Chapter 739

"Report sir, the phone line has been cut off." East District, next to a single-family house.

At the intersection, five police cars in plain clothes stopped.

"Chen sir."

"It's up to you."

The CCB chief was wearing a suit, sitting on a chair with his hands folded, and preaching with a dignified expression.

command car.

"Crack" Chen Jiaju wore a body armor over his white shirt, neatly inserted the magazine into the handle of the gun, twitched the barrel of the gun with one hand, raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Sir Xiao, leave the rest to me!"

"A half-dead ghost? I've seen too much! I'm sure I'll satisfy Mr. Zhuang!" Jia Kui was an old policeman who had participated in the "Clash of Police and Integrity". A superintendent in a white uniform.

But against ghosts? He is very experienced!

You can still talk about justice when dealing with criminals, but there is nothing humane to talk about when dealing with conspiracy ghosts.

This operation was investigated by the Commercial Crime Division, but the relevant arrest operations were left to the Criminal Department of the General Administration of Public Security.

One is the criminal case of the Norman ghost involved in the demolition and murder.

The second is that the ghost may have a certain degree of force. Although the Commercial Crime Division is biased towards administrative investigations, its combat effectiveness is average. Although it has guns, it is afraid that it will not meet the standards of the chief.

"Shua!" Chen Jiaju turned around and opened the door of the command car, stepped out of the car, and shouted with his head held high, "do something!"

Swish, twelve elite police officers from the criminal department, dressed in action suits and armed with guns in both hands, opened the door and got out of the car.

He responded with a high-spirited shout: "Yes, sir!"

Chen Jiaju raised his hand and made a gesture.

Immediately, the twelve people were divided into two groups, lying down, quickly approaching the bungalow in the night, and sneaked into the bungalow without anyone noticing it, outflanking the left and right sides.

CCB's men and horses stayed in the convoy as backup support. Traffic groups have already blocked nearby roads.

Peninsula Hotel.

Ballroom.

"Shangguansheng, do you know what happened? Why did Zhuang Sheng suddenly change the meeting time?"

It was past six in the evening.

A name was notified that Chinese political officials who were "ordered" to come to the banquet gathered at the Peninsula Hotel.

The entire banquet hall lobby, corridors, and sofas outside the door.

One is wearing a suit, watch and tie.

Smoking a cigar or cigarette.

Officials, old or young, are divided into dozens of cliques.

They chatted in low voices, with tense expressions, exchanging information with each other.

"I don't know! Didn't you get the wind?" Shangguan Sheng replied with a solemn expression and a deep tone.

"No, no..." All the people from the Urban Construction Department shook their heads.

"Then ask the Financial Secretary, they should have better information." Shangguansheng waved his hand, and led the team from the Urban Construction Department to the crowd of the Financial Secretary.

The head of the Financial Secretary glanced at him, raised the corners of his eyes, and said very proudly: "Zhuang Sheng asked us to come! We will come! Everyone just stay here honestly. Why do you think so much?"

The Financial Secretary has always been the number one dick in Hong Kong's political circles!

Shangguansheng smiled twice, and replied softly: "Yes, yes, Secretary Zheng is right."

In the hotel, hundreds of Chinese officials from political circles gathered, each using the department as a circle.

Although there are only five or six key figures in each department who are qualified to participate in tonight's banquet, but when all the departments are added together, the entire Chinese political circle is also extremely large.

Moreover, there are complex relationships between each circle and each circle, either for mutual benefit or conflict.

Therefore, a strong figure is needed to act as the leader of the Chinese political circles and be responsible for coordinating the reunification of the Chinese political circles before, otherwise it is easy to cause divisions and give people opportunities to take advantage of them.

Mr. Zhong before, Mr. Zhuang now.

Animals are inherently selfish, and humans are also animals, regardless of nationality and culture.

"Da da da." At this moment, a group of mighty people walked out from the elevator entrance in the corridor.

Zhuang Shikai was wearing hairspray, combing his oiled hair, wearing a red tie, and wearing a tailor-made suit. He brought Cai Yuanqi, Zhuo Jingquan, Guan Li and other representatives of the Chinese police force to the stage...

"Sir Zhuang!"

"Sir Zhuang!"

"Zhuang sir..."

Along the way, Chinese political officials along the way got up from the sofa one after another, lowered their cigarette butts obediently and stood up, and all said hello to Lord Zhuang who made an official appearance.

Zhuang Shikai has a gentle face, a tall figure, and a suit that fits him very well.

He nodded to the crowd.

Cai Yuanqi, Zhuo Jingquan and the others had serious expressions and mighty postures, with bulging waists, apparently stuffed with something.

These Chinese officials have sharp eyes, and the city is extremely deep.

When they saw the posture surrounded by Cai Yuanqi and others, they knew that there was something wrong with tonight's emergency notification! Something really happened! Maybe...it's just a Hongmen banquet!

Some people walk upright, stand upright, and have no fear in their eyes except suspicion.

Some people have cold sweat on their foreheads.

Mr. Zhuang walked through the corridor full of people, and stood outside the banquet hall door. He opened his arms and laughed loudly: "My colleagues, I invite you to dinner. What are you doing just standing outside the door? It's not that I don't like my meal. Is it delicious?"

"Go in!" As soon as he raised his hand to invite, he led the police force into the banquet hall first, and immediately the remaining hundreds of Chinese officials were trembling, and they immediately stepped forward to follow Sir Zhuang into the banquet hall.

