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

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

Chen Yongren, with a decadent look on his face, was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling above his head in a daze.

Ever since he saw Huang Zhicheng die in front of him that day, he had completely suffered from insomnia. Even after taking sleeping pills and falling asleep, he still had no energy when he woke up. It was as if he had lost his spiritual support.

His boss A Qiang was nice to him. Seeing his condition, he let him rest at home for a few days and not start work for the time being.

Otherwise, with his appearance, he would have been found by Han Chen.

'Boom boom boom...'

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Chen Yongren lay on the bed motionless, as if he heard nothing.

“Bang!” “Bang!”

With a loud bang, the sound of a door panel falling to the ground came into Chen Yongren's ears.

However, Chen Yongren remained indifferent and continued to look at the ceiling with a numb expression.

"Hey, are you still alive?"

At this time, Chen Yongren heard a familiar voice. He turned his head and saw that Lin Zhanchao's undercover agent was standing at the door of his room looking at him.

Chen Yongren turned his head back and continued to look at the ceiling.

"So Mr. Huang is your superior?"

Zhou Wenjun walked up to Chen Yongren and asked.

"..."

Zhou Wenjun's answer was silence.

"I already know where Chief Inspector Lin Zhanchao has the thing in his hand. Do you have any way to pass the news back to the police station?"

Zhou Wenjun continued.

"..."

Chen Yongren remained silent.

"Hey, why are you pretending to be so profound here? Don't forget how Huang Sir died. Don't you want to help him get revenge? Let me tell you, I have never forgotten to avenge Lin Sir!"

周文俊一把将陈永仁 月费裙，59;san0#2@190&9 揪了起来，大声喝道。

At this moment, his acting skills were so real and fake that even an Oscar winner would have to admit defeat.

After hearing Zhou Wenjun's words, Chen Yongren finally showed a hint of anger on his face.

"Where exactly are you undercover?"

Chen Yongren turned his head to look at Zhou Wenjun and asked slowly.

"Okay, since it's come to this, I'll tell you. I'm an undercover agent under Lei Yaoyang, the East Star Thunder Tiger. The things that Lin Sir left behind may have fallen into Lei Yaoyang's hands, and Han Chen also knows about this. I'm sure he will send someone to deal with Lei Yaoyang soon."

Zhou Wenjun looked at Chen Yongren and said sincerely.

"Lei Yaoyang? How come he is connected with the people from Dongxing again?"

Chen Yongren asked with some confusion.

"Don't forget, Tung Sing has a gang of drug dealers, and they are also professional in dealing drugs, and Lei Yaoyang is in Tsim Sha Tsui."

Zhou Wenjun said slowly.

"What on earth is that thing in Lin Sir's hand?"

Chen Yongren continued to ask.

"To be honest, I don't know either."

Zhou Wenjun did not lie this time, he really didn't know, and he was just guessing whether this thing existed at the beginning. But from Han Chen's reaction, it can be seen that his guess was very accurate.

Hearing Zhou Wenjun's answer, Chen Yongren looked at Zhou Wenjun deeply, and then said: "Okay, I will find a way to notify the police."

"You should be careful. Huang Sir is dead, which means that besides Lin Guoping, there are also Han Chen's men in the police force, and their ranks are not low!"

Zhou Wenjun said to Chen Yongren with a serious face.

"I know, you should be careful too."

Chen Yongren looked at Zhou Wenjun deeply and said slowly.

"Ah."

After Zhou Wenjun said this, he turned and left.

Watching Zhou Wenjun's leaving back, Chen Yongren remained silent for a long time. Then he got out of bed, walked to the living room, picked up the phone, and dialed a number.

"Hey, who's that?"

A voice that Chen Yongren was very familiar with came from the receiver. It was his elder brother, Aqiang.

"Brother Qiang, it's me, A-Ren."

Chen Yongren replied.

"Aren, are you feeling better?"

Aqiang asked.

"better."

Chen Yongren replied.

"Come back to work as soon as you feel better. Damn it, I've been so busy these past few days."

Aqiang started to curse.

“好，强哥，我马 jiao瘤8#6>0_⒎Ⅲ吧0+4(5+ 上过去。”

After Chen Yongren said this, he hung up the phone.

Chen Yongren did not believe all of Zhou Wenjun's words. Since Huang Zhicheng died in front of him, he was now suspicious of someone.

Therefore, he planned to go to Han Chen in person to find out the situation. After confirming that Han Chen was indeed going to deal with Lei Yaoyang, he would find a way to send a message to the police station.

After all, Huang Zhicheng is dead, and he really doesn’t know how long he can live. Being in this hell, he can only be careful, careful, and careful again!

