Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 652 Chinese in Education

"Shua!" Wang Yuanyang rushed into the piano room with a dagger in his hand, a trace of cruelty flashed in his scarlet eyes.

He is a famous dumb killer on Hong Kong Island!

Sentenced to twenty years in prison!

"Ding!"

A tail sound sounded.

Charlene stopped touching the hands of the piano.

She stood up abruptly and drew a pistol from the piano stand.

"Boom!"

Turn around and shoot at Wang Yuanyang!

A bullet flew out of the chamber, pierced through the chest, stirred up flesh and blood, and finally nailed into the wall.

Bullets can't stop the criminal's footsteps!

Wang Yuanyang was extremely fast. It took only two seconds to break through the window and kill him in front of him. Charlene had only one chance to shoot.

It is indeed the most perverted dumb killer in the history of Hong Kong Island!

Not only perverted!

And because rapists are the most hated.

During his 20 years in prison, he was tortured, humiliated, and beaten.

Cultivate an evil spirit.

Don't put pain, life and death in your eyes at all.

Even his own life! Don't even care!

"Tear!" Wang Yuanyang slashed sideways with a dagger in his hand. The blade sliced ​​across Xia Lin's neck, cutting off an inch of hair.

"This is a military fighting technique!" Charlene stepped back slightly, dodging Wang Yuanyang's killing move, and glanced at the killer with a startled glance, and immediately recognized the killer's fighting routine.

This is not an ordinary killer, but a killer trained by special agents! There are traces of training on the body!

And she is also the top agent!

Charlene bent her knees and raised her long legs, and with a bang, she accurately hit Wang Yuanyang's lower abdomen.

"Hey!" Wang Yuanyang kicked him to the ground!

When Charlene raised her legs, she flicked her skirt, revealing her white thighs.

Her thighs are not only slender and beautiful, but also plump and fleshy, which is strong and sexy.

The thigh is where the most muscle groups in the body are located.

It is also the most powerful part!

It's no problem to overturn a man!

What's more, Wang Yuanyang is still a little thin and weak.

"Ah!" At this time, Wang Yuanfang fell to the ground, and the dagger in his hand fell, throwing out blood.

Mrs. Faye covered her mouth and screamed.

Charlene pulled up her skirt, raised her leg, and chopped it cleanly and viciously!

"puff!"

The tip of the high heel pierced into Wang Yuan's heart!

Pervert die!

But Xia Lin grabbed the white skirt, looked down at the corpse, like a coquettish flower, so beautiful that it can harvest life...

Wang Yuanyang is the pervert who died under the queen's high heels...

I don't know if he deserved to die?

Before Wang Yuanyang died, there was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth.

Charlene pulled out her high heels and stepped on the floor of the piano room. Tick, a drop of bright red blood landed on the heels of the high heels.

"Mommy."

"Call the police," she turned to Mrs. Faye.

Although Zhuang Shikai only tapped her to tell her to take good care of the family, she probably also guessed that the recent unrest, it is very likely that Mrs. Faye and Officer Zhuang are plotting to do something big.

Since it's a big deal, killing a person isn't too much, right?

What's more, it's still a killer!

She was purely self-defense.

And it seems that there is no need to keep the killer alive... because Sir Zhuang should have known who the opponent was since he could remind him in advance. It is also obvious who sent the killer. This still needs to be investigated, do you need evidence?

According to Officer Zhuang's personality, everything should be under control, and what should be arranged should also be arranged.

Mrs. Faye pressed her chest, gasped and said, "Call the police."

tonight.

The naked agent fights against the perverted killer!

the next day.

Morning.

Zhuang Shikai sat on the chair of the deputy director of operations, half lying on the back of the chair, holding a report in his hand, and said with a smile: "Send a perverted killer and dare to assassinate Mrs. Faye?"

"I don't know if she has a daughter who was trained by Mrs. M?"

It seems that MI6 also has a Mrs. M?

Also specially trained agents?

However, compared with Mrs. M, I don't know which one is better at training people.

Maybe you have to try it!

Huang Weiyao stood in front of Mr. Zhuang and said with a smile: "Hehe, how did MI6 know that Mrs. Faye has an agent's daughter? This case was handled by our police force."

"Where should they go to find information?"

Zhuang Shikai smiled and put down the report: "Let's deal with it as self-defense."

"Open another case to find out who the hired murderer is."

Last night, it was the Hong Kong Island District who went to the police to clean up the scene. As the current Chief Superintendent of the Hong Kong Island District Police Station, Huang Weiyao naturally reported to the operational DCP.

Of course, this small matter has long been taken care of by the people below.

The director didn't need to wash the floor himself, and he didn't even have the right to disturb the chief's sleep. He only submitted the report to the chief the next morning.

"yes!"

"Zhuang sir!" Huang Weiyao took back the document and replied solemnly.

In fact, it should be very difficult to investigate the hired murderer, because when it comes to political struggles, the methods of both sides will be much more sophisticated, and there is no chance of investigation like ordinary investigations.

Think about it, if the other party invites a dumb, perverted killer, can they leave any traces?

This is just a process to set up a case, and by the way, recite a book for "justifiable self-defense".

This case still needs to be dealt with politically.

Zhuang Shikai studied the watch on his wrist, wondering what to do... Huang Weiyao put down his arm, turned and left quietly. Yazi pushed open the glass door and put a cup of coffee on the table.

"Da." She smiled sweetly, "Sir Zhuang, coffee."

