"Sir Zhuang."
"This man..." Yuan Haoyun was wearing a jacket, his tone was hesitant, and he was a little suspicious in his heart.
Zhuang Shikai turned to look at him: "Do your job well."
"do not think too much."
He patted Yuan Haoyun on the shoulder and said comforting words.
Yuan Haoyun must have seen something.
But as an informant...it happens that he occasionally shoots his own people twice.
Although it should be avoided as much as possible, there is nothing you can do if it does happen. It is all in the risk estimation.
From Yuan Haoyun's point of view, he just shot the enemy, which was not a mistake at all.
Jiang Lang can only be given the best treatment and the best treatment.
Fortunately, "Jiang Lang" was not shot to death, otherwise he would not be able to be saved, and he would have suffered a big loss!
Zhuang Shikai's conscience will also be filled with regrets.
Oh shit! Yuan Haoyun is really a talent! Sensing that the criminal was escaping, he rushed to the second-floor window and opened fire, knocking Jiang Lang down with one shot. This shooting technique was really amazing! As expected of a talent from the Flying Tigers!
Now "Jiang Lang" doesn't have to think about how to go back and deal with Johnny Wang.
Send directly to the hospital for rescue treatment.
Just recover from the injury and return to the police force.
At present, the special car has sent Jiang Lang away.
The other dead and shot Ma Chai at the scene?
Haha, they have to wait for the mission hospital's white car to arrive and take them to the hospital one by one. The doctor will confirm their death and sign their names to be sent to the morgue.
You cannot enjoy first aid treatment!
That’s the kind of treatment only your own people have!
"Yes, sir." Yuan Haoyun nodded, with guilt on his face. He took a deep breath and quickly adjusted his mood.
He hid the guilt deep in his heart and decided to wait until his "colleague" woke up and personally bring fruit to his door to apologize. Also show respect to your colleagues.
In fact, Yuan Haoyun did not know Jiang Lang's identity when he fired the gun, but when he walked down the stairs quickly, he accidentally discovered a bullet hole in the wall.
The angle of that bullet hole is very tricky!
It must be Sir Zhuang’s marksmanship!
How sharp is Sir Zhuang's shooting? If you say swat a fly on the left wing, you will never swat a fly on the right wing!
Yuan Haoyun has followed Zhuang Shikai and trained in the Flying Tigers for many years. He not only knows about it, but also has a deep understanding of it.
When he saw that Sir Zhuang's shot missed, the first thing he thought about was not "Why did it go wrong?" but "Why didn't it hit?"
Immediately, the experience in Yuan Haoyun's head began to take effect. He quickly reviewed the scene and immediately realized that something was wrong with the overall situation.
He probably shot the informant!
Sir Zhuang let go of his own people!
"Ding ding ding."
Yunlou Tea House.
layer.
The phone rang urgently.
Zhuang Shikai looked back at the phone, quickly stepped forward and picked up the phone: "Who are you?"
The teahouse owner and several waiters were standing nearby. They were more sensible and did not dare to answer the phone randomly.
The phone number on the second floor of the teahouse was cut off. After inquiries at the police station, it was reasonable to call the number on the first floor.
Yuan Haoyun followed and stood two meters away, waiting for the commander's order.
Almost everyone present could guess that the call must have come from the police force.
Sure enough, the other side of the phone immediately rang out with a clear reply from a female police officer called "O Ji": "O Ji Wu Qiaojun!"
"Sir Zhuang! Do you need any support?"
Policewoman O obviously knew there was something going on in Kowloon.
Zhuang Shikai said calmly: "Kowloon District, bring the teahouse for a shootout."
"It's just a little trouble."
The implication is that the matter has been resolved and police support is no longer needed.
Of course, when colleagues in the Kowloon district receive news of the shooting in the downtown area, they will definitely send people to the scene to help. The police cars were already parked on the street, so there was no one left to clean up the scene.
"Yes, sir." The female police officer responded solemnly first, and then continued: "According to the response from Team O and C, they searched the morgue and basement of Mingxin Hospital and found a large amount of arms! Including RPG and other high-power weapons!”
"Due to the huge amount of arms inventory and its dangerous nature, Group C has contacted the Central Administration and sent an armed convoy from Hong Kong Island to transport and transfer the arms..."
These processes are all choices made by O in compliance with regulations and circumstances, and there are no mistakes in principles or responsibilities.
After all, Mingxin Hospital is a hospital!
Inside, medical staff and patients are the primary targets of protection!
When a large number of arms appear, the first choice must be transportation and transfer. It is impossible to store them in hospitals for a long time.
Several departments in the Hong Kong Island Region are assisting according to the procedures. Although the nature of the matter is to report to Chief Zhuang, Chief Zhuang was busy with work just now and could not receive the call.
In view of the urgent situation, the Hong Kong Island Region naturally dispatched vehicles and personnel in advance, and then reported to the superior.
All procedures are correct!
There’s nothing wrong with choosing them all!
But after Zhuang Shikai heard what the policewoman said, his heart skipped a beat and he raised his eyebrows: "I know!"
"Tell Group C immediately! Strict security will be maintained during the arms transfer process! Strengthen security!"
According to police regulations, these police stations must be moved to a sparsely populated garrison camp in the suburbs of the New Territories and placed in a military warehouse for storage.
Because the number of arms exceeds a certain level, it is inconvenient for the police to control them. First, they are afraid that the police force will strengthen and the force will cross the line. Second, they are afraid that improper storage may cause an explosion.
