"Director." Zeng handed a lighter to Rong in the car.
"Yeah." Zhuang Shikai crossed his legs and held a cigar.
Guan Li and Huang Weiyao sat on the side.
This time, the Hong Kong Island Police came to New York to participate in the "International Security Forum" delegation.
The Commissioner of Police leads the team!
There is also an assistant director, two senior superintendents, ten operational inspectors, and ten elite police officers.
There are not many people, but they are very good.
Especially at the level of inspectors and police officers, all of them are capable of fighting, hiding dragons and crouching tigers. They are all brave detectives who have made great achievements in the police force and have received awards!
Come out and mess around internationally.
How could you not bring some people to support the scene?
"Huh..." Zhuang Shikai spit out white mist while sitting in the car.
"Zizzi."
The white driver wisely lowered the window.
White mist blew away in the wind.
Zeng Xiangrong asked worriedly: "Sir, was your behavior just now too arrogant? Will it cause a diplomatic conflict?"
"Old Mother Throwing Thunder!"
However, Zhuang Shikai pointed his thumb at his face and cursed with confidence: "It's not okay for me, a police chief, to drag down a little inspector!"
"Are you afraid of causing a diplomatic conflict? Then let's stop messing around!"
"It's him who should be afraid!"
Zhuang Shikai said angrily.
"Too."
Zeng Xiangrong nodded in agreement: "If you don't drag the little inspector, why should you drag the President of the United States? It's unreasonable, so you should drag the little inspector!"
"Hello."
"Sir."
"I'm Carter!"
New York.
Manhattan borough.
Park Avenue Hotel.
Eight commercial vehicles were parked in the hotel lobby driveway. A Chinese police officer opened the door, took out his luggage, and was about to get out of the car.
A tall, thin, funny-looking dark-skinned agent opened the door and got out of the car, raised his hands, and handed out a business card.
He bowed to Sir Zhuang and said.
Zhuang Shikai stood among several senior police officers, turned his head slightly in surprise, took the business card and lowered his eyes: "Chris Carter?"
The black police officer gave a flattering smile.
"Yes, sir."
"Just call me Carter."
It's okay if he doesn't smile. When he smiles, only his white teeth and pink gums are left. The rest of his body blends into the black hotel background wall.
"All your travel activities in New York will be arranged by me. I will pick you up on time according to the schedule. In addition, if you have any questions, you can come to me at any time." Carter smiled: "I am the best detective in the New York Police Department. member."
Zeng Xiangrong twitched his lips and complained in Chinese: "The best agent is used as a driver?"
At this moment, Carter answered in Chinese: "This is my respect for you."
"I know." Zhuang Shikai held the business card in his hand, nodded slightly, turned around and led the people into the hotel door.
…
"Director Zhuang!"
"I have long admired my name."
hotel.
Sixteenth floor, executive suite.
Zeng Xiangrong had just opened the door to Sir Zhuang's room. Inside the room, in the reception area of the hall, a man in a suit with a kind face and elegant manners stood up, walked forward, and stretched out his hand to greet him.
Zhuang Shikai also hurriedly stepped forward, held the other party's hand firmly, and shouted enthusiastically: "Ambassador Han, you've been waiting for a long time!"
Zhuang Shikai patted Ambassador Han on the shoulder with a very cordial attitude, as if he was an old friend who had known him for many years.
wrong.
In fact, they met for the first time, but the two heads of national departments, representing the motherland abroad and facing the world, naturally have something in common.
What's more, being both Chinese and living in a foreign land is a force in the same camp!
It doesn’t matter whether you are from the Mainland, Hong Kong Island, or Taiwan, or whether you have unsettled accounts at home.
Standing on the international stage, everyone has only one identity—Chinese!
"Mr. Han", the ambassador of the motherland's consulate in New York, heard that a delegation from Hong Kong Island was coming to visit.
The team is led by the Commissioner of Police of Hong Kong Island.
I waited in the hotel room early to greet Mr. Director.
