Since Zhuo Jingquan went to a business meeting earlier, he did not bring the relevant autopsy report...
Zhuang Shikai looked understanding and sent someone to get the report.
Five minutes later, Meazi wore high leather boots, pushed the door open and walked in, placing the report on the table: "Sir Zhuang, report."
I saw that she was wearing a small leather jacket, over-the-knee fishnet stockings on her long legs, and paired with a pair of high leather boots, revealing a section of her big white legs, which was both wild and sexy.
Zhuo Jingquan didn't dare to look any further...
However, Sir Zhuang glanced at it lightly and quickly took it back.
He's used to it.
Zhuang Shikai then opened the folder and browsed the report.
Meiko left the office.
Zhuo Jingquan spoke up: "According to the forensics department, this international killer has a hormone imbalance in his body, has abnormal pain-sensing nerves, and shows signs of drug injection."
"The specific manifestations include no pain, strong hematopoietic function, strong recovery ability, etc..."
"In addition, because the forensics department has never seen a living body and lacks technology and equipment, we can only compare the live video and speculate that there is some enhancement in strength and speed."
"But it is certain that killer kidneys, nerves, and hematopoietic cells... have obvious side effects!"
"Very unusual!"
Zhuang Shikai looked calm, flipping through the documents carefully, as if he already had a guess in his mind.
Zhuo Jingquan paused, glanced at him, and continued: "This is likely to cause the killer to become drug dependent and have a short lifespan. Moreover, abnormal mental symptoms cannot be ruled out. Through video comparison, the possibility is as high as 90%."
Although, the police forensics department has worked very hard.
However, it is always just a forensics department.
Don't ask too much of others.
Whether it is personnel, technology or equipment, it is more than enough to investigate homicides, but it is difficult to study human body modification.
This information is judged from a biomedical perspective and combined with on-site route belts.
The documents in Zhuang Shikai's hand are also mixed with many photos of the scene. Many characteristics can be roughly seen, and it can be believed that the judgment of the forensic department is correct.
Zhuo Jingquan’s final words were: “I suspect that these killers are human experiment troops from World War II.”
During World War II and the Cold War, various countries engaged in "super soldiers", "human body modification" plans, etc...
This is no secret.
Although most people have no substantial evidence, it is easy to think of certain plans based on the situation at the scene.
Moreover, the British side has the strength and possibility to carry out these plans!
This kind of "high-level" killer is not something ordinary organizations can dispatch.
However, if the "701" troops can be sent to stir up trouble, the British side is really giving it a try.
Sir Zhuang has recognized the identity of Unit 701.
"That's right, these killers are probably special forces sent by Gui Lao to serve as executioners for the Military Intelligence Department. As for what kind of super soldiers?" Zhuang Shikai dropped the folder and tsked disdainfully: "They are not worthy yet! "
Of course, it is undeniable that their combat effectiveness is far superior to ordinary police officers. If they are allowed to attack the protection team police officers, the number of casualties among the officers will increase, and the VIPs of the Education Bureau may be injured...
Both possibilities are unfavorable.
Sir Zhuang naturally wants to eliminate them in advance.
What's more, after Unit 701 failed to succeed in the first separate assassination, if they adopt a centralized assassination method and specifically target a VIP to attack, the chance of success will be very high.
The current situation is like "the enemy is overt and we are hidden", the joint protection team is dispersed, and the 701 unit can change its strategy at any time.
Those 701 soldiers with mental problems do not mean that their brains are not working well.
Zhuang Shikai had to use the safest strategy to deal with it regardless of whether the other party would take corresponding measures.
"Sir Zhuang, I have notified the joint protection enhancement and the response of the police station in the jurisdiction. In addition, try not to go out through VIP... Every trip must comply with the principle of three-minute support, that is, police support within three minutes of the location and route, and military uniforms in each jurisdiction The police team, crime team, stormtroopers, and traffic team have all been issued weapons, and all units are fully prepared to deal with possible assassinations."
Zhuo Jingquan saw the disdain and contempt in Zhuang Shikai's eyes, and quickly opened his mouth to tell Sir Zhuang the latest arrangements.
"Very good." Zhuang Shikai nodded with satisfaction.
However, he is used to being beaten passively. If people knew that Mr. Zhuang would rather be beaten passively than to kill someone, how many people in Hong Kong would be kicking their noses and getting slapped in the face?
I saw Mr. Zhuang lifting the cuffs of his suit, waving his hands calmly and saying, "Let's go do the work."
"Yes, sir!" Zhuo Jingquan stood at attention, saluted, and replied loudly: "Every member of the joint protection team will definitely ensure the safety of every VIP!"
"The Political Department will not disappoint the commander!"
Ah Quan has already seen Zhuang Ye's attitude behind his calm movements. It is a statement that he wants to eliminate his opponents quickly and kill them all!
Just kidding, after spending so many years with Master Zhuang, can you still understand what Master Zhuang means?
Mr. Zhuang raised his eyebrows. They, the bosses above the superintendent level, immediately knew whether Mr. Zhuang wanted to become a devil or a Buddha today.
And what he has to do is to ensure that nothing happens to the target before Zhuang Ye executes the killing plan, so as not to add that little flaw to Zhuang Ye's perfect plan.
