Hong Kong Comprehensive: Starting from the dispatch of generals from Kuling

When the car door closed, Bhagavan's consciousness had changed.

"Inspector Li!" Bakuen (Lu Xing) smiled lightly: "Would you like me to drink tea? I know there is a private teahouse that tastes good and the environment is also very beautiful. It is said that their tea is roasted by young girls themselves. After that, there was a special spicy smell that I couldn't tell, I haven't tried it yet.

How about taking this opportunity to try something? "

Li Xiuxian's expression remained unchanged: "Brother Baguan was joking, with my salary, how dare I go to any private teahouse, I can't even afford food stalls on the roadside!"

"Oh? That's really miserable!"

Huang Xing said with a smile: "In that case, why don't you quit your job and help me, what kind of life is a few thousand dollars a month!"

Li Xiuxian's face darkened, and he changed the subject decisively: "Brother Bakuen, I want to know, where did you get the news from yesterday?"

Huang Chen looked surprised: "What news?"

Li Xiuxian thought something was wrong: "That's the one..."

He looked around vigilantly, and found that the colleague closest to him was also 20 meters away, and he immediately felt relieved.

"News about the banknote printing factory!"

Huang Xing looked at him with a strange face: "Li sir, you didn't wake up today, did you? Why are you talking so strangely?"

Li Xiuxian's face turned dark: "Don't play dumb, you know what you did and said yesterday!"

"Coincidentally! I didn't do anything yesterday. I drank in the bar all day and never called. There are many people who can testify."

Huang Xing shrugged, "If Li sir doesn't believe it, I'll help you call some witnesses to come and take statements? Is fifty enough?"

Li Xiuxian was really helpless this time, he lowered his voice: "Bhagavan, this time the incident is too big, although you have tried your best to finish it, but the traces left are still not small, I see it because of our previous friendship Just being friendly with you and annoyed me, believe it or not, I will detain you for 48 hours?"

Huang Xing shook his head: "Even if you imprison me for 480 hours, I don't know what you are talking about. God can testify that I am a good citizen who abides by the law!"

"You..." Li Xiuxian's eyes widened in anger.

Don't you think it's too late to pretend to be a good person now?The information is more than a foot high.

Lu Xing patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Contentment is always a pleasure, too much is too much, if you have time, come find me for tea, Li sir!"

Li Xiuxian stared at him without speaking.

"Okay, you're busy with business, so don't disturb me." Huang Xing waved his hands and turned to get in the car. Li Xiuxian stood where he was, wondering whether to chase after him.

As soon as he stepped into one leg, Huang Xing seemed to have thought of something, turned his head and said: "If you have time, don't forget to ask someone to sweep the water room, those guys are lawless and insane! Be ruthless, maybe you can catch some dead ghosts." ?”

bump!

With the door closed, the Rolls-Royce drove lightly, slowly turned into the driveway, and quickly disappeared.

Li Xiuxian sighed suddenly: "Damn, this guy is really smart. Trouble!"

Although Li Xiuxian didn't say it clearly, the meaning was already obvious.

He suspected that Bakuan was also involved in the hijacking case of the banknote printing factory, and he sold his partner to the police in order to cheat.

Otherwise, what is the explanation for the lack of one billion newly printed banknotes mentioned in the dossier?

It can't be missing, right?

Moreover, the other party's method of action was very clever, and it turned out to be a way of deception to open the door.

They worked in the printing factory, printing banknotes, and asked the original security guards of the printing factory to guard the gate for them.

Until the police were dispatched on a large scale, they didn't realize that something happened in the banknote printing workshop.

This shows that the gangster's plan is very strict, and there is almost no possibility of external leakage.

Moreover, the equipment of the banknote printing factory showed that since two o'clock last night, the banknote printing line had not stopped.

According to the statistics on the data panel, nearly 12 billion in cash should have been drawn out, but the police at the scene only found more than [-] million, and the remaining one billion was missing.

Is this still available?

The officials of the Monetary Authority exploded in an instant, and various investigation teams entered the banknote printing factory in teams, checking the equipment and the software displayed inside over and over again.

In the end, it was concluded that apart from the unlucky ones who were killed on the spot, there should be another group of people at the scene.

Otherwise, how were the security guards in the monitoring center tied up?

The matter of disappearing one billion is a bit too big. The Financial Management Bureau is extremely nervous. In order to save the bad influence, the director suppressed the negative news and directly communicated with the first brother of the police force. The two sides did not know what they talked about. It's on Li Xiuxian's head.

His order was to recover one billion in cash!

As long as this goal can be achieved, as long as he doesn't do anything that angers others during the case, the police department can pretend that he doesn't know about it, and sometimes they will even come forward in person to help him settle it.

However, Li Xiuxian did not expect that Bakuen would be so cunning that he directly denied the connection with him.

This made him a little numb, not knowing where to start.

After all, Bakuan is the leader of He Liansheng, and his identity is different from that of a gangster. The police cannot arrest him at will, otherwise it will easily cause a chain reaction.

"Oh, another troublesome case!"

