Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 433 Director Calls Urgently

Yang Zhaohui's death was very sudden. Almost the moment the criminal raised his pistol and pulled the trigger, he was hit by a bullet piercing his forehead, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

"Sir Yang!"

Several police officers from the explosion-proof team widened their eyes and roared.

Immediately help Yang Zhaohui to stabilize.

However, Yang Zhaohui was shot in the front of the forehead in a fatal position, and there was basically no possibility of treatment.

I saw him lying in front of several explosion-proof police officers, his eyes began to lose sight, and his nose lost its vitality.

in action.

The second inspector-level officer died.

And the action commander died!

This surprised Sir Zhuang in front of the TV...

Han Hanli in the director's office, Lu Minghua in the command vehicle, and other citizens watching the live broadcast of the action were even more surprised.

At this moment, the criminal has not yet taken it.

The attack of the explosion-proof group was chaotic.

Chen Yiyuan retracted his gun and dodged.

Zhang Chun dragged a little girl in front of him and walked to the door of the bedroom. He held the little girl to his chest with his arms, held the little girl's head with the muzzle of a gun, and shouted loudly at the door: "Put down the gun!"

"I have a hostage!"

"There are really hostages!"

At this time, the anti-explosion police officers in the apartment lobby looked shocked, raised the muzzle of their guns, and the palms holding the guns were trembling slightly.

"Wow!" In the chief's office, the chief of police swept away a large pile of documents on the desk, stood up while supporting the desk, cold sweat suddenly fell from his forehead.

"Why are there hostages! Real hostages!" Han Li clenched his fists and shouted loudly.

"Don't shoot."

"Don't shoot..."

"She's my daughter..."

"Sir, don't shoot... We are dependent on each other, we are tenants in the apartment, please don't shoot..." Fat guy Lin cried sadly, raised his hands, and stood next to Zhang Chun step by step, begging with trembling cheeks Said: "Don't shoot..."

A police officer from the explosion-proof team put down their weapons and began to slowly exit the apartment.

After paying the casualty price of more than a dozen people, they finally broke into the apartment. No matter how many more casualties they paid, all the criminals in the room could be killed with one storm.

At that time, the casualty data will be a little ugly.

Mobile units are still winners.

Now criminals are taking hostages...

Everything overthrows and starts all over again.

Moreover, since the action was being broadcast live, the police officers of the explosion-proof team all wore cameras on their chests, and broadcast all the images in the room to the eyes of the citizens, under the supervision of millions of citizens on Hong Kong Island.

Even if the explosion-proof team held their breath, it would be impossible for them to risk taking action against the criminals.

After all, it's one thing to do something in private and quite another to do it in public.

The kind of choice that treats ordinary citizens as human beings...

Can the citizens bear it?

After the screen is broadcast.

There will be riots on Hong Kong Island!

Lu Minghua's face darkened, and he gave an order to the front line through the headset: "Get out of the apartment!"

"Get out of the apartment!"

"The two tenants are real hostages!"

The two photos about Fatty Lin and his daughter were left in Lu Minghua's hands at the moment, or he had already seen the photos of Fatty Lin and others when Zhang Chun and others were posing as hostages.

But Fat Guy Lin has a cowardly personality, a stingy temper, and the high turnover of rental buildings, so there are almost no neighbor relationships around.

Therefore, Lu Minghua couldn't judge whether Fatty Lin and the others were at home, and the intelligence department could not investigate Fatty's location in a short time, so he could only let the frontline troops attack according to the plan, hoping that the robbers would have no hostages.

After all, when the robbers were looking for a room to hide in, they might be a hostage room, or they might be looking for an empty house where no one lived. Both possibilities were very high, and Lu Minghua could only pin his hope on luck.

But people don't always have great luck, there are times when they have bad luck. Success can only be achieved by relying on hard power, and it is always easy to overturn if you rely on luck.

This time Lu Minghua overturned his car.

And a minute ago, Lu Minghua ordered Fang Jiexia to switch the screen, and made a special trip to cut the screen to Yang Zhaohui's mobile camera, hoping to capture the highlight moment in the last shot.

However, there was no highlight moment. Instead, Yang Zhaohui was shot and died. The criminals took their father and daughter hostage, which was perfectly exposed to the public.

Now for the action in the apartment room, all the action live broadcasts must be adopted, otherwise the citizens will suspect what is going on in the room, and the police force will even lose its credibility.

The images of Chen Yiyuan, Zhang Chun and other ruthless killers and arrogant gangsters.

At this moment, it also left a deep impression on every Hong Kong Island citizen.

"a car!"

"a ship!"

"Send us out to the high seas."

"Be there in ten minutes!"

"Otherwise we will take the hostages with us!"

Zhang Chun pointed the gun at the little girl's head and said in a cold voice.

These two requirements have been accurately conveyed to the ears of the citizens of Hong Kong...

Public opinion was in an uproar.

Most people can't just sit back and watch the arrogant robbers and killers, after killing a large number of police officers, they fled Hong Kong Island with their stolen goods. But they couldn't allow the robbers to kill innocent citizens and kill a father and daughter in front of them.

