Crossing Hong Kong to be a police officer, but the system is wrong

Office of Chief Superintendent Gong Jiapu at CIB headquarters.

Gong Jiapei listened to Song Shijie's report with a serious expression.

"Jet, the kidnappers are armed. Do you want me to contact the SDU for support?"

The police force stipulates that the dispatch of the SDU must be approved by the department head and the SDU deputy director for assistance.

"Not for now. The situation is unclear. I have already rushed over. My colleagues from the paparazzi are also trying to track the target vehicle near it. Now half of the West Kowloon gangs are keeping an eye on Hou Wenhua and his gang. We are short of manpower. I am requesting the Hit Team to go out."

As Song Shijie got into the small Honda, he gestured to the other CIB guys to drive another field vehicle to follow the operation.

There is no other way, saving lives is like putting out a fire. If a car chase really happens, the Honda I drive (referring to TYPE R EP3) will definitely be more powerful.

"Okay, I'll have the Hit Team go immediately and cooperate with you. The safety of the hostages is our top priority."

CIB's Hit Team, the legendary secret weapon, is well-equipped and as powerful as the SDU. They will not take action easily, and will hide their achievements and fame after taking action. This time, the situation is urgent, and Gong Jiapei agrees to let the Hit Team take action.

Strictly speaking, Song Shijie once again reported to Gong Jiapei bypassing Hong Peiji, but saving people was more important, so neither side mentioned it.

Hong Peiji: Are you polite?

……

At the same time, the Sanyang clan members met.

Hou Wenhua smiled and invited the three big guys, Yunding, Fitrong and Caishen, to take their seats. On the table was a charcoal stove that had been lit, and a clay pot on the stove, with the soup already boiling. The surroundings were filled with top-quality ingredients.

"You three, we're all old friends, so don't be polite. I know you like hot pot. Lobster, grouper, geoduck, and beef. Well, it's yellow beef. I don't like the old Wagyu beef. Don't be polite. They're all fresh. Let's eat and chat."

Hou Wenhua turned into a food show host, eating hot pot and drinking wine. Only four big guys were qualified to sit down, and even Hou Wenhui, Shapi and other leaders could only sit at another table. The other little brothers stood guard around, swallowing their saliva.

The foodie God of Wealth didn't hesitate to pick up the chopsticks and started eating with Fitrong. Genting, who was still bandaged, had to bear the pain and sit down with the help of his younger brothers.

After Yang Qidong's shooting last night, Caishen and Fitrong witnessed Hou Wenhua's madness and have secretly agreed that as long as Hou Wenhua's demands are not excessive, they might as well agree to him first. He is a gang member who only wants money, and there is no need to provoke a madman who dares to touch the next in command.

Yunding was shot twice and thought he was dead. Later, the doctor at the black market hospital said that the bullets did not hit any vital parts or bones, and he would be fine after the bullets were removed and he rested. Only then did he feel relieved.

He wanted to embarrass Hou Wenhua tonight, but he felt a little timid. He felt conflicted and had no appetite.

Yang Qidong had already noticed that Hou Wenying was absent, and he immediately realized that something was wrong. However, he could not contact Song Shijie in public. After all, he had just handed in his pledge of allegiance last night, and he was still trying to find a way to "get promoted." He must not arouse the suspicion of Hou Wenhua and Shapi at this time.

……

19:35 pm, in a remote place.

By tracking the black van through road surveillance and locking Genting’s wife’s mobile phone (the SIM card can be located even after it is turned off, unless the battery is removed), the two were combined to finally locate this place.

Song Shijie, a group of CIB paparazzi, and the action team have already met up with the Hit Team.

Several kidnappers had gotten out of the car and started digging a hole in the ground.

Song Shijie knew that this kidnapping was most likely instigated by Hou Wenhua, and the target was obviously not money. He would probably kill the hostages if the negotiations with Genting broke down.

After letting the paparazzi evacuate as usual, Song Shijie put down the binoculars and began to deploy the rescue operation.

"I am Song Shijie, the on-site commander. The target criminals are five people, all wearing black hoods and holding guns, holding a Chinese woman and a 5-year-old boy hostage..."

After a pause, Song Shijie ordered several fully armed members of the Hit Team to quietly approach the van.

A group of well-trained team members maintained a tactical formation and approached the target. When they reached a distance where they could launch an attack, the captain gestured to ask whether to take action.

"Ensure the safety of the hostages and try to keep them alive. Action!"

Several members of the Hit Team armed with HK MP5SFA2 submachine guns rushed out like cheetahs upon receiving the order!

"Da da da!"

"Ah, it hurts!"

"Boss, there's a messenger..."

"Police, you are ordered to surrender immediately!"

Elite troops VS mob, the outcome is no surprise.

Before Hou Wenying, who had taken off half of his mask and was smoking in the car, could react and raise his gun for a final stand, the cold muzzle of the gun was already against his head.

"Sir, three gangsters were killed, one was seriously injured, one was captured alive, and the hostages were rescued safely. Please give instructions!" The captain of the Hit Team reported the results of the battle.

Song Shijie led several CIB team members to the van and first arranged for his female police officers to pull Yunding mother and son away from the van.

"Well done! You guys, control the criminals, call forensics, and call an ambulance."

"Sir Gong, the hostages were successfully rescued!"

Song Shijie called Gong Jiapei first.

"Okay, once the other guys notice, let the Hit Team evacuate. Has the mastermind been caught?"

Gong Jiapei was also very satisfied when he heard that the hostages were successfully rescued. Although in theory, rescuing hostages should be handled by serious crimes and is not the main business of their CIB, as long as their men catch the hostages, the case will be credited to CIB. In the police force, as long as you are strong enough, it is a skill to be able to seize a case. They are all serving the general public.

"Caught him alive."

Song Shijie took off Hou Wenying's mask and pointed his SIG P250 at him in the car, who looked livid. "Mr. Hou, what a coincidence. You're here enjoying the mountain breeze so late at night?"

……

At 20:45 in the evening, Sanyang clan meeting.

After eating and drinking, Hou Wenhua invited the three bosses to sit down in the inner room and started to talk about business.

He knew that there were a lot of police on standby outside, but he was not panicked at all. With the guidance of an expert, the clan association had already installed anti-eavesdropping jammers. Even if these three big guys became informants for the police and had eavesdropping devices on them, they would not be able to work properly.

"Times are different now. In the past, gangs fought and killed each other just for some big stalls (du stalls), pink stalls, and nightclubs. How much are these worth?"

Hou Wenhua took out a box of cigars, cut them with a cigar cutter, lit them with a big match and handed them to Yunding and the others.

The three big guys didn't say anything and just watched Hou Wenhua perform.

"Now foreign countries are all pursuing corporatization and groupization. I am confident that as long as the four of us unite, other companies in Hong Kong will not be able to play with us. We will set the rules in the future. Moreover, with less fighting, public security will be better, the police will feel at ease, and the citizens will feel at ease. We are contributing to the prosperity of Hong Kong as a whole."

When he said the last sentence, Hou Wenhua laughed out loud, as if he was very humorous.