Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

"Oh? Things are done?" Zhuang Shikai's eyes lit up, feeling that the speed is surprisingly fast, and his subordinates are becoming more and more resolute in doing things.

"Yes, and Byron has already vomited it." Cai Yuanqi said frankly: "He and Henry are classmates, but they didn't bribe Henry, but the two would meet regularly, and there was a customs supervisor at a dinner party. The Commissioner of the Independent Commission Against Corruption and the ghost Byron are all here..."

"Henry only lightly talked about the relationship between the two with Customs Supervisor Hans. Byron, the ghost guy, seized the opportunity to get on the customs supervision line. 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 the cap with a cigar cutter.

"Fuck." The eggplant fell on the table.

He smiled softly: "Haha, sure enough, this is a businessman! Try to manage the relationship, drill the gap of profit, make money from the black heart, one word! Only profit is a plan!"

He twirled the cigar, playing with him: "I'm afraid that even Henry didn't know what he said at the beginning, and planted himself a terrible bane!"

Zhuang Shikai threw a cigar in his hand.

"Henry really didn't know that Byron and Hans had an interest, and it was through his line. It was a risk. We finally caught evidence of him."

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

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

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

Master Zhuang put the cigar into his mouth.

"Pattern." He stepped forward and threw off the lighter, wiping out the flame.

"Huh..." Lord Zhuang took a deep breath and exhaled a thick mist.

In this incident, whether it was Hans, Byron, or both of them were small characters of the waste material type. One let go too fast, the other opened too fast, and there was no courage to face desperate things.

Perhaps Hans, as a "customs supervisor", can still think about relying on the customs chief to get his head ahead, or the ICAC commissioner platform.

But "Byron", as a smuggling businessman with black material on his back, hehe, he said so quickly, either the police force was too hard, or he was too embarrassed, in short, he was scared!

However, this can be regarded as a kind of genius.

At least it can save a bit of suffering.

Although there was some resistance in the whole incident, the overall situation has been smooth so far.

Zhuang Shikai has regained the initiative!

Next, I want to play and how to play, and I will devastate ICAC to death in minutes. However, Lord Zhuang’s current goal is not to kill Henry, but to bring the Chinese’s own ICAC commissioner to power! There is still a set of operations needed in the middle, and Henry will certainly not be reconciled, he must be careful about Henry's counterattack!

Of course, the interest chain between customs supervision and the ghost Byron is essentially related to Henry. Even if Henry didn't accept bribes, but they were related to each other, it would be tantamount to holding Henry's life, no matter how Henry jumped, the owner would be able to fight a lore! You know, the special nature of the post of Commissioner of the Independent Commission Against Corruption cannot tolerate any grit!

The transfer of this chain of interests to other department chiefs may be a temporary suspension of investigations and the influence of public opinion, which will not be fatal to official careers.

But it is very deadly to the Commissioner of the Independent Commission Against Corruption!

"Let Byron use the smuggling company account to pay Henry's family a sum of money." Zhuang Shikai narrowed his eyes, exhaled, and said slowly: "Even if you pour dirty water, you should pour it thicker."

"Yes, sir!" Cai Yuanqi answered in a solemn voice, feeling strange.

"By the way, Paul Byron is not a small customs supervisor. How did Yuan Haoyun **** the man back? When was he so powerful!" Zhuang Shikai suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and asked with a chuckle.

"He shot!" Cai Yuanqi looked stunned, silent for a while, organized words, and preached cautiously: "I asked Yuan Haoyun to quote the highest law enforcement power regulations and go directly to the customs to **** people. The customs supervision is naturally not letting people go! Yuan Hao Yunguo broke two shots and led someone out!"

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

"A shot to the ceiling, a shot to a hat, no one hurt!" Cai Yuanqi preached calmly.

Zhuang Shikai's pupils were slightly enlarged, showing a look of interest, and said with a light smile: "Yuan Sir, heh, I really admire him more and more."

"This time the regulations are used well! Why don't you have the regulations! Lao Tzu made changes to the regulations just for today?"

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

"Pop!" Cai Yuanqi stood at attention, raised her arm, and made a salute, but she did not speak aloud, paying respect to the chief in a silent way.

"Customs officer? Let me hold it!" At this moment, Zhuang Shikai was trying to figure out his chin with his palm, his eyes staring, and his attitude determined.

...

"Swipe it!"

Central.

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

Red lights at several intersections.

Passed through again and again!

The Commissioner of Customs is sitting in the back row of an official car in the middle...