But Chen Yongren didn't know that his seemingly clever actions were all under Zhou Wenjun's control.

【056】This is the hell that Policeman Jun prepared for Lei Yaoyang and Han Chen (4)

【057】The gunfight in Tsim Sha Tsui, this night is destined to be restless (5)

Kowloon West Region, Crime Squad Office.

"Lishan, notify all inspectors to come to the conference room for a meeting."

Mo Wenlong said to Lishan immediately after returning to the serious crime team office.

"Okay, Sir Mo!"

Lishan nodded in response.

Afterwards, Mo Wenlong turned around and left the office and walked into the meeting room of the serious crime team next door.

After Superintendent Wong Chi-shing and Chief Inspector Lam Chin-chiu died in the line of duty, Senior Inspector Mok Man-lung was the highest commander of the Serious Crime Squad until new officers were dispatched from the top of the police force.

In fact, there was originally a senior inspector in the serious crime team, but unfortunately, that senior inspector was transferred to the headquarters half a month ago to take over as chief inspector. This was also the reason why Mo Wenlong was so busy before.

ten minutes later.

Qian Jialiang and seven other inspectors from the serious crime squad came to the conference room.

"Everyone, to make a long story short, I just received information that Han Chen..."

Mo Wenlong simply repeated to the inspector present what Chen Yongren had just said to him.

Then, he continued, "Our mission now is very simple, which is to keep an eye on Lei Yaoyang. If Han Chen attacks Lei Yaoyang, we will immediately take action to rescue Lei Yaoyang and bring him back to the police station to force him to hand over the evidence."

At this point, Mo Wenlong paused for a moment, then slowly said, "I believe that Lei Yaoyang will cooperate with our police force after facing life and death."

"What do you think?"

After explaining his plan, Mo Wenlong looked at the inspectors of the serious crime squad in front of him and asked.

"Sir Mo, is your source of information reliable?"

Qian Jialiang was the first to ask about the monthly fee.

"Sir Qian, the instructors at the police academy taught us to never doubt our own judgment. My judgment is that this intelligence is reliable."

Mo Wenlong did not directly answer Qian Jialiang's question, but also gave his own answer.

"Sir Mo, what is the code name of our operation?"

Another inspector asked.

"revenge!"

These two words burst out of Mo Wenlong's mouth.

Then he said, "Any other questions?"

"no!"

"Okay, from now on, the entire crime squad will work overtime. Everyone must move together, even if it's just to go to the bathroom. Do you understand?"

Mo Wenlong spoke slowly, word by word.

Although he did not completely believe Chen Yongren's words and did not report Lin Guoping to the Supervisory Office, in order to prevent the possibility that there really was a traitor in the serious crime squad, he still used this method to cut off the channels for the traitor to pass on the information.

"Mr. Mo, do you suspect there is a mole in our serious crime team?"

Qian Jialiang, who was impatient and quick-witted, asked subconsciously.

"I asked you guys, did you hear me clearly?"

Mo Wenlong shouted loudly, responding to Qian Jialiang's answer with action.

"Yes, sir!"

All the inspectors present shouted loudly.

"Dismiss the meeting and prepare for action."

Mo Wenlong said lightly.

At the same time, he secretly said in his heart: "Chen Yongren, don't let me down."

At the same time, in the same building as Mo Wenlong, in the office of O Journal.

"Ah Hu, is there any movement?"

Senior Inspector Ho Tung-sze of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau was talking on the phone with Ah Hu, his subordinate whom he had sent to keep an eye on Lei Yaoyang.

"Sir He, you don't have to wait an hour to talk to us. We will contact you as soon as we have any news."

On the other end of the phone, Ah Hu said helplessly.

Tailing was hard work in itself, but Ah Hu never expected that tailing Lei Yaoyang would be the hardest job of all. He was already almost annoyed to death by his boss, Ho Tung Sze.

"Fuck, I asked you if there was any news, why are you talking so much?"

Ho Tung-sze's face turned slightly red, but she still maintained her authority as a superior.

She was worried that Zhou Wenjun would really do it, and she was also worried that Lei Yaoyang would do it to Zhou Wenjun.

"Nothing happened, Mr. He."

Ah Hu said helplessly.

"Okay, okay, I won't talk to you anymore. Report to me immediately if anything happens."

Ho Tung Sze also knew that he had lost his composure and made his subordinates feel very uncomfortable, so he indirectly apologized to them.

"Don't worry, Mr. He, I will report it on time."

After saying this, Ah Hu hung up the phone.

"A call from a tomboy?"

After Ah Hu returned to the car, Ah He, who was sitting in the driver's seat, asked.

"Oh, what a gossip."