Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 277 What’s in your head?provocative
"Oh!"

Superintendent Zeng slapped his hands heavily on the eaves of the window. The jumping fire was reflected in his eyes, becoming more and more powerful.

"Damn, damn it!"

His face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water, and he squeezed out a few words in his throat: "How could this happen? How could something happen?!"

Superintendent Zeng turned around, quickly walked out of the office, walked down the stairs, and looked at the police officers who were watching the excitement at the door of the police station. He was about to yell at them to put out the fire, but he swallowed the words alive.

You can't show too much excitement, otherwise it will appear a bit too abrupt.

He took a deep breath and changed his tone: "How come there was a sudden fire on the opposite side? Go over and see if you can help, so as not to cause any casualties."

"Sir Zeng."

A police officer said: "Some guys have already gone over to check the situation."

outside.

The police officer ran in quickly and shouted to everyone: "Go back, there is something wrong with this fire. Put on the gas mask. It seems like there is something burning inside. The smell is going to make you sick."

When he spoke, although his tone was normal, everyone knew that this police officer looked very excited and excited.

As soon as these words came out, someone immediately started talking quietly.

Ma Jun, who was in the crowd, heard something and took out a gas mask from the corner and handed it to Superintendent Zeng: "Sir Zeng, put this on. The fire brigade has been notified."

"Fall on the street!"

Superintendent Zeng gritted his teeth, took the mask handed over by Ma Jun, put it on three times and walked outside, instructing the police officers: "If you have a mask, come out and see what's going on. Can you help me?" "

He scolded: "Notify the relevant departments and use special measures to deal with it. This fire is a bit abnormal."

Superintendent Zeng hurried towards the cold storage over there.

In Superintendent Zeng's eyes, the fire in front of him was not burning fire, but silver paper, lots and lots of silver paper. Every jump of the flames meant that his lots of silver paper were destroyed into ashes.

Superintendent Zeng is just praying in his heart not to burn all the goods, but to keep some for himself.

As soon as I left the police station gate and walked a few steps outside, I saw a news vehicle parked in the alley in front of me.

The assistant Xiaopang carrying the camera was filming the fire. He was wearing a pig's nose. Next to him, Le Huizhen, who was holding the microphone, also wore a pig's nose and stood in the camera and muttered something.

"Damn!"

Superintendent Zeng cursed and glanced at Ma Jun who was following them. Ma Jun immediately rushed up to them and yelled at them: "Which TV station is from who asked you to film it? Stop filming it! Stop filming it!"

Everyone is wearing pig noses and no one can recognize who the other person is.

The assistant Xiaopang immediately focused his camera on Ma Jun and Superintendent Zeng who came out. The eloquent Le Huizhen also came up to them immediately. The microphone was put in front of Superintendent Zeng, and she almost stabbed it directly into his mouth:

"Sir, the fire burning right now is too abnormal. I heard from the citizens watching that it seems to contain a large amount of drugs. Is that true?"

She kept talking and continued to ask: "If that's the case, sir, this cold storage is right next to the police station. So many drugs are openly hidden in front of the police station. How do the police evaluate this?"

Superintendent Zeng's pupils shrank. Hearing the sharp topic raised by Le Huizhen, he gritted his teeth and whispered: "We don't know about this matter either. The specific situation will be discussed later after the investigation results."

This reporter had a sharp tongue and made Superintendent Zeng tickle her teeth. She showed up as soon as there was an outburst and even prepared a pig's snout. What does that mean?it goes without saying.

only.

The camera was pointed at him, and there were people watching around him. No matter how unhappy Superintendent Zeng was, he didn't dare to do anything to Le Huizhen.

Just a few minutes.

There are more and more people watching around, the voices are getting louder and louder, and everyone looks a little excited.

"It's all gone!"

Ma Jun shouted at the people around him: "Don't you see that this fire is burning abnormally? What are you doing here, do you want to become immortal?!"

He signaled the guys coming out of the police station to drive the people away, and the fire brigade rushed to the scene and started putting out the fire.

Superintendent Zeng stood behind, looking at the spraying fire extinguisher, and then at the eighth-wife reporter Le Huizhen. The hands hanging at his sides were clenched into fists tightly, and his knuckles turned white.

At this moment.

A guy ran over from behind and whispered to Superintendent Zeng: "Sir Zeng, there's a call coming in. It's you, Chief Cai."

"!"

Superintendent Zeng exhaled, took a deep breath and turned back to the police station. He took the phone and called Cai Yuanqi: "Sir Cai, it's me."

"How's the fire fighting going?!"

Cai Yuanqi's voice rang from the phone, and in the background was that damn reporter Le Huizhen's voice, which must have been sent through the news.

Even though Cai Yuanqi's voice was not very loud, he could still hear the strong dissatisfaction in his tone.

