The Infernal Affairs of Hong Kong

Chapter 740 The Art of the Emperor (please subscribe for monthly ticket)
Three days later, as the four beating young and Dangerous boys pleaded guilty to the police station for fighting, the turmoil began to subside.

At least in the eyes of outsiders, Zhou Yu stopped sweeping the scene, which means that the rain is over and the sky is sunny.

"Tank is in the gym, and Mo Yilie and Ding Min are still at home. Sir Zhou has cleaned up Spicy Ginger's place in the past few days. I believe they will add some drugs."

Zhou Wangqing reported through the walkie-talkie and the command center.

"Okay, pay attention to concealment." Gong Jiapei said.

"Understood. Dog head, count the number of people."

"Gootou received it and is counting and reporting madam weeks. All personnel have arrived at the scheduled location, and the weather is calm."

"Pay attention to concealment."

Zhou Wangqing put down the walkie-talkie. CIB's operations are mainly tracking and monitoring and eavesdropping. At present, eavesdropping must not be able to enter. When monitoring, one must always pay attention to the position of one's own team members to prevent accidents, such as being knocked out and slipping through the net. Therefore, the location must be reported every few minutes.

For three days, Mo Yilie hadn't moved in the first two days, probably because he was afraid that Zhou Yu would look back and pick it up. After all, it's not like Zhou Yu didn't do this before. He was afraid, so he endured it all the time.

But this business can't be done all the time, so as the days passed, Zhou Wangqing felt that the hope of something happening was getting higher and higher, and it might be today.

At this time, a voice came from the walkie-talkie: "The fitness guy answered a call, as if he was going to go out and didn't take a shower."

On the command vehicle, Zhou Wangqing pressed the on-board radio button: "Got it, report any news at any time."

"The boss got in the car. The direction is in line with the route to Mojia Village, and there is a possibility of winning a lottery."

"Sir Zhou, I will leave the follow-up to you."

"it is good."

Regional Headquarters, CIB Command Center.

Zhou Yu had a cup of tea, and Gong Jiapei had a cup of tea. There was a large street view screen hanging on the wall. The layout of the room was similar to the command center opened by Zhou Yu in O Ji.

Today's purpose is not to arrest people, because Mo's village cannot be entered at all, and if they cannot reach the drug factory, they will be discovered by the spies at the entrance of the village, so Zhou Yu's purpose today is to scare the snake away.

Let the tank take out the drugs calmly, then make an accident and chase him like a dog on the road, and finally let him escape in danger.

In this way, he and Mo Yilie knew that they were being targeted and forced to replace them. As long as Mo Weili took over, then Su Xingbai, as the winner, had a very high probability of getting the specific location of the drug factory.

Follow-up matters come from CIB, and accident-making things come from New Territories South. The division of labor is clear and does not interfere with each other.

A steady stream of reports came from the walkie-talkie: "The boss has arrived at the parking lot of the mall, and seems to be here to pick up the goods."

"Team A, go get the parking lot video." Zhou Yu gave instructions to the people in New Territories South.

The old routine, the people in the factory take out the drugs, hide them in the bottom of the car or in the trunk, and the tanks go to the designated place to pick up the goods, and the people and goods are separated, safe and sound.

But as long as you drive, there will always be traces, and the people who brought the drugs are the harvest of this operation.

"Boss on his way."

"Team B is ready." Zhou Yu said.

It's the actor's turn.

Not long after, on the road, the tank got the goods and drove steadily. When the road encountered a red light, it stepped on the brakes.

Behind the vehicle, a silver Honda kissed up, bang, the tank's car shook, a rear-end collision occurred, and the cover of the rear compartment was knocked open a bit.

"Can you drive!" Tank cursed, and opened the door to check.

The driver of the car behind was a middle-aged office worker, and walked down with a frown.

Tank clenched his fists and looked fiercely at this rushing street. His vision swept across, and he suddenly saw two uniformed patrolmen walking not far away, and his eyes narrowed.

Things are not in the rear compartment, but under the back seat, and the police generally don't check them.

Don't mess around at this time, as long as it's a normal rear-end collision, it's fine. I've been out for so many years, and I still have some quality in my heart.

Tank's expression softened a bit, but he still scolded the middle-aged man in a very aggressive tone: "How did you drive the car? Don't you know how to slow down at the red light?"

"Who told you to stop in such a hurry." The middle-aged man said angrily.

The tank fire came up all of a sudden, and the villain dared to sue first, and if you don't kill you in normal times, today is your luck: "Is it public or private, hurry up?"

"It's public, otherwise how can I get insurance." The middle-aged man said.

"Wow, the collision was so serious, are you drunk driving?" The military uniform came over, looking at the middle-aged man suspiciously.

"Sir, I didn't, it was he who stopped in a hurry."

"Turn off the driver's license and ID card." After the military uniform finished speaking, he looked at the tank: "You too."

After thinking for a while, the tank was still ready to cooperate, so he simply turned off the engine and took out his ID in his pocket, but when he saw the military uniform opened his rear door and looked inside, his movements slowed down.

Finally, with the military uniform's hey, a black oil paper bag was hooked out by the military uniform: "What is this?"

The tank ran away, scolding the boy who hit the car and rushed to the street while running.

"Stop!" The military uniform chased after contacting the main station.

The tank has been exercising all year round, and its physical fitness is quite good. After a while, the military uniform was thrown far away, but two military uniforms were approaching head-on.

It is impossible to be surrounded like this. You will encounter new policemen at any time. Tanks rush into the broken building on the side, jump up to the roof, and then run along the tiles on the roof. , not a single shadow of a military uniform could be seen.

