"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
Kai Tak Airport, at the entrance of the hall, taxis and cars pass by.
Three black Mercedes-Benz cars parked slowly at the door, and busy bodyguards got out of the car. They were wearing black sunglasses and well-fitting suits, and they raised their hands to help an officer carry his suitcase.
Click, click, these people's slow movements were captured by the cameras.
The leader, a tall bodyguard captain wearing a headset, handed the suitcase to the officer, lowered his head and said to the officer: "Sir, have a safe trip."
Bi Kecheng took the suitcase's lever, nodded slightly, and said solemnly, "hank you."
These people are the special bodyguards of the Hong Kong Military Intelligence Department and the former Financial Secretary of the British Hong Kong Government, "Bik-cheng", who is the target of the bodyguards.
Each of them has fair skin and blond hair, and speaks with a fluent London accent.
On the surface, Bi Kecheng is just a retired bureaucrat of the British Hong Kong government and currently serves as a consultant for a British-owned company. He has neither political identity nor huge wealth, and it is impossible to leave the country on a private plane.
If he fled on a private plane, haha, on the contrary, it would be even more eye-catching.
Then it's not called escaping from Hong Kong Island, but holding the loudspeaker high and saying "come and catch me, come and catch me".
You should know that the Special Service Team and Security Department of Hong Kong Island Airport are also under the jurisdiction of the Hong Kong Island Police Force.
However, Bi Kecheng's ability to command the Military Intelligence Department and be protected by the Military Intelligence Department is already an act of "crossing the line". He can now only escape from Hong Kong Island by civil aviation. Therefore, the Military Intelligence Agency escorted him to Kai Tak Airport and accepted the mission. The next step depends on him.
"Goodbye." Bi Kecheng turned around and dragged his suitcase into the terminal...
The military intelligence agent captain watched his figure go away...
I saw Bi Kecheng's figure blending into the crowd, gradually blurring, and finally disappearing.
The captain of the Military Intelligence Division raised his hand to make a gesture, led everyone around and got into the car, and left the airport neatly.
"Haha." In a car next to him, a security officer lowered his head and fiddled with the camera, with a hint of joking at the corner of his mouth.
All the actions of these ghost guys are completed under police surveillance...
ten minutes later.
A police commissioner's car slowly parked at the gate of Kai Tak Airport, followed by several cars carrying police cameras. The scene was low-key but still aura.
"Bah!" Zhuang Shikai pushed open the car door, pinched the buttons of his suit, and stepped out of the car with great momentum.
"Pap, tap." Zhuo Jingquan led a dozen police officers from the Political Department, each wearing a suit and carrying a weapon, and quickly followed the officer.
Area A.
First class lounge.
Bi Kecheng was wearing a suit with a calm expression. He had a cup of coffee in front of him and was leaning over to stir it with an iron spoon. He looked quite comfortable.
Zhuang Shikai lowered his head and said hello to several airport security guards who came to greet him, and then led the troops towards the lounge at a fast pace.
Soon, they saw the target figure through the screen in the lounge.
They immediately slowed down, dispersed their troops, adjusted their posture, and walked slowly forward.
Bi Kecheng raised his head and saw the person coming in front of him. His pupils dilated slightly and he took a deep breath.
…
"Sir Bi, long time no see." Zhuang Shikai pulled out a separate sofa and said hello, but he was already sitting opposite Bi Kecheng.
The first-class lounge at this time was relatively clean. There were two sofas next to a table, which served as an independent resting place for the convenience of business people.
"Sir Zhuang, I don't see you at all." Bi Kecheng gently lowered his head to blow away the heat in the coffee cup, speaking in a mysterious tone what was in his heart.
Zhuo Jingquan and several subordinates stood around the table and surrounded the table. He stood behind the director.
"I believe it." Zhuang Shikai nodded, crossed his legs, and immediately put his arms on the armrest of the sofa in a very relaxed manner. He said to him with contemptuous eyes: "Everyone has been a virgin or director. You should understand very well that if I come to you, you will have no chance of leaving."
"You want an arrest warrant for me?" Bi Kecheng raised his eyebrows, grabbed the suitcase with his hand, stood up and said, "Will the Department of Justice give you an arrest warrant?"
"To me!"
Zhuang Shikai's eyes flashed with disgust, and he turned his hand to the side. Zhuo Jingquan immediately handed over a document.
"Bang!" He took the document and slammed it on the table.
The sound is very loud!
"Photos, confessions, audio recordings, whatever you want, whatever you don't want, we still have it!" At this moment, Zhuang Shikai stepped forward, pointed at Bi Kecheng's chest and said: "Don't think that you are greedy because you have been the Financial Secretary. Shut up, let me tell you, as long as I want, I can shoot you to death right away, and then I can use the evidence to arrest you, so why should I use an arrest warrant?"
"In a word, if I want you to die, you have to die!"
"Hoo! Hoo!" Bi Kecheng began to breathe heavily, his face turned pale, and he stared at Zhuang Shikai not knowing what to say.
Say harsh words and let the other party catch him? Damn it, isn’t the other party just here to catch him?
Bet he wouldn't dare? We all have worked in the Hong Kong government for more than ten years. Doesn’t everyone know what Mr. Zhuang’s character is like? There’s no need to gamble at all!
