Hong Kong film: Cut off Ba Bi at the beginning to help Liang Kun calm down

"Okay, sir, please wait."

However, as Cuihualou is an old restaurant, the service quality of the waiters is still acceptable. After a brief pause, he replied with a smile.

after an hour.

After eating the fried noodles with eggs, Liu Jianming returned to the Intelligence Department office of the West Kowloon Region.

"Mr. Liu, I didn't see you in the restaurant just now. Did you go out for something?"

Senior Inspector Li Guang of the Intelligence Bureau of the Kowloon West Region (from the movie "Overheard") said to Liu Jianming with a smile.

"There's something going on at home."

Liu Jianming replied with a smile.

"By the way, Sir Liu, the equipment requested by our technical support team was previously suppressed because the Intelligence Department had no commander. Now that you have taken office, will you fight for it for us?"

Li Guang said with a smile.

"Mr. Li, I knew you wouldn't come here for no reason. Okay, I will definitely help you get your application for the technical support team."

Liu Jianming said with a smile.

"Thank you very much, Sir Liu. I'll treat you to a meal when the equipment arrives."

Li Guang replied with a smile.

"Damn, you really don't want to show off until you see the rabbit. You're willing to eat only when you see the equipment."

Liu Jianming inexplicably thought of the bowl of egg fried rice he had just eaten.

"There's no other way, Mr. Liu. You only earn a few thousand yuan a month, so you have to save money. You're busy, so I won't bother you anymore."

After saying this, Li Guang turned and left.

Looking at Li Guang's leaving back, Liu Jianming shook his head and smiled. Then, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared and he turned and walked towards his office.

On the other side, after Li Guang said goodbye to Liu Jianming, he met his subordinate Liang Junyi (from the movie "Overheard") and saw him just walking out of the elevator.

"Ajun, you went out at noon too?"

Li Guang looked at Liang Junyi and asked with a smile.

Hearing Li Guang's question, Liang Junyi's eyes changed slightly. He had indeed gone out just now, and went to have lunch with Li Guang's wife Ren Wan'er.

"Yeah, something happened at home."

Liang Junyi forced himself to suppress the guilty feeling in his heart and spoke to Li Guang.

"Ah, things at home are really annoying. I don't know what's wrong with Wan'er recently. She gets angry with me every day and says she wants to immigrate to Eagle Country. I'm almost annoyed to death."

Facing his old classmates, old partners and good brothers, Li Guang began to complain.

"Women, just coax them. By the way, A Guang, you just asked me if anyone else went out. Who else went out?"

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When Liang Junyi heard Li Guang's words, he felt even more uneasy. He certainly knew why Ren Wan'er was angry, so he quickly changed the subject.

"Liu Sir, I just happened to run into him coming back and mentioned the equipment issue to him. He promised me that he would help our team apply to the superiors."

Sure enough, Li Guang, who was very career-oriented, was diverted by Liang Junyi.

"Okay, our group has been waiting for these equipments for a long time."

Liang Junyi said with a smile, changing the subject completely...

That afternoon, an old Chrysler sedan slowly drove into the police headquarters parking lot and parked in a relatively remote parking space.

Afterwards, Superintendent Zhang Wenyao of the Police CID Headquarters got out of the car, carefully locked the car, and then looked carefully at the trunk of the car before walking towards the police headquarters office building.

"Fuck, Sir Zhang, this antique from 20 years ago, you're still driving it?"

At this time, a man's voice came into Zhang Wenyao's ears. Zhang Wenyao's face changed slightly in shock. He heard that the person who spoke was his colleague, Luo Peiquan, the superintendent of CID headquarters.

"I'm short of money. I'm not as carefree as you, Mr. Luo, who drives a Mercedes-Benz and a BMW."

..............

Zhang Wenyao forced a smile on his face, turned to look at Luo Peiquan, and said with a smile.

"Damn it, Sir Zhang, this is all the money I made from stock trading. If ICAC hears you saying this, they'll think I'm embezzling money."

Hearing Zhang Wenyao's words, Luo Peiquan hurriedly explained.

"Reassurance is assured. Everyone in the CID knows that you, Mr. Luo, are a stock god."

Zhang Wenyao said with a smile.

"Forget about being a stock god, just make a little money."

Luo Peiquan said modestly, and then continued: "Do you know which explosion happened in Central this morning?"

Zhang Wenyao's eyes moved slightly and he nodded in response.

"As far as I know, this case has been handed over to our CID. The Chief Superintendent summoned us to a meeting this time, probably because of this case. I wonder which unlucky guy will be assigned by the Chief Superintendent to handle this case."

Luo Peiquan said in a low voice.

This type of robbery case is the most annoying case for the law enforcement department, because many people run away after the robbery, and then the case is left unresolved. Naturally, the person in charge of the case has to take the blame.

"Oh?"

Hearing Luo Peiquan's words, Zhang Wenyao's eyes moved slightly, as if he had some idea.

An hour later, Zhang Wenyao, who had become the person in charge of the Central bombing case, returned to his office. Walking into the office with him was his confidant, Mo Weichen.

"Mr. Mo, contact the Flying Tigers immediately and tell them that I have received accurate information that the robbers in the Central bombing will escape from the Pok Fu Lam Typhoon Shelter tonight. Tell them to prepare an ambush and make sure to capture this group of people."

At this point, Zhang Wenyao paused slightly, and then said coldly: “Tell them that if the robbers arrest them, they can be shot dead on the spot!”

When he said this, a cold light flashed in Zhang Wenyao's eyes.

"Okay, Sir Zhang."

Mo Weichen immediately understood what he meant.

