History of Hong Kong Island

Chapter 312
"Fang Sheng!" The driver pulled out a gun, held it in his hand, and protected the boss behind him, with a very nervous expression, fearing that killers would rush out from both sides in the next moment.

A premeditated homicide, the means are extremely obvious.

And rough!

Fang Suquan, who witnessed a car accident, was still sober, and ordered: "Go down and see who is dead."

"Boss, wait for me in the car." The driver carefully opened the door, lowered the muzzle of the gun, but kept his finger firmly on the trigger.Two police officers in uniform rushed to the scene, blew their whistles, and detained the vehicle involved in the accident.In less than 2 minutes, plainclothes policemen appeared at the end of the street and cordoned off the middle of the road.

The driver gradually breathed a sigh of relief, put away his weapon, stepped forward and asked, "Sir, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter with you!" A police chief raised his head and reached out to block him: "So concerned about the case?"

"Sir, I'm going to cooperate with the driver, and Fang Sheng is in the car." The driver announced his home and handed out a cigarette: "It happened to be passing by, and we have to go forward."

"Xie Cheng Xing." The police chief suddenly realized, looked at him, took the cigarette with his left hand, and bowed his head before the driver stepped forward to light it.The sheriff's face became much warmer, and he waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, a ghost was hit by a drunk, and you stay to the left later, I'll let you drive over."

"Thank you, Sheriff." The driver nodded and bowed, raised his hands in salute, and had a flattering face.A police officer held a bloody ID and reported in a low voice: "Sir, the deceased is a supervisor of the Customs Department."

"Huh?" The police chief's expression changed suddenly, the driver's eyes fell on the customs certificate, he quickly stepped back a few steps, and said while backing up, "Sir, we'll go there first, next time I'll treat you to tea, goodbye."

The driver hurried back to the car, pulled the door tightly, and started the car: "Fang Sheng, the deceased is supervised by the Customs Department."

Fang Suquan's pupils shrank slightly, and when the vehicle passed the warning line and drove to the Customs Department, he said: "Among the people who boarded the ship and detained our cargo ship yesterday, there was a chief supervisor and two supervisors, right? It stands to reason that supervision is also an area in the Customs Department." At the top, no one dares to take it easy."

"Someone directed a big show just for me. The goal is obvious." He had already confirmed in his heart that it was the police force who took action, and only the police force would dare to attack the customs supervision. , with a hint of warning.

The police force and customs have completely fought!
Both parties are doing it to show him, to prove who is more powerful, and fight for the right to speak on the water. Fang Suquan sighed: "This is also a warning to me. I hope I will not bow to the ghost and help the Chinese police to hold on."

The driver couldn't help interjecting: "Fang Sheng, isn't the police force too arrogant, hitting and killing a supervisor in the street?"

"For the sake of money, let alone a supervisor, the head of customs dares to kill!" Fang Suquan is more aware of the dangers of the world, and everyone's life has a price. Once the interests of the violation exceed the power, the vested interests will be torn to pieces.

This is called being unable to cover!
But if you take a closer look, the iron fist displayed by the Chinese police is really creepy. It can definitely deter the swaying Chinese bosses and make the ghosts of the customs feel bloody.

Fang Suquan had the answer in his heart: "Help Mr. He first, and it can be regarded as support for the younger generation."

Customs House.

Du Yihua was wearing a uniform, tall and majestic, he smiled and invited Mr. Fang to sit down, offered a cup of hot tea in person, and then said: "Sorry, Fang Sheng, the Kowloon Customs searched for an oil carrier on the water last night, and accidentally found the Xie Chenghang ship."

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

"I have already asked the people in the Kowloon area to release the ship and the cargo. It will definitely not affect the start of Mr. Fang's factory. Now Fang Sheng only needs to make a phone call and ask his subordinates to pick up the cargo ship at the dock."

Wearing a brown gown, Fang Suquan picked up the teacup, blew on the hot air, took a sip, and then smiled, "Thank you, Du sir, since everything is a misunderstanding, it's good to just say it. The team still needs more care from you. "

"That's for sure." Du Yihua raised his legs, put his left hand on his clothes, smoked a cigarette, and said aggressively: "But Fang Sheng, in order to reduce similar misunderstandings, I think Xiechenghang should report to the customs."

"Du sir, you mean to pay the tariff?" Fang Suquan frowned and asked knowingly.

Du Yihua laughed loudly: "President Fang, you won't be willing to ask you to pay taxes. The Hong Kong government is not so strict about smuggling. In fact, it hopes to activate the economic vitality of Hong Kong Island. How can I make things difficult for you?"

"That's it. In the future, the fee will not need to go to the police force, but will be handed over to my people directly."

"Ah Wen." Du Yihua called out to the back of the door. A tall, thin middle-aged man in a gray suit and glasses with a sinister face pushed open the door, put his hands in front of him, bowed and said : "Du sir, Fang Sheng."

"My charterer, Ah Wen, usually takes care of some financial matters for me." Du Yihua flicked the cigarette ash, learned the Chinese way, and said confidently: "Fang Sheng, what do you think?" Sample?"

Ah Wen pushed his glasses and looked at Fang Suquan with a smile: "President Fang, please take care of me."

