The Infernal Affairs of Hong Kong

"It's been more than ten minutes, and the transaction is not over yet?"

Zhou Yu threw away the banana peel, looked at his watch and shook his head, "The current gangster transaction efficiency is so low, how can we not be caught?"

"Maybe the payment for the goods is more about counting the money. For a nuclear bomb, it must be tens of millions or hundreds of millions." Wei Shile, who was watching from the window, answered casually.

"Then wait." For the sake of money, wait and wait, Zhou Yu was patient and picked up another banana: "Remember to tell the homeowner that these two bananas can be reimbursed by the government."

"Understood." Wei Shile said.

"What a mess, sooner or later something will happen, how did this red thief get along."

Professor Zhao Zhiren felt a little uncomfortable after hearing Zhou Yu's broken words.

in the channel.

The atmosphere has become deadlocked.

Jin Taonian frowned, and was about to say something, before delaying the time: "You know this item is very popular, there is a news, there are many people in the market who bid higher than you, I can sell them, but I still abide by it." The promise has come, and you should trust my credibility."

"I want to see the goods." The South Asian didn't budge.

"I want to see half the money, that's the bottom line, or I'll sell it to someone else."

"You think you can get out?"

The leader of the South Asians lost his voice, and a row of guns behind him came at him.

Jin Taonian picked up the remote control in his hand calmly: "The nuclear bomb is nearby, do you want to try how fast you can run?"

The South Asian man shrank his pupils, looked at the remote control and his scalp felt a little numb, thought for a while and said stiffly: "Go and get half of the money."

His subordinates walked to the private car not far away, took two travel bags from the back seat and threw them on the ground.

Zhang Yijun squatted down and opened it to take a look, then got up and nodded.

"Where's the goods?" the South Asian shouted fiercely.

Jin Taonian had a bit of a headache, but he didn't expect the South Asians to give it readily. Now the problem is on his side, but there is no reason to procrastinate now.

What's the matter with these police officers?

Traffic jam?

fuck.

"give him."

After Jin Taonian finished speaking, Zhang Yijun handed over a large bag brought on the motorcycle.

The South Asians pulled away happily, and then were upset: "Why is there only one?"

"There are others in the car outside, give me the rest of the money, and I'll give you the things right away."

"Where's the password?"

"Everything is given to you. We have reached a safe place. The password will naturally be given to you. There are no weapons. It is useless for us to keep the password. It is impossible to go back."

The South Asians thought about this, so they asked their subordinates to give money: "Give it to him."

The two quickly finished the transaction, and Jin Taonian walked out of the alley with the people. Seeing that the street was as usual, there was no trace of the police coming, and he just wanted to curse people, the efficiency of this gang of policemen was too low.

10 minute later.

command center.

"Following up." After listening to the report from the CIB tracking team, Wei Shile said relaxedly, "I don't know where these two stupid pigs are going. Maybe we can catch a money laundering dealer."

So much money has to be washed out.

"Look, it's all my money. Don't even think about losing this year's bonus." Zhou Yu joked, crossing her legs.

"Don't worry, 8 groups of people focus on two people." Wei Shile is quite rich now.

The professor's heart sank again, and he simply got up and said, "It seems that there is nothing wrong with me. If Sir Zhou is fine, I will go back. I am too old and can't stand it anymore. There is still class tomorrow."

Zhou Yu nodded. It's not good to drag other professors. The South Asians don't know when there will be any movement.

"Shi Le, send a car to take the professor back."

"Oh."

"No need, I'll take a taxi back by myself, so as not to delay you, it's important to focus on the nuclear bomb wholeheartedly." Zhao Zhiren looked serious.

Zhou Yu smiled: "Okay, then I will contact you again if necessary, thank you."

Zhao Zhiren hummed, picked up his phone and left.

Jin Taonian and Zhang Yijun drove their motorcycles, turned a corner, found a public phone booth, and dialed 999: "Hey, I want to call the police. I found a place with ammunition."

This was the best way he could think of. No matter why those policemen didn't come, as long as they called the police and let other policemen find out and pierce the window paper, the final effect would be the same.

Then the people sent by the command center were stopped by CIB.

"They called the police themselves?" Why did Zhou Yu feel so strange after hearing this: "Is this guy still a grand thief? He took the money and turned around and sold the client?"

It shouldn't be, such a reputation has long been stinky.

Zhou Yu's approach is a little hard to understand.

Zhao Zhiren went out and immediately made a phone call: "You are being targeted, the 8 groups are following you, don't get rid of you, or you should suspect me, and I won't move you for the time being.

Why didn't the police come up?There is something wrong with this person's thinking, he is not normal, he does not want to catch thieves, and he does not want to make meritorious service.
What?You guys called the police and waited to get rid of people in the middle of the night before coming to my place. "

Zhao Zhiren hung up the phone depressed, frowning, this matter is not going well.

Stealing the nuclear bomb, transporting the nuclear bomb, everything is very difficult, it is definitely infinitely more difficult than giving it to the police, but it is such a trivial matter that deviates from the plan, and the nuclear bomb cannot be sent out.

The original plan was quite good. The South Asians were killed by the police, so that the police could obtain the nuclear bomb with difficulty. Then, with the help of the chaotic scene, the two messengers escaped without revealing their identities—they were wearing helmets when they entered.

But now, when the two of them came out, they were as bright as light bulbs, and their appearances were all photographed. These two messengers are useless, and the wanted warrants will be indispensable in the future.

Zhou Yu's move stopped with static, and unknowingly smashed his entire chess game.

The password of the nuclear suitcase must be obtained, the South Asians will soon find out that something is wrong, and the things must be sent to the police.

