The Infernal Affairs of Hong Kong

Chapter 442 Tracking the Soldering Iron (seeking Subscription for Monthly Pass)
If Chen Weizhong's brain is a computer, Zhou Yu feels that this computer is about to blue screen.

Chen Weizhong's heart fell into a vicious cycle of knowing and not. Zhou Yu's words just pointed out the fatal flaw in his plan, and now he has infinite doubts about this plan in his heart.

"If you don't arrest me, this matter will definitely be done. You are a policeman, and you don't want to see drug dealers keep killing people, do you?"

Chen Weizhong suddenly came back to his senses, and sent Zhou Yu a beam of approval, "Can you not arrest me first? I don't know how to run, I just want to see the soldering iron finish the job. If you don't arrest me, it will save you from scaring the snake, right? "

Zhou Yu looked at him blankly for a few seconds, then nodded, "Okay, I won't catch you yet."

Chen Weizhong was delighted, "Great, I will definitely not run away."

Zhou Yu smiled, "I believe you won't run away, you first write down the list for the soldering iron."

"Okay, I have a file in my office."

Chen Weizhong didn't want to hide it, it's meaningless to hide it, and the police will definitely be able to find out based on the medical records if they want to investigate, it's just a matter of time.

"Goutou, you go get it with him." Zhou Yu said.

"Let's go." The dog head said to Chen Weizhong.

When they went out, Zhou Yu lowered his head and thought.

This person really can't be caught for the time being. If he is caught, it will startle the snake, which is not conducive to tracking the whereabouts of the soldering iron.

Zhou Yu looked up, "Dean, help me arrange an assistant status, and he needs to be monitored all the time in the hospital."

"Row."

"In addition, find a reason to stop this person's operation. Don't transfer to a post that is not in contact with diagnosis. He has a mentality problem. If he retaliates against the society, you and I can't bear the responsibility."

"can."

The dean agreed very happily. Seeing that Zhou Yu had nothing to say, as if he was thinking, he got up and took out the tea pot from his collection, brewed a cup, brought it over, and sat aside.

He laughed and handed it over, "Sir Zhou, look at my memory, there are too many things at the moment, I forgot to make tea, I can't entertain you well."

Zhou Yu first looked at his movements suspiciously, stared at the teacup for a few seconds, and after a little thought, he understood what he was thinking.

In terms of his rank, a chief inspector is not enough for the director of a hospital to hand over tea with both hands.

Even when he was in a daze just now, the dean held it there with a smile. This attitude can be called humility.

There must be something to ask for under the courtesy.

"Dean, are you worried about the negative impact this incident will have on the hospital?" Zhou Yu took a sip.

The dean looked at Zhou Yu's actions and felt excited. Drinking it meant that he was more than half dead.

His attitude immediately warmed up, and he complained: "Sir Zhou, you have also seen that the hospital is an indiscriminate disaster. Who would have thought that there would be such a neurotic and extreme person. He must always consider the negative impact. It cannot affect the general public's medical treatment, right? Is it?"

"Indeed, medical resources are already tight." Zhou Yu said seriously: "I will communicate with the higher-ups about this matter to see if it can be reduced."

"That's great, thanks to Sir Zhou's help, the power of public opinion these days is no less than an earthquake." The dean sighed.

"Well, it's all for saving people. If I can help, I will definitely help." Zhou Yu nodded.

The dean was happy, and laughed: "Then please Sir Zhou, by the way, Sir Zhou, please leave a number, so that it will be convenient for communication in the future."

"It makes sense." Zhou Yu took out his mobile phone, and the two exchanged numbers with a smile.

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door, and the man came back.

The dean immediately changed his face, turned gloomy, snorted, got up and walked to his dean's seat.

"This is the list." The dog head handed it over.

Zhou Yu took a glance, looked up at Chen Weizhong who was standing there and asked, "Are they all there?"

"They're all there." Chen Weizhong was sure.

Zhou Yu nodded, got up, looked at the white coat on his body and said, "It's like a doctor saving someone. Although the cancer is terminal, because of your treatment, they have more time to arrange their future affairs."

"Now, we do the same with you. You now have limited freedom. You can arrange your own affairs before going in."

"But I have an ugly saying up front, don't make small moves, it won't do you any good."

"I know." Chen Weizhong smiled, "I'm just waiting to see the result, I don't care about anything else."

This result is probably not what you want.

Just now Zhou Yu rejected his plan with one sentence, it was just to break his heart in an instant.

In fact, both of his points are wrong.

Regardless of whether Zhou Yu came today or not, from the moment he gave the list to the iron, he lost control of everything.

Whether Zhou Yu came or not, he couldn't press the pause button.

It is true that he is the one who pulls strings and pulls bridges to help patients make money, but the will of a dying person will stop as soon as a doctor says it will stop.

Do you really think you can outshine the allure of money?

They think too highly of themselves, and too highly of human nature.

Reporting the soldering iron, trying to press the pause button when the soldering iron is out of control, is even more ridiculous.

Not to mention that the soldering iron can hide and manipulate everything behind the scenes, so how can it be found out like that.

Even if you don't hide it.

At that time, the person who threw the bomb is not a soldering iron at all, but a living terminal cancer patient!

