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

After thinking for a while, Song Shijie still couldn't figure out what the problem was. Anyway, one more person in the command center wouldn't make a difference, so he decided to go out for a walk, drink a cup of iced lemon tea, and smoke a cigarette.

"Sir Kuang, I'm going to go out for a walk and contact my undercover agent. After all, tonight's event is of great importance."

Song Shijie reported to the commander-in-chief Kuang Zhili and gave very legitimate reasons.

"Well, Jet, go ahead. Report back if anything comes up."

Kuang Zhili didn't think much about it and waved his hand to let him go.

……

The police headquarters is located in the Hong Kong Island District, which is the most prosperous district in Hong Kong. Important buildings including government departments and the HSBC Head Office Building are built here.

22:45pm.

Song Shijie drove around aimlessly, enjoying the night view of Admiralty Road and Hennessy Road along the way.

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any major problems with tonight's joint operation under the strict deployment of Kwong Chi-lap. After all, the three ace departments of Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, NB and CIB have been working closely together and have achieved certain results so far. Several criminal gangs have been arrested on the spot. They are just waiting for the two biggest fish to fall into the net, and tonight's operation can be declared a great success.

O remember...

Suddenly, a name flashed through Song Shijie's mind: O-Triad Inspector, Lu Yaoguo.

Because of his suspected relationship with Hou Wenhua, Lu Yaoguo had long been excluded from the joint operation. Even if he wanted to tip off Hou Wenhua, he had no chance.

Even the members of the Organized Crime and Triad Team who had a good relationship with Lu Yaoguo had their mobile phones confiscated. Kuang Chi-lap's arrangements were extremely meticulous.

No one cared about what Lu Yaoguo was doing now. After all, the stain of him concealing his relationship with the gang leader had ruined his future in the police force.

Who would pay attention to a little inspector with no future?

Just as he was thinking about it, Song Shijie's cell phone rang. It was a Siamese number!

Song Shijie looked stern and answered the phone, but did not say anything.

……

At the same time, in Siam, a boxing gym in Bangkok.

Half an hour ago, after Sam treated Yang Qidong and Panda to a good meal and drink, he went to the temple to pick up Zheng Kun and his entourage and came to this boxing gym to watch the match.

Two boxing matches have already been held on the field, and the atmosphere is quite lively.

Zheng Kun and his group were sitting in the VIP seats and watching with great interest. Zheng Kun was also chatting with Yang Qidong and sharing his research on Siamese boxing.

It can be seen that after many years in Siam, this old man really loves this sport from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, Zheng Kun received a call

"Well, since this policeman surnamed Lu is keeping an eye on us, what are you still hesitating about? Good friends? How can the policeman be friends with us?"

Zheng Kun's tone was relaxed, but his words made Yang Qidong's heart break.

The policeman named Lu... Oh no, Sir Lu is in danger!

Yang Qidong secretly reached into his trouser pocket, typed in a number on his mobile phone, dialed it, and pressed the speakerphone button.

……

The background sound coming from Song Shijie's phone was a bit noisy, and it could be heard that the other party was on speakerphone:

"Okay, Wenhua, you can't decide, leave it to God. Adong, have you ever killed anyone? Let me play a game with you."

An old man's voice came from the phone.

Is this Zheng Kun? Song Shijie immediately thought of it.

"Uncle Kun, what game is this?"

This is Yang Qidong's voice. He must have risked calling at this time to convey important information.

"The boxing match is about to start. Who do you think will win, the boxer with red pants or black pants? If you win, the policeman named Lu from Hong Kong won't have to die. If you lose, it's just bad luck..."

Damn, Song Shijie no longer had time to listen to the following conversation, but he didn’t dare to hang up the phone. He covered the receiver port of this phone, took out another phone, and dialed Lu Yaoguo’s number.

Sure enough, the phone was turned off! He immediately called Zhou Wangqing's cell phone again.

"Jodie, locate Lu Yaoguo's cell phone signal for me immediately. It's urgent. I suspect Hou Wenhua is going to harm Lu Yaoguo. Please notify Sir Kuang!"

……

On the other side, Siamese Boxing Gym.

Yang Qidong timidly chose the red pants, and at this moment he was secretly cheering for the boxer wearing red pants on the stage.

……

22:50 pm, Lan Kwai Fong, on the rooftop of a bar.

Hou Wenhua and Lu Yaoguo met alone.

He promised Lu Yaoguo that he would give him an answer at 23pm tonight as to whether Zheng Kun was the Li Wanhao from that year.

So while the police were not monitoring him so closely, he sneaked out to see Lu Yaoguo.

Regardless of their respective positions, Lu Yaoguo is a good friend he has known since childhood in the orphanage. Even if he has to send him to death in the end, he will do it himself.

After all, the entire West Kowloon police force was busy tonight, and Hou Wenhua was confident that no one would notice him.

After hanging up the phone, Hou Wenhua said to Lu Yaoguo, "Aguo, ten minutes. In ten minutes I will give you evidence to prove that Zheng Kun is not Li Wanhao. Come, smoke a cigarette with me. I have always regarded you as a good friend."

Lu Yaoguo took the cigarette and said, "Wenhua, I always remember that when I was in the orphanage, someone bullied me. You, Wenying, and Wenhui protected me. You were only 12 years old at the time, but you beat the 17-year-old guys on the opposite side. I knew at that time that you would definitely not be an ordinary person when you grow up."

The two good friends, one black and one white, chatted about the past on the rooftop.

……

22:58, Siam Boxing Gym.

The winner in the ring has been decided. The boxer in black pants knocked out the boxer in red pants and is raising his arms on the stage to receive cheers from the audience.

Yang Qidong forced a smile and high-fived the cheering panda: "Uncle Kun, I lost. That policeman named Lu..."

Zheng Kun smiled and said, "That's destined by heaven. Siamese people believe in fate very much, and I believe in it too."

As he said that, he dialed the number he had just called.

"Wenhua, there is a result..."

……

Hou Wenhua listened to Zheng Kun's words on the other end of the phone without saying a word.

"I see. Just tell him."

As he said this, he handed the phone to Lu Yaoguo:

"You've always wondered if Jung-kun is the real Lee Wan-ho, listen, here's the answer."

Lu Yaoguo took the phone.

An old man's voice with a hint of laughter came from inside:

"I am... Li Wanhao!"

Lu Yaoguo turned around in surprise, only to see that his good friend Hou Wenhua was pointing a gun at his head!

At the critical moment, a voice came from behind: "Don't move! Police!"

"Boom"!

Hou Wenhua had already pulled the trigger, but was frightened by the sound behind him, and the shot originally aimed at Lu Yaoguo's head deviated slightly and hit him instead.

After firing the gun, Hou Wenhua immediately threw it away and prepared to run away.

Although he didn't know why the police arrived so quickly, he knew clearly that according to police regulations, as long as the suspect did not have a gun, the police must not shoot at will. Lan Kwai Fong was now the busiest time of the day, with huge crowds of people. As long as he found an opportunity, the chances of escape were very high.

"Bah!"

"Bah!"

"Bah!"

Three gunshots were heard, and Hou Wenhua was shot in both legs and shoulders. He fell to the ground and lay next to the unconscious Lu Yaoguo, looking at the newcomer in surprise.

Song Shijie approached him with his P250 pistol in hand, muttering as he walked, "This is the first time I've encountered a suspect who threw away his gun on his own initiative..."

"Hou Wenhua, I am CIB Trainee Inspector Song Shijie. You are suspected of killing a police officer. You are now under arrest. You have the right to keep..."