Zhao Zhiren glanced at the grocery store on the street, went in and bought an old mobile phone and a calling card, and called the South Asian.

"The police know about the nuclear bomb and are searching for it. You guys should go and transport it away immediately."

I can only urge the South Asians to leave quickly and get things back on track. The messenger has been exposed, and the South Asians are dead. It doesn't matter if they are identified or not. Anyway, they have already seen it.

command room.

"Sir Zhou, there's been movement from the South Asians." Wei Shile looked at the opposite side, frowned, and said, "He's flustered and sneaky, as if he knew he was being targeted by us."

I saw a South Asian man poking his head out, carefully looked around, and then shouted towards the inside. Soon, three cars drove out.

Zhao Zhiren called Jin Taonian, and the time when Zhao Zhiren called the South Asians was very close. Wei Shile naturally thought that the South Asians were notified by the red robbers. After all, this guy could even call the police, but he couldn't figure it out. What the hell are the red thieves doing.

"Don't panic, there are so many big things, and they won't disappear out of thin air. Follow him and find someone to look inside." Zhou Yu is not in a hurry at all, things will not be lost, and people will naturally be there. Big baby, South Asians are reluctant.

This is not a grenade, you can still do it if you lose it.

Wei Shile picked up the walkie-talkie and gave instructions, and quickly reported back: "There is no one inside, and the table is full of leftover garbage."

"What about the two 'red thieves'?"

"I changed to a private car and it's still on the road."

"Well, let's go too."

Keeping up with the South Asians, they went straight to the cargo pier. Using their hands and feet, several South Asians loaded each weapon box onto a medium-sized fishing boat.

"Hi, I'm Zhou Yu, I'm calling the water ghost team to come to Kuisong Wharf, prepare two helicopters, and arrange people to stand by on board."

"Yes, sir."

The candidates for the naval battle were arranged, and Zhou Yu called the Marine Police Command again, and they were still required to chase and intercept.

"Sir Zhou, I want to join the battle too."

Zhou Yu glanced at Park Yuzhe who spoke, "You are an observer, and you have no law enforcement power in Xiangjiang."

"I can go to war, I won't hold back."

Zhou Yu didn't want to say more, and looked at Cui Minhao: "Director Cui, take good care of your people."

Cui Minhao: "Sir Zhou, he is a combatant with strong strength, and he can really help."

Zhou Yu paused, looked at him and smiled: "He is not sensible, Director Cui should teach him, the power of law enforcement is a unique power of a country, it is not something you can have if you want it, and I still have people who can use it .”

"I didn't mean that, he just wanted to help." Choi Min Ho apologized.

"No need, just stay quietly." Zhou Yu's face was serious, and he asked Wei Shile: "Where are the two 'red thieves'? How are they?"

"Still driving." Wei Shile asked the following inspector.

"Still driving?" Zhou Yu looked at his watch in surprise: "It's almost 40 minutes, and the New Territories have arrived on Hong Kong Island. Are they taking money for a ride?"

"Yeah." Wei Shile also felt strange when he heard this, asked the intercom again, and replied:

"The other party made some evasive actions, trying to get rid of the follower, but we have a lot of cars, and the other party is not easy to get rid of. Now the follower is not sure whether the other party has discovered it, or is just a tentative evasion. It stands to reason that the follower is replaced by a car. They are very diligent, there is no reason to find out."

Zhou Yu didn't think about it: "Catch it directly." He wanted to run after entering the cage.

Once South Asians run away, they are worthless.

"Yes, sir." Wei Shile picked up the walkie-talkie: "Stop chasing, just stop and arrest people. Be careful, it's full of money. Burn the car and let's drink Northwest Wind together."

Zhou Yu took a look at Wei Shile, he is not bad, he is sensible and knows how to manage the house.

on the road.

Jin Taonian frowned and drove wherever there was congestion. Now he can only use the place with a lot of traffic to get rid of the following cars, but he will still be followed by him.

It is too difficult to follow 8 cars, he knows that the police usually only follow 3 cars.

The car drove and drove back to Mong Kok. There are many people here, there are many old houses, and the terrain is relatively complicated, so it is easy to get out.

Jin Taonian glanced at the rearview mirror: "I'll run a red light later, soar to the intersection and brake suddenly, then we jump out of the car, rush into the residential area, and meet at the old place."

Zhang Yijun nodded, her beautiful red lips parted slightly: "What about the money? Don't you want it?"

"No more."

Jin Taonian knew that he couldn't keep it, and carrying it would only slow down his speed.

Hearing what he said, Zhang Yijun unbuckled his seat belt, dragged one of the bags of money from the back seat, took out a large stack, and stuffed it into his pocket: "Sprinkle where there are many people."

Those who pick up money are bound to cause confusion.

"good idea."

Jin Taonian slowed down slowly, looked at the red light that was about to start in front of him, pursed his lips, stepped on the gas pedal and jumped out.

At this moment, three CIB vehicles approached from the lateral direction, and they were also waiting for Jin Taonian to stop at the red light.

Jin Taonian's car jumped out violently, and the front of the car directly hit the door of the CIB car that was coming to stop.

Boom, the CIB's vehicle was directly hit by Jin Taonian's car and rolled sideways, and the front of Jin Taonian's car sank in as a whole.

Bang, the white airbag popped out and hit Jin Taonian's face.

Zhang Yijun, the co-pilot, subconsciously tensed up at the moment of crisis, and tried hard to grab something at hand to stabilize her body, but the huge force of the impact was beyond her ability to resist, and the whole person flew directly towards the windshield. The head shattered the windshield and lay on the hood. His head was covered in blood, and his life and death were unknown.