Hong Kong Films: Beginning with Winning the Commander

"It's even more self-organized mercenaries who have committed crimes all over the world, but these murderers are really cunning, and they have failed to leave clues after committing crimes several times."

"And the undercover police officers we penetrated into them have confirmed their sacrifice three months ago and failed to pass on effective information."

"Until now, our understanding of the situation of these gangsters is still very limited, and we don't even know their appearance."

After finishing the known situation, the hearts of the police officers present were heavy, because they knew what they were about to face.

"This special action team will be led by two senior police superintendents, Zhang Wenyao and Luo Peiquan!"

At this moment, the director Chen Wenqiang suddenly stood up, looked around at the crowd, and said, "As for Superintendent Mo Weiwei, you are responsible for coordinating in the center, and strive to solve the case as soon as possible."

"Yes, Director!"

The three who heard the order stood up at the same time and answered loudly in their mouths.

All arrangements were completed, and this meeting within the police station also ended.

Zhang Wenyao and Luo Peiquan walked out of the police station, followed by Mo Weiwei.

When he came to the parking lot, Luo Peiquan looked at Zhang Wenyao's luxury car and sighed, "I made a lot of money from stock speculation recently, right?"

"Of course!"

Talking about this, Zhang Wenyao showed a smug look on his face and said, "I told you to buy it from me, but if you don't buy it, I can only make a fortune by myself."

"Drive a luxury car, live in a villa, be careful people from the ICAC talk to you!"

Luo Peiquan revealed envy in his eyes, but still laughed and teased.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhang Wenyao seemed a little flustered, but he quickly adjusted and said with a smile: "Be careful I sue you for slandering the senior police superintendent, it's a big crime."

"I'm also a senior police superintendent, what are you afraid of?"

Luo Peiquan also responded with a smile, and then pointed to the scrap car in the parking lot and said, "You are so affectionate, you still have this rotten car, don't you lose it?"

Hearing this, Zhang Wenyao's body was tense, but he still pretended to be relaxed and said: "It's been a long time since it was opened, it's already broken, and I don't have time to deal with it recently, so let's put it here first!"

"Superintendent Zhang, why don't I help you deal with it, I'm the best at dealing with this kind of scrap car!"

At this moment, Mo Weizhen, who was following behind, suddenly stepped forward and said as if to show his merit.

"No, I can handle it myself!"

Zhang Wenyao's expression didn't change, but he reached out and patted his shoulder, and said, "We still have a case to deal with, how can we take care of such trivial matters?"

"It's ok!"

Mo Weijian stepped forward to the car and said with a smile, "Anyway, I'm also going to help the two officers. The task is not heavy, and there is still time to deal with one car!"

After saying this, Mo Weijian put his hand on the front cover of the car and said, "This kind of scrap car, just ask someone to tow it away and throw it in the junkyard."

"But before that, if you remove all the engines and line pipes and sell them to a repair shop, you can earn at least tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars."

"Although Superintendent Zhang is not short of this money, we don't mind taking this money to reward his subordinates."

When he made his last remarks, Mo Weizun had already clasped the car with both hands and pulled it upwards, trying to open the front cover.

"Don't move!"

Seeing this situation, Zhang Wenyao's expression suddenly changed greatly, and he was about to rush forward to stop it.

Just as he moved his steps, he was stopped by Luo Peiquan behind him: "Superintendent Mo is also kind, so let him sell his energy for you. Then you can invite him to drink for entertainment."

At the time of pulling, Mo Weixian had already opened the front cover of the car, looked at the ten neatly placed bags inside, and said somewhat surprised: "Superintendent Zhang, your engine should not have been stolen. Bar?"

"Whoever dares to steal the car engine of the senior police officer is a big crime!"

Luo Peiquan didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, so he was joking and went forward to check.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Wenyao stretched out his hand and grabbed Luo Peiquan who was about to come forward, and forced himself to explain: "This is my personal belongings, there is nothing to see."

"Superintendent Luo, Superintendent Zhang, these ten bags are all US-Gold!"

But at this moment, Mo Weixian, who was in front of the car, took out the opened bag with all his strength, and turned around and shouted.

"US-gold?"

Luo Peiquan's reaction was also very fast. He took out the pistol at his waist and asked Zhang Wenyao, "Superintendent Zhang, you found a lot of dollars in your car, how do you explain it?"

"I...I don't know either!"

Zhang Wenyao didn't expect that Meijin, who had been safe and sound for two consecutive months, would be discovered on this occasion.

But after he came back to his senses, he stepped forward and explained innocently: "It must be the group of gangsters from two months ago who deliberately put money here to frame things..."

While speaking, Zhang Wenyao also came to the front. Seeing Luo Peiquan's muzzle falling, he quickly took out the pistol at his waist and lifted it up, and was about to fire directly.

