"Last night, Han Li went to Wang Anqi's house for a banquet, and left at 10 o'clock in the evening, drinking a total of three bottles of red wine and smoking four cigars." Zeng Xiangrong even knows how many bottles of wine Wang Anqi and Han Li drink and how many cigars they smoke.

And the wine is Lafite Estate 1978, and the cigar is a Grade A hardcover imported from Cuba.

It's a pity that Zeng Xiangrong didn't investigate that the British-funded bosses came to the General Administration yesterday, let alone that they had seen Wang Anqi.

After all, the Criminal Intelligence Bureau is not omnipotent.

"Da-da-da-da." At this time, Yazi raised his hand and knocked on the door, and after obtaining the consent of Zhuang Sir, he pushed open the door and put a box of cigars on Zhuang Sir's table: "Sir, this is a gift from the Deputy Commissioner of Police to you just now, saying that it was a gift from the Deputy Commissioner of Operations to him last night, please taste it." ”

Zhuang Shikai looked at the cigar on the table, nodded and said, "Got it." ”

Yazi glanced sideways at Zeng Xiangrong, then bowed obediently and quickly exited the chief's office.

Zhuang Shikai picked up the Cuban hardcover cigar on the table, looked at it carefully for a moment, and then opened the cigar box, revealing six cigars inside.

He pulled out one with his hand, played with it for a while, and put it in his mouth: "Continue to stare at Wang Anqi, don't let your guard down, I suspect he will make trouble." ”

Although South Korea's small move has already made its position clear...

Although there is any rumor of Han Ri will definitely spread to him...

Although he did not know the actions of the British bosses......

But Zhuang Shikai already has a judgment.

Zeng Xiangrong nodded and said, "Yes!" Sir! ”

"Whew." Zhuang Shikai took out the lighter to light the cigar, took a deep breath, and spit out a thick white mist.

He casually raised his hand and waved, Zeng Xiangrong left the office and continued to work.

At night.

Zeng Xiangrong drove to the Peninsula Hotel.

He had already changed his uniform and was wearing a suit, pretending to be casual.

"Mr. Zeng."

"Mr. Zeng."

I saw Zeng Xiangrong walking through the revolving door of the hotel with chic steps, wearing a low-key and luxurious craftsman's watch, sorting out the suit with his hands, and bowing to the elevator door under the bow of two long-legged black silk skirts and goose-faced white-skinned beautiful girls.

"Ding!" The elevator door opened, and a waiter lady smiled and blocked the elevator door for him, bowed down and smiled: "Mr. Zhuang, please." ”

She smiled sweetly.

Several girls watched from the side, their eyes red.

Zeng Xiangrong didn't care about the flattery of the beautiful young girl, stepped directly into the elevator, straightened his waist, pressed the floor and said, "No need to accompany." ”

It turned out that this young lady gently stepped out of the long legs of black silk, and the thin silk stretched out, revealing a little skin color, which was very sexy.

She also wanted to accompany Zeng sir to the elevator and help Zeng sir press the floor, but unfortunately Zeng Sir refused.

However, the young lady still maintained a professional smile, bowed down and said, "I wish Mr. Zeng a happy meal." ”

She watched the elevator door slowly close, but Zeng Xiangrong took the elevator to the 13th floor.

1388。

This is a long-term private building of the Landlord's Club at the Peninsula Hotel.

"Ding-dong."

Zeng Xiangrong pressed the doorbell.

A young man in a suit unscrewed the door: "Click,"

When he saw someone coming, he bowed down with a sharp expression and said, "Mr. Zeng." ”

"Ah Sheng." Zeng Xiangrong nodded habitually, it seems that he is no stranger to the young man in front of him, but he is not like the appearance of often coming to the landlord's meeting.

"Officer Zeng, Officer Zeng." In the private room, Huang Shitong crossed Erlang's legs, leaned on the couch, and hurriedly stood up to greet someone when he saw someone coming.

Sima Xiang, Chen Zhan, and Mai Shengyun sat at the table playing poker, and they all raised their heads to greet Zeng Xiangrong.

"King Bomb!" Sima Xiang ****** and shook off the card with a smile.

"Win."

This game is over.

Luo Minsheng brought a chair to Zeng Xiangrong, sat down at the card table and asked Officer Zeng to sit down.

"Minsheng has been playing cards a lot lately? Hehe. Zeng Xiangrong picked up the cards on the table and washed them.

Luo Minsheng said with a smile: "Officer Zeng said that I am not qualified to play cards, I am just here to help Uncle Xiang shuffle the cards." ”

"Hehe, you'll have a chance later." Zeng Xiang Rong dealt cards.

Soon, Chen Zhan, Sima Xiang, and Zeng Xiangrong on the table all took their hands and began to play "Fighting the Landlord".

Although "fighting landlords" is not the mainstream card game on Hong Kong Island, it is very popular among the top of the police force and the financial circle, and the reason for the popularity is not that it is beneficial to intellectual development and so on.

It's just that Zhuang sir likes to play, and they just play with it.

"Three with one." Sima Xiang drew four cards, three 3s and one 6, and at first glance it was to take away the single card play.

"Crush." Zeng Xiangrong played four cards and said with a smile.

"Yes." Chen Zhan preached.

Sima Xiang drew a card and said: "Sir Zeng has been playing cards very aggressively recently?" ”

Zeng Xiangrong said with a smile: "Fenghua International, which I invested, is about to go public." ”

Fenghua International is an international pharmaceutical company, mainly in Southeast Asia, focusing on the cheap drug market in Southeast Asia.

Zeng Xiangrong and a small number of police officers are the main investors in Fenghua International, of which Zeng Xiangrong occupies 30% of the shares.

Now that Fenghua International is about to go public, Zeng Xiangrong and the Zhuang police officers who have invested will be the beneficiaries and can make a windfall.

And all this is operated with the tacit consent of Zhuang sir, after all, the brothers can't stop them from making money, but the scale of making money must be grasped well.

Sima Xiang played his cards and said: "The IPO is over, the listing process has been completed, and we will wait for the bell to ring next month." ”

Naturally, Hong Kong Island companies are listed on Hong Kong Island.

There are not only world-facing financial markets, but also leeks from all over the world...

"How much do you want to cash out?" Sima Xiang asked.

Zeng Xiangrong shook his head: "I don't want to cash out, but the officers of the Intelligence Bureau under my command received a rumor that there are British-funded predators who want to smash the plate, and I want to eat them!" ”

"They have tens of millions of dollars in funds, and I want to raise Fenghua International from two cents to two cents a share, so that British capital can take over at a high level, and we will make a lot of money for him!"

Sima Xiang raised his eyelids and looked at him: "Yes." ”

"I like to make Brit money the most."

"King Bomb!"

Sima Xiang threw out two more cards, and Zeng Xiangrong looked at him suspiciously: "How can you blow up the king?" This guy won't make a thousand, right? ”

However, they don't play cards for money, so they don't need to worry too much.

However, in this game of cards without playing money, a few words and two sentences determine the financial turmoil of tens of millions of dollars, which is even more exciting than playing cards.

"Sir Wang, your email." A secretary placed a few letters on the desk of the Deputy Chief of Operations.

These letterheads are all from citizens or departments, and they are basic official documents, not confidential documents.

This kind of document is generally placed in the iron mailbox on the first floor of the General Administration, and anyone who wants to take it can get it, but nothing will be targeted.

Unlike some classified documents, which are handed directly to the chief, there are often people who try to peek at them.

"Thank you." Wang Anqi took a few letterheads, and didn't care whether the fire paint on them had been touched or not, so he directly tore open the seal of the letterhead.

Because the letterheads themselves are not of much significance, he usually just reads the replies at random, and does not take up much time and energy.

"Huh?" When Wang Anqi tore open the third email, he suddenly saw a list and report...

Wang Anqi understood in an instant: this is the plan handed to him by the big bosses!

The big bosses want him to choose what to do!

Wang Anqi was silent for a moment, picked up the Hong Kong dollar, and marked a few names on this list: Zeng Xiangrong, Yuan Haoyun, Luo Maosen......

With the name confirmed, the plan is finalized, and a large net is slowly being opened, about to pounce on the prey!

"Don't move!"

"Police!"

Central.

Gold shop.

A group of hijackers got out of the car with guns and rushed to the store with guns raised, but before they could enter the store, a group of police officers rushed out from all sides and aimed their guns at the robbers in front of them.

"Da-da-da-da."

"Da-da-da-da."

The officers acted forcefully and decisively, and quickly knocked down the robbers.

Yuan Haoyun's men rushed slightly, gesticulating, and the guys stepped forward to inspect the corpse and kick off the firearm.

He stepped forward and said, "Thank you, Sir." ”

On a black car on the side of the road, Zeng Xiangrong pushed the car door and walked down, stretched out his hand to hold Yuan Haoyun's hand and said, "It's a little meaning." ”

"This single job is followed by Ah Guang, let Ah Guang cooperate with you more in the future." He pointed to a middle-aged police officer in a gray suit beside him.

Li Guang smiled: "Little things." ”

"Hmm." Yuan Haoyun held the weapon and looked at him approvingly: "More cooperation in the future." ”

"Then I'll go first."

Zeng greeted Rong.

Yuan Haoyun