"It's not about taking care of me." Fang Suquan raised his hand, blocked Ah Wen's gift, and turned to Du Yihua, "It's easy to set the rules, but it's hard to change the rules. Du sir, it's no problem for me to hand over the money to you, but the police force is looking for you." What should I do?"

"Can you stop it for me?"

Du Yihua's face changed slightly, and he said with a smile: "The anti-smuggling itself is the authority of the Customs Department. How can the police force bother you? Don't worry, we charge less than the police force, and we behave better than the police force. If the police force really moves You, I will call back for you."

In fact, it is very difficult for the police force to move the Chinese bosses, because the Chinese police force was initially raised by the Chinese bosses. Although it is gradually becoming independent and becoming a stronger force than a single chamber of commerce, the fight against the chamber of commerce is undoubtedly digging its own foundation.

But when a force cannot expand outward, but can only squeeze inward, it is destined to bring out many dissidents and gradually split.

Therefore, Du Yihua was sure that the Chinese would not do this kind of thing, and if they did better, they could join hands to clean up the Chinese police.Fang Suquan said with a smile: "It's not about how much to charge, but who has the final say. In this way, Du sir can hand over the money to the customs, and it's okay to change the rules, but please ask the police to call me, how about it?" ?”

Du Yihua's face immediately turned down, he stared straight at Fang Suquan, and threatened: "President Fang, if you think that what the customs say is not counted, the customs will tell you, what is called counts! Ships do not register with Ah Wen, In the future, I’m afraid we will often catch the wrong ship.”

Chairman Fang nodded and said: "Then let Ah Wen help me care more, right, Ah Wen?"

Standing next to Ah Wen, Boss Fang turned his head to greet him, even feeling the sarcasm in his tone, and felt ashamed and angry in his heart.A smile appeared on Du Yihua's gloomy face in an instant, and he stepped forward to hold President Fang's hand: "Haha, Fang Sheng, you are right."

"I will definitely let Arvindo care about Xie Chengxing in the future."

Fang Suquan nodded and said, "Du sir, you are busy with business, so I won't bother you for now."

"Ah Wen, send Fang Sheng downstairs." Du Yihua smiled and sent Fang Suquan to the door very enthusiastically, while Ah Wen respectfully sent Chairman Fang all the way to the car door.Before getting into the car, President Fang, for some reason, laughed and scolded Ah Wen when they met for the first time: "You boy, you really know how to find opportunities!"

The deputy director, Ming Shijue, immediately knocked on the door of the director after meeting with the guests, held a document, stood at attention and saluted, and said solemnly: "Du sir, there is an urgent matter that needs to be dealt with."

"Say!"

Du Yihua's tone was a little impatient, and he kept thinking in his heart, how much effort should he make, and what method should be used to get the Chinese merchants to pay the fees.The next step is to detain the cargo ship of a bigger boss, step on the ship of society, or start from the inside and recruit some customs for the Chinese?Let Chinese businessmen trust the Customs Administration more, so as to win support.

Ming Shijue opened the file and read: "At 45:36 p.m., at No. [-] Java Road, Cole, the supervisor who had just finished lunch at the tea restaurant and was about to return to the customs building, was killed in a car accident. According to the police report, Cole often went to An underground casino in Wanchai, probably due to gambling debts, led to the killing by triad members."

"Cole participated in the anti-smuggling operation last night."

Du Yihua's expression froze for a moment, and then his brows twitched wildly. He was very angry, pointed at Ming Shijue's nose and said, "FUCK, YOU! How can you let the customs supervision die at the hands of the police force, and not let the police force pay a little price! "

Ming Shijue straightened his back, expressionless, and roared: "Sir, I will fight back against the police force!"

"Find out the murderer, kill him, and find out who is behind the scenes!" Du Yihua roared: "Kele must not die in vain!"

"Yes, sir!" Ming Shijue stood at attention and saluted loudly.

In fact, Du Yihua didn't care about Cole at all, he was just a supervisor, and someone would fill the position whenever there was room.But he cared about the face of the Customs Department. Fang Suquan's attitude was tougher than expected, obviously affected by the murder case.

The police force chose to use the cruelest method to maintain order, and the customs must give the most violent counterattack to stop the killing and continue the violence!Otherwise, in the eyes of outsiders, you will be beaten, and if you are not convinced, you must continue to fight!Ming Shijue knew very well that the director would let him take charge of the action, so he had to be prepared to call back. After turning around and leaving the chief's office, he immediately made an appointment with his subordinates.The police force dared to attack the people of the customs directly, but the customs did not dare to lay hands on the people of the police force.

Because the customs is in a weak position, once the entire police force is aroused, there is no possibility of winning.We can only attack the association responsible for creating the crime first, and then use the case to create influence and pull the police force into the water.

The police force has social groups under its control, and can do black work. In fact, the customs also has them, but they are not on the shore, but on the water.As for the police force using the excuse that Cole owed gambling debts, it is simply a joke. Hong Kong Island is full of gambling, and there are countless customs officials who owe gambling debts. Who dares to use murder to collect debts?However, it is very suitable to close a case, and it is nothing more than pushing a person's head to take the blame.

(End of this chapter)