The warehouse of "Johnny Wang" has undoubtedly met the requirements. It will be sent directly to the suburbs of the New Territories, and the police department has no space to store it.
When transferring from Central to the New Territories, the distance is immediately lengthened, and there are also more uncontrollable factors in between.
Although the garrison camp will also send vehicles to take over, it is not safe enough for both sides to set off at the same time, and most of the way.
Although Zhuang Shikai remembers that "Johnny Wang" has never robbed a police vehicle, everything cannot be done according to memory!
After all, in the plot of the movie, the shootout at the tea house was not caused by "Johnny Wang" taking the initiative, but by the police planning to arrest him. The police force did not skip the preliminary investigation and directly destroy the arsenal. There is no so-called "boss behind the scenes".
Now things have changed!
Since "Johnny Wang" dares to send people to attack the police force, he is very likely to rob the escort vehicle with weapons and seize the batch of arms in the warehouse!
For more than ten years, Zhuang Shikai's rich experience in handling cases told him that "Johnny Wang" was a man who had the courage to go to war with the police force! You must be careful and careful!
At this moment, Zhuang Shikai had a strong premonition in his heart!
The policewoman "O" responded with a serious tone: "Yes! Sir!"
Zhuang Shikai pondered for a moment, still a little worried, took the phone, and finally gave the order: "Notify the Flying Tigers to dispatch! Helicopter support! Follow up with the escort team throughout the entire process!"
"Yes, sir!" Policewoman O answered the call again, "Pah!" Zhuang Shikai then put down the phone.
"Sir Zhuang, what's going on?" Yuan Haoyun asked from the side.
From his analysis of Sir Zhuang's expression, tone, and the conversation he heard just now, it seemed that something big was about to happen.
Zhuang Shikai put his hand into the lining of his suit, took out a credit card, slapped it on the tea shop counter, pushed it towards the tea shop owner on the left, motioned the boss to come forward with his eyes, waited for the boss to take two steps forward, and then spoke He said: "Uncle Wen! The credit limit on the card is 100,000. You can find a bank to clear it and it will be considered as compensation for the police force."
This incident did cause some losses to the teahouse. The police force could make up for the loss of hardware, but it could not make up for the loss of diners' popularity...
If there are gun battles and crossfires in restaurants and teahouses on Hong Kong Island, business will definitely be bad in the short term.
This doesn't require market research. Everyone knows about the guy who works in the police force every day.
What's more, Zhuang Shikai was an old customer of Yunlai Tea House and was very familiar with the owner "Uncle Wen". He should have been willing to give "Uncle Wen" a personal compensation.
Others don't know it, but he has a clear mind. In this matter, he took the initiative to choose the location of the teahouse and deliberately set up a trap in the teahouse. If he caused losses, he should allocate money.
Sir Zhuang is not a young person! One hundred thousand yuan is just right! Meaning meaning.
"Uncle Wen" didn't dare to reach for the card. He waved his hands repeatedly and said in a loud voice, "Officer Zhuang is too polite! I will ask the police to apply for compensation. I don't need you to pay any personal compensation."
This third-generation successor of Yunlai Teahouse, a teahouse owner in his forties, is a sophisticated man. He neither accepts money nor resists in vain. He just doesn’t accept Mr. Zhuang’s money and goes to the police to get it. money.
Obviously, he knew the identity of the commander in front of him very well. Not to mention making things difficult and angering him, he was afraid that it would make Mr. Zhuang feel uncomfortable at all.
But Zhuang Shikai had no time to engage in human relations with him. He threw down the card and turned around to leave. He walked out of the teahouse door and said to Yuan Haoyun next to him: "Leave five people at the scene! All the rest will follow you to the ring!"
"Take the ring?" Yuan Haoyun's expression was stunned.
Zhuang Shikai turned his head and looked at him: "Group C has begun to transfer arms."
Team C was right about this. Zhuang Shikai couldn't say anything, he could only try his best to make up for it and hope that nothing bad would happen.
Yuan Haoyun was swept by Sir Zhuang's sharp eyes and suddenly realized something. He took a breath and said in surprise: "Johnny Wang is going to start a war with the police force?"
"War?"
"Ha! Is he worthy?" With a click, Zhuang Shikai got into the car, closed the door, sneered, and straightened his suit.
Yuan Haoyun got into the driver's seat, picked up the walkie-talkie, and immediately ordered the team to withdraw and go to Sheung Wan for support.
"Crash." The people at the scene quickly stopped working, and the Kowloon Police Department began to take over the scene.
Inside the Yunlai Teahouse, "Uncle Wen" watched Sir Zhuang leave and the police team withdraw. After all, he reached for his bank card and prepared to withdraw money.
There is a kind of majesty that makes people dare not reach out, and there is also a kind of majesty that makes people dare not refuse. Sir Zhuang not only does it a little lower, he can also do it the next day.
As for the financial losses caused by transporting the tea house, 10,000 yuan is enough to compensate. The remaining 90,000 yuan is for compensation business, so that it is clean and does not owe each other.
And with the reputation of Yunlai Tea House, it is a time-honored brand. It takes about half a month to regain its popularity, which is about the same as 90,000 yuan.
In the past, Rose would save money at the teahouse to reserve tea tables... It's the same now...
On the ring road.
A large convoy consisting of eight trucks, four armed vehicles, and a dozen police cars was driving forward at a speed of 60 yards, with police lights and sirens blaring along the way. People are intimidated.
The cars on the road avoided each other, only five trucks in the distance were approaching the convoy!