No matter where the father and daughter's ancestral home is, how poor they are living in a rental house, and how low-class they are on Hong Kong Island! But when they saw the little girl's head being pressed against the muzzle of the gun, the citizens were all shaken in their hearts, regardless of men, women, old or young, rich or poor. Many even closed their eyes looking at the TV, for fear of seeing the little girl's blood spilled on the spot.

Call up!

Call now!

Ding ding ding.

The main station of the police force was blown up again...

The chief of police directly picked up the landline phone beside the table and made a call to the front command vehicle.

"Lu sr! First brother's call!" Fang Jiexia picked up the phone first, and after confirming the identity of the other party, she immediately handed the receiver to Lu Minghua. Lu Minghua answered the phone and immediately said, "Director."

I saw his serious expression, frowning tightly, and the phone in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, so that he didn't dare to take a big breath.

The Korean theory is very simple.

"Are you sure?" Just four words contain a lot of information.

Lu Minghua took a deep breath, and replied honestly, "Sorry, sir."

"No."

The chief of police was asking him if he was sure he could continue the operation and kill the robbers without harming the hostages.

There is a result.

No is another result.

But now Zhang Zhiheng and Yang Zhaohui died one after another.

Yang Jinrong is recuperating again.

Lu Minghua no longer has any action police officers under his command.

There is no one who can fight!

Millions of people are staring in front of the TV again...

The action at this moment can only succeed and not fail, and it is only courting death to persist. Although Lu Minghua has failed now, he doesn't want to be pulled out by the citizens to stare at the pillar of shame.

One is the loss of political future, and the other is social death. If you choose one of the two, it is better to choose the first one.

At least the political future of the police force has failed.

There are other opportunities.

social death.

That would be about as good as real death.

A big event.

In the end, there was a big joke.

"I see."

"Prepare to withdraw."

"Let me replace it with someone else." "Han Hanli" sounded flat and indifferent on the phone, and he couldn't hear how angry he felt, but it made Lu Minghua feel heavy pressure.

He knew that he had made "Brother One" very angry.

The "one brother" was very disappointed.

Just ask, a big boss happily took advantage of his opponent's vacation, intending to seize an opportunity to promote his younger brother to the top.

But in the end, the younger brother led a large number of people, but was beaten up by a few people on the opposite side, and made a big joke, which made the boss lose face.

The right time, the right place, and the right people.

It's all arranged for my brother.

Just wait for the younger brother to perform.

The evolution of TM is like this!

Do you think the boss can still be happy!

And Han Li's substitution came on the field.

Who will replace it?

Lu Minghua already knew the answer in his heart.

"yes!"

"Sir!"

He obeyed the order in a solemn voice, not daring to reveal the slightest dissatisfaction in his tone, and obeyed the order solemnly.

"Pa-ta." South Korean Li put down the phone directly, waited for a few seconds to disconnect, then picked up the phone again, looked at the phone buttons and said, "Where is Zhuang Shikai?"

"Dining with assistant director Brown at the Peninsula Hotel." The director's Yanmar secretary held the document, put his legs together, and stood beside him and answered aloud.

"Mr. Director, according to the calculations of the Political Department, if this matter is not handled properly, there is an 80% possibility of causing riots on Hong Kong Island. The Political Department reminds you to put Hong Kong's public security as the top priority."

"Don't disappoint the queen's expectations of you." Seeing that Han Hanli hadn't pressed the phone number, the secretary of the director proactively reminded with a cautious expression.

This file is really from the Political Department.

The Political Department represents MI6 and represents the will of the ancestors.

The Commissioner of Police must refer.

Smart people also understand the truth that politics outweigh personal grievances.

Regardless of whether Han Li is willing or not, he has no ability to reverse the situation on the front line right now, so he must invite someone who is capable to come back and fix the situation on the front line for him.

Because the main premise of maintaining the stability of Hong Kong Island is the first, far beyond eliminating dissidents within the police force, cleaning up Chinese forces, etc...

Zhuang Shikai is using his power to overwhelm others!

Not to mention a police commissioner!

Hong Kong gambling must be soft!

"Peninsula Hotel's phone number." Han Li took a deep breath, and after deciding to pay the price, said in a simple and horrified voice.

"202888, your number can go directly to the executive lounge."

"Dididi." Han Li pressed the number with his hands.

"Beep beep..." There was a long waiting tone on the phone.

The first call was missed.

"Beep beep."

Han Hanli put down the handset, picked up the phone, and dialed the number again.

"Beep beep..."

Another long waiting tone.

The second call was not answered.

Han Hanli's expression was a little ugly, and he redialed the phone again, waiting for the other party to answer.

But the third call is still not answered!

At this moment, Han Hanli was no longer concerned with an ugly expression and irritated heart, but was fidgeting and a little impatient, like ants on a hot pot, and already had the urge to drive to the Peninsula Hotel.

Because, he was afraid that he would not be able to find Mr. Zhuang!

Or Mr. Zhuang really messed up!

He wants to finish too!

"Beep beep."

Han Li made the fourth call...

And just at the Peninsula Hotel.

Executive corridor.

bar counter.

"Ding ding ding."

The phone rang.

Brown raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Sir Zhuang."

"The director's call has arrived."