In the banquet hall, the service staff of the Peninsula Hotel have set up red wine, champagne, tea seats, sofas, microphones, stage, buffet table, etc...

In order for the hotel not to be acquired. They can be described as hard work.

"Let's go! Let's go! Pack up your things and go!" East District, bungalow.

Norman stood in the study on the third floor, opened the safe with his hands, and looked down into the safe.

I saw that the safe was full of Hong Kong dollars and British pounds.

Stack upon stack.

Fully half a safe.

piled up into a hill.

On the top of the hill, there are several thick equity books, which are pressed with more than a dozen gold bars, and some jewels are scattered.

These fortunes are just the tip of the iceberg of his assets. After all, as a "blue-top businessman" who has a good relationship with the Governor of Hong Kong, he makes money by searching for profits on Hong Kong Island, which is as simple as eating and drinking.

These banknotes and belongings placed in the safe are only pocket money for the convenience of buying Chinese officials, so as not to go to the bank to withdraw them every day.

"Wow!" Norman just raised his hand and took out a few stacks of banknotes, when there were several gunshots outside the door: "Bang! Bang!"

"It's a police gun!" Norman knew as soon as he heard the gunshot that several bodyguards hired by his family rushed to the street. It is not the enemy of the police at all!

What Commissioner Henry called and told him was true!

Master Zhuang has already set his sights on him!

And once someone is targeted by Master Zhuang... the police will lack evidence? I'm afraid, there is all evidence!

It's fine if it's purely commercial crime. He knew very well that his business had been stained with blood, and it was not an ordinary commercial violation. If it fell into the hands of the police force, he might die.

When the police force has evidence in hand, the governor of Hong Kong can't save him even if he wants to. What's more, it doesn't matter whether there is evidence or not when the matter develops to the point where Master Zhuang intervenes, he has already begun to pay attention to power!

So Norman immediately decided to run! Before running, I want to call to inform the group of Chinese officials who may also be developed. Unfortunately, the phone line has been cut.

Now, as soon as Norman heard the gunshots, he knew the police were on the door. He just took three or four stacks of Hong Kong dollars and then hurriedly ignored them, stopped withdrawing money, put on his backpack, then turned around and picked up the pistol on the table, strode to the window of the study and pushed open the window on the third floor!

"Boom!" Chen Jiaju led someone to break down the door!

"Don't move! Don't move!" Six police officers rushed in immediately, standing up with guns and aiming at the target.

By this time Norman's suit was disheveled and his tie was thrown over his shoulders.

He took two steps towards the window, stepped back, and kicked again.

step back.

Pedal again.

Finally, he looked at the lawn downstairs in horror, turned around and threw away the pistol, raised his hands and shouted: "Sir! I surrender!"

"Fuck! You ghost is really a coward."

"Did I make you throw the gun?" Chen Jiaju cursed while holding the gun.

It was a bit difficult for him for a while.

How courageous is this kind of ghost businessman who relies on money to open the way, recruit spies, and bribe Chinese officials? Don't even dare to jump to the third floor! Chen Jiaju is a fierce man who dares to jump back and forth on dozens of floors! Naturally look down on this rotten bastard!

A guy next to him blinked and said with a smile, "Chen sir, I have a solution."

"Half dead." Chen Jiaju glanced at him: "You come!"

"OK!" The man put the gun back into his waist, stepped forward with a smirk, grabbed Norman's collar and said, "If you don't dare to jump, I'll help you!"

"Go down, you!" The man looked out the window.

"Ah!!!" Norman screamed and fell to the ground with a bang!

What is half dead? That is the kind that you can take a breath when it is useful, and you can die when you use it up!

The CCB chief looked at Norman, who was tied to a wheelchair in front of him, covered in blood and with multiple fractures, and nodded: "Sir Chen, you did a great job!"

"This effect is what I want!" Norman hung his head and tilted his mouth, somewhat conscious, like a living person.

But just based on his injury, hehe, it's almost enough to endure for a few hours.

"This guy is going to jump off the building himself. I can't help it!" Chen Jiaju shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, expressing his helplessness.

"Hahaha, Sir Chen has worked hard, I will send the goods to Sir Zhuang right away." The CCB chief patted Sir Chen on the shoulder, and immediately waved: "Delivery!"

"Yes, sir!"

The guys from the Commercial Crime Division responded in unison. Next, they will go to work...

Peninsula Hotel.

"Sir Zhuang, the goods are here." Cai Yuanqi answered the phone, lowered her head and whispered into Sir Zhuang's ear: "The men and horses have also been arranged."

"OK." At this time, Mr. Zhuang just picked up a glass of champagne at the bar, nodded, put down the glass very simply, and walked up to the high stage.

Hundreds of people in the banquet held wine glasses and stood quietly, looking at the figures on the high platform.

"Everyone, everyone knows that I joined the preparatory committee for the comeback and became a member of the preparatory committee, right?" Zhuang Shikai was confident, with a smile on his face, and opened his arms as if he was doing something routine: "I have been a member of the preparatory committee for a few months. , due to the busy business, I won't be able to find time to meet them for a while..."

"There is no other purpose in organizing this banquet today. I just want to meet our friends in the Chinese political arena. Everyone recognize your face. If you need anything in the future, you can come to me, Zhuang Shikai!"

"Haha, we still have many capable friends in the Chinese political arena! Some people have done business in Europe? Where is Europe, the cradle of world capital! Wu Sheng, how did you manage your business? "

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