The Infernal Affairs of Hong Kong

Chapter 403 Killing the Police Reappears (Please Subscribe and Ask for a Monthly Pass)

At two o'clock in the morning, the large truck crashed into the scene.

Zhou Yu hasn't moved much since he was engaged in hairdressing, just watching the audience from the side of the car.

If you don't work, you can't hinder others from working.

People from NB are responsible for inspections, and people from Wang Dong are responsible for vigilance. As for him, the chief inspector, he will be fine after dismissing a few dog-nosed reporters.

"Sir Zhou, is it almost finished?" Wang Dong walked up to Zhou Yu and asked.

"Yeah." Zhou Yu looked at the crowd in front of him and nodded. The picture now is much freer than before.

Since this mission, the Flying Tigers haven't had a good night's sleep and are on standby at the police station 24 hours a day.

In fact, the task of the Flying Tigers is to fight, and it is not their duty to stand guard. It's just that there were few people just now, so Zhou Yu asked them to stand guard for a while.

Now that the task is completed and someone has taken over, Wang Dong is ready to come to his place to clock in and get off work.

"After connecting with the people in Mong Kok District, you all go back." He had no reason to disagree.

Wang Dong put his hips on his hips and relaxed: "The docking is over, why don't you go?"

"I want to have a drink later, do you want to come together?" Zhou Yu raised his head and asked with a smile.

Wang Dong thought for a while, shook his head and let out a sigh of relief: "Forget it, I'm not sleepy and they are too. I have to take them back, next time."

Zhou Yu smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "It's hard work, let's go back. By the way, tell the brothers, I will invite you another day."

"Then you should bring some money, don't say I didn't remind you, this group of people are all pigs, they can eat a lot, let's go." Wang Dong turned and walked towards the Flying Tigers' car.

"Then let's go too." Zhou Yu walked towards the left car door.

"OK." Guan Jiahui on the side responded with a smile and continued to fulfill the sacred mission of the driver.

The vicinity of the container factory is basically an industrial area, with factories and docks, and there is nothing to eat.

They drove directly to the commercial street in Mong Kok. Although Mong Kok has a complex mix of people and gangsters, a place with a lot of people is more down-to-earth, and there are some stalls that are still doing business in the middle of the night.

I randomly found a roadside stall, sat down with a bottle of beer and three small dishes.

Guan Jiahui filled the cup with his left hand and the wine with his right hand, drank it all in one gulp, and smashed the paper cup on the table quite boldly: "Excellent!"

"After drinking this cup, there are three more." Zhou Yu drank for a long time with a smile, picked up a peanut, and asked while chewing, "How do you feel when the bullet flies over your head?"

Guan Jiahui frowned and thought for a while, smashed her mouth and shook her head: "I didn't realize it, it passed with a whoosh. When I realized it, my first reaction was to squat down, wow~"

Her eyes were a little blurred, and her expression was quite complicated: "It turns out that this is the feeling of a hail of bullets."

"Cut, that's where it is." Zhou Yu chuckled.

Guan Jiahui's eyes brightened, and she looked over with admiration: "You have been dealing with the underworld for so long, the scene you are facing must be much bigger than today, right? Tell me about it."

Zhou Yu shook his wine glass and looked down at the table: "If you want to talk about a big scene, it doesn't have to be dangerous. The real danger is actually me once."

"Hey, pretty girl, let me chat with my brother for a while."

The young and Dangerous boy at the next table came over with a wine glass with a smile on his face, and sat down on the stool next to Guan Jiahui.

"Get out!" Guan Jiahui turned her head and shouted coldly.

The green-haired young and Dangerous boy was taken aback for a moment, then smiled more happily, "Little pepper, I like it."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to embrace Guan Jiahui.

Guan Jiahui stepped back fiercely, picked up the wine bottle on the table and smashed it directly on Lumao's head, and said in a hateful voice, "I like your mother's size!"

crackling.

"Fuck! Bastard, shameless." Lumao covered his bleeding head, pointed at Guan Jiahui with staring eyes: "Brothers, let him go!"

At Lumao's table, there were 4 other people who all stood up, and those who could hold wine bottles took wine bottles, and those who could hold chopsticks took chopsticks, and surrounded them directly.

Guan Jiahui looked around and picked up the stool to use it as a weapon.

"One hit five, violence." Zhou Yu smiled while drinking.

"Little boy, get the hell out of here." Lumao pointed at Zhou Yu and shouted.

"Wow!" A figure hurriedly ran out from the group of 4, Lima pulled off his green hair, and smiled apologetically, "Sir, he drank too much."

The remaining three people stopped in their footsteps, and Lumao was even more confused.

Zhou Yu looked at the red-haired young and Dangerous boy in front of him, startled.

"Ow~"

I recognized it, isn't this the group of young and Dangerous boys who Han Chen asked him to clean up before?Then he was sent in.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yu looked at him with a half-smile and said, "It's come out."

"Yes, yes, thanks to you, it's been a while since I've been out." Hongmao nodded and bowed, then picked up Zhou Yu's wine bottle, and drank most of the remaining bottle in one go, begging for mercy, "sir , he drank too much, he is stupid, I will apologize to you on his behalf."

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle.

Zhou Yu took out his phone: "Hello."

