Hong Kong Police Force Chief

Kwong Chi-lap, former deputy commander of the O-Tribe of the police force, is now the main person in charge of the Operational Security Department of the National Security Department.

Mr. Dong hides his tracks in Hong Kong Island, so he will naturally not ignore the intelligence information of the senior police officers, especially the important figures in various departments of Tai Kwun.

He is a close confidant of the current Director of Operations of the police force, Li Wenbin, and a capable person valued by the most powerful boss of the current police force, Sir Quan.

Even Yang Zhilong is under his attention, let alone Kwong Chi-lap?

Not only the two of them, he basically knows all the management personnel of the Operation Group of the National Security Department.

This has nothing to do with the execution of confidentiality work, but the Operational Security Department is a sharp knife of the National Security Department to the outside world.

As long as you do something, it is impossible to leave no trace.

What's more, there is the Hong Kong Government Gazette.

All members of the police force above the level of superintendent can find a lot of useful information if they pay a little attention.

Sir Quan is the toughest hawkish boss in the police force, and his police officers are also a group of fierce generals.

Mr. Dong has heard of this statement a long time ago.

After all, he and the criminal organization behind him want to stir up trouble in Hong Kong Island.

Sir Quan and his brothers are a mountain they must face.

However, he had only heard about it in the past.

Until today, he really experienced the tough methods of the hawkish Zhou faction in the police force.

"Say what you want to say, say what I want to hear!"

Kwong Chi-lai slowly loosened his hand and threw the wet chicken in front of him back to the bed. His expression was calm and even indifferent.

As a veteran CID criminal policeman, Sir Kuang is well versed in the methods and means of interrogation.

The criminal in front of him is different from the ordinary targets they have faced in the past.

To put it bluntly, Kwong Chi-lai didn't know much about the wet chicken in front of him and the organization behind him.

It cannot be said that they know nothing, but the clues the police have are also very limited.

Kuang Zhili only knows that this mysterious organization specializes in intelligence crimes.

This organization began to secretly kidnap children many years ago, set up training camps to train agent killers, and even went so far as to plant spies in law enforcement departments around the world.

But these are only clues at the overall level. The police know nothing about the more specific details of the crime.

In this case, if he asks questions directly, there will always be omissions.

In this case, Kuang Zhili is ready to let the other party confess on his own initiative.

If he feels that there is a problem, he will continue to use means.

The police force's shady traditions come several times, and the other party can basically reveal all the details.

"I belong to a transnational intelligence organization. Our organization has no specific name. Everyone is referred to as the headquarters."

Mr. Dong panted heavily, and after half a minute, he slowly opened his mouth in a hoarse voice to explain the situation.

"I am the person in charge of the organization, and there are other bosses behind the scenes."

"I am not very clear about their specific identities."

"The only thing I know is that some bosses are members of the Elders of the Ether Society."

"We have established child soldier training camps in Southeast Asia, Europe, America, Africa and other places to train professional agents and killers."

Kuang Zhili folded his arms and stared at the wet chicken in front of him quietly.

When he heard the other party's voice stop, and there was still no other follow-up after a few seconds, the coldness on his face became more obvious.

"Aqiu, continue!"

Kuang Zhili retreated slightly and ordered Gao Qiu to continue the work just now.

This wet chicken obviously didn't cry until he saw the coffin. Even though he had confessed some content, he retained very critical information.

For example, those trained agents and killers, their current specific list, and where they work, etc.

Or their headquarters, where the data is stored, etc.

Since the other party is the manager of this transnational intelligence crime organization, it is impossible for him to know nothing.

But the other party did not reveal any of these core and important intelligence.

Since the other party was not decent, Kuang Zhili would naturally not show mercy.

Never give any discount to the orders of their superiors, which has always been the first quality of the National Security Department personnel.

Gao Qiu did not even blink his eyes. He cooperated with Yang Zhilong and Chen Zhijie to make Mr. Dong feel suffocated three times again.

"I said... I said..."

While Gao Qiu was preparing to change the water, Mr. Dong, whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, finally had the opportunity to relax and soften.

"Pause first!"

Kuang Zhili raised his hand again and stopped Gao Qiu's action.

Then, he crossed his arms and looked coldly at the more embarrassed drowned chicken in front of him.

"You only have one last chance!"

"You should also know that this is not a police station!"

"The rest, I don't need to explain too much!"

Mr. Dong had just been blindfolded and silenced, but his ears were not blocked by the brothers of G4.

The secret safe house of the National Security Department of the Hong Kong Police Force, how could he not know what it means?

To put it bluntly, even if he died in here, no one else would know about it.

Although the Hong Kong Police Force is an upright law enforcement agency, as a criminal who hides in the dark, he knows the dark side of the world best.

Based on the ruthless methods of the senior police officers of the National Security Department in the room, he dared not have any idea of ​​gambling with his life in his heart.

"Even a cunning rabbit has three burrows, let alone us?"

After taking a series of quick breaths to calm down the suffocation, Mr. Dong said with a bit of self-mockery: "I am also Chinese, and I know this truth."

"The organization has headquarters in Malaysia, Spain, the Netherlands and other places."

"But only the financial company in Golden Plaza in Mong Kok, Hong Kong Island is our real headquarters."

"The central computer in it stores most of the information files in the organization."

"Over the years, the killers and agents we have trained have been scattered all over the world."

"Some people work for those professional killer organizations, and some people have been infiltrated into the law enforcement departments of various countries."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and a cunning look appeared in the depths of his eyes.

"Jing Jinxian of your National Security Department is one of the ace agents of our organization. I trained him since he was a child."

Although he chose to confess those core secrets, it did not affect his idea of ​​​​ready to laugh at the jokes of these policemen in front of him.