Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 531 The word two hundred and five is tailor-made for you

This news video directly reproduced the situation at that time.

"Don't kill me, I surrender, surrender!"

I don't know if it was because the distance was too close, or because Zhao Ling begged for mercy too loudly, he knelt on the ground, and the voice of begging for mercy loudly to Liu Yiyuan rang clearly in the hall through the TV.

"Bad guy!"

Qiu Xiong was not at the scene of the crime today, so he didn't know the actual situation at the scene: "A bad guy, kneeling down and begging for mercy in front of the robbers? It's simply embarrassing."

Say something.

Although Qiu Xiong was very high-profile in the past, he also held grudges.

But in this situation.

He asked himself that he was still so spineless.

"Wow! No way."

Song Zijie looked at the picture on the TV, and immediately complained: "Are these reporters and the media going so fast now? We have just finished returning to the police station, and the news is already flying all over the sky without our buttocks getting hot?"

This is Song Zijie's fault.

"Didn't you find out?"

Azu glanced sideways at the news screen, with disdain and contempt on his face: "When Zhao Ling rushed to the street, he not only brought people to pull people, but also specially called reporters, probably because he wanted to film him catching robbers The heroic posture."

He snorted coldly, with a schadenfreude look on his face: "It's all right now, let's shoot myself in the foot, and the reporter took the scene of him throwing himself into the street to make a fool of himself, wait for death."

The spread of this kind of news basically announced the "death sentence" of Zhao Ling's police force career.

It was Zhao Ling's act of taking reporters to arrest the scene that made his embarrassing scene quickly spread throughout Hong Kong Island.

In the news screen.

The reporter's dubbing was also filled with righteous indignation, full of strong questions.

These days, there is no real-time barrage function.

otherwise.

At this moment, the screen must be filled with a series of barrages spitting sweetly at Zhao Ling.

Mo Sir did not stop everyone from talking, but his eyes stayed on Zhong Wenze, as if he was waiting for him to speak.

"How to say?"

Zhong Wenze smiled and shook his head, took out the cigarette in his pocket, pinched his index finger and thumb up, and rubbed the cigarette butt up and down on the cigarette case: "Mo Sir seems to have something to say."

"Yes."

Mo Sir took a deep breath: "I have read this piece of news myself, but there are two trends within the police force."

"Ah."

Zhong Wenze nodded when he heard the words, and he had already guessed: "Zhao Ling poured dirty water on us?"

"Yes."

Mo Sir followed suit and nodded: "According to his description, originally he had the opportunity to directly shoot Liu Yiyuan and the others on the scene, but because of you, he missed it. As for the matter of him kneeling down and begging for mercy, he kept his mouth shut." Don't talk about it."

Paused.

He added again: "You also know that once a person makes a mistake, he must be the first to push the responsibility to others."

"Grass!"

When Azu heard this, he immediately burst into foul language: "Zhao Ling is dead on the street. We haven't said that he betrayed us and caused us to be bombed by grenades. If it wasn't for Brother Ze's quick reaction, both of us would have died in the car." Pounce on the street."

"Is that Zhao Ling?!"

Qiu Xiong directly took a step forward, cursing: "I have long disliked him. If he does this, I will beat him to death."

"so what?"

Zhong Wenze was calm, and Zhao Ling's retaliation was also expected by him. His wrong command caused so many casualties. If he didn't push the responsibility to himself, he might be dismissed on the spot.

"so."

Zhong Wenze took a puff of his cigarette, and the cigarette made the sound of burning tobacco: "Is there anything you want to inform us, Sir?"

"I have nothing to say."

Mo Sir tapped his finger on the desktop: "After you three go down, write me a detailed case report, and I will submit it later."

"There must be no problem on our side."

He smiled and shook his head: "If we can't settle this matter, then we don't need to take you with us."

"That's right."

Song Zijie nodded in satisfaction after hearing the words.

If Mo Sir and the others don't take the initiative to solve this matter, it will be too disappointing.

"but."

Mo Sir paused at this point, and changed the topic: "I called you over mainly to say something to Ze."

He took a step forward: "In the reception room next door, Police Superintendent Zhao from Yuen Long District brought Zhao Ling, and he has been waiting there for a long time, saying that he needs to meet you in person and chat with you."