Tank spat on the ground, "garbage.", and strode outside.

"Perfect performance, call it a day."

Through the big screen, Zhou Yu had a rough overview of the play, the tank had already boarded a taxi, and the next thing was to see Mo Yilie's reaction.

"Zoom in the screen to see how many drugs are there?" Zhou Yu laughed.

Gong Jiapei: "Look at the size, it looks like 300 million."

"Well, not bad."

Mo Yilie's house, the living room.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle.

"Hey."

"Brother Lie, there was an accident. The car rear-ended, and the thing fell into the hands of the guy."

"So careless? Did those gangsters see your face?"

"Saw."

"Tsk, forget it, go out and hide for a while, and come back after the wind blows."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Mo Yilie hung up the phone and frowned. Things are not going well recently. Someday he will go to Tin Hau Temple to worship

"Brother Lie, what's the matter?" Ding Min brought a fruit platter from the kitchen.

"Something happened to the tank, I have to think of a substitute." Mo Yilie pulled his face.

"Shall I go?" Ding Min asked.

Mo Yilie thought for a while and shook his head: "No, if the tank is exposed, we will all be targeted. It's not safe recently, so we should find someone else to do it."

"How many days?" Ding Min worried.

Mo Yilie chuckled lightly: "Can you stop, can those mouths stop? The boss wants goods and you don't have them, and these people will go to others. The happy thing is Qingji's Taishan, his business has improved a lot in the past two days. "

"Then find Willie, let him find someone familiar to pick up the goods." Ding Min felt that Willie was Mo Yilie's cousin, so Mo Yilie would agree no matter what.

Mo Yilie shook his head: "Let La Jiang handle this matter."

"Why are you looking for spicy ginger? Willy is your cousin."

"It is precisely because he is my cousin that I cannot let him go."

"Oh~, you are afraid that something will happen to him and your heart will hurt."

"No, no, no, I feel sorry for anyone who gets arrested, but I have to find Spicy Jiang for this matter."

"Why?" Ding Min was very puzzled.

Mo Yilie looked at her with great pleasure, patted Ding Min's palm and said: "When you sit in the hall, it's no different from being an emperor before. For example, something happened, and two groups of people in the court hall There are endless disputes, which side do you think the emperor is on?"

"Stay on the side of reason."

"It's on the side of the weak." Mo Yilie smiled complacently: "Now that Willy is strong, I will help Lai Jiang to ensure that Lai Jiang will not be killed by Willy. When Lai Jiang is strong, I will help willie.

There are two groups of people in the court, if the emperor favors one side, or only acts according to reason, one possible consequence is that the people on one side will be suppressed to death.

The emperor can only listen to one side, so is he still the emperor?Who has the final say?
So, as it is now, I stand on the high platform and watch the two of them fight to the death, fighting for territory. In the end, I, the referee, will come out to help them uphold justice and give a sweet date with a stick. , everyone is grateful to me, and I can sit in this seat with peace of mind.

This is called the art of the king.

You said that I gave Willy the territory of spicy ginger a while ago, and he must have felt uncomfortable, but now that I give him the exclusive right to be a drug agent, won't he become very grateful to me again? "

"It's so profound, Brother Lie, you're so smart." Ding Min admired.

Mo Yilie enjoyed the expression on her face very much, and said with a light smile, "I will choose a restaurant in another year. I have worked so hard to make Yifeng so big, from a small club to now dominating the entire South of the New Territories. Will I abdicate when the time comes? Huh, why? The inappropriate rules will be changed, and I will be Yifeng's first re-election!"

"But uncle won't agree, right? Besides, Willy and La Jiang must also want to be a restaurant." Ding Min said.

"Don't worry, take your time." Mo Yilie smiled confidently.

"But didn't Spicy Jiang just offend Zhou Yu not long ago? Wouldn't it be risky to find him? Just in case Zhou Yu"

"Haha, look, even you think so, who would have thought that I would use spicy ginger at this time?"

Spicy ginger has just been silent for a few days, and he disappeared from the sight of the police every day. Isn't this the best candidate for taking drugs?
Mo Yilie smiled contentedly.

The next day, the meeting room of the CIB headquarters.

Zhou Wangqing frowned and said, "According to our informant, last night Yifeng's place started selling drugs, but we tracked Mo Weili's winners, but there was no movement."

"Could it be that Mo Wei took advantage of other people?" Liang Xiaotang frowned and pondered. Ding Min must have been silent, he was watching.

"Where's your informant?" Zhou Yu raised his head at Liang Xiaotang.

Liang Xiaotang shook his head: "Didn't call me."

The meeting room was silent, this matter was really weird, mainly because there were too many possibilities, Mo Yilie used other members of the club to get the goods, the possibility was small, but not impossible.

"What is La Jiang doing now?" Zhou Yu thought of this silent figure.

"I was fishing two days ago, but now I have sent out all the people, so I'm not watching him anymore. You mean Spicy Ginger?"

Zhou Wangqing was surprised, and then nodded: "You are a talent, it is really possible."

Zhou Yu and Gong Jiapei had a pair of eyes, their eyes were quite strange, and there was a little smile, Mo Yilie was really good at finding their loophole.

Isn't this courting death?Can you take the initiative to deliver it to your door?

This Mo Weili's head horse belongs to them, and this spicy ginger belongs to them, whoever Mo Yilie seeks, will die?
If it is really spicy ginger, it is very normal not to report this matter.

"Look at him first."

(End of this chapter)