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

Huang Zhicheng ignored Xu Yuanjun, opened the door of the interrogation room and walked out.

"Mr. Huang, did this guy come up with something new?"

As soon as Huang Zhicheng walked out of the interrogation room, an inspector from the serious crime team came up to him and asked.

"These retired soldiers from the mainland are very tough, but he still revealed his flaws."

Huang Zhicheng said lightly.

"Mr. Huang, what's the flaw?"

The inspector asked.

"The cheapest Glock 17 pistol on the black market costs dollars. This guy was only paid dollars to kill Guan Zai Sen. How could he spend at least dollars to buy a gun?"

Huang Zhicheng said slowly.

"Could it be his own gun?"

The inspector asked subconsciously.

"No way. The Glock 17 is not powerful enough. Even the big guys wouldn't use this kind of gun. If he wants to use it, he either has to buy it or..."

"Or his employer gave it to him!"

Before Huang Zhicheng finished speaking, the inspector replied excitedly.

"Go check that Glock 17."

Huang Zhicheng said lightly.

"Yes, sir!"

The inspector immediately replied.

Huang Zhicheng felt that he had found the flaw, but he didn't know that there is an old saying that goes "too clever by half."

"Thump, thump, thump..."

At this time, the sound of footsteps coming from far away came into Huang Zhicheng's ears.

"Mr. Huang, Mr. Qian asked me to inform you that Zhou Wenjun has been brought back to our serious crime unit office."

The female clerk from the serious crime squad walked up to Huang Zhicheng and spoke.

"Okay, I'll go meet this policeman Jun."

Huang Zhicheng smiled slightly and spoke slowly.

【023】Sorry, sir, I don’t understand foreign language

190 Argyle Street, Ho Man Tin, Hong Kong Island.

The Kowloon West Regional Crime Unit Office of the Hong Kong Police Force.

"Name?"

"Zhou Wenjun."

"gender?"

"Wow, sir, no way, are you really taking notes like in the TV series? That's not how our instructors taught us before!"

Zhou Wenjun expressed his doubts about the professionalism of Qian Jialiang, the inspector of the serious crime squad.

"Sir, you answer whatever he asks. Understand?"

Qian Jialiang stared at Zhou Wenjun and shouted.

"Sorry, sir, I don't understand foreign language."

Zhou Wenjun replied with a smile.

"Fuck your mother, Policeman Jun, you look like this, no one can tell that you have received professional training from the police force!"

Qian Jialiang glared at Zhou Wenjun and said angrily.

"So, I am now a policeman, not a policeman, sir."

Zhou Wenjun shrugged and replied with a smile.

"Policeman Jun, the big guy you hired has confessed. You paid him to kill Guan Zai Sen. Guess, if our police force spreads this news, will you and the people from Liansheng let you go?"

"You are betraying your teacher and ancestors, Cha Laojun!"

Qian Jialiang leaned close to Zhou Wenjun and whispered. While speaking, his eyes were fixed on Zhou Wenjun, trying to find some clues.

"Hey, Mr. Qian, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. If there's no evidence, believe it or not, I'll spend all my money to hire a foreign lawyer to sue you until you take off your clothes."

When Zhou Wenjun heard Qian Jialiang's words, his eyes narrowed and his whole aura suddenly changed. Qian Jialiang was so frightened that he couldn't help but step back a few feet.

However, although Qian Jialiang was a little annoyed because he was frightened by Zhou Wenjun, he did not find anything unusual in Zhou Wenjun's reaction.

"Who is so flattering that he wants us police officers to take off our clothes?"

At this time, a middle-aged man's voice came from behind Zhou Wenjun. Zhou Wenjun turned his head and saw a middle-aged man wearing a dark suit and looking a little haggard walking towards him.

"Sir Huang!"

When Zhou Wenjun heard Qian Jialiang's address to the middle-aged man, he immediately realized that this man must be Huang Zhicheng, the superintendent of the serious crime squad, also the one in Infernal Affairs.

I just don’t know why Han Chen didn’t kill Huang Zhicheng, but instead killed Lin Zhanchao first.

"Policeman Jun, pour liu8-㈥零7@三8

Huang Zhicheng walked up to Zhou Wenjun and introduced himself to him first.

"Mr. Huang, you are so polite. Do you have any tea?"

Zhou Wenjun said to Huang Zhicheng with a smile.

"Mr. Qian, go make a cup of tea."

Huang Zhicheng gave Qian Jialiang an instruction and then sat in the seat where Qian Jialiang had sat before.

He did not rush to speak, but looked at Zhou Wenjun carefully first.