Because...he doesn't dare to do anything!
Just when Bi Kecheng thought that Zhuang Shikai was about to order his arrest, Zhuang Shikai took the initiative to take over the conversation and said: "But I have communicated with the chief executive and can grant you an amnesty. As long as you never set foot on Hong Kong Island again, the Hong Kong government will shelve you." case, we will temporarily suspend prosecution against you."
"Whether you want to get on the plane... depends on whether you know how to do things..." Zhuang Shikai stared into Bi Kecheng's eyes and said: "If you know how to do things...if you take one step forward, I will shoot you immediately!"
"Conditions?" Bi Kecheng asked aloud as his eyes moved.
"Tsk, tsk." Zhuang Shikai raised his hand to wipe his nose and said in a disdainful tone: "I don't want Li Sheng to see the sun tomorrow morning. Yes, the same Li Sheng who invested 1.5 billion with you!"
"I think he's cheap."
"Huh???" Bi Kecheng's pupils widened, his heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out, "You want to kill him?"
First of all, he didn't expect that the Hong Kong police would do such a trick and directly want to sacrifice Boss Li's head to the flag.
Second, I didn’t expect the Hong Kong police to be so ruthless and wanted him to kill Boss Li to intimidate the whole Hong Kong.
If he were to kill Boss Li, he would be able to tell the rich, bigwigs, and British people from all walks of life in Hong Kong's upper class society that they can't protect you and will not protect you. I advise everyone to take care of themselves and work hard to be patriotic.
In this way, the credibility of the British side in the upper class will completely collapse. The batch of secrets gathered before can still be used, and it will be difficult to develop influential secrets.
Because Zhuang Shikai's move can be regarded as helping all walks of life in Hong Kong to clear up the clouds and see clearly the nature of British capital.
Second, the police can avoid illegal operations and use a very reasonable attitude as spectators to watch some people suffer retribution.
Although, in theory, the matter is also related to the police force. However, who dares to record "Brother No. 1", and who dares to record "Brother No. 1"?
As long as it is the British side that takes action and not the police force, then in the eyes of the outside world, it has nothing to do with the police force. It is an operation by the British side to "abandon the car to save the commander."
Haha, Zhuang Shikai saw that Boss Li had taken refuge with the British to gain protection from power. With someone's support, he tried to fight him on the same level.
But Zhuang Shikai insisted on letting the British side kill Boss Li personally and let Boss Li reap the consequences!
The police force is unable to take action because of the senses of all walks of life. No problem, "General Jumper" will kill you!
"If you don't agree to my words... I won't arrest you. I will wait for you to escape." At this moment, Zhuang Shi added.
Bi Kecheng stared at him for a few seconds, took out a mobile phone from his suit pocket, opened the cover, and dialed the number.
"Abu, add more money and kill him!" Bi Kecheng said.
Taipingshan, Li's villa.
Boss Li was standing alone in the study room of the villa talking on the phone with someone from the north.
The entire management of the Li family, more or less, has noticed that a storm is coming and the Li family is not at peace.
As for corporate capital issues, including loans from HSBC, it is still a crisis that can be overcome.
But when it comes to political alignment, there is no room for relaxation.
On the surface, Boss Li is increasing his cooperation with mainland companies, hyping up his "patriotic feelings" like crazy, and even seems to be desperate and has no cards to play with.
He actually wanted to confuse the mainland, but he didn't want to confuse the mainland first.
At this time, he had a happy phone call with the leader from the north. Haha, he really thought that he had not been discovered. That's right, the leader he was in contact with did not find the problem. However, as everyone knew, the leader's leader had already made up his mind.
I just didn’t tell him, nor the people related to him…
"Thank you, Mr. Chen. Thank you, Mr. Chen. I will definitely increase investment in the mainland of the motherland. What, industry, manufacturing? No, real estate... Hmm, I will definitely hoard more land, oh no, build more commercial centers. , to promote urban development." Boss Li held the phone, feeling a little panicked.
He accidentally let it slip and told the truth.
"Brother Bu, Brother Bu." A voice said hello outside the door.
Bu Tonglin walked into the study carrying a black backpack, closed the door, and looked up at Boss Li.
"What did you come in for?" Boss Li held the phone in surprise, looking surprised.
He also thought that "Bu Tonglin" had received instructions from the British to report to him any emergency situation.
However, there are instructions from the British side, but they are not to report, but to do things.
Bu Tonglin stepped forward and said, "Sorry, Mr. Li, Mr. Bi asked me to take off your head and take it to the airport."
Bu Tonglin was wearing that black jacket, his expression was still stern, but his words were extremely sharp.
"Qiang!" At this moment, he suddenly pulled out a Damascus scimitar from his waist. Poof, he stepped on the desk and jumped to Boss Li's side. The blade of the knife made a circle along his neck, and a huge head fell down. .
"Mr. Bi is my boss, you are not." Bu Tonglin firmly held the incision on his head with one hand, and large streams of blood flowed down, leaked through the fingers, and dripped on the ground.
Boss Li was still sitting upright in his chair, holding the phone in his right hand. The other end of the phone had not yet cut off the communication, and he witnessed the entire sudden "punishment" with his own ears.