Zhuang Shikai nodded slightly and picked up his coffee cup.

He suddenly realized something.

The Governor of Hong Kong has a group of recruits!

Although, according to the social survey by the Ministry of Security, the number of suspected spies on Hong Kong Island has increased, and espionage operations have become active.

But there is no evidence that a new spy organization has settled in the Hong Kong government.

After all, Hong Kong Island itself is a point of contention for intelligence, the main battlefield for intelligence personnel from various countries in East Asia, and the closer the distance to 97, the more intense the espionage activities will be.

Now that we have just entered the 1990s, where are we going? You wait until 97 to see it?

Although, Zhuang Shikai and others knew that MI6 had abandoned the "political department" in the police force and re-established an organization on Hong Kong Island.

It could even be guessed that the murder was the work of MI6.

However, in the past few years, MI6 has done more intelligence work, and all personnel and departments have been kept secret.

For the first time, Sir Zhuang realized that the Governor of Hong Kong began to have command over MI6! No wonder the governor of Hong Kong is very tough on administrative reforms in all aspects. It turns out that someone has a gun in his hand and is ready to do a big job? Hehe, just use assassination! I really regard Hong Kong Island as your hometown!

Zhuang Shikai's mind was running wildly, trying to analyze the current situation and come up with the best solution.

Suddenly he raised his head and asked, "Have you chatted with everyone on the list?"

This refers to the list of Chinese bureaucrats given by Mrs. Faye, some of whom can be won!

However, the target is not so easy to win...

Yazi said aloud: "There are twenty-six people on the list, ten of them refused to contact us, and sixteen of them did not make a clear statement and were vague."

"Oh." Zhuang Shikai sneered: "I'm afraid half of these Chinese have forgotten their ancestors!"

Bud was silent.

"Invite those sixteen people to dinner first! It's at the Peninsula Hotel! I want to see if they come!" Zhuang Shikai snorted.

"Yes, sir." Yazi replied softly.

that night.

Peninsula Hotel.

"Zhuang Sheng."

"Zhuang Sheng."

Wearing a suit, Zhuang Shikai pushed open the door of a box, walked into the box, and glanced at a group of bureaucrats in the box.

He nodded, pulled out his chair and sat down, lowered his hands to everyone and said, "Sit first."

In the box, the bureaucrats from the Education Bureau looked at each other, straightened their clothes one after another, walked to the dining table, pulled out the chairs and sat down.

Most of them knew the purpose of Sir Zhuang looking for them, and they came to the banquet because they were more afraid of Sir Zhuang's power and prestige, and did not dare to lose face to Lord Zhuang. As for how many wanted to get closer to Sir Zhuang?

It's hard to tell!

"Eat first." Zhuang Shikai lifted the chopsticks and held the dish between them: "Let's talk after we're full."

"Yes, sir Zhuang." The bureaucrats nodded, and followed the instructions, and put vegetables first.

However, they felt uncomfortable eating, even very stressed, and the atmosphere was silent, no one spoke, let alone drinking, chatting, or joking.

Everyone is waiting for Sir Zhuang to say something serious.

Zhuang Shikai finished eating halfway, put down his chopsticks, and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief.

The bureaucrats looked at him immediately.

Zhuang sir seemed to reach into the inner pocket of his suit casually, took out a stack of photos, handed them out and said, "Take a look."

A Chinese minister of the Education Bureau on the left took the photo, turned it over and over again, and looked at it carefully, his face changed slightly.

These are photos of Wang Yuanyang's body and the scene of the assassination.

Finally, the photo turned around and returned to the director of the Education Bureau on the right, and the director returned the photo to Sir Zhuang: "Sir Zhuang."

"Oh, let's put it there." Zhuang Shikai glanced at him casually, didn't care about the photos at hand, but picked up the chopsticks again and said: "You gentlemen are all literati, it seems that they are very uncomfortable with these photos... I don't know Have you reported to the officer before eating with me...Aren't you afraid that the person in the photo will become yourself?"

"Ahem." A small section chief who was pushed out to carry the pot stood up, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhuang, don't worry, we have all reported to the chief."

"That's it... then I won't bother you."

"So as not to take up too much of your time and cause trouble for you." Zhuang Shikai picked up the vegetables on his own, chewed and said, "Long Wu, give each of them a red envelope."

"Bah!" Zhuang Shikai spat out the bones in his mouth onto the ossuary: "Send the gentlemen out."

Wearing a suit, Long Wu pushed open the door of the box, stood beside him, raised his hand and said, "Please!"

"See you again, Sir Zhuang."

"Goodbye, Mr. Zhuang..." Wow, a bureaucrat from the Education Bureau hurriedly stood up, not daring to stay, and hurriedly left, fearing that they would not be able to escape.

"your."

"Your." Long Wu was wearing sunglasses, holding the red envelope, and handed them the red envelope with his name on it according to his appearance.

To overthrow the education reform action this time, what is needed is not public opinion, but firm opposition from within the Education Bureau!

Zhuang Shikai not only has to withstand the pressure of the Governor of Hong Kong, but also wins the support of the vast majority of Chinese officials in the Education Bureau. Because these officials are the political chips he lacks. After calculation, if all the officials of various departments and departments are won over, it will be enough to overturn the reform document and turn the document into a farce.

But do you really think Sir Zhuang is a money-spreading boy who gives out red envelopes? Does that mean you look down on Sir Zhuang too much?