"Oh? Is the matter done?" Zhuang Shikai's eyes lit up, and he felt that the speed was surprisingly fast, and his subordinates were becoming more and more vigorous in doing things.
"Yes, and Byron has already vomited it out." Cai Yuanqi said sternly: "It is true that he and Henry are classmates, but they did not bribe Henry, but the two met regularly, and there was a dinner at the Customs Supervision, Integrity Commissioner and Ghost Guy Byron are all here..."
"Henry just mentioned their relationship to Hans, the customs supervisor, and the ghost Byron seized the opportunity to get in touch with the customs supervisor. From then on, the smuggling cigarette business was on the right track..."
Zhuang Shikai raised his eyebrows, took out a cigar, clicked it, and gently cut off the cap with a cigar cutter.
"Bah." The eggplant fell onto the table.
He smiled softly: "Haha, as expected, this is a businessman! He tries his best to manage relationships, take advantage of profit opportunities, and make money from evil intentions. In one word! Pursuit of profit!"
He twirled his cigar and played with it: "I'm afraid even Henry doesn't know that his first words laid the foundation for his own death!"
Zhuang Shikai held a cigar between his legs and made a loud noise.
"Henry really didn't know that Byron had an interest relationship with Hans, and he still set up a connection through him. It's so dangerous, we finally caught his evidence."
"Although Henry is indeed an ICAC commissioner who sets an example, at least he is very principled on Hong Kong Island!"
"It's a pity that there are black spots on his gold body." Cai Yuanqi took out his lighter and said flatly: "This black spot ruined his gold body! And the interest input chain of Byron and Hans was complete. When Yuan Haoyun went to the customs to take people away, , Hans stepped forward to protect him!"
"But this guy wasn't brave enough and let go." Cai Yuanqi's tone was contemptuous.
Mr. Zhuang put the cigar into his mouth.
"Crack." He stepped forward and flicked off the lighter, wiping out the flames.
"Huh..." Mr. Zhuang took a deep breath and exhaled a thick mist.
In this incident, both Hans and Byron were useless little characters. One let go too quickly, the other opened his mouth too quickly, and they did not have the courage to fight in the face of desperate things.
Maybe Hans, as the "customs supervisor", can still think of relying on the customs boss or the ICAC commissioner to stand up.
But "Byron", as a smuggler carrying dirty information, haha, he spoke so quickly, either the police force was too strong, or he was too cowardly. In short, he was scared out of his wits!
However, this can be regarded as some kind of knowledge.
At least it can avoid a physical pain.
Although the whole incident has encountered some resistance, the overall situation so far has been smooth.
Zhuang Shikai regained the initiative!
Next, play whatever you want, and ravage ICAC to death every minute. However, Mr. Zhuang’s current goal is not to kill little Henry, but to bring the Chinese’s own anti-corruption commissioner to power! This requires a set of operations, and Henry will definitely not be willing to give in. You must be careful of Henry's counterattack!
Of course, the chain of interests between customs supervision and Ghost Guy Byron is essentially related to Henry. Even if Henry didn't accept bribes, but they were related to each other, it was like holding Henry's life in check. No matter how Henry jumped, Mr. Zhuang could hit a decisive blow! You must know that the position of Anti-corruption Commissioner is unique and cannot tolerate a little gravel!
If this chain of interests is transferred to other department heads, it may be a temporary suspension of investigation and influence on public opinion, but it will not be fatal to the official career.
But it is very fatal to the integrity commissioner!
"Ask Byron to use the smuggling company account to send a sum of money to Henry's family." Zhuang Shikai squinted his eyes, exhaled, and said slowly: "Even if you splash dirty water, it should be thicker."
"Yes, sir!" Cai Yuanqi responded solemnly, not feeling surprised.
"By the way, Bao Byron is a customs supervisor. How did Yuan Haoyun snatch him back? When did he become so powerful!" Zhuang Shikai suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and asked with a chuckle.
"He shot!" Cai Yuanqi looked stern, remained silent for a while, organized his words, and said cautiously: "I asked Yuan Haoyun to use the highest law enforcement power regulations and go directly to the customs to rob people. Naturally, the customs supervision will not let people go! But! Yuan Haoyun fired two shots and led his men out!"
"How many people were shot with two shots?" Zhuang Shikai didn't care at all, lowering his head and puffing on his cigar.
"One shot to the ceiling, one to the hat, no one was hurt!" Cai Yuanqi said calmly.
Zhuang Shikai's pupils dilated slightly, showing a very interested look, and chuckled: "Sir Yuan, ha, I really appreciate him more and more."
"This time the regulations are used well! Why not use the regulations when there are regulations! Isn't it just for today that I proposed to amend the regulations?"
"Don't say you didn't kill anyone! Even if you really kill a supervisor, I will support you!"
"Pa!" Cai Yuanqi stood at attention, raised his arms, and made a salute, but did not speak a word, expressing his respect to the superior in a silent way.
"Commissioner of Customs? I'll take care of it!" At this moment, Zhuang Shikai was stroking his chin with his palm, his eyes unruly and his attitude decisive.
…
"Brush it!"
Central.
Five customs police cars turned on their sirens and flashed their lights.
Several intersections have red lights.
Passed through again and again!
The director of customs is sitting in the back seat of an official car in the middle...
"Are you going to play so big?" He looked serious and solemn. He held a police hat in his hand and muttered to himself gloomily.
