Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 747 Come with me

"Oh? Things are done?" Zhuang Shikai's eyes lit up, and he felt that the speed was surprisingly fast, and his subordinates were becoming more and more vigorous in handling things.

"Yes, and Byron has already vomited it out." Cai Yuanqi said bluntly: "It is true that he and Henry are classmates, but they did not bribe Henry, but the two will meet regularly, and there is a dinner where the customs supervision, The ICAC Commissioner and Ghost Byron are all in..."

"Henry just talked lightly about their relationship with customs supervisor Hans, and the ghost Byron seized the opportunity to get on the line of customs supervision. Since then, the business of smuggling cigarettes has been on the right track..."

Zhuang Shikai raised his eyebrows, took out a cigar, clicked, and gently cut off the cap with a cigar cutter.

"Ba da." The eggplant fell to the table.

He smiled softly: "Haha, sure enough, this is a businessman! Trying his best to manage relationships, taking advantage of interests, earning money from black hearts, one word! Only profit is for profit!"

He twirled the cigar, playing with it and said, "I'm afraid even Henry didn't know what he said at the time, which planted a fatal disaster for himself!"

Zhuang Shikai was smoking a cigar, making a loud noise.

"Henry really didn't know that Byron had a relationship with Hans, and he connected him. It's so dangerous, we finally caught his evidence."

"Although Henry is indeed an ICAC commissioner who leads by example, at least he is very principled in Hong Kong Island!"

"Unfortunately, there are black spots on his golden body." Cai Yuanqi took out his lighter and said flatly: "This black spot broke his golden body! And the input chain of Byron and Hans' interests is complete. When Yuan Haoyun went to the customs to bring people , Hans stood up to protect him!"

"But this guy is not brave enough, let go." Cai Yuanqi's tone was scornful.

Lord Zhuang put the cigar to his mouth.

"Pa-ta." He stepped forward and threw the lighter away, wiping out the flames.

"Huh..." Master Zhuang took a deep breath and let out a thick mist.

In this incident, whether it is Hans or Byron, the two guys are all small characters of waste materials. One let go too quickly, and the other speaks too quickly, and they don't have the courage to desperately face desperate things.

Maybe Hans, as a "customs supervisor", can still think about relying on the customs boss or the ICAC commissioner.

But "Byron", as a smuggling businessman carrying black material, hehe, he spoke so quickly, either the police force was too hard, or he was too cowardly, in short, he was scared out of his wits!

However, this is also a kind of wit.

At least it can save a flesh and blood.

Although the whole incident encountered some resistance, so far the overall situation is going well.

Zhuang Shikai regained the initiative!

Next, play however you want, and ravage ICAC to death every minute. However, Lord Zhuang's goal now is not to kill little Henry, but to bring the Chinese's own Commissioner of Integrity to power! There is still a need for a set of operations in the middle, and Henry will definitely not be reconciled, you must be careful of Henry fighting back!

Of course, the interest chain between customs supervision and ghost Byron is actually related to Henry. Even if Henry didn't accept bribes, but being connected with each other is equivalent to pinching Henry's life, no matter how Henry jumps, Lord Zhuang can hit the lore! You must know that the special nature of the ICAC position does not tolerate a little sand!

If this kind of interest chain is transferred to other department heads, it may be a temporary suspension for investigation and influence of public opinion, and it will not be fatal to the official career.

But it is very fatal to the Commissioner of Corruption!

"Let Byron use the smuggling company's account to send some money to Henry's family." Zhuang Shikai narrowed his eyes, exhaled, and said slowly, "Even if you splash dirty water, you have to splash it thicker."

"Yes, sir!" Cai Yuanqi answered in a solemn voice, not surprised.

"By the way, Bao Bailun is a customs supervisor. How did Yuan Haoyun snatch him back? When did he become so powerful!" Zhuang Shikai suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and asked with a light smile.

"He shot!" Cai Yuanqi's expression was serious, he remained silent for a while, organized his words, and said cautiously: "I asked Yuan Haoyun to quote the Supreme Law Enforcement Regulations and go directly to the customs to snatch people. Naturally, the customs supervision will not let people go! But Yuan Hao Yunguo disconnected two shots and led someone to break out!"

"How many people were killed by the two shots?" Zhuang Shikai didn't care at all, he lowered his head and licked his cigar.

"One shot at the ceiling, one shot at the hat, no one was hurt!" Cai Yuanqi said frankly.

Zhuang Shikai's pupils dilated slightly, showing a very interested look, and said with a light smile, "Yuan sir, heh, I really appreciate him more and more."

"The regulations are well used this time! Why don't you use the regulations if you have them! Isn't it just for today that I am making amendments to the regulations?"

"Don't say you didn't kill anyone! Even if you really kill a supervisor, I will support you!"

"Crack!" Cai Yuanqi stood at attention, raised her arms, and made a gesture of salute, but she didn't speak out, expressing her respect to the officer in a silent way.

"Chief of the Customs? I'll take care of it!" At this moment, Zhuang Shikai's palm was on his chin, his eyes were unruly, and his attitude was decisive.

...

"Swipe!"

Central.

Five customs police cars turned on their sirens and flashed their lights.

Several intersections with red lights.

Passed again and again!

The head of customs is sitting in the back row of an official car in the middle...

"Do you want to play so big?" With a serious face and a dignified expression, he held a police cap in his hand and muttered to himself with a gloomy face.

