Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

Lai Luo Mansion.

Lai Luo tilted his head, clipped the microphone to his neck, recorded something with a pen and paper in his hand, and chatted with the real estate agent on the other side of the phone from time to time.

In the living room, aside from Bai Yuechang with a big belly, sitting on the sofa is her father, Bai Fanyu, who is also Lai Luo's father-in-law.

At this moment, Bai Fanyu, who used to be all-powerful, was holding a tea bowl in his hand, but his attention was on Lai Luo, who was answering the phone. The old man stretched his neck and wanted to get close to Lai Luo and listen to the real estate agent on the other side of the telephone receiver. what.

"okay, I get it."

Across the phone line, Lai Luo still nodded slightly, responded to the real estate agent on the other side of the receiver, then hesitated for a while, and added calmly: "You help me sell all the properties located in the Yau Ma Tei area, and make less money. It doesn't matter a little bit! I promise, your commission will not be less! Also, when you sell it, be sure to keep it confidential, especially if you can't be traced by the ICAC! When the other party pays, you'd better advise him Using overseas accounts, the ICAC has not been able to track down such accounts for the time being!"

On the other side of the phone, the real estate agent said firmly: "Don't worry, Mr. Lei! Most of the clients I've found have backgrounds, not to mention overseas accounts, even cash transactions are feasible! Of course, cash transactions may be possible. If you want to pay less, the real estate of 300,000 can be sold for 220,000 at most!"

When Laylo heard this, he hesitated and said, "Just make up your mind for me on this kind of thing! Seventy-eight thousand, I haven't paid attention to Laylo yet."

"Received! Mr. Lei!"

Lai Luo warned the other party a few more words, then hung up the phone, and then stood alone in front of the telephone table for a few seconds before turning around to look at Bai Yuechang and Bai Fanyu who were sitting on the sofa.

Seeing him closing the line, Bai Fanyu couldn't wait to ask: "What's the matter, all of them have to be sold at a loss? Don't lie to me, I heard clearly just now, and you are going to an overseas account, and you are dealing with a big loss, and you still talk about 78,000 yuan. Don't take it seriously----You don't take it seriously, but I take it seriously! Your wife has a big belly, and there will be more places where you need money in the future, but you are here as a tycoon! I'll give you a lung. !"

Lai Luo smiled wryly and explained: "A Jian has already informed me many times, the ICAC can't find my handle for the time being, if I don't take the opportunity to get rid of these assets, I will be investigated by the ICAC in the future, don't say a cent. If I can’t get the money, maybe Yue Chang will send me a prison meal with a big belly!”

Bai Yuechang also helped Lei Luo: "Yeah, Abba! A Luo is already very embarrassed, and he doesn't want to give up so much real estate! Now the economic situation in Hong Kong is very good, everyone knows that the price of real estate will get higher and higher in the future, and it is sold now. It’s not worth it to drop it! But for us, these things are external things, and they are still hot potatoes. The sooner we throw them, the better!”

Bai Fanyu snorted angrily, put the tea bowl on the coffee table, and the tea splashed out, "You husband and wife breathe out of one nostril, I can't tell you!"

Lai Luo shook his head, ignoring this increasingly childish father-in-law, holding the sheets of paper full of writing in his hand, and greeted the secretary outside the house in a high-pitched voice: "Anan."

The hidden door of the guest room opened from the outside, and he followed Laiduo's confidant, Anan, in from the plainclothes.

Lai Luo used to rely on Lard Boy for help with finances, but now that Lard Cub had an accident and was recuperating in the hospital, Lai Luo had no choice but to ask Anan to deal with some financial problems.

Compared to the slick philistine of Lard Boy, in terms of appearance, Anan's appearance is more professional. He wears gold-rimmed glasses, a suit and leather shoes, and a pen is inserted into his chest. Like the lobby manager of a bank.

However, when it comes to the business level in terms of finance, Anan is more professional than Lard Boy, but he is not as well-connected as Lard Boy, and he can eat it on any occasion.