Across the phone, Superintendent Zeng could already imagine Cai Yuanqi's gloomy face, frowning and staring at him with a strong sense of oppression.

"We are putting out a fire."

Superintendent Zeng bravely answered: "Don't worry, I have asked them to put out the fire as quickly as possible. After the fire is out, we will take stock of the situation on the scene, and then operate in secret to exchange the remaining goods..." "

"A secret operation?!"

Cai Yuanqi directly broke through and scolded on the phone: "Zeng Jiale, Zeng Jiale, I really want to open your head now to see what's inside!"

"Is your mind filled with feces and urine? Are you operating behind closed doors? The reporter arrived within minutes of the fire. Do you still think there will be anything left in this batch?"

"Even if there is something left, if you go and operate it, can you do it?! I will operate your mother! This batch of goods is gone, do you know how much loss we have? Do you know, ah?!"

"..."

Superintendent Zeng couldn't help but put the phone away from Cai Yuanqi's angry roar, his lips twitched and he didn't dare to answer.

original.

In the original plan, they increased their investment in Lin Huaile and invested a large amount of money because they had the goods they had snatched from Ashan.

This batch of goods is being liquidated little by little. The realization of all the 1000 million goods can greatly reduce the pressure on the financial office, because these 1000 million are 1000 million without cost.

It was precisely because of this that they finally chose to put this batch of goods under the nose of the North District Police Station, just to prevent any accidents.

But who knows how long it has been there?After realizing less than 200 million, it was burned down by an inexplicable fire?

No wonder Cai Yuanqi is so angry. This is all money, 1000 million, not that easy to make.

"Your business ability is extremely imbecile!"

Cai Yuanqi tapped his fingers on the table hard: "You are simply mentally retarded. You can't do anything well? You can't even see such an important thing right under your nose?! Why? Why?!"

He roared angrily: "Why was this place exposed? Who set the fire? Who did it? Do you know? Are you still operating behind the scenes here? What the hell are you thinking!"

"..."

Superintendent Zeng's lips wriggled, he gritted his teeth and could only stomp his feet and responded: "Okay, I will investigate now, and they will pay the price."

"Good-for-nothing, good-for-nothing!"

Cai Yuanqi scolded him again and immediately turned off the phone. "Grass!"

Superintendent Zeng held the mobile phone that received a busy signal, gritted his teeth and looked at the fire that had been gradually put out outside, feeling upset.

On the right is the transparent cold storage that was burned by the fire.

On the left is Wu Zhihui's neon-lit Huiyao Nightclub diagonally opposite the police station.

Wu Zhihui must be responsible for this matter. He picked up the phone and called Xian Weizha. The call was answered with a barrage of abuse: "Xian Weizha, I really want to open your brain and see if it's fake." Shit and piss!”

Superintendent Zeng scolded Xian Weizha again for what Cai Yuanqi had just scolded him: "When are you still fighting with those dwarf mules? Your family is gone, you idiot!"

After venting his inner anger, Superintendent Zeng gritted his teeth and looked at the neon nightclub sign, his eyes widening.

No need to think about it, I just arranged for the gunman to kill Wu Zhihui. Wu Zhihui was fine, but the gunman had something wrong. He followed the warehouse at night and something happened. I thought it must have something to do with Wu Zhihui.

He put down the phone, went to the mirror, straightened his white shirt, grabbed the police hat on the table, put it on his head, pressed the brim of the hat hard, and stepped out.

Ma Jun, who was waiting outside, immediately stood up straight and straightened his back.

"I received news that this batch of goods may be related to Huiyao Nightclub!"

Superintendent Zeng spoke quickly and scolded Ma Jun: "Furthermore, clues say that this drug hiding place is probably the source of our entire North District nightclub market."

"Ma Jun!"

He kept talking and yelled loudly: "Call all the guys under me and conduct a raid on the nightclubs in the North District. No clues can be missed."

"I don't care what kind of business these people do, who is behind them and what their background is. As long as there is something wrong, I will arrest them first and let them close down!"

Superintendent Zeng looked at the many police officers who were waiting below: "Putting the den at the gate of the police station under our noses is simply a naked humiliation to us!"

"Tonight, I will lead the team myself!"

"YES Sir!"

Ma Jun raised his hands and saluted loudly in response, and then immediately arranged for his men to gather people to prepare for a temporary large-scale raid tonight.

Ma Jun naturally heard it. Superintendent Zeng must have thought of something. Today's incident may have something to do with Wu Zhihui.

The North District has been occupied by Wu Zhihui for a long time. He said that he would sweep Wu Zhihui's territory no matter what.

Hard sweep!

In less than 10 minutes, all capable people in the entire police station were assembled. Everyone gathered together with high morale and set off quickly under the command of Superintendent Zeng.