He knew very well that Zhang Wenyao wanted to kill people to silence them and take the $1 million for himself. Mo Weichen fully supported this because he could also get a bigger share.

After all, if a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth.

However, Zhang Wenyao and Mo Weichen did not know that there was a man who was even greedier than them and was also eyeing the money. Not only that, he was also eyeing people, not just the Seven Sons of Tianyang, but also a police superintendent and a police chief inspector II.

[106] Sir, you have no choice but to be one of us! (3)

10pm late at night.

The twelfth floor of an apartment building in Wan Chai.

Chief Inspector Mok Wai-shun of CID Headquarters has just finished helping his daughter with her homework.

"Go wash up and get some rest. There will be a sports meeting tomorrow, so you need to get to school early."

Mo Weichen said to his nine-year-old daughter with a smile.

At this time, Mo Weichen's wife was holding their one-year-old son, and looked at Mo Weichen with a smile as he helped his daughter with her homework.

"Tutoring kids with their homework is more tiring than handling cases."

After telling his daughter to wash up, Mo Weichen looked at his wife and said with a smile.

"I should have asked you to help the kids with their homework more often, so you don't think I'm idle at home."

Mo Weichen’s wife replied with a smile.

"No way! Honey, don't wrong me. I always think you are the hardest-working person in our family."

Mo Weichen walked up to his wife, hugged her and their son in his arms, and said softly, "Wife, let's immigrate."

"Immigration? I wonder where the money will come from? From your monthly salary of several thousand yuan?"

Mo Weichen's book search group 8<2*2⑹^98516 The wife glanced at Mo Weichen and said unhappily.

"Just trust me."

Faced with his wife's doubts, Mo Weichen didn't care and said with a smile.

Ding Dong~ Ding Dong~

At this time, the doorbell rang.

"Who else would come at this late hour? Two-five-seven"

Mo Weichen's wife was a little surprised and spoke softly.

"I'll open the door."

As Mo Weichen spoke, he walked towards the door.

"Which one?"

After walking to the door, Mo Weichen did not open it immediately. Instead, he asked questions while looking through the peephole to see who was standing outside.

"..."

Upon seeing this, Mo Weichen was slightly stunned, because the person standing outside could be considered an "old acquaintance" of his, Zhou Wenjun, a new boss who had recently become famous in the Hong Kong underworld.

"Mr. Mo, please come out and talk. Don't make things difficult for me. It would be bad if you scared the kids."

Zhou Wenjun's words startled Mo Weichen, and he quickly opened the door and whispered, "Zhou Wenjun, don't mess around."

He didn't believe that Zhou Wenjun would dare to attack him, the Chief Inspector, but he was afraid that Zhou Wenjun would make some noise and scare his family.

"Don't worry, Sir Mo, I am a law-abiding citizen, just like you, Sir."

Zhou Wenjun smiled slightly and said meaningfully.

"What do you mean?"

Hearing Zhou Wenjun's words, Mo Weichen frowned slightly.

"Sir Mo, you'd better explain a few things to your family first, so that they won't worry."

Zhou Wenjun looked behind Mo Weichen and saw Mrs. Mo, who was looking at Mo Weichen with a worried look on her face, and said with a smile.

"Honey, it's okay. I'm just chatting with an old friend. You can take care of our daughter first."

After hearing what Zhou Wenjun said, Mo Weichen quickly turned around and explained to his wife, then closed the door and shouted at Zhou Wenjun in a low voice: "Zhou Wenjun, what on earth are you trying to do?"

"Mr. Mo, what you did in Central this morning was great, but I wonder if your colleagues think so too?"

Zhou Wenjun looked at Mo Weichen and said with a smile.

Hearing Zhou Wenjun's words, Mo Weichen was like being struck by lightning and stood there in a daze.

Ten seconds later, he came back to his senses, looked at Zhou Wenjun with a complicated expression, and said, "Zhou Wenjun, I don't know what you are talking about."

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The smile on Zhou Wenjun's face remained unchanged, but Mo Weichen felt like a clown standing in front of Zhou Wenjun.

"Zhou Wenjun, what do you want to do?"

Mo Weichen took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and spoke slowly.

Zhou Wenjun did not speak, but handed a small bag in his hand to Mo Weichen, and said with a smile: "Sir Mo, I am a man of great loyalty. If you become my brother, you will be rich and prosperous for the rest of your life."

Mo Weichen subconsciously took the small bag that Zhou Wenjun handed to him. After unzipping it, several stacks of red hunchbacks appeared in his sight.

At the same time, Zhou Wenjun's words also reached his ears: "Sir Mo, accept the money and be my brother, or don't accept the money and don't be my brother, it's your choice."

Hearing Zhou Wenjun's words, Mo Weichen's eyes changed suddenly. He knew that if he accepted the money, he would become Zhou Wenjun's subordinate and work for Zhou Wenjun from then on.

As a chief inspector, Mo Weichen certainly didn't want to work for a dwarf mule, but he knew better that if he didn't accept Zhou Wenjun's money, what awaited him would be the iron bed in Stanley Prison.

Zhou Wenjun seemed to have given him a choice, but in fact, Mo Weichen had no choice at all.

Thinking of this, Mo Weichen looked at Zhou Wenjun. There was no longer the condescending look on his face that he had when he interrogated Zhou Wenjun before. Instead, there was only helplessness and submission.

"Brother Jun, I've accepted your money."

Mo Weichen used all his strength to say this.

"Sir Mo, cheer up. I've said before that I will never say anything bad to my own people. You can rest assured."

Zhou Wenjun smiled.

"Thank you, Jun."