"Anan, I know you've been very tired recently, but there's nothing you can do. You have to run again." Lai Luo handed the note to Anandao, "These are some of my bank accounts. All the money goes to the Swiss bank!"

"I got it, Brother Luo!" Anan took the note and bowed slightly to Lai Luo before exiting to do business.

When Anan went out, Bai Yuechang reached out and stroked her big belly, put her eyes on Lei Luo again, and asked softly, "How much money do we still have on our books?"

Bai Fanyu picked up the tea bowl beside him, curled his lips and said, "You don't need to guess, you know that your husband is notoriously stubborn. When I was killed, I couldn't even get 10 million out of it... Hey, forget it, I originally I also want to live with you, and let you give me old age in the future, but it looks like you are too busy to take care of yourself, so I should take care of myself!"

Before Bai Fanyu finished speaking, Lei Luo said lightly, "There are still about 300 million!"

Lei Luo's words were clear and light, but when Bai Yuechang and Bai Fanyu, the father and daughter, fell into the ears, it was like a blast of thunder, especially Bai Fanyu's hand shook, and he almost didn't hold the tea bowl in his hand, staring wide. Eye: "What did you say? Three hundred million?"

Lei Luo looked at his surprised father-in-law, rubbed his brows, and sat down on the sofa beside his wife, "Why, is 300 million a lot?"

Bai Fanyu smacked his lips and said in a sullen tone, "No wonder the ICAC wants to investigate you! A small detective, but he has 300 million in cash on his books. Who do you want to investigate if you don't?"

Lai Luo pouted: "I'm not a little detective now, I'm a superintendent! Very powerful!"

Bai Yuechang was afraid that the two would fight again, so she hurriedly said, "Dad, do you want to live with us now? Let A Luo help you in your retirement?"

"Of course I do!" Bai Fanyu said righteously, "There are 300 million sons-in-law who don't want to take refuge, so I'll take refuge in the other side? If I don't follow you for the old age, it's like a thunderbolt!"

When Bai Yuechang heard this, she held Lei Luo's hand under the coffee table and said with a smile, "Alo, what about you? My father will give you the rest of his life!"

Lei Luo clenched his wife's hand, and wanted to make a promise to his father-in-law. At this moment, Chen Xijiu rushed in in a hurry: "It's not good, Brother Luo! Something big happened!"

Immediately afterwards, Chen Xijiu told the story of how stupid Qiang shot in the street and exploded the ghost soldier's head!

"What?" Laiduo turned pale in shock and jumped up from the sofa. In a panic, his knees accidentally touched the table in front of him, knocking the cups and plates on the table into a mess.

"I heard that Colonel Philip has sent troops to the Wanchai Police Station to rob people, what should we do?" Chen Xijiu asked panting.

Lai Luo's face was gloomy, and his eyes flickered: "Silly Qiang is A Jian's best friend, and Papaya is A Jian's nanny. The boss should help him no matter what!"

"How to help?"

"Go, call the Flying Tigers to grab someone!"

……

Wan Chai Police Station.

It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and the entire police station was brightly lit.

Inside the Director's Office.

At this moment, Smith, who was the director, was so anxious that he kept taking out his handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

Speaking of the ghost guy Smith, he has a rough career. Originally, he could rely on his identity as a ghost guy to get a higher position. From this position of director, he was promoted to chief inspector, superintendent, and then to chief superintendent——

But he never imagined that this year's Chinese police would be so strong, it would be fine if one Chen Zhichao came out, there was also one Lai Luo, one Lai Luo, and Yan Xiong, Lan Gang, Han Sen, and now New Territories. Chief Inspector Chen Xijiu! In short, the elites came out in large numbers, so that he, the ghost, was about to rot in the position of the police chief!

If it’s just a rough career, Smith can endure it. After all, Hong Kong’s social environment is “very good”, especially when it comes to money. He can also make a lot of money sitting on the director’s throne. ! I receive a lot of offerings every month, but I never expected that the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) was established, and they were directly attacked by the leaders of the police station! Now even the Chief Superintendent Ge Bai has voluntarily resigned, escaping to the UK under the pretext of recovering from illness, which has made him tremble during this period of time, and he has nightmares at night when he is invited to drink coffee by the ICAC.