I saw a small black hole on the edge of the police cap in his hand. The irregular fabric in the hole was stained with gunpowder and had burn marks. It was obvious that this was a hole made by a bullet.
He keenly smelled the smoke of gunpowder and knew that the second "police-integrity conflict" might break out, but he did not expect that the "police-integrity conflict" would burn into the Customs... The police force, ICAC, and Customs should stand up Where?
Golden Bell.
Murray said.
ICAC Building.
"Sir Chen, the tea restaurant has sent over a dozen bags of afternoon tea, for more than two hundred people."
"What? You invited me! So generous today!"
"Da da da." Henry, Chen Jingci and other ICAC investigators lowered their heads and hurriedly returned to the ICAC.
A front desk lady raised her head and laughed loudly.
Chen Jingci's expression was stunned, and he raised his eyes and glanced at the mountain of plastic bags on the table. There were portions stacked inside, all of which were afternoon tea sent by the tea restaurant.
Sir Zhuang asked them to come back for afternoon tea, and he actually ordered it for them! Dry! And it is calculated based on the total number of people going out, so it will only be more, not less!
Chen Jingci lowered her head and gestured to the front desk without saying a word. The lady at the front desk noticed something was wrong, stopped her mouth, and immediately moved away.
Henry led everyone into the elevator and went back upstairs for the meeting.
…
"Sir Zhuang, the customs people are here." Two minutes later, Meiko pushed open the glass door and reported softly with light makeup on her face.
Zhuang Shikai raised his head and saw that today she was wearing hip-length shorts, a trench-revealing vest, and a tattered denim jacket on top. Well, it was very fashionable.
Mr. Zhuang withdrew his gaze, turned to Cai Yuanqi, held a cigar, and said with a smile: "As soon as we talked about customs, the customs people came to the door."
"Would you like to take the lead?"
Not a decent person.
Mr. Zhuang is too lazy to show up.
"The director of the customs, two operational inspectors, and twelve agents, all with weapons." Meiko was familiar with all the treasures.
Apparently the people downstairs had done their research.
After all, the customs commissioner came to the door with soldiers and saw that he was looking for trouble. How could he let him go so easily?
"Ask them to come up!"
"Get rid of their weapons again!" Zhuang Shikai set the tone.
"Yes, sir." Meiko responded softly, closed the door, and turned around to do her work.
With a crash, there was a sound of footsteps at the door. Zhuo Jingquan and a group of well-trained security police officers wearing suits and weapons had arrived outside the door and spread out along both sides of the corridor, exactly three steps at a time. With five steps and one whistle, the entire corridor on the twelfth floor was instantly covered. The scene was very serious!
Zhuang Shikai moved his ears, glanced sideways at the door, waved his hand and smiled at Cai Yuanqi: "Aqi, make tea."
"Okay." Cai Yuanqi nodded, walked to the coffee table, opened the cabinet, and found the tea...
Although Zhuang Shikai felt that Zhuo Jingquan's reaction was too grand, if he thought about it carefully, it would be easier to talk things over if he made the situation more impressive.
He didn't startle the people from the Customs Department to shoot. There were only a dozen big cats and kittens, which were not enough to warm up the gun.
Soon, the customs director "Bart" came to the door with a group of customs agents.
Sure enough, when the elevator opened and they stepped out and saw the scenes on both sides of the corridor, everyone's mentality immediately changed.
Customs director "Bart" paused for a moment, as if a little surprised, and then continued to move forward, leading the people forward.
The customs officers also acted very cooperatively. The inspectors and officers unloaded their guns and waited outside the door. The customs chief led Zhuo Jingquan through the door, opened his arms and laughed loudly: "Sir Zhuang, long time no see."
"Bart!" Zhuang Shikai, who was sitting in the main seat, raised his hand and greeted enthusiastically: "Sit down and drink tea."
"Okay." Bart responded with a chuckle. His attitude was not like asking for a crime, but more like visiting a guest.
And Mr. Zhuang wants to turn his military expedition into a visit to his house!
"Bah." The customs chief was sitting on a sofa on the right, seemingly casually putting down a hat and placing it on the table. There was a dazzling bullet hole on the edge of the hat.
Bart is wearing a suit, but he also wears a police hat. The purpose is obvious.
"Sir, have some tea." Cai Yuanqi bent down and handed over a cup of tea enthusiastically.
"Thank you." Bart took the tea cup with a smile.
Zhuang Shikai also took the cup of tea, lowered his head and took a few sips, then put down the tea cup and said with a smile: "Sir Bart, what are you doing with a hat?"
"I want people!" Bart lowered his face and said firmly: "I want to take away the person who shot!!!"
He knew that Zhuang Shikai could not let go of the snatched "Byron". There was no point in taking "Byron" away. Taking Yuan Haoyun away would save the customs' face.
The bottom line is, I'll give it to you, but the guy who took the lead in the robbery, take it back to me! Your goal has been achieved, I have saved face, I will no longer pursue other matters, and be friends in a friendly manner.
"Hahaha..." Zhuang Shikai suddenly laughed loudly and stood up, walked around the tea table, and at the same time leaned down and patted the customs commissioner on the shoulder: "Byron, come with me."
He took Byron to the floor-to-ceiling window of the office, put his arm around Byron's shoulders, raised his hand and pointed to the buildings outside, and said with a wanton smile: "What did you see?"