Li Xiuxian sighed worriedly, said hello to a few traffic policemen who came over to help temporarily, got in the car and left.

Hurry up and go back quickly, gather your subordinates to discuss it, and see if there is a good way to make Bakuan show his feet.

This case is different. It concerns the financial stability of Hong Kong Island. Whether the criminal can be arrested is secondary. The important thing is to find the billion.

It was the first time for Li Xiuxian to encounter such a reverse order of handling cases, so it was inevitable that he would have some headaches.

However, what does this have to do with Huang Xing?Everything is Bakugou's fault!

Chapter 103 Entries to be upgraded again

At eight o'clock, an escort vehicle drove into the secret mail company.

The little fat man who was only five feet tall, wearing black glasses, and a cheap suit had been waiting there early, and when he saw the escort vehicle stop, he couldn't wait to rush up.

"It's eight o'clock, it's eight o'clock, you are 5 minutes late, can you be on time, brother, I almost called the police!"

The little fat man poked his watch excitedly, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"There's a traffic jam on the road, brother!"

The escort who jumped down from the co-pilot held a gun and responded indifferently. Finally, he swaggered to the back and opened the rear compartment door with a special key tied to his belt.

The car door was opened left and right, and the two escorts sitting inside jumped out. On the open space in the middle, sacks used by banks to store money were piled up like a mountain.

"No, take a look too, here is the receipt for this time!"

The little fat man took the list, flipped through the signatures on it, and then focused on the numbers that needed to be destroyed.

"5000 million? Why so much this time?" The little fat man was startled.

Although the main business of the secret mail company is to shred old banknotes, repackage the shredded paper and send them to incineration plants, paper manufacturing plants or other places.

Their work is not very strong, and they only need to be destroyed twice a week, and the amount each time is about 3000 million, and it will not exceed 5000 million at most.

The little fat man worked in the secret mail company for two years, and only encountered a big deal once, but even that time, it was only 2000 million.

What's happening here?How come it tripled all of a sudden?

"You ask me, who do I ask? Hurry up and sign, we are still waiting to go back and return!"

Escorts obviously don't care about this.

Moreover, the nature of their work does not allow them to care.

If you talk too much, you might be suspected.

"That's right, hurry up and sign, so we can get off work! Old Liu, why don't you go to Wanchai for a while? I heard that there are two new bars opened there, and there are many beautiful girls!"

"Really? Can there be good stuff in Wan Chai?"

"You're a layman. There are tens of thousands of people in Hong Kong Island who are engaged in this industry. You can have everything you want, and you just have to pay for it. Otherwise, if you treat me today, brother, I'll take you to a good place to open it." Vision?"

"Forget it, my salary is not enough to support myself, so don't worry about it!"

The two escorts were chatting on their own, looking very relaxed.

The nature of their work is there, and every time they go on the road, they will involuntarily become nervous.

Conversation is not allowed in the escort vehicle, and all personnel are required to maintain a high level of alert. Once an incident occurs, they need to respond as soon as possible.

Every time they go on a mission, they only have a few minutes to relax, so they cherish it very much.

The little fat man knew that he couldn't ask anything, and he didn't bother to talk to them any more, so he simply wrote his name in the recipient's column, and then took out his personal seal to stamp it.

An escort took the documents, checked them carefully, and after confirming that they were correct, handed one of them to the little fat man to keep.

At this time, the company's internal staff came out dragging two trailers. They quickly stacked the money bags layer by layer, and dragged the truck back to the workshop.

The leader, Big Nose, has been waiting there for a long time.

The little fat man walked over: "Mr. Robert, this was delivered today..."

Sleepy with a big nose, he was leaning back on the chair and taking a nap, stirring the spoon mechanically with his right hand, making the coffee in the cup swirl slowly.

Obviously, but I'm going to replenish the energy that wasted too much.

Before the little fat man finished speaking, the phone on the desk with the big nose rang.

He opened one eye impatiently, and grabbed the phone casually.

"I'm Robert... Oh, Tina? Thank God, honey, you finally called me, you don't know how much I miss you!"

Big Nose was refreshed, he stood up all of a sudden, picked up the phone and was about to walk aside.

The little fat man couldn't help but said: "Mr. Robert, I need your signature!"

Big Nose didn't even look at him, walked over quickly, pulled the slip in his hand and signed a ghostly symbol, then threw the slip out with his backhand.

He didn't say a word during the whole process, his mouth was full of subtle warmth, and he even took the time to tell a little joke.

Even the little fat man could hear the giggling of the woman in the microphone.

Seeing the back of the leader going away, the little fat man picked up the receipt and looked at it. There was indeed a crooked signature on it, and he shrugged helplessly.

Turning around, he gestured to the porter waiting below: "It's done, let's send the purse to the assembly line!"

The porter made a gesture to show that he knew, and then continued to drag the car to the innermost workshop.

The little fat man was about to ask something, but he hesitated for a while when he saw his immediate boss asking for public money for his clothes to talk on the phone, and he gave up his plan to touch his brow.

He could only sigh, and walked into the workshop with the list.