"Damn it!" Smith lamented.

But the worst is still behind!

Today, a murder happened in the Wanchai area under his jurisdiction!

Chinese Inspector Ding Yongqiang shot and killed a British soldier, and he shot him in the head in front of everyone!

"Oh, God!" Smith was about to faint!

He never dreamed that such a thing would happen in his own jurisdiction!

Who is Ding Yongqiang?

If it's just an ordinary Inspector Hua, that's all!

He Smith can directly rectify him on the spot to show the police power of the British Empire!

Ding Yongqiang has someone behind him! The big guy behind him is Shi Zhijian, a member of the Legislative Council, and he is also a prospective baron of the British Empire!

This is not to mention, it is said that the reason why Ding Yongqiang shot this time was to protect a maid in the Shi family, and that **** British soldier dared to molest him on the street!

Isn't this courting death?

Even the maid of the baron's house, you dare to do it?

Logically speaking, when things happened to this level, Director Smith could uphold justice and cleanse the Shi family from shame. After all, that British soldier should be damned! Just insert a self-defense murder for Ding Yongqiang!

Unexpectedly, the backstage of that **** British soldier is also very hard! His brother-in-law turned out to be Colonel Philip of the British Army in Hong Kong, the famous "King of Murderers" in the army!

"God! Neither side can offend, what should I do?"

Smith is going crazy!

He slumped on the chair behind the desk, closed his eyes, and rubbed his temples vigorously.

"Mr. Director, all the parties' confessions have been asked! I checked it, and Ding Yongqiang and the little nanny have the same confessions!" A subordinate stepped forward and said cautiously.

Smith opened his eyes: "The confession must be kept well, as for the suspect, he must also be served well, coffee, cigarettes, whatever he needs."

"Eh? Obey!" The subordinate understood, nodded slightly to agree with the director's thoughts, paused for a moment, and then looked at Smith, whose face was still sad, "Then what are we going to do next?"

"How to do it? Of course it's by chance! God, didn't you see the whole police station noisy? If I guess right, there will be a big earthquake here later!"

Before Smith could finish speaking, he heard a commotion outside, mixed with the pace of military drills and the sound of armored vehicles.

"God, the big earthquake has already started." The subordinate said busy looking out the window.

Hearing this, Smith jumped up from his seat and hurriedly went to the window to check, but saw a green military jeep leading the way, with a big-nosed ghost in military uniform sitting in the car with a reckless attitude. .

Behind the jeep are three trucks full of troops of the British Empire, and behind the truck are two armored vehicles with heavy machine guns!

Rumbling crushed the ground, making a shocking sound!

"It's Philip the Murderer!" Smith exclaimed.

In this era, the Hong Kong Royal Police is still much weaker than the British Empire's Hong Kong Garrison. Often, when something happens to the British soldiers, the Hong Kong Royal Police has no right to manage it, and to be precise, dare not control it! It's all up to the military to decide!

"Mr. Director, this shows that we didn't take our police station seriously and wanted to come and rob people. What should we do?"

"What should I do? I guessed it, but I didn't expect them to be so fast!" Smith was stunned for a moment, then he breathed in cold air and said, "If there is no foreign aid, this time we will die!"

The subordinates of course understand what Smith means.

Just relying on their police station, they wouldn't dare to fight against Philip and the others! Then the worst result is to watch the suspect being taken away by Philip's people, and then the police station will lose face! In the future, even the back spine will not be straight!

Just when Smith was worried, accompanied by the roar of armored vehicles outside, there was another rapid siren!

"What happened again?" Smith hurriedly looked around!

The subordinates also stick out their heads!

The entire police station was instantly illuminated by searchlights, and I saw a large wave of police officers gathered from all directions of the police station!

"This is—" Smith looked at the incredible scene in front of him, feeling his throat a little dry.

