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

Song Shijie agreed readily, but in fact he knew very well that it was unlikely that Hou Wenhua would admit that he hired someone to assassinate Wang Zhenyang.

"Sir Gong, according to the report from the undercover police officer who is still in Siam, Zheng Kun personally admitted that he is the drug lord Li Wanhao who escaped our police pursuit. I apply to lead a team to extradite him back for trial."

Song Shijie promised Yang Qidong that he would come and pick him up as soon as possible. At the same time, he also sincerely wanted Li Wanhao, who had fled to Siam for many years, to be brought to justice as soon as possible.

"Well, I have already reported this to Wang Sir. As the police officer in charge of the case, he also expressed his desire to fulfill this long-cherished wish."

Gong Jiapei took a sip of coffee and continued:

"But the problem is that Li Wanhao is in Siam after all. There is no compulsory extradition agreement between our Hong Kong Special Administrative Region and that country, and we don't have any solid evidence to prove that Zheng Kun and Li Wanhao are the same person. Considering his influence in Siam, it will be difficult to extradite him back."

"Gong Sir, what do you mean?"

"Sir Wang has already contacted the senior police officers in Siam. We can go there to get more information in the name of investigating the transnational drug trafficking case of Hou Wenhua's criminal group. If you can find a way to get Li Wanhao's medical records..."

Gong Jiapei didn't say it explicitly, but Song Shijie understood it immediately.

It is known that the Hong Kong CIB currently preserves Li Wanhao's date of birth, blood type, fingerprints, and even the blood sample left at the scene when he was shot in the left foot.

In other words, the conditions for DNA extraction were not available back then, but are now available. If we can obtain Li Wanhao's medical records or hair samples in Siam, once they are compared, it will be irrefutable evidence. The Hong Kong police will then have sufficient grounds to apply for extradition.

Song Shijie nodded. At this stage he could only take things one step at a time.

Soon, they agreed that the sooner the better, and as soon as the communication with Siam was completed, they would set off to Siam to handle the case.

According to Gong Jiapei, this trip involved picking up undercover police officer Yang Qidong. To keep it secret, Song Shijie had to go alone. After all, the Hong Kong police had no law enforcement power in Siam. Moreover, the possibility of directly extraditing Li Wanhao back to Hong Kong was very small, so more people would not make much sense.

After everything was settled, Gong Jiapei asked Song Shijie to go home early from get off work to have a good rest and spend time with his family.

After all, he had been working non-stop for so many days, doing a lot of work of a superintendent as a trainee inspector, and he would have to go on a business trip later. The donkey in the production team was not meant to be used like this.

After going out, Song Shijie expressed his gratitude to his CIB colleagues who congratulated him on his promotion and promised to treat them to a big dinner in a few days, and then left the CIB headquarters.

"Mom, I got promoted to inspector... Um, did you watch TV?... Haha, of course your son is handsome... Okay, I'll be back for dinner tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Song Shijie couldn't help laughing. He got promoted, and his mother Yan Peiyun was even more excited than him.

He could already imagine his mother showing off to other wealthy wives:

Socialite A: My husband bought me a necklace at a xx auction last week. It was made in the xx dynasty in the 17th century...

Yan Peiyun: What? You also know that my son became an inspector at the age of 22?

Just highlight the style of a fisherman.

Growing up, his mother Yan Peiyun doted on him too much. The original owner was not raised to be a playboy. He really had to thank the family tradition and education passed down by three generations of the Song family.

Fortunately, Song Shijie should not have brought shame to the Song family now.

In any public sector, news of personnel promotions and transfers always spreads the fastest.

On the way driving home, Song Shijie had already received many calls congratulating him.

There were relatives, friends, colleagues, and the most outrageous thing was that there was also a media outlet that asked for an interview.

The latter was rejected by Song Shijie without hesitation.

It is one thing to attend a police press conference and another to speak to the media outside.

It is always right to be low-key in life and high-key in work.

Of course, all calls are answered through Bluetooth headsets, highlighting the importance of leading by example and abiding by the law.

As for a classmate named Xixi who did not want to reveal her name, she left a message on her mobile phone Penguin immediately after Song Shijie informed his mother of the news.

Third Master's Gun: Did you watch the news? I was promoted to Inspector [Victory]

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At 6:22 in the evening, Song Shijie returned to the Song family mansion.

Fortunately, I was driving a Honda and there was no traffic jam.

My second brother Song Shirong went back to the mainland to discuss business and has not been in Hong Kong these days.

My father and elder brother Song Shichang had not yet returned home from get off work.

Song Shijie went to the kitchen to find his mother first.

According to Sister Lian, my wife will be cooking her signature braised shark fin fin tonight.

"Mom, I'm back. Let Sister Qun (the Song family's cook) and the others prepare it. We'll go out to the garden and sit for a while."

Song Shijie walked out while pulling his mother Yan Peiyun, and did not forget to greet the sisters who were busy in the kitchen.

"Third Master, you're back. We watched the news and you're really stylish. Madam, please chat with Third Master, and leave the rest to us."

The Song family has always been very good to Sister Lian, Sister Qun and other elderly people who have served at home for many years, unlike some other families where there is a clear distinction between masters and servants.

Sister Lian and her friends have lived in the Song family for many years and have never married. They have long regarded Song Shijie, the youngest of the three young masters, as their own nephews. Seeing that Song Shijie has a bright future in the police force, they are also proud of it.

Yan Peiyu was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling as Song Shijie held her hand, so she followed her son to the garden and sat down.

"Jiejie, you have become an inspector at such a young age. You will definitely rise higher and higher in the police force in the future. My family is in business. Will it affect you? Will ICAC cause trouble for you?"

As a mother, you must consider everything for your children.

Song Shijie ate a piece of pineapple and said:

"As a public servant, I am definitely not allowed to engage in business, nor can I own shares in the group before retirement. My father has already consulted a barrister on this matter, and it has been dealt with. It has no impact on me."

"Well, Haohui mentioned to me before that the shares under your name have been dealt with. There is a third-party foundation that holds them on your behalf. They will be transferred back when you stop being a police officer. I don't understand it either. Just say it's okay."

Although her husband had already told her that he would take care of it, Yu Peiyun felt relieved only after hearing her son say this.

"Oh, by the way, you can't even enjoy the group's annual dividends. What do you do if you don't have enough money?"

Yu Peiyun thought of a new problem.

"Don't worry, Mom. My salary, bonuses and subsidies are enough for food, clothing and rent. If I really need something but don't have enough money, you can only buy it for me like you did when we were kids. Gifts from my relatives won't be a problem."

Song Shijie: I am still a child.JPG

"Okay, mom will buy it for you."

Family members, who can resist the sound of a son in his twenties acting coquettishly and cutely?