Even if the flaws are small, someone could die if something goes wrong.
"Bah!" Zhuo Jingquan put down his arms, wore a white uniform, opened the glass door and turned to leave.
Zhuang Shikai picked up the coffee, took a sip, and then looked thoughtful, as if he was thinking about some information.
Maybe it’s because there’s too much information in my head, or maybe I’m busy at work and have a lot to consider…
He didn't think about it for a moment, so he simply put down his coffee, turned around and walked to the safe in the office.
The black password cabinet is covered in leather and looks very high-end.
Unfortunately, this is an old product from more than ten years ago.
From the level of inspector, he followed him to become the director of the department.
Although the Japanese's anti-theft technology is essentially outdated, with superpower locking, even the most powerful thief in the world cannot open this safe.
Zhuang Shikai twisted the password, inspired, clicked, double verification, and the safe door popped open.
Zhuang Shikai took out a folder inside, turned around and stood in front of the window, flipping through the files to find...
"Ye Baoyi, Situ Guang, Nianzu...Xu Xi...Which page is Xu Xi on?"
"Wow." Sir Zhuang muttered, flipping through the folder as if looking for a name.
There is a white note on the side of the folder with six words written on it - "List of Key Domestic Supervisions".
This monitoring list does not include wanted criminals or politicians.
But it records a group of people in Hong Kong or abroad who have criminal strength, power, and potential.
They were discovered by Sir Zhuang in advance, but they had not yet committed a crime, or had no intention of committing a crime...
Sir Zhuang does not need to arrest them for the time being, and may need them in the future, so he sends the intelligence department to monitor them on a regular basis and investigate their life trajectories, ensuring that they can be arrested, questioned, and assisted the police at any time.
Of course, it is not ruled out that some of these people will stand opposite the police force in the future, but that is not important. If they don't behave, they will be killed.
Anyway.
There are many documents in Sir Zhuang's safe.
One of his special skills is making lists.
…
evening.
Central.
Cultural Museum Library.
Xu Xi was wearing a white shirt, pushing a double-decker car and walking back and forth in front of the bookcase.
He has to find the location according to the code and organize the books.
This is probably the most tiring job in the library.
But he never tired of it.
"No. 7! I'll buy No. 7 tonight!"
"No, Golden Lightning No. 9 looks better than No. 7."
"Silly boy, you are buying a horse, not a horse!"
Library corner.
At a round table.
Several men and women, old and young, wearing different clothes gathered together, holding horse newspapers, bickering back and forth, arguing about which horse to buy.
The small cart in front of Xu Xi was filled with mountains of books layer after layer.
If other employees are so free, someone must have taken care of the job.
I saw Xu Xi picking up the books with quick hands and feet.
He works hard without complaining and enjoys his work. He is the favorite friend of his colleagues.
"The Evening News reports that there were multiple assassinations of public officials on Hong Kong Island last night. It is reported that these are related to a foreign criminal organization, and the police have launched a joint protection operation. No public officials have been injured so far, but many police officers have died. …”
"This is the battle scene at the scene..."
Xu Xi raised her head and looked: "Ruolan! Tiehu!"
The movements in his hands suddenly stopped, his expression changed a little, and he saw two familiar figures.
The news will stop at the click, and the screen will switch after the broadcast. There is no detailed discussion of politics, let alone too much introduction to the killer organization.
But Xu Xi already knew that "Unit 701" was dispatched.
He calmed down his emotions, continued to pick up the books, and put them back according to the numbers.
"Ding dong." At this moment, the jingle hanging next to the wooden door of the library rang, and a handsome, tall man in a black suit walked sideways into the library door.
When he walked in, he seemed to be afraid of something scratching his suit, and he patted his shoulders with his hand, showing his outstanding nobility.
"I'm sorry, the library closes at five o'clock in the evening." Director Shi looked at the horse newspapers and smoked his cigarette and said: "If you want to find information, come back tomorrow. Turn left when going out of Xianshi Magazine."
"Sorry, I'm looking for someone." Zhuang Shikai took off his sunglasses and said with a smile.
Beside the round table, there was "Tracy", the only female staff member in the library, the Tracy who was not named Da Vinci, the Tracy who saw the handsome boy's eyes shining...
Her eyes lit up when she saw the handsome boy coming in. She rushed to Sir Zhuang and wanted to talk to him. But when Zhuang Shikai took off his sunglasses, she immediately stopped, pointed at Mr. Zhuang and stammered: "Zhuang, Zhuang... Zhuang... …”
"Zhuang Shikai." Zhuang Shikai said proactively.
"ah!!!"
"Idol!!!" Tracey covered her face with her hands and screamed.
The head of the embassy, Situ and other staff were stunned.
One of them kept looking behind Sir Zhuang.
Zhuang Shikai smiled at him and said, "Don't worry, I didn't bring the Flying Tigers with me. I just went out to chat with friends."
"What kind of friend can make Sir Zhuang come to you in person?" The librarians sighed inwardly and looked at each other: "No one has committed any crime... Then who has such a big background? Can Sir Zhuang come to him in person? Is it a young man from a wealthy family? A drama about a private visit via incognito service?”