"what?"

Zhong Wenze paused when he heard the words, waved his hands and said, "I don't dare to talk to him as a superintendent, you just refuse him for me."

Needless to say.

Superintendent Zhao came to look for him at this juncture, it must be because of Zhao Ling's affairs.

after all.

Zhao Ling, who is on the street, is a relative of Superintendent Zhao.

How could he just watch Zhao Ling take the greatest responsibility like this.

but.

Zhong Wenze is not interested in playing with them.

"Go and meet him."

Mo Sir thought for a while, and said truthfully: "Actually, we really wanted to reject him, but there was a letter from Sir Zhuang, saying that the new assistant director had greeted him and said that he would let you meet him in person. Superintendent Zhao, give me a chance to speak."

"what?"

Zhong Wenze responded when he heard the words.

"However."

Sir Mo looked at Zhong Wenze meaningfully, and added again: "Sir Zhuang means that you can do what you want, Ze, the reason why I want to ask you is mainly because of the newly appointed assistant director. "

"You also know that within the police force, the upper level also has a way of dealing with the upper level."

"Sir Zhuang said that he doesn't guarantee how things will turn out. He only gives Police Superintendent Zhao and the others a chance to meet you. Go and meet them and deal with it."

Speaking of it.

Everyone understood what was going on.

"Um"

Zhong Wenze took a puff of a cigarette, pondered for a while, then nodded and agreed: "That's fine, I'll go and have a look."

to be frank.

Zhong Wenze is quite satisfied with the attitude of Mo Si and Zhuang Sir.

The decision on this matter was with Zhong Wenze, and they didn't agree to it for Zhong Wenze, but came to ask for Zhong Wenze's opinion. Relatively speaking, it was not disgusting.

"Go."

Mo Sir heaved a sigh of relief, reached out and patted Zhong Wenze's shoulder: "Sir Zhuang asked me to bring you a sentence: He asked me to thank you for him."

"Ha ha."

Zhong Wenze shook his head with a smile: "Okay, you guys already guessed that I would agree, so why not just ask me."

"Hahaha"

Mo Sir raised his head and laughed loudly: "You have to ask for your permission, Azer, you are our core figure now."

"Row."

Zhong Wenze stopped talking nonsense. After smoking, he went back to the office and wrote a detailed case report and submitted it. After an hour or so passed, Superintendent Zhao and the others were almost left alone, but Zhong Wenze didn't hold back anymore. , turned around and walked to the reception room over there.

in the reception room.

Superintendent Zhao's face was a little ugly, and he sat on the sofa without saying a word.

next to.

It was Zhao Ling who was simply bandaged.

After Zhao Ling left the scene of the crime, he immediately found Superintendent Zhao and told him about the situation.

He didn't dare to delay such a big matter, and said what he had to say.

"Uncle, can you say this is okay?"

Zhao Ling sat on the side with his head downcast, the cigarette in his hand never broken: "How long has it been since Zhong Wenze and the others have been back? Why haven't they come to see us?"

"Shut up Laozi!"

Superintendent Zhao scolded angrily: "As long as you fight for a little bit, I am a dignified superintendent, and I can't afford to go all the way from Yuen Long to Saigon to sit on the bench."

At this moment.

Superintendent Zhao really had an evil fire in his heart that didn't vent.

Anyway, I am also a dignified figure of the superintendent level. Although I usually bow my head and smile with a smile in front of the ghosts, but when I am not in front of the ghosts, I am the biggest one in the Yuen Long Police Station. How many people usually line up? The team just wanted to see him and have a few words with him.

it's good now.

When he came to Saigon, he had to wait obediently to see a little inspector. When had he been so angry.

Unfortunately, he really has nothing to do.

Who made me come here to ask for help now?

"uncle."

Zhao Ling couldn't hold back anymore, and anxiously snuffed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray: "Do you think Zhong Wenze will see us or not? If you don't want to, just pull it down."

"I told you to shut up!"

Superintendent Zhao yelled angrily again, and tugged at his collar a little irritably: "Now you know it's difficult to ask for help? Do you know the pain? If you can do something serious, I won't be so passive now."

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and he pointed at Zhao Ling's nose and cursed: "You said you too, a bad boy, and brought so many people to the scene, plus those action teams equipped with micro punches, there were more than 20 people Bar?"