As long as the patient doesn't bite out the soldering iron, why should the police grab the soldering iron?
People's lives are about to die, do you still care about your police?

Zhou Yu glanced at him and shook his head, he was really innocent.

Maybe the idea is great, but the plan is really stupid.

Let him have a good dream first, it's time for him to take the next step, find out the soldering iron!
Back to CIB.

Zhou Yu saw Zhou Wangqing when he entered the door, and asked casually, "Where have you been? I didn't see you when I was on a mission just now."

Can I say I filed a complaint?
Zhou Wangqing pursed her lips and changed the subject directly: "I heard from Wen Bo that you go to the hospital, what's the situation?"

Zhou Yu raised the list in his hand, and walked to Zhang Wenbo's side: "Everyone on it will be monitored."

"So many?" Zhang Wenbo took it and looked at it. He was surprised, and said with a wry smile, "We don't have enough manpower. Why don't we report it and ask Sir Gong to assign other teams."

There are ten paparazzi, in groups of two, with a maximum of five people, and there will be no shift changes.

Zhou Wangqing took the list and counted it suspiciously, "19? Who is this?"

"Human bomb."

"what?"

"what?"

Zhou Wangqing was shocked, read it again carefully, and frowned: "How come there are so many human bombs, where did you get them, the hospital?"

Zhou Yu pursed her lips, feeling helpless: "The branding iron really has an idea, and it actually hit the terminal cancer patients. This wave can be called training the dead."

Zhou Wangqing's expression changed instantly, "It's really a soldering iron, are you sure?"

"You think I'm joking with you?" Zhou Yu looked at her strangely.

"No."

Zhou Wangqing blushed a little. She just went to file a complaint, but was unfortunately hit by Gong sir's words. He just targeted the target. Zhou Yu really didn't investigate blindly.

"Then I'll report to Sir Gong immediately." Zhou Wangqing didn't delay, took out her mobile phone and made a call.

Zhou Yu ignored her, and said to the dog head, "Arrange two groups of people at the hospital to watch him 24 hours a day, and sleep directly at his house at night. If there is no condition, let him sleep in the safe house."

"Okay, I'll arrange it."

Four out of ten paparazzi went.

Zhou Yu continued to look at Zhang Wenbo.

"Wenbo, you will arrange for someone to go to the hospital with the dog-headed person later, install monitors on the doctor's cell phone and the landline in the duty room, and monitor the doctor's phone 24 hours a day."

"What if he doesn't cooperate?"

"Mandatory, don't consider his opinion."

"That's good."

The hospital affairs are arranged, and the rest is for the soldering iron.

The whereabouts of the soldering iron is unknown now, and the starting point is to focus on the list.

Zhou Yu walked a few steps to the paparazzi desk on the left, and the dog head was explaining the key points to the two people arranged according to his memory.

While speaking, he wrote and drew on the whiteboard.

Zhou Yu didn't bother, and waited for him to finish his order before speaking.

"Goutou, take the rest of the people, let's go and talk to the newly handed over people."

Everything will have a process. The batch of lists only arrived in the hands of the soldering iron three days ago. It is very likely that the soldering iron and these people have not yet reached a transaction intention.

There are two people in this batch of lists, as long as there is one soldering iron who has not finished talking, then the next time the soldering iron comes into contact with the patient, that is when his whereabouts will be exposed.

A group of people brought their equipment and were ready to go. The patient's address was ready-made and the hospital had registered it.

"Sir Gong said that he will arrange to watch over the rest of the people." Zhou Wangqing finished his report.

"That's fine." Zhou Yu nodded, "Let's go."

"Wait, I'm going too."

Zhou Wangqing slowly went upstairs to get her coat, turned around and came down again, and said to Zhang Wenbo, "Abo, drive a command car."

"Command car? Good stuff."

Zhou Yu was impressed by the CIB command vehicle, which is a mobile surveillance platform.

The car is an extended van, and the inside cannot be seen from the outside. Inside, there is a closed-circuit TV probe attached to the glass, monitoring the movement of the road in all directions at all times.

And there is a signal receiving booster, which is also very convenient for monitoring.

In the underground garage, the paparazzi consisted of six people and set off in three cars.

Zhou Yu and the Rabbit Team got into the command vehicle, and now there were exactly four vehicles, two suspects, two on each side.

The car soon drove to the home of a terminal cancer patient, and coincidentally, both of them were in Sham Shui Po.

The famous poor area.

Downstairs of an 8-story old-fashioned tenement building, Zhou Yu and his party stayed in the car.

After waiting for a while, the car door opened, and the dog got into the car, "I pretended to be from the circuit company and went in to check, but he was at home."

"Very good, hard work." Zhou Yu threw a bottle of water over.

Both sides are ordinary people, and they don't have any anti-reconnaissance awareness. The task of tracking is not difficult.

Even if it is a young and Dangerous boy like Branding Iron, as long as he doesn't know about the doctor being controlled, he won't have any defenses.

So the next thing is to see when the soldering iron shows up.

"Hey, hey, hey, come and see, does this person look like a soldering iron?" Zhang Wenbo pointed at a man in a peaked cap on the screen and widened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)