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

Chapter 197 Minister Liu: Xiao Song's ideas coincide with mine

Song Shijie briefly repeated Zhang Yijun's information to Jian Aowei.

"Ah Jet, send me the photo... No, let's video call, show me the photo!"

Jian Aowei immediately hung up the phone and made a video call.

When Jian Aowei saw the photo of Zhang Yijun on Song Shijie's phone, he became visibly excited.

"It's hard to explain over the phone, so come to my place right away."

After hanging up the video call, Song Shijie and Ou Yongen looked at each other.

They all knew in their hearts that judging from Jian Aowei's reaction just now, this Zhang Yijun might really be related to Ou Yongen.

"Brother Jie, if... I mean if... she is really my relative, but at the same time a terrorist, then... then what should I do?"

Ou Yongen held Song Shijie's hand tightly, her body trembling slightly, her face turned pale, and there was even a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

Song Shijie was also very troubled, but he did not show it in front of Ou Yongen.

He patted his girlfriend's hand gently and comforted her, "Let's go to Uncle Jian first and figure things out first... What's more... Forget it, there are some things I can't say for now. Anyway, this Zhang Yijun, at least didn't kill anyone at the scene tonight. The rest, we'll talk about it later."

The two locked the door, found a car in the garage and quickly drove away from the villa.

……

Half an hour later, at Jane Austen's mansion.

"Master, what's going on? Tell me quickly."

As soon as Ou Yongen entered the door, she grabbed Jian Aowei's hand and asked anxiously.

Jane Aowei was wearing a nightgown and was obviously ready to go to sleep.

"Uncle Jane, sorry to bother you."

Song Shijie greeted Jian Aowei slightly.

Jian Aowei nodded to Song Shijie, took Ou Yongen's hand, and said as he walked: "You two, come with me to the study."

The three of them slowly walked into Jian Aowei's slightly quaint study.

In the study, solid wooden bookshelves are neatly arranged, filled with various large volumes related to law. These books seem to bear witness to the owner's deep cultivation and accumulation in the legal field over the years.

However, at this moment, Song Shijie and Ou Yongen's attention was focused on a slightly yellowed photo in the middle of the desk.

Jian Aowei picked up the photo and gently handed it to Ou Yongen.

The photo shows three adults and a little girl who looks no more than three years old.

One of the tall men could be vaguely identified as the young Jane Aowei.

Ou Yongen touched the photo with her fingers, tears welling up in her eyes, and murmured, "Brother Jie, this is my dad, and this is my mom."

Song Shijie knew that Ou Yongen's biological parents died in a car accident when she was six years old, so he never mentioned these things in front of her, for fear of bringing up her sad memories.

At this moment, he hugged Ou Yongen's shoulders tightly and said nothing.

After a while, Ou Yongen pointed at the little girl in the photo and said, "This girl really looks like me when I was a child, but I have no recollection of ever taking a photo like this. Godfather, could she be..."

Jian Aowei sat down on the desk, acquiesced for a moment, and then nodded: "Bella, actually, you have a biological sister, her name is Ou Yongxi..."

As Jian Aowei told the story, the two finally understood the truth of the matter.

Ou Yongen's biological parents gave birth to Ou Yongxi, and the family of three lived a happy life.

But tragedy happened when Ou Yongxi was three years old. One time, her mother, who was already pregnant with a new life, took the little girl to the park to play. Because the crowds were too dense, she accidentally lost her daughter!

It was the mid-1980s, the most chaotic period for Hong Kong's public security under the rule of foreigners.

Even though Ou Yongxi's parents and godfather are both young talents in the legal field, and have mobilized all the forces they can, they still cannot find any trace of the little girl.

I don’t know whether it was fortunate or unfortunate, but the mother who lost her child suffered from a disease similar to post-traumatic stress disorder due to excessive grief, and subconsciously erased the memory from her mind.

(Anti-argument tip: the author is not sure whether such symptoms exist in reality. Professionals, please treat it as a plot requirement.)

Since then, the name Ou Yongxi has become a taboo among the couple and their acquaintances such as Jian Aowei.

It was not until Ou Yongen was born that a smile returned to that mother's face.

……

After listening to Jian Aowei's narration of this forgotten past, Ou Yongen lay in Song Shijie's arms, crying her heart out.

Song Shijie was even more troubled. His age, 26-27 years old, matched Zhang Yijun's information...

"Jet, can you tell me more detailed information about Zhang Yijun?"

Jane Aowei immediately raised this core issue.

Song Shijie obviously understood what he meant. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "I can only say that she did not have any criminal record in Hong Kong before, and she did not cause any direct harm to our police officers in today's operation..."

As for her crimes in other Asian countries as a messenger of the "Red Bandits", they have nothing to do with Song Shijie, because the people who died were not Chinese anyway.

Based on the existing information, Song Shijie boldly inferred that the flight crew member who disappeared at the plane crash site should be Zhang Yijun.

Thinking of this, he could no longer sit still and said to Ou Yongen: "Yongen, can I borrow your hair?"

As he spoke, he plucked out a few strands of Ou Yongen's long hair and carefully put them into a plastic bag.

"I have to go back to the mainland urgently. During this time, Yongen, you should stay with Uncle Jian and don't go out. I'm afraid that if you go out tomorrow, you will be checked by the patrolling uniformed officers."

Jane Aowei and Ou Yongen both knew what Song Shijie was going to do with her hair, and nodded.

"I'll talk to Qingqing and let her rest for a few days. Brother Jie, please be careful."

……

Fortunately, Song Shijie always carried his home return permit with him. He got into the BMW M3, started the car, put on the Bluetooth headset, and dialed Minister Liu's number.

"Liu, I'm sorry to bother you so late, there's an emergency..."

……

An hour later, Pengcheng Bay Port.

A uniformed police officer got out of a provincial department's official car and met Song Shijie who was passing through a special channel.

"Officer Song, Director Shi asked me to pick you up."

"Thank you. Let's talk in the car."

The official car quickly left the port and drove towards the Pengcheng Bureau.

……

Pengcheng City Bureau, Identification Center.

"Don't worry, Officer Song. We have arranged for a special plane to transport the sample to us urgently. We will complete the test as soon as possible."

The forensic officer took the plastic bag from Song Shijie.

Song Shijie knew that the "sample" the other party was referring to was the parachute suit with the DNA of the "13th person" found at the crash site.

He breathed a sigh of relief, remembering what Minister Liu had just said on the phone.

"Xiao Song, the country trusts you absolutely. Even if the female messenger is confirmed to be your girlfriend's sister, you don't need to avoid suspicion. Moreover, the other party has not committed any serious crimes endangering national security in our country. If we can really win her over, it is not impossible to make special arrangements..."

Minister Liu's idea coincides with Song Shijie's. Up to now, Zhang Yijun has killed Koreans. What does it have to do with us in China?

If she is really Ou Yongen's biological sister, and we win her over and capture the real "Red Bandit", wouldn't she become our special agent?

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