The back of his right hand kept patting the palm of his left hand: "Not only did Liu Yiyuan not be caught, but he was killed and killed. Nearly half of the people were killed or wounded. How did you command at the scene? Where is your brain?"

"The most important thing is that you are still kneeling and begging for mercy to a robber in front of the media camera. Do you have any fucking brains?"

Superintendent Zhao didn't get angry when he said this, his nose was almost crooked: "Do you think you are missing something in your mind? Are you pretending to be shit?!"

"As long as you have a little bit of brains, it's fine if you can't beat yourself. You know that there is a camera behind you. When Liu Yiyuan and the others are leaving, you don't know how to hide in a corner and pretend you didn't see it. Isn't that all right?"

Talk about it.

His anger has been dissipating all the time: "If you have to block the way for others to leave like an idiot, who will they hit you if they don't shoot you?"

"I found out that you just have no brains, no ability and no brains, and you are nothing!"

"I now realize that the word two hundred and five is really tailor-made for you."

Superintendent Zhao is really depressed now.

How could I have such a brainless nephew?

If you can't beat it, just hide.

It's so chaotic now, who the hell is going to keep an eye on you.

I have to be as scared as a two hundred and five on the way others leave, isn't this just looking for a fight?

"Look at Zhong Wenze again!"

Police Superintendent Zhao looked like he hated iron for being weak: "Why do people know how to take people there to stay there? You are like a two hundred and five and you take people to rush over there, lest Liu Yiyuan and his group of desperadoes can't find you ah?"

"More than 20 people, with such a high combat effectiveness, were killed to pieces!"

"Eh!"

He sighed heavily: "With such a good hand, you played it poorly. If I knew about this case, I wouldn't let you go. It's embarrassing!"

"Then you can't blame me!"

Zhao Ling was aggrieved, and tried to explain: "Liu Yiyuan's gang of robbers are really too strong in fighting power, they are all desperate, holding AKs and shooting wildly there, if I didn't react quickly, I would be the first to pounce on them." Street."

"You still have the face to talk!"

Superintendent Zhao was completely anxious, and slapped Zhao Ling on the forehead: "He has strong fighting power? Then why can Zhong Wenze do it? Why did he bring back all Liu Yiyuan and his group? He paid back all of them. Well, none of the people under him were injured or injured, only a few minor injuries."

"I think you just don't cry when you don't see the coffin, you're a dead duck all day long."

"I"

Zhao Ling was completely speechless, unable to refute.

a time.

He could only sit tremblingly in front of Superintendent Zhao, feeling his saliva flying, slapping and splashing on his face, not daring to show his breath, and honestly teaching him a lesson.

He was instructed by Superintendent Zhao.

It was only then that Zhao Ling suddenly came to his senses, and his bowels were almost turning green with regret.

Yes.

Why did I lack a string at that time?
Just find a car and drive to the back, wouldn't it be good to hand over the scene to Zhong Wenze, then wouldn't I just have nothing to do?
"Forget it."

Superintendent Zhao looked at Zhao Ling's pitiful look, and had no interest in talking any further, and said angrily, "If he didn't see you, he would have driven you away long ago, and kept you here for supper ? They are trying to show their power, so just wait."

The office fell silent for a while.

At this time, Zhong Wenze opened the door and walked in.

Azu came in after him, and opened the door completely.

"Hey, isn't this Superintendent Zhao?"

Zhong Wenze strode towards Superintendent Zhao, walked towards Superintendent Zhao, accelerated his pace a little, and when he came to Superintendent Zhao, he stood at attention and saluted: "Inspector Zhong Wenze Zhong of Saigon Police Station sends his greetings to Superintendent Zhao! "

"Hey hey!"

Superintendent Zhao looked at the serious Zhong Wenze, and knew that this matter was not so easy to solve, but he still put on a smile, and pressed Zhong Wenze's hand with enthusiasm: "What did Zhong Sir say? For you, superintendent or not, we are all colleagues, colleagues."

"I was just talking about it again, let my incompetent nephew learn more from Sir Zhong."

talking.

He kicked Zhao Ling's calf and signaled him to get up: "Zhao Ling, hurry up and say hello to Sir Zhong."

(End of this chapter)