"Do you want to play so big?" His face was serious, his expression was dignified, he was holding a police cap in his hand, and muttering to himself with a sullen face.

I saw a small black hole on the edge of the police cap in his hand, the irregular cloth at the small hole, stained with gunpowder, and burnt marks. Obviously, this is a hole made by a bullet.

He keenly smelled a burst of gunpowder, and knew that the second "police-corruption conflict" might break out, but he did not expect that the fire of the "police-corruption conflict" would burn to the customs...the police, the ICAC, and the customs should stop again. Where?

Admiralty.

Murray Road.

ICAC Building.

"Sir Chen, the tea restaurant sent a dozen bags of afternoon tea for more than two hundred people."

"What? You asked! So generous today!"

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

A receptionist raised her head and laughed.

Chen Jingci's expression was stunned, and he lifted his eyes and scanned the mountain of plastic bags on the table, stacking portions, all of them afternoon tea from the tea restaurant.

Sir Zhuang asked them to come back for afternoon tea, and he really ordered them! dry! And it is calculated based on the total number of people going out, it will only be more, not less!

Chen Jingci bowed his head and gestured to the front desk without saying a word. The lady at the front desk noticed something wrong, closed her mouth, and immediately moved away.

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

...

"Sir Zhuang, the customs people are here." Two minutes later, Yazi opened the glass door, with light makeup on her face, and whispered.

Zhuang Shikai looked up. Today she was wearing hip-length shorts, a small vest with a ditch, and a tattered denim jacket on the outside, ah, very trendy.

Zhuang Ye retracted his gaze, turned to Cai Yuanqi, holding a cigar, and smiling: "As soon as we talked about customs, the customs people came to the door."

"Will you take the lead?"

It's not a good person.

Master Zhuang can be too lazy to come out.

"The Commissioner of Customs, there are also two operational inspectors, and twelve cadres, all with weapons." Yazi is like a few treasures.

Obviously, the people downstairs did an investigation.

After all, the commissioner of customs took the soldiers at the door and wanted to find fault at first glance. How could it be easy to release people?

"Invite them to come up!"

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

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

There was a sound of footsteps in the doorway. Zhuo Jingquan was wearing a suit, armed with weapons, and well-trained security police officers arrived outside the door, spreading directly along the two sides of the corridor, completely one post in three steps. With five steps and one sentry, the entire corridor on the twelfth floor was covered in an instant, and the scene was very serious!

Zhuang Shikai moved his ears, glanced sideways outside the door, waved his hand to Cai Yuanqi and smiled: "Aqi, make tea."

"Okay." Cai Yuanqi nodded, walked to the coffee table slyly, opened the cabinet, and found the tea...

Although Zhuang Shikai felt that Zhuo Jingquan's reaction was too great, but thinking about it carefully, it would be easier to talk about things with a pomp and prestige.

He wasn't surprised that the people from the Customs Department shot. There were just a dozen big cats and kittens, not enough to warm up with his guns.

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

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

The customs chief "Bart" paused for a while, as if he was a little surprised, and then he continued to take his steps forward.

The customs officers also acted very cooperatively. The inspectors and cadres unloaded their guns and waited outside the door. The customs chief 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 greeted him warmly: "Sit down and drink tea."

"Okay." Bart responded with a chuckle, his attitude was not at all like Xingshi's questioning, more like a visitor.

And Lord Zhuang just wants to turn Xingshi's questioning into a visitor!

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

Bart wore a suit but a police cap. It was obvious what the purpose was.

"Ah~www.readwn.com~ drink tea." Cai Yuanqi bent down and enthusiastically offered a cup of tea.

"Thankyou." Bart took the teacup, smiling.

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: "Bart Sir, what do you do with a hat?"

"Important!" Bart lowered his face, and said firmly: "I want to take away the person who opened the gun!!!"

He knew that Zhuang Shikai couldn't let go of the "Byron" he took back. It would be meaningless to ask for "Byron". Taking Yuan Haoyun away would even save the customs' face.

The bottom meaning is, people give it to you, but the guy who took the lead in grabbing it, bring it back to me! Your goal has been achieved, I have saved face, and I will not be held accountable for other things, and be friends with kindness.

"Hahaha..." Zhuang Shikai suddenly laughed and got up, walked out of the tea table, and at the same time leaned over and patted the customs chief's shoulder: "Byron, come with me."

He took Byron to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, put his arms around Byron's shoulders, raised his fingers to the buildings outside, and laughed wantonly: "What do you see?"

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