My Hong Kong Island Filmmaker

Chapter 1612: Catch the wrong criminal and catch the right wolf, drink the tea in the rivers and lakes and climb up (Part )

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At Xin Bao Cinema, L11, The One, a shopping mall in the bustling Nathan Road, Tsim Sha Tsui, a man wearing a baseball cap and carrying a handbag sneakily followed two schoolgirls wearing JK plaid skirts and followed them step by step.

Five people in civilian clothes took other escalators and walked out. At first sight, they saw a strange man who was being monitored by security guards.

"Liu Shazhan, that's him."

A chubby old man with a kind face rode a sweeper and drove slowly in front of the five policemen, and also performed a frame-dropping version of drift.

"Just call me Atang."

Sha Zhan, named Liu Mingtang, pointed to the lady with a straight face and a mixed-race appearance next to him with shame, "This is our Senior Inspector Feng Madam..."

"Two pills and one petal."

The chubby and kind-hearted old man pointed at the man holding his hat not far away, "We found this man holding a handbag and swinging it back and forth under the skirts of two schoolgirls for a few seconds, and then followed him all the way. Thirty seconds later He let go again, just as his cousins ​​were following him..."

The old man said firmly, "There must be something wrong with this guy, so I will ask the society to report it."

Tangkou?

brother?

Society?

Feng Jiahui frowned and glanced at the fat old man in overalls, shaking his head——

It’s really eye-opening to know that Hong Kong’s underworld operates in all walks of life.

She had been working in management positions in the past, and having just returned from Scotland Yard, she was somewhat uncomfortable with such a naked gangster scene.

This is completely different from the Lao Zhengfu Banner of my ancestors.

Moreover, according to other people's experience, an old young and Dangerous boy who can stabilize the golden basin and wash his hands, even if he is a waste, now has enough seniority to support him... So, she glanced sideways at the old man.

Looking at the other person's harmless double chin and chubby, kind-hearted appearance, I didn't think much about it.

He has seniority but is of no use if he has no power.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be riding a sweeper here.

Why should I imitate Sir "Winnie the Bulldog" who holds a cigar and drinks whiskey, or else wear a suit and tie like his big boss Hong Kong version of Fatty Peng?

Feng Jiahui, who withdrew her gaze and had a mixed-race face, looked at the man holding the brim of his hat not far away and directed Sha Zhan, Yichai and Sanzai around him to arrest him.

"Freeze!——You are under arrest!" She shouted at the people and rushed towards them.

The sudden shouting and the sudden attack frightened the man holding the brim of his hat. He picked up the handbag and ran away - his movements were very vigorous and somewhat parkour-like.

"?"

The fat uncle glanced at the ghost girl, and then squinted at Liu Mingtang, who was slightly embarrassed, "Is Mr. O so powerful now?"

"Sir, you just came back from Scotland Yard." Sha Zhan Atang, the O's secretary, smiled bitterly and hurriedly caught up.

The scene was chaotic, especially during the summer season. Many men and women in front of the theater were thrown into chaos by the sudden situation.

The fat man who was shaking his head with a smile suddenly saw that Madam actually took out a '.38', and his eyes suddenly narrowed.

"There are so many people who are brave enough to shoot. If it's not stupid, it's bad!"

Sure enough, as soon as she pulled out her gun, many people at the scene screamed in fear and fell into chaos.

Fortunately, the security guards at the scene and many "enthusiastic citizens" who had been waiting for the good news had the scene under control. In addition, the fleeing man was not a furniture city god of war, so he was surrounded by enthusiastic citizens within a few steps.

"Don't move! Get down on the floo!" Feng Jiahui raised the gun with both hands and shouted directly threateningly.

At the same time, his men also pounced on him.

The man who was tackled to the ground fell to the ground.

"Fuck!!!"

"Are these the Qian brothers? Qian Jiale or Qian Xiaohao?"

"Qian Xiaohao! His brother's eyes are even smaller!"

"Is it true? Qiu Sheng was arrested? Is it because of the bank party? It seems that the gossip tabloid said that many celebrities are interested in bank parties."

"What? Zheng Shaoqiu is having a party? No wonder he abandoned Fei Fei!"

