Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 138
Huansha Apartment.

"This"

When Mo Sir and Song Zijie rushed here, they were relatively speechless for a while, looking at the corridor where the picture was too mosaic.

They didn't feel sorry for the death of Dadong and the others. This kind of person who had countless blood stains on his hands deserved to die.

They were surprised that the scene was so intense.

Both of them are veterans. The bullet holes on the wall and the explosion traces on the scene can all imagine the scene at that time.

How did Zhong Wenze beat them down without losing a single soldier or general?

The two began to clean up the scene, carefully inspecting the situation on the scene, trying to find out the situation on the scene before the big troops arrived, and get rid of all traces related to Zhong Wenze by the way.

With the understanding of the scene.

The two looked at each other again, and then the macho fell silent.

"This"

Mo Sir took out a cigarette and lit one for himself: "I still wanted to help Aze finish the work, but this kid, the on-site handling is too professional."

"I don't think we should worry about him."

Song Zijie suddenly felt a sense of defeat.

Ever since he found out Zhong Wenze's identity, he has been secretly comparing himself with him.

But with a deeper understanding.

He realized that maybe he couldn't compare to Zhong Wenze, and he suddenly understood why Mo Sir liked him so much.

"Let's study the poison gas smoke bombs in the room."

Mo Sir took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, walked in with a frown, stepped on a "smoke bomb" that was still emitting smoke, and took it out: "What the hell is this thing?"

When the two first arrived here, they once seriously doubted whether Zhong Wenze got a biochemical weapon from somewhere.

Song Zijie took the "smoke bomb" and peeled off the outer layer of paper bag. Pieces of broken plastic inside fell to the ground. He bent down to pick it up: "This is...plastic?!"

"It shouldn't be."

Mo Sir shook his head: "It doesn't smell like plastic at all."

Song Zijie held the plastic under his nose and smelled it, curled his lips and shrugged his nose: "Ping-pong?" He frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly remembered something.

"This kid, Aze, is too talented!"

Song Zijie couldn't help sighing sincerely, looked at Mo Sir who was still puzzled, and explained: "Ping-pong balls are made of nitrocellulose, and if they are not completely burned, huge smoke will be produced, which will definitely cause extreme irritation. toxic odor."

"Dadong's room is not big, and the ventilation effect of the windows is not very good. In such a small room, there was such a large amount of smoke all of a sudden. No wonder Dadong and the others couldn't hold it back, and they all died in the corridor."

"Tsk tsk..."

Mo Sir clicked his tongue and sighed, and suddenly understood why Zhong Wenze let himself turn on the siren to go around outside at night, in order to create pressure for Dadong and the others, and force them to leave the room under environmental and psychological pressure. .

this man...

"Aze's brain is definitely enough!"

Mo Sir grinned, at this moment he was very happy, feeling like he had picked up a baby.

soon.

The troops who received the news from Mo Sir rushed over and quickly took over the scene. The members of the joint investigation team also arrived soon, and gave Dadong and his party a strict rectification to confirm that they were correct. chicken.

The robbery of the first generation of flag soldiers on Hong Kong Island that shocked Hong Kong Island back then has come to an end today, three years later.

Mo Sir is undoubtedly the biggest beneficiary of this case. In a short period of time, he received a lot of media interviews and publicity. Song Zijie followed him and gained a reputation.

It's just pity for Qiu Xiong, who worked hard all night, not only didn't get any credit, but even took a few ribs in for nothing.

Two days later.

The two meet again at the beach.

When Mo Sir arrived, Zhong Wenze had already arrived, and was sitting on the railing reading the newspaper. When he saw Mo Sir, he raised the newspaper in his hand: "Mo Sir has been very famous recently, and he is famous."

"Hahaha, you kid!"

Mo Sir raised his head and smiled, took out a cigarette, and insisted on lighting Zhong Wenze himself: "This time, it's all thanks to your kid. Do you know what the media have deified me and Zijie into? What kind of alarm? The team's strongest duo, what kind of inspector is not old, etc."

talking.

He reached out and patted Zhong Wenze's shoulder, and grabbed twice vigorously: "I knew it, you kid can always bring me surprises."

"Ah Ze, Ah Ze, you are simply my lucky general. Believe it or not, based on the credit you have brought to me so far, at least it will save me five years of messing around."

Mo Sir looked at Zhong Wenze with more eager eyes.

"I said, mutual."

Zhong Wenze didn't communicate too much on this topic, his brows were raised, and they knit together: "That night, why did you step on the brakes?"

The moment Zhong Wenze fired, if Mo Sir hadn't tapped the brake suddenly, then the shot would not hit Qiu Xiong's body armor on his chest, but his head.

Sensing Zhong Wenze's displeasure, Mo Sir spoke a little faster and explained: "Chou Xiong can die, but he must not die in front of me. He is very liked by a ghost above. If he dies that night If so, then I will surely be blamed."

"At least I will be convicted of being unfavorable for my guidance. After this, it will have a great impact on me. You know, this place is still the world of those ghosts."

Mo Sir spread his hands helplessly: "I hope you can understand my difficulties, but don't worry, as long as Qiu Xiong is still under my hands, I will definitely crush him to death. As long as he is not with me, then he You can die anywhere."

This is also a disguised way to reveal his position to Zhong Wenze, to clarify why he suddenly tapped the brakes that night.

"Okay, I see."

Zhong Wenze nodded, took out seven photos and handed them to him: "Is there any problem in arranging a reasonable and legal Hong Kong Island citizen status for these seven people?"

Mo Sir went through the seven photos one by one, and made sure that they were not wanted criminals, so he immediately promised: "It will take some time and it will be difficult, but it can definitely be done. If I have nothing to do with it, you don't have to." mess with me."

"it is good."

Zhong Wenze nodded: "These people are all undercover agents I developed inside, and they have full authority to obey my orders. I promised them, do you understand what I mean?"

"nature."

How could Mo Sir not understand Zhong Wenze's meaning: "Don't worry, I will record their identities, and I will definitely keep them safe, as long as they don't do anything out of the ordinary."

Moreover.

Zhong Wenze is his own person, so isn't his person also his own person?

"Row."

Zhong Wenze nodded, and briefly told him about his current task progress, and then drove away.

(End of this chapter)