"Mr. Huang, you don't have any special fetishes, right? If you do, it's okay. Lao Ding has a few handsome men under him. I can help you with the money."

Zhou Wenjun felt a little frightened by Huang Zhicheng's look and spoke quickly.

"Cha Laojun, don't get me wrong. I'm just thinking, if you hadn't been admitted to the police academy, but instead been admitted to the TVB artist training class, you would probably be famous all over Hong Kong Island now."

Huang Zhicheng didn't get angry when he heard Zhou Wenjun's words, but replied with a smile.

"When I was young, I wanted to be a police officer to serve the public. But it doesn't matter. I am still serving the public now. It's good to help the public vent their emotions."

Zhou Wenjun said with a smile.

"Are you interested in being an informant for our police force?"

Huang Zhicheng asked suddenly.

"..."

"Mr. Huang, are you kidding me?"

Hearing Huang Zhicheng's words, Zhou Wenjun's eyes froze, he was slightly stunned, and asked in surprise.

"Then just take me as a joke."

Huang Zhicheng said calmly, and then, without waiting for Zhou Wenjun to speak, Huang Zhicheng continued: "Police officer Jun, the suspect's confession is very unfavorable to you. I'm telling you the truth. Although I can't convict you with just the confession, you are a gangster. If this news gets out, you should know what the consequences will be."

"Mr. Huang, what do you want to say?"

Zhou Wenjun controlled every muscle in his face and brought his performance to perfection.

"It's nothing, Policeman Jun, just stay with us for 48 hours."

Huang Zhicheng smiled slightly, then stood up, turned around and said to Qian Jialiang who was walking towards him with a cup of tea, "Mr. Qian, go through the formalities for Cha Laojun. You are not allowed to sign the bail without my approval."

After saying this, Huang Zhicheng walked straight to his office.

"Yes, sir!"

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Huang Zhicheng returned to the office, picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"I am Huang Zhicheng."

After the call was connected, Huang Zhicheng spoke.

"Mr. Huang, what can I do for you?"

A man's voice came from the receiver.

"Spread the word that Zhou Wenjun is suspected of hiring someone to kill Guan Zaisen."

Huang Zhicheng said lightly.

"clear."

After hearing the man's answer, Huang Zhicheng hung up the phone. Then, he tapped the tabletop with his right index finger and muttered to himself, "Cha Laojun, if someone wants to frame you, they will definitely jump out to cause trouble after hearing this news..."

On the other side, inside an apartment building in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Gao Jin, dressed in a suit and with his hair slicked back, looked even more white-collar than a young white-collar worker. He took the elevator to the seventh floor of the building.

"Ding dong... ding dong..."

Gao Jin rang the doorbell.

A minute later, the door opened a little, and a woman's voice came from the crack: "Who are you looking for?"

"Sorry to bother you, I'm looking for Mr. Liu Jianming Liu."

Gao Jin had a 'warm' smile on his face.

"What do you want from him?"

Obviously, the woman was cautious.

"It's like this. I made an appointment with Liu Sir. I have something I want to hand over to him in person. He asked me to come here to see him today."

Gao Jin looked "sincere".

"I'm sorry, he's at work. You can either come back in the evening or go directly to the Kowloon West Regional Headquarters of the police force to find him."

The woman still said with some doubt.

"Well, please call Sir Liu and tell him that the person he had an appointment with yesterday afternoon is here to see him now."

Gao Jin replied with a smile.

"Okay, wait a moment."

When the woman heard Gao Jin's words, she finally nodded and closed the door.

A few minutes later.

The door was opened again, but this time it was no longer just a crack, but completely open.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were Jianming's colleague. Come in and sit down."

The woman looked at Gao Jin with an apologetic look and said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter."

Of course Gao Jin didn't explain and just followed the woman into her house.

"Please wait a moment, Jianming will be back soon."

Womanyuefeiqun5930>2190>9 said to Gao Jin with a smile.

"It doesn't matter, sister-in-law, go and do your work, don't worry about me."

Obviously, Gao Jin's acting skills are also very good.

More than ten minutes later, the door of Liu Jianming's house was opened. Gao Jin looked up and happened to meet Liu Jianming's eyes.

"Jianming, you're back. Your colleagues have been waiting for a long time."

The woman, Liu Jianming's wife Mary, smiled and said to Liu Jianming who was standing at the door.

"Hehe, there's been so much going on at the police station lately that I forgot I had an appointment."

Liu Jianming first explained to Mary with a smile, then looked at Gao Jin and said with a smile: "Come out and talk."