I saw a small black hole at the brim of the police cap in his hand. The irregular fabric in the hole was stained with gunpowder and had burnt marks. Obviously, this is a hole made by a bullet.

He keenly smelled a puff of gunpowder, and knew that the second "police-corruption conflict" might break out, but he didn't expect that the fire of "police-corruption conflict" would burn on the customs... The police force, ICAC, and customs should stand again Where?

Admiralty.

Murray Road.

ICAC building.

"Chen sir, the tea restaurant sent more than a dozen bags of afternoon tea, more than two hundred servings."

"What? You invited me! So generous today!"

"Da da da." Henry led Chen Jingci and other ICAC investigators with their heads down, and hurried back to Lian Ji.

A front desk lady raised her head and laughed out loud.

Chen Jingci was taken aback, and looked up at the mountains of plastic bags on the table, inside which were stacked portions, all of which were afternoon tea from the tea restaurant.

Sir Zhuang asked them to come back for afternoon tea, and he actually ordered them for them! Dry! And it is calculated according to the total number of people going out, there will only be more and no less!

Chen Jingci bowed his head and gestured towards the front desk without saying a word. The lady at the front desk sensed that something was wrong, so she shut her mouth and moved away immediately.

Henry led everyone into the elevator and went back upstairs for a meeting.

...

"Sir Zhuang, the customs officers are here." Two minutes later, Yazi pushed open the glass door, with light makeup on, and reported softly.

Zhuang Shikai looked up, today she was wearing hip-length shorts, a vest with a dew groove, and a tattered denim jacket over it, um, very trendy.

Master Zhuang withdrew his gaze, turned to Cai Yuanqi, held a cigar, and said with a smile: "Just when we talked about customs, the people from the customs came to the door."

"Which one takes the lead?"

Not enough people to line up.

Master Zhuang is too lazy to show up.

"The head of the customs, there are two operational inspectors, twelve officers, all armed with weapons." Yazi is like a treasure.

Apparently, the people downstairs did the research.

After all, the head of the customs office led his troops to the door immediately, and it seemed that he was looking for trouble, so how could he let him go so easily?

"Please come up!"

"Drop their weapons again!" Zhuang Shikai set the tone.

"Yes, sir." Yazi responded softly, closed the door, and turned to work.

Hurrah, there was a burst of footsteps at the door. Zhuo Jingquan and a group of well-trained security officers in suits and weapons had already arrived outside the door, and spread out along both sides of the corridor, completely three steps at a time, Five steps and one whistle, instantly covering the entire corridor on the 12th floor, the scene is very serious!

Zhuang Shikai moved his ears, glanced sideways at the door, waved his hands and smiled at Cai Yuanqi, "Ah Qi, make tea."

"Okay." Cai Yuanqi nodded, walked to the tea table and opened the cupboard neatly to find out the tea...

Although Zhuang Shikai felt that Zhuo Jingquan's reaction was too grandiose, but thinking about it carefully, it would be easier to talk about things if the pomp and circumstance were a little more imposing.

He wasn't surprised that the people from the Customs Department opened fire. There were just a dozen big cats and kittens, and they weren't enough to warm up the master's gun.

Soon, the chief of customs "Bart" came to the door with a group of customs agents.

Sure enough, when the elevator opened, they stepped out and saw the scenes on both sides of the corridor, everyone's mentality changed immediately.

The chief of customs "Bart" paused for a while, as if he was a little surprised, and then continued to move forward, leading people forward.

The customs staff also cooperated very well. The inspectors and officers all unloaded their guns and waited outside the door. The head of the customs led Zhuo Jingquan in, opened his arms, and laughed loudly: "Zhuang sir, long time no see."

"Bart!" Zhuang Shikai raised his hand while sitting on the main seat, and said warmly, "Sit down and drink tea."

"Okay." Bart responded with a light smile, his attitude was not at all like asking a teacher, but more like a visit.

And Lord Zhuang wanted to turn Xingshi into a door-to-door guest!

"Slap." The chief customs officer sat on a sofa on the right hand side, put down a hat seemingly casually, and placed the hat on the table. There was a glaring bullet hole on the edge of the hat.

Bart was wearing a suit, but he was wearing a police cap. It was obvious what the purpose was.

"Sir, drink tea." Cai Yuanqi bent down and enthusiastically handed over a cup of tea.

"Thank you." Bart took the teacup with a smile.

Zhuang Shikai also took the cup of tea, lowered his head and took a few sips, then put down the teacup, and said with a smile, "Sir Bart, what are you doing with a hat?"

"Someone!" Bart said with a downcast face and a firm tone, "I want to take away the person who shot!!!"

He knew that it was impossible for Zhuang Shikai to let the "Byron" he snatched back go, and it was meaningless to ask for "Byron", and taking away Yuan Haoyun would save the customs' face.

The underlying meaning is, someone will give it to you, but the guy who took the lead in snatching it, take it back to me! Your goal has been achieved, I have saved face, I will not pursue other matters, and be friends in a friendly manner.

"Hahaha..." Zhuang Shikai suddenly laughed loudly and got up, stepped out of the tea table, and at the same time leaned over and patted the head of the customs office on the shoulder: "Bart, come with me."

He brought Bart to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, put his arms around Bart's shoulders, raised his finger to the buildings outside, and said with a wanton smile, "What did you see?"

It's the Chinese New Year, and the firecrackers are crackling outside the window, disturbing the cleanliness.

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