"boom!"

Unfortunately, before he could fire, another shot was heard.

Zhang Wenyao's right hand holding the gun was beaten with blood, and the gun couldn't help slipping from his hand.

At this time, Mo Weiping was holding a pistol, aiming at Zhang Wenyao's head, and said, "Superintendent Zhang, you have a large amount of property that cannot be explained, and you intend to attack the senior superintendent with a gun."

"It is now suspected that you have a significant connection to the cash-transport robbery two months ago."

"So I regret to inform you now, Zhang Wenyao, that you have been arrested!".

Chapter 84

Luo Peiquan, who was standing next to him, looked at Zhang Wenyao, who had been handcuffed, with a painful expression on his face.

Who would have thought?

Zhang Wenyao, who had been chatting and laughing with him just now, turned out to be the mastermind behind the Central Money Transporter Robbery.

Fortunately, he also made up reasons for himself to make a fortune by speculating in stocks to cover up his huge expenses.

"why are you?"

Luo Peiquan stepped forward, his eyes fixed on Zhang Wenyao, and he asked indifferently, "Did you know that in the case in Central, seventeen people died in the police station."

"Because of your greed, you have killed so many brothers. When you take this money to enjoy yourself, do you really feel bad about your conscience?"

"No, I don't want to either!"

Regardless of the injury on his hand, Zhang Wenyao suddenly clenched his fists and said a little frantically: "I just want to make a fortune, I never thought about killing my brother."

"And I just let them rob. I didn't expect this group of gangsters to make such a big noise. Now I regret it too."

Speaking of which, Zhang Wenyao seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and said anxiously: "Superintendent Luo, Superintendent Mo, since the incident has already happened, why don't we just wipe it out with chalk."

"Anyway, no one else has seen it here. Why don't you let me go, and the money will be divided equally among the three of us."

"More than [-] million US dollars per person is enough for us to eat for a lifetime. No, we can't finish it in the next life. What do you think?"

Mo Weizun's expression remained unchanged, and he still maintained the action of escorting him. At the same time, he said, "Add another day of charges, intending to bribe the police officers who enforce the law, in order to exonerate himself."

After saying this, Mo Weiwei turned his head and said to Luo Peiquan, who was standing next to him: "Superintendent Luo, when I return to the police station to record a statement, I hope you can prove it for me."

"I wounded his hand because he intended to attack a police officer who was enforcing the law and had to shoot."

"No problem at all!"

Luo Peiquan also stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "If you hadn't shot in time just now, I'm afraid I would have been held hostage by him. I owe you a favor this time."

At the same time as the two spoke, they also escorted Zhang Wenyao, who was full of despair, and walked towards the police station that was close at hand.

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Central and Western District.

In the office on the top floor of the Zhongxinyi headquarters.

Zhong Xuan was sitting behind his desk, flipping through the accounts and statements handed in yesterday.

Before the legitimate business of Zhongxinyi was completely changed to his name, Zhong Xuan had to review it every day, so as not to make mistakes.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside, and when I looked up, I saw a company employee walk in and said respectfully, "Mr. Zhong, there is a man who claims to be bold outside, saying he wants to see you, you Look……"

"Let him come up!"

Zhong Xuan put down the document in his hand and instructed the man lightly.

"Yes!"

The clerk nodded, took a few steps back, came to the door, turned around and closed the door before leaving the office.

After a while, I saw Bold wearing a jacket and shirt and walked in from outside.

Coming to the desk, he said boldly and politely, "Mr. Zhong, I still want to talk to you about the thing you mentioned last time."

The bombing two years ago was his eternal heart disease. After so long, he couldn't get out of that shadow.

Since half a month ago, Zhong Xuan was in Longwei's villa, talking like a small talk, and it brought back memories in his heart.

And he had a feeling that Zhong Xuan must know the details of the bombing.

That's why he left Longwei and chose to come here.

"Oh?"

Zhong Xuan lit a cigarette for himself, and asked with a smile on his face: "The last time should have been talked about. I wonder what else you want to talk to me about?"

"Of course there is!"

Boldly gritted his teeth, took two steps forward again, and said sincerely: "I want to know about the person who set the bomb, so I came here to ask you for advice."

"You mean the doctor?"

Zhong Xuan waved his hand, motioning him to sit down, and then asked with a smile.

"doctor?"

Hearing this code name, he just sat down boldly, suddenly stood up again, and said in surprise: "Do you really know the situation of that person?"

Zhong Xuan nodded and responded directly: "Of course I know, it's not a secret."

"Can you tell me specifically?"

Bold's face was solemn, and he said respectfully: "This matter is very important to me, I hope you can understand."