Yan Katie's voice was a little flustered: "Sir Zhou, something has happened, and things have been robbed!"

"What was robbed?" Zhou Yu asked suspiciously, then a flash of thought flashed across his mind, he slapped the table, stood up involuntarily, and asked in astonishment, "Drugs?"

"That's right, all 4 tons of drugs were robbed and all the escorts were killed. What should I do? What should I do?"

boom!
These words reverberated in Zhou Yu's mind like thunder, making him a little sluggish.

"All killed? No survivors?"

"Yeah, what should I do? What should I do now?"

Yan Katie's voice was not loud, it seemed to be answering, more like talking to herself.

Zhou Yu could tell that she had completely lost her sense of proportion.

"Where is the location?"

"The location is Tongzhou West Street." Yan Katie swallowed, "At the intersection of Duanshawan Road."

Zhou Yu hung up the phone and immediately said to Guan Jiahui, "Let's go!"

The car hit the road at a speed of 120, and the place was less than 3 kilometers away from where they ate.

The closer to the destination, the more and more vehicles, police cars, ambulances, fire trucks
Screaming, the vehicle braked suddenly, and Zhou Yu saw a tragic scene through the window glass.

The 5 vehicles escorted were full of corpses in military uniforms and plainclothes!

And blood all over the place.

"I'm afraid there are 20 lives." Zhou Yu murmured, feeling a little cold.

This scene reminded him of Guan Zu, but Guan Zu was dead.

Guan Jiahui opened her mouth and was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She had never seen such a devil scene in front of her in her whole life. She was just a new customs officer.

Zhou Yu took a deep breath, let it out, closed his eyes, opened them, regained his energy, got out of the car, swept his gaze, and walked towards the target.

The assistant commander of Mong Kok, Jian Guoshu, 50 years old, was also the rest of the work that he took over just now.

"What's the situation?" Zhou Yu asked calmly.

With a gloomy face, Jian Guoshu raised his finger and pointed towards the vehicle, shaking his head: "That's all we can see, no witnesses, no survivors, no CCTV, but the drugs are gone."

"The drugs are in the dog cart, right?"

"Correct."

The dog car is the car of the EU patrol team, and it is the car that transports prisoners.

"Did you find anything?" Zhou Yu asked.

Jian Guoshu frowned: "How should I say it? The marksmanship is accurate."

"Accurate marksmanship?"

Zhou Yu walked towards the center of the scene, and came to a dead body half leaning and half lying on the door of a black private car.

Shot in the chest, two shots, almost at the heart, no third shot.

Continue to walk forward and look at the rest of the corpses. Most of them were shot at either the head or the chest.

Some corpses were shot a lot, which seems to be different from the conclusion of good marksmanship, but Zhou Yu has already seen the reason.
is the body.

So many people died, but there are very few bullet marks on the car body.

That is to say, this group of people is not attacking with a lot of firepower, they are not shooting with AK, but they are spot killing!

"The marksmanship is very accurate"

Zhou Yu looked at the bullet hole, thought for a while, took out his mobile phone, and called Wang Dong: "Wang sir, where are you?"

"Sleeping at home." Wang Dong on the other side of the phone coughed and cheered up: "What's wrong?"

"Do you have a landline at home?"

"Yes, I have."

"Call me from the landline."

"what?"

"Now, call me and I'll explain to you later."

"alright."

Although the question was weird, Zhou Yu would explain it, and Wang Dong followed suit.

"Hi, this is from a landline."

"The drugs were robbed, and the handgun law was very accurate."

"Snatched? Do you want to dispatch?"

"No, you immediately verify the location of all the Flying Tigers and confirm their whereabouts."

"You suspect that our people are involved?" Wang Dong immediately understood the meaning of asking him to use the landline to call. Zhou Yu even suspected that he was using the landline to determine his location.

"Don't think too much, it's just a method of elimination."

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

Get rid of your own people first.

Zhou Yu covered the phone, turned around and found Jian Guoshu: "Jane sir, if you have a forensic report, give me a copy, and I'll go first."

Continue driving and go back to Mong Kok Customs station.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle.

"Hey."

Lao Ye's voice was deafening, "Ah Yu, I know what happened, find out this group of people, if you need any support, just ask."

"I will, thank you sir."

"These bastards!" Lao Ye resented.

When the car arrived at the customs office in Mong Kok, Zhou Yu and Guan Jiahui strode in.

Ding Deng Deng.

All the headlights were turned on, and the dark office was lit up again.

"Go to your office, find some blank paper for me." Zhou Yu kept walking.

"That's what I have."

Pushing the door open, Guan Jiahui took two quick steps and took out a stack of printing paper from the shelf, consciously placed it on the table, and then stood aside.

Zhou Yu walked to the right seat, randomly picked up a pen from the pen holder, put the pen down, and started writing.

SDU, NB, Customs, Drugs, Trio, Mong Kok Police Station.

After thinking about it, I wrote about Jiang Shixiao and the underworld.

"Is it gone?" Zhou Yu asked.

"Yes." Guan Jiahui replied.

"Who else?" Zhou Yu turned to look at her.

Guan Jiahui raised her head in the direction of the meeting room: "You forgot those two."

"Makes sense."

Zhou Yu turned around and wrote, Interpol.

(End of this chapter)