It's rare to see Superintendent Zeng personally lead a team to do things. Each of these guys is extremely active and want to stand out in front of Superintendent Zeng and become familiar with them. It would be better if they can be appreciated by Superintendent Zeng. .

The soldiers were divided into three groups.

Superintendent Zeng personally led a group and went straight to the Huiyao Nightclub diagonally behind the police station. The lighter opened the way in front, and then stood on both sides to leave an unobstructed avenue.

Superintendent Zeng strode in.

Ma Jun followed him and looked at the hall where the lights were suddenly turned on and the people were complaining. He got angry and yelled loudly: "I'm going to check in. Everyone, please silence me and take out your ID cards!"

The table next to me.

A young Huang Mao sneered: "I just come for inspection as soon as possible. Why are you so airy?! Isn't it great to be on duty?"

Superintendent Zeng was furious. He was wearing a white shirt. The epaulettes stood on his shoulders, reflecting the metallic luster under the light. The red tassels on his shoulders were eye-catching. With his status here, this guy who jumped on the street was still barking like a dog? !

He clenched his teeth, gasped visibly in the masseter muscles on both sides of his cheeks, and glanced sideways at Ma Jun.

"Snapped!"

Ma Jun stretched out his hand and pulled Huang Mao up from his seat. He grabbed his collar and threw him directly on the booth: "If you refuse to cooperate when we send someone to inspect you, you have a big problem!"

He pinched Huang Mao's neck and glanced at the hall. The hall became quiet. Ma Jun yelled: "Check!" His voice was loud and clear.

But this glance didn't matter. He saw Wu Zhihui sitting in the middle booth. Wu Zhihui was looking at him sideways.

Superintendent Zeng also saw Wu Zhihui and narrowed his eyes.

This was his second time face to face with Wu Zhihui. He had seen his photos countless times and was deeply impressed by the young man in front of him.

The last time I saw him was when Superintendent Zeng came out to help with the flying dragon on the platform. At that time, he was trying to manipulate Ren Qingtian, and what he saw was Wu Zhihui, who was covered in blood with a slash.

I haven’t seen him for such a long time, and this one seems to have more momentum.

Suddenly.

Superintendent Zeng's eyes froze and he saw the person sitting next to Wu Zhihui. It was none other than Superintendent Xu.

"It's just a random inspection. It's as if the people here today are not law-abiding citizens!"

Superintendent Xu and Superintendent Zeng looked at each other, took out their IDs and placed them on the table: "When you are on duty, you must uphold the mentality of serving the citizens. You must not think that you can ride a bicycle just by wearing these clothes." On the citizens’ heads.”

After he said these words, he seemed to have just seen Superintendent Zeng, and he greeted him enthusiastically: "Wow, isn't this Sir Zeng? The dignified Superintendent actually led a team to inspect in person?!"

"Haha, it turns out to be Sir Xu."

Superintendent Zeng walked up with a smile on his face and said, "Why don't you stay up late at night and come to our North District to drink?"

"Isn't this a case that I solved recently? I brought my guys here to get together."

Superintendent Xu smiled faintly and stretched out his hand to signal: "I heard that the drinks in the nightclubs in the North District are affordable, so I brought them over. I happened to meet Wu Sheng from the security company. Let's sit down and have a drink together."

"Good evening, sir!"

Wu Zhihui stood up, straightened his back and stamped his feet, and saluted Superintendent Zeng in a decent manner: "Sir, it was late at night, and there was a fire in the cold storage next door. You didn't go to help put out the fire, but you were busy checking the nightclub. , the idea is quite unique.”

"Ha ha."

Superintendent Zeng sneered and stared at Wu Zhihui: "What is your role? Do you understand the rules of the police? I need you to give instructions, otherwise I will send you to do this?!"

"No, no, no, I definitely don't have the ability."

Wu Zhihui shook his head quickly and waved his hands reservedly: "I have no brains. How can I be an errand? I only have brute strength. If anyone messes with me, I will step back. If I step on him, he will jump on the street and do other things." Definitely not."

"But, I opened a security company, and all the people under me have brute strength. If you need help putting out a fire, they will definitely be good at it. I heard that there were a lot of valuable things in the cold storage that caught fire tonight."

He looked at Superintendent Zeng: "Do you need help from our citizens? It's free."

"Humph!"

Superintendent Zeng snorted coldly: "Then I won't bother you to worry about it." He tapped his finger on the table: "Wu Zhihui, right? I remember you, be careful!"

He looked at the guy over there who was still checking his identity, turned around and walked directly outside: "Since Sir Xu is here, there must be no problems, let's call it a day!"

turn around.

Superintendent Zeng walked out with a gloomy expression on his face, his right fist clenched tightly, and he was thinking so hard that he could squeeze out water.

If Wu Zhihui dares to appear here, it is a naked provocation to him!
Throwing the street!

Wu Zhihui finished the whole play.

(End of this chapter)