"You fake fan, that's Qiu Guan! This is Qiu Sheng, have you watched "Mr. Zombie" or TVB's "Big Head in Green Clothes Fights Zombies" starring him!" Passers-by surrounded the scene. On the third floor outside, many people noticed the man whose hat was lifted off and pushed to the ground. Their eyes were suddenly raised, and many people recognized his identity instantly.

The man who had lifted his hat was pushed to the ground with his knees on his head by the ghost girl and his men, which was very rough and cruel.

"what--"

Qian Xiaohao's nose twitched, and he struggled all over his body. His whole face was hideous, and he gasped for air, "I can't breathe!!!"

"Crack, click, click, click!"

"Kaka!"

In the crowd, there were people with cameras and video recorders who had already taken pictures of this scene. At the same time, a fat old man riding a sweeper slowly drove into the circle.

"Sir, please don't cause panic in public places and affect social order. Madam, I suggest you put away your gun. Once the .38 in your hand goes off, I'm sure even your superiors will not be able to support you." The fat man opened a can of Coke and said slowly.

Feng Jiahui frowned.

At this time, a team of police officers from the West Kowloon Crime Squad also appeared at the mall and issued their credentials.

"Let go first!"

The leader of the group saw Qian Xiaohao, who was pinned to the ground and kept howling, and the people around him who were holding cameras and taking pictures. He quickly asked his subordinates to appeal to everyone not to take random pictures.

"Please don't crowd. This man is dangerous."

"I hope that everyone will not take it out of context and obstruct the work of justice."

"Madam Feng, put your gun away first."

Assistant Abin, who had two flowers hanging on his head and whose title was 'Inspector', winked at Feng Jiahui.

The latter also noticed the people taking pictures around him, and his face turned blue and white. He quickly put away his pistol and just stared at the fat old man riding the sweeper.

"Uncle Fei, we, the boss of Hesheng, are really sorry to see you here in person. "

Abin stood between the two of them, looking at the fat old man in front of him with an unkind expression, and pointed at Feng Jiahui behind him, "This is the super-senior fat uncle of Uncle Hesheng's generation, and the current seat of Xi Miwei saw him All must be respectful.”

Feng Jiahui's expression changed. Although she had never met the person before, she knew the other person's information by heart.

"I wouldn't mind inviting you back for coffee."

After hearing her words, Abin's expression changed, and he secretly cursed, "Fuck on the street." Sure enough, as soon as her words came out, Fat Burton, who was drinking Coke in front of him, stopped drinking from the straw and squinted at the ghost girl.

Dozens of strong and enthusiastic citizens around him immediately moved forward.

"What?"

Abin stood up and hung his ID on his chest. He turned to look at the fat old man riding a sweeper and said, "Fat Bo, do you think our O memory does not exist?"

The fat man smiled slightly and turned to wave his hands at the enthusiastic citizens behind him.

"The police must also follow the rules, otherwise no one is willing to be an enthusiastic citizen. If you don't follow the rules now, I have nothing to say."

The crowd parted a path, and the old man drove the sweeper slowly away.

Abin looked back at Feng Jiahui with an unhappy face, and then cursed at Liu Mingtang, "What are you doing standing here? Are you waiting for me to invite you to watch a movie? Why don't you take me away yet."

"..." Liu Mingtang had no choice but to help Qian Xiaohao who was lying on the ground and whispered: "Don't make a mess."

"The police can just arrest people? I want to hire my lawyer."

"Okay." Liu Mingtang turned dark and took the handbag that the other party dropped on the ground. There was a Sony portable video recorder in it. "We will give you a chance to see your lawyer. You have the right to remain silent, but what you said Everything will be taken away as evidence—"

The moment he saw the video recorder, Qian Xiaohao turned pale and wanted to call out to the fat man who was leaving on the sweeper, but Liu Mingtang blocked his view.

He lowered his head helplessly.

"It's over, it's over...", "Just do what you have to do, the police are handling the case.", "Everyone, continue..."

Seeing Qian Xiaohao being taken away by the police, the scene immediately exploded.

Those taking photos and videos also left.

　My mother is pregnant. She has been in poor health. This incident made me worried. Fortunately, there is no major problem.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)