched his ears and cursed secretly: "How can this little armament be enough to cause chaos? Sir Zhuang wants to put gold on his face again!"
"As handsome as he is, why are you still so narcissistic?"
"I heard that pretty boys are very narcissistic! It seems true!"
Chen Jiaju touched his chin: "I am the only exception."
"What are you thinking about!" Zhuang Shikai suddenly shouted.
Chen Jiaju was shocked, woke up and returned to reality, and quickly shouted: "Da Fei said he would take photos of everything!"
"But we have to arrange for him to escape!"
"He said he was afraid that the dealer would kill him!"
In fact, Sir Chen's thinking is narrow-minded.
In other words, using the heart of an ugly person to judge the belly of a pretty boy.
I don’t know how big the world is in Sir Zhuang’s heart!
The goods traded once are not enough to fight the war, what about ten times or a hundred times? What's more, Dafei is just one of many small demolition houses. How many small demolition houses like Dafei are selling goods privately?
It’s just that the police don’t have any information yet and the customs haven’t discovered it yet.
Moreover, how much quantity does a dealer above Dafei need to ship at one time? Where is the ultimate arms dealer?
This TM combined is definitely enough to fight a local war!
And with so many arms coming and going on Hong Kong Island, wouldn't it put Hong Kong Island on a powder keg, an extremely dangerous situation?
so...
Sir Zhuang still cares about all the people in the world!
It is simply a living Bodhisattva!
The newly born "Living Bodhisattva" Zhuang Shikai was stroking his chin and said coldly: "Da Fei is really weak..."
"Don't even give me a chance to waterboard..."
"Well…"
Chen Jiaju said a little embarrassed: "You were so miserable last night, it's strange that he won his bones... Basically, you made demands while holding on to the cell, waiting for your consent before speaking..."
"Hehehe..."
"Living Bodhisattva" sneered: "He knows what you say."
"We'll make arrangements after we finish talking."
"It depends on whether his material is strong enough. The more powerful the material, the more money he will make, and the better the place he will go to."
Chen Jiaju raised his hand and responded: "Yes, sir!"
Then Chen Jiaju turned around and left, heading to the interrogation room to convey the news to Da Fei.
Two minutes later.
Chen Jiaju knocked on the door: "Da da da."
"So fast?"
Zhuang Shikai raised his hand and said, "Come in."
Chen Jiaju said with a depressed face: "Sir! Da Fei wants to see you!"
"He wants to tell you personally!"
"Um?"
Zhuang Shikai thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Bring him to the office!"
"yes!"
"Sir!"
Chen Jiaju turned around and went out, and soon brought Da Fei to the office.
When Da Fei saw the officer with his legs crossed, he immediately wailed loudly and muttered: "Master Zhuang!"
"Spare my life..."
Dafei's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his forehead was injured, and he was walking with a limp. It was obvious that he had been beaten last night.
Sir Zhuang held the pen and sneered: "If you want to die, keep screaming!"
Da Fei immediately stopped speaking, wiped his tears with his hands, and said in a fake tone: "My online name is Johnny Wang, a guy who sells arms all year round. He used to hang out with Uncle Hai, but now he runs the stove by himself, and seven people in Hong Kong Eight societies that wanted to tear down their homes all came to him to get their goods!”
When Zhuang Shikai heard the name, he narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is he an arms dealer?"
Da Fei shook his head: "Not necessarily!"
"oh?"
Zhuang Shikai raised his eyebrows.
Da Feimao said: "Johnny Wang was a loser in the past! He didn't even give me the qualifications to carry my shoes, and he still owed me 300,000 yuan..."
"You know, I am free..."
"But last month he suddenly came to me to settle the money, and he also asked me if I wanted to take delivery..."
"That's when I found out he was in big business!"
Da Fei wiped his forehead, blood was flowing from the wound.
"So you suspect there is a big banker behind him?"
Zhuang Shikai asked aloud.
Da Fei nodded: "There must be!"
"How else could he start a business?"
"I even suspect that the goods are not his. He is just a spokesperson standing on the table, blocking the knife from the dealer behind him."
Da Fei's tone was speculative at first, but almost certain at the end.
Zhuang Shikai supported his chin with his hand, revealing the big golden hair on his wrist, and looked at Da Fei up and down...
"Uh-huh!"
Da Jinlao flashed.
A flash of light flashed across the dial.
A series of prompts sounded in Zhuang Shikai's mind. The current task was completed and the next task was activated...
He raised a smile on his lips, looked at Da Fei and said, "Okay!"
"I see."
He heard the name "Johnny Wang" and remembered some of this guy's background story. Plus, the system gave him a mission, so he was pretty sure he had found the right person.
Da Fei did indeed confess truthfully.
He then planned to drive Da Fei away.
At this time, Da Fei reminded him in a low voice: "Master Zhuang!"
"What about me running away?"
Zhuang Shikai nodded slightly: "This is the arrangement."
Da Fei immediately beamed with joy: "Thank you, Master Zhuang! Thank you, Master Zhuang!"
"You're welcome." Zhuang Shikai waved his hand and said, "Since your confession is good and has a certain effect, it lacks information on the banker behind the scenes..."
"Go to Africa!"
Da Fei was stunned.
Sir Zhuang raised his eyes and looked at Jiaju next to him: "Help Brother Da Fei arrange a boat!"
"Send Big Fei to Africa!"
Chen Jiaju's eyelids twitched: "Yes!"
"Sir!"
Zhuang Shikai nodded: "Remember to arrange a good place!"
He lowered his head and opened a document without raising his eyelids: "I think Somalia is good."
“It’s a very suitable place for Brother Da Fei to develop!”
Zhuang Shikai was flipping through the documents, and the big gold medal on his wrist shone, as if showing a sarcastic smile.
"Let's go!"
"Brother Da Fei!"
Chen Jiaju grabbed Da Fei's shoulders and dragged Da Fei out, but Da Fei howled like a ghost and shouted loudly: "Master Zhuang! I don't want to go to Africa! I don't want to go to Somalia!"
"Master Zhuang!!!"
“I really don’t want to go to Somalia!”
Da Fei's roar was astonishing, and he held on to the office door and refused to let go, trying to impress the soft heart of the "Living Bodhisattva".
Zhuang Shikai was quietly listening to the system.
How can I have time to pay attention to him?
Chen Jiaju raised his elbow and hit Da Fei on the back of the head, knocking Da Fei unconscious to the ground. He dragged Da Fei out of the corridor and murmured: "You don't even have to look at what you are, come in." Sir Cizhuang’s office is such a great honor, but you still dare to stay?”
Da Fei's body dragged out a smooth patch of ground in the corridor...
Chen Jiaju took one of his arms alone, like a mop, and dragged him into the elevator.
The next time Da Fei opened his eyes wide, he was already on a tanker heading to Africa, and all he saw in front of him was the vast ocean...
Sir Zhuang said he would be sent to Africa!
Then you must go to Africa!
Sir Zhuang said he would be sent to Somalia!
Then it cannot be sent to Soniu!
"ah!"
Da Fei stood on the deck of the cruise ship, blowing the sea breeze, beating his chest and shouting to the sky.
Zhuang Shikai was touching his watch strap in the office, his face expressionless and his tone flat: "Somalia is so great! The first AK in the beginning is all the rest to grab!"
"As the first person caught on the scene, with complete evidence, he was able to walk out of the police station building without guilt..."
"There's no need to be dissatisfied!"
"Dongxing will be proud of you!"
Zhuang Shikai laughed, and with a thought in his mind, he called up the system prompts and replayed it.
