Hong Kong Island Old Events

He Dingxian knew that without the information sent by Yi Fu, he would not be able to even enter the newspaper office with a high-sounding voice today. He would either hand over the cultural relics honestly or beg someone to do something in a low voice. Regardless of whether the Jin Dynasty has deliberate intentions or not, if the situation is inferior to others, it must give in.

There's nothing wrong with that.

But he won't be happy, and if he is pinched once, it will be difficult for him to straighten his back in the future.

"Mr. He."

"You don't doubt our sincerity, do you?" Jin Weiguo's tone was solemn and his eyes were scrutinizing.

He Dingxian laughed: "No."

"Without Mr. Jin's note, I wouldn't have been able to get away so easily last night. However, I am a person who pursues equality in everything I do. Only equal cooperation can be mutually beneficial. What do you think, Mr. Jin?"

Jin Weiguo was noncommittal: "He Sheng is a wonderful man. Dean Ke and Mr. Huo both respected you before. You really have a unique vision."

"In exchange, I will help you solve the trouble with the Secrecy Bureau and let the police force cooperate with us to ensure the order of the Chinese on Hong Kong Island and not to change the social atmosphere of Hong Kong Island." This is very important to him.

He Dingxian smiled and said: "What you raised is not a request. I have been working hard on it, but what method is used to solve the Secrecy Bureau?"

Jin Weiguo realized that there was murderous intent in his words, and chuckled and persuaded: "Mr. He, there are some things that just need to be addressed. I can let the comrades in Taiwan do the work, and let all the people in the Hong Kong station return to be investigated. , Madman Mao has no soldiers and horses."

"I can't touch you either."

He Dingxian immediately understood that Hong Kong Island, as a gateway, is a collection station for intelligence from all parties. Presumably the Secrecy Bureau also did a good job on Hong Kong Island. It is not easy for Lao Jin's people to dig out local sites, let alone destroy them.

He relied on his advantage inside Taiwan to learn about the dynamics of the Secrecy Bureau.

To do traction.

At this point, the Military Intelligence Office is in a better position than the intelligence agencies of various countries.

"How about another way."

However, He Dingxian refused to let go, took out the document, handed it to the other party and said: "Destroy the Secrecy Bureau's station on Hong Kong Island, and leave Madman Mao on Hong Kong Island before he notices it. Let him return easily, and in the future Everyone knows that assassinating me has no consequences, and everyone dares to try it."

"How can I get along on Hong Kong Island?"

Jin Weiguo took the document with an eyeful of eyes, and when he opened it, he saw a list of personnel with names, addresses, identities, ages, and positions.

There are Lin Ye, the head of the Security Bureau, Zhao Yihui, the liaison officer, and Wei Tong, the correspondent.

The total of these thirteen names, no more, no less, happens to be an entire site office. If they are caught in one sweep, all the Secret Bureau agents in Hong Kong will be disconnected, and it is very possible to find out the whereabouts of Madman Mao.

After all, if Madman Mo is using troops on Hong Kong Island, it is impossible to completely cut off contact with the local station. No matter how well hidden he is, as long as he seizes the time and intensifies the interrogation, it is possible to arrest Madman Mao before he escapes from Hong Kong. If he can capture and return to the country a great spy who has committed numerous crimes and is stained with the blood of heroes, it will surely cause a huge sensation in the world.

This is a great achievement!

"Mr. He."

"This information?" His eyes were full of questioning, and his heart was already pounding.

He Dingxian said: "Really."

Jin Wei Guodao: "I wanted to ask where it came from. After all, once the action is taken, some comrades will be exposed. If the source of the information is not informed, the authenticity cannot be determined, and unnecessary sacrifices may be caused."

He Dingxian didn't hide it and smoked the cigarette: "Military Intelligence Department."

The color of Jin Wei's country changed slightly.

"As a policeman, it's normal for me to deal with the Military Intelligence Agency, right? Don't worry, I spent a lot of money to buy it, and the ghost guy won't do charity." He Dingxian explained aloud. Jin Weiguo felt relieved. If Gui Lao really started to do charity, there would be some things worth pondering.

"Mr. Jin."

"When it's time to break it off, just one sentence is enough." He Dingxian acts simply and avoids ambiguity.

Jin Weiguo finally nodded: "Okay."

"Leave it to me."

If the police force hadn't always been under the attention of the Secrecy Bureau, the people in the police force could actually take action. However, as soon as the secrecy situation was disturbed and the police force saw that the situation was not going well, they might withdraw. It would be better to need Jin Weiguo to cooperate. Moreover, He Dingxian had no choice but to shoot the people who captured the Secrecy Bureau.

There is a high probability that those people will not bow to the police force, and the information they extract may not be useful. On the other hand, the people under Jin Wei are famous for their ability to transform their enemies. Just relying on the power behind them, they can offer a higher price and threaten them more. a lot of.

"Thank you."

"I'm waiting for your news." He Dingxian breathed a sigh of relief and promised benefits: "When arresting the bandit leader, please remember to call me. In addition, I will take out a gift and send it to my hometown. I won’t treat you badly.”

"hehe."

"Won't you treat me badly?" Jin Weiguo stubbed out his cigarette in the tin can and thought about a few words meaningfully, feeling a little funny: "I need your kindness? Mr. He, please position yourself and be patriotic. This is the common morality of every Chinese!"

"Do you love your country or not?"

This question is absolutely heartbreaking!

Originally, under the introduction of several people, Jin Weiguo naively believed that He Dingxian was a patriot and a national entrepreneur, and that he was someone he could actively win over. But when I met him today, I realized something was wrong. His attitude of urging equal dialogue was problematic.

This won't work.

This is not right.

This is not advanced enough!

He Dingxian smiled calmly and said: "Love, of course I love you, but I am patriotic, not you!"

"Mr. Jin, don't talk about these big things. Just like how I clean up the police force, we need to bring the Chinese together. It's not just about joining a gang and shouting slogans. It's about letting the brothers live a good life. Go up and get rich." Be proud of your nation from the bottom of your heart!”

"When it comes to patriotism, I know better than you."

Jin Weiguo's expression changed again and again, and he was actually speechless. Looking at Mr. He raising his hands to salute and say goodbye, he actually froze on the spot without saying goodbye. When He Dingxian left the newspaper office with the plainclothes detectives under President Zhang's farewell, Jin Weiguo came back to his senses and let out a long breath: "Sure enough, the police force is not serious, and the people talking about it are not serious either."

"The police force will definitely need good education and training in the future, but it is no longer easy to have this kind of awareness under the control of the Hong Kong government. We can't care too much."

"Bear it!"

If this passage appeared in another place, he would definitely make arrogant and ignorant people realize what enlightenment means! But now, due to He Dingxian's identity, value, and influence, as long as he stands correctly, he can turn a blind eye to some things.

Don't fall back on old habits.

He Dingxian also doesn’t like others to use the word patriotism to oppress him. He is a policeman, not a triad, and some things require love from the heart, not love for the sake of love. Everyone has his own way and his own circumstances. , just have a clear conscience.

He is more determined to stand on the national stand and put the compatriots around him as the most important thing. He does not ask anyone for help but is strong by himself. Only then is he truly strong!

There is a saying in "Wreaths on the Mountain" that it has been too long and some people are too far away.

"Chaoyang, arrest them one by one according to the list for interrogation. Within twenty-four hours, I want to see Madman Mao waiting for me in the private room." Jin Weiguo handed the document to a special agent, who immediately saluted. He shouted angrily: "Yes!"

Immediately, a huge machine started running, and within half an hour, the thirteen people on the list disappeared one after another. The whole process was uneventful and very covert. No matter where the people on the list are operating, as long as they are within Hong Kong Island, they will all be named and taken away.

Madman Sitting on the sofa in a secret room, holding a hotel architectural diagram in his hand, he was carefully planning the next assassination. Xu Aizhou's seventy-fifth birthday will be held two weeks later, and a banquet will be held at the Peninsula Hotel. As the vice president of the Chaoshan Chamber of Commerce, He Dingxian will definitely be invited to attend, and the assassination can be launched during the dinner.

"Seat bureau, the time bomb has been developed." A secret agent walked into the room, stood at attention and saluted, and reported: "A colleague is working as a waiter in the hotel, and the bomb can be placed under the table in advance. According to the banquet on Hong Kong Island It is customary for important people to set up name tags in advance, and bombs can be arranged according to the name tags, but the target person is likely to sit at the guest of honor table, and there will be many important people at the same table, so whether the impact will be too great."

"I can't control it anymore." Madman Mao put down the drawings with a ruthless look on his face: "No matter how big the thing I do, can it be as big as what he did? This time is for the future of all colleagues in the Secrecy Bureau, and we will never allow it. Missed again. Not only must there be a time bomb at the scene, but enough operatives must be deployed. If the explosion does not kill anyone, follow-up shots must be carried out.”

"yes!"

"Secretary seat!" The agent agreed, but his expression was not exciting, and he was obviously very stressed about the next operation. Just when Crazy Man was about to smoke, two gunshots suddenly rang out from the bottom of the building. Everyone at the scene was shocked to stop working, took out their weapons, and opened the door.

"Seat."

"Take the back door." A female agent wearing a leather jacket with her hair tied up was leaning against the door with guns in both hands. Without hesitation, Madman Mao entered the back door with his gun raised, and immediately ran away when he saw no one was around. The few remaining agents hurriedly followed. In the front corridor, gunfire continued, and a fierce exchange between the two sides began.

"boom!"

"boom!"

An agent just ran out of the stairs and was shot twice and fell to the ground. A group of serious crime police officers rushed out along the alley. The leader raised his shield with both arms to cover his colleagues behind him. The firing sound of submachine guns and rifles sounded in the street: "Click, click, click."

"Da da da."

The female agent who was about to raise her gun to fight back was shot with several bullets. She let out a proud groan and covered the streets with blood. Seeing that he was surrounded, Madman Mao knew something was wrong. He raised the gun to his chin and pulled the trigger without hesitation: "Bang!"

He fell to the ground.

Until his death, he had no time to think about how the situation could take a turn for the worse, but when he came to Hong Kong Island to work, he was already prepared for the worst. Considering his qualifications and deeds, it would be the greatest shame to fall into the hands of his opponents. It would be better to die simply, at least not to suffer humiliation, and his life has long been worth living. Dying on Hong Kong Island can be regarded as an explanation to the inside. There is no need to regret anything, it is enough!

I haven’t read a new book in half a year. I have read three in the past few days. The first new historical book is "Full of Colors", which is good to read. The second is the fairy tale "My Simulated Road to Immortality". At least the first part is very good. The third is "Xuan Xuan". I am currently reading "Appreciating the Immortal Path". Junzai has tasted it while being lazy. It is not a friendly book recommendation. If you like it, you can go and read it.