"sit!"
"Please sit down!"
Zhuang Shikai pointed to the sofa.
Ambassador Han also raised his hand in greeting.
Immediately, the two of them spread their hands in a measured manner, arranged their clothes, and sat on the sofas on both sides.
Zeng Xiangrong stood aside and listened.
Huang Weiyao went to make tea.
Guan Li led a group of police officers to guard the door, on full alert, while another group of police officers took out anti-eavesdropping tools in the room and checked the room bit by bit to eliminate hidden dangers.
Standing next to Ambassador Han were two "attendees" from the embassy and consulate wearing suits, without military ranks, but full of military temperament!
The two of them need to sit down and talk.
…
Hong Kong Island.
Tsim Sha Tsui, seaside.
A late-night snack stall built with a few pieces of plastic sheeting and a few wooden shelves.
Ma Jun straightened his hair, brought a bench, sat down, raised his right foot to step on the bench, rolled up his sleeves, revealing his green dragon arms, raised his hand to pick up a toothpick on the table, threw it into his mouth, held it, and bit it. Holding the toothpick, he yelled: "Boss, a bowl of wontons."
At this moment, the "Chief Inspector" of the Ma Army was wearing a white sweatshirt, with his sleeves rolled up, and a green dragon tattoo opened his bloody mouth, trying to bite people.
Not to mention anything else, just the dozen or so scars on his arm, damn, no one believes he is a policeman!
"Prince", "Brother Ji", "Master Su", "Big Tou" and others were wearing various floral shirts and suits, and they were accompanied by dozens of young men with unruly faces and ferocious expressions standing behind the round table, filling the entire stall. right hand side.
Brother Zha was wearing a white suit, holding a cane with both hands, and glanced at everyone with his sly eyes.
There was no doubt in his eyes, but he was very unhappy with the other party's attitude. And this kind of dissatisfaction is just a manifestation of "firm belief"!
Just kidding, now the Young and Dangerous gangs in Hong Kong are all extras of the police force. The police force wants to send people to be undercovers. Damn it, of course everyone will be acting in their true colors, 100% realistic.
Even the "Ma Jun" is a double-boned stick with a Crouching Tiger background, who looks like a young and Dangerous boy or a police boss! When Ma Jun decided to send an undercover agent to contact him, he deservedly took the role himself.
What could be more exciting than a commander going undercover?
However, this is also a temporary operation, not a long-term undercover operation. As for how to play an undercover agent well? You just need to restrain yourself from what the director says!
"Boss, your wontons." The stall owner brought a wonton noodles.
Ma Jun bit his toothpick, raised his hand to pick up his chopsticks, and lowered his head to sandwich noodles.
"Tony" and "Ahu" stood beside the boss, and behind them were a dozen Vietnamese gangsters wearing short-sleeves and with brave expressions.
These swordsman groups are all fierce men carefully selected by the three brothers in the underground boxing ring in Vietnam and trained for many years. They are all brave enough to fight and kill, and have great skills. Not to the level of "double-flower red stick", but he is still a strong man among the horses.
"Tony" and "Ahu" even learned kung fu from the "boxing champion" in the Vietnamese gang. Among them, Tony was the most talented and had a fierce fighting style. He beat his "master" to death on the spot at the age of sixteen! Next, it never goes to waste, and the more you fight, the stronger you get! Ahu is less talented and less skilled. "Brother Zha" has two younger brothers who have been eating their brains since childhood and have never learned kung fu.
At this time, Tony and Ahu looked unhappy at Ma Jun's attitude, feeling that the other party was too arrogant. Brother Zha kneaded the cane with his palms, narrowed his eyes to watch Ma Jun eat noodles, and asked, "How much does Boss Ma want?"
The drugs produced by the three Vietnamese brothers have been spread on the Hong Kong Island market.
It’s normal for people to come looking for goods.
Brother Zha is a businessman. Even if the buyer doesn't know him, he should still meet him. However, now he completely trusts the buyer. Moreover, "Brother Ji", "Prince", "Master Su", "Big Head" and others are all his old acquaintances.
He has been away from Hong Kong Island for many years and knows that Hong Kong Island is not easy to live in. Several major associations have suffered serious setbacks and have transformed themselves. I thought that some members of "Hongxing" and "Heliansheng" went out to join forces with "Ma Jun" to do white powder business privately. Previously, Ma Jun also asked Brother Ji, Prince and others to come forward to contact him, and he bought a batch of goods and pretended to disperse them. This will solidify this matter.
No matter how smart Brother Zha is, he never thought that the entire Hong Kong society would come together to act with him... Haha, why don't the Hong Kong police use undercover agents to handle cases now? All it took was a phone call. Undercover agents are specifically used to deceive outsiders.
"Here you go." Ma Jun took a sip and swallowed it, but did not answer Brother Zha. Brother Zha spoke again in a deep tone: "I will use whatever goods you want! It is no exaggeration to say that I am now the largest white powder dealer in Hong Kong. !”
"Haha, the biggest white powder dealer." Ma Jun ate the noodles with a sarcastic sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Don't compare with the four major dealers, the Ni family alone is ten times better than you!!!"
At this time, Brother Zha was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said, "Today is different from the past."
"Yes." Ma Jun nodded, put down his chopsticks in agreement, and said loudly: "You also know that business in Hong Kong Island is difficult, but how can we not do it in a market as big as the white powder business?"
"Today you said you are a big banker, then I will definitely not be able to discuss small business with you, otherwise I will lose face?" Ma Jun raised his flowery arm and patted his cheek. Brother Zha smiled and said humbly: "Boss Ma Just kidding."
"Fifty million! I want fifty million Hong Kong dollars! Do you have any?" Ma Jun's tone suddenly changed, he put his arm on the table and asked suddenly.
"Yes!" Brother Zha replied solemnly.
Before he explained the situation, Ma Jun shouted: "Ship this batch directly to Thailand!"
"Oh? Boss Ma still has connections in Thailand?" Brother Zha's eyes lit up and he sighed in his heart.
He said how could anyone dare to take 50 million yuan in goods at once on Hong Kong Island now? Doesn’t it mean that the Hong Kong police are being looked down upon? He almost suspected that something was wrong with Ma Jun.
However, if it is sent to Thailand, everything will be explained clearly. If the Hong Kong market is not easy to do, then go to the Thai market, tmd, you are so crazy! He's a big patron!
"Pfft!" Ma Jun slapped the table without a smile and cursed: "Push to the street! You don't care if I have any connections, just be responsible for transporting goods!"
"Okay, I can have someone send it to Thailand from Vietnam for you. It's safe and convenient, and there will be no problems 100%!" Brother Zha immediately raised his hand and agreed. Tony and Ahu saw Ma Jun talking to the boss like this, and their eyes immediately showed murderous intent.
Brother Zha immediately added: "Besides, I promise! It will definitely be cheaper than the goods from Thailand's 'Eight-faced Buddha'!"
"Sneeze!" Thailand, Golden Triangle, Ah Wei was standing in the stockade inspecting the militiamen with his mobile phone in his hand, when he suddenly covered his mouth and sneezed.
"Follow the rules..." Brother Zha rolled his eyes.
Ma Jun clapped his hands. Brother Ji, Prince, Master Su, and Datou each carried a black suitcase. They took a step forward, put the suitcase on the table, and opened it with a click, revealing the entire contents. Neatly packed, full of stacks of brand new Hong Kong dollars!
"There is a total deposit of 25 million, and the remaining half will be delivered to you in Thailand!" Ma Jun put down his right leg and looked straight ahead.
The Hong Kong Island Police Force is not short of money! What's more, money is a "prop" provided by the extras company! Not counting the funds of the Hong Kong Island Police Force, it is a waste of money!
"Happy cooperation!" Brother Zha extended his arm to Ma Jun.