Before the subordinate could speak, with a bang, the door of the office was pushed open, and only one person barged in and said, "Hello, Director Smith, I'm Ren Darong, the head of the O team! Follow the orders of Chief Superintendent Chen Zhichao. support!"

……

"Damn, are these police officers going to go against me?"

Outside the police station, in the green jeep, Colonel Philip jumped out of the car while biting a cigar. The adjutant and others also got out of the car and protected him in the middle!

At the same time, the soldiers on the three trucks also jumped out of the trucks. About 150 people, armed with guns and bullets, formed an array and aimed at the Wan Chai Police Station!

Finally, after the two armored vehicles were padded, the machine guns were mounted, and the muzzles were also aimed at the police station building.

According to Chen Zhichao's order, Ren Darong supported almost 300 policemen from the New Territories, Hong Kong Island and Kowloon, who had an advantage in terms of numbers, but they were confronted by the British Empire's regular soldiers who fought against ten, not to mention armored vehicles.

Since then, it seems that the police are "little and weak"!

Philip took a sharp sip of his cigar, exhaled thick smoke, and squinted as if he was looking at the "fortress" that was about to be breached in front of him.

The adjutant next to him said, "Lord Colonel, as long as you issue an order, we can attack!"

"No!" Philip waved his hand and said, "Don't you see that there are so many multimedia reporters outside? If we take the lead, we will give the other party a pretext, and then it will be difficult to pass it to the military!"

"Then we—"

"Of course I'm going deep into the tiger's den!" Philip gave a wicked smile, "I want to go in and see, what kind of guy is that guy who dared to blow up my brother-in-law with one shot!"

The adjutant's eyes flickered, "Understood!" Immediately, he waved his hand backwards: "Come here and accompany the Colonel to the police station!"

……

"They're here, what should I do?" The police officer who was waiting at the gate of the police station to confront the army saw that Philip and his three subordinates came swaggeringly toward them, and he couldn't help sweating from his forehead.

"Would you like to shoot? Would you like to stop it? Or—"

Before the police officer could finish thinking, Philip was biting a cigar, and a military uniform appeared in front of him.

Strong pressure is coming!

Philip's gray eyes, cold eyes, make people fall into the abyss!

"Huh?" The police officer was taken aback.

Philip didn't even look at him, he just passed him by!

The police officer was stunned and did not respond at all.

The other police officers were even more unbearable. Not only did they dare not look at Philip, but they also took the initiative to give up the corridor!

It wasn't until Philip brought someone into the police station building that the police officer breathed a sigh of relief and said in his heart, "Damn it, I've done my best!"

When Ren Darong, Smith and others were discussing countermeasures in the director's office, Colonel Philip broke into the police station building in a military uniform. His riding boots stepped on the ground, making a crisp sound, and the police officers were dodging wherever they went. Like a vicious great white shark entering the trash fish area!

Snapped!

The office door was kicked open!

Colonel Philip was biting a cigar, wearing a beret diagonally, and appeared in front of everyone in a military uniform~www.readwn.com~ In an instant, the entire noisy office fell silent!

Ren Darong, Director Smith and others looked at Philip together.

"I heard that the murderer of my brother-in-law Bill is detained here." Philip walked towards Director Smith with his hands behind his back, biting his cigar.

Seeing him coming, Smith couldn't help getting up from his seat, took a step back, and almost hit the chair behind him.

"That's it, that—"

Before Smith could finish his words, Philip spit out smoke at him with a cigar in his face, and said in a commanding tone, "Give him to me!"

"This, is it against the rules?"

"Rules?" Philip laughed, his sinister eyes pierced into Smith's eyes fiercely, extremely sharp, "What if I said this is the rules?!" on the table in front of you!

In an instant, the entire office was silent again!

"My relatives are dead, and the murderer is at your police station! Now, according to my rules, take people away and deal with them by military law—you don't object, right?" Philip turned his gaze from Smith recklessly to the others.

No one in the office dared to look at him, let alone speak.

Just when Philip thought he was in control of the overall situation and deterred everyone, a voice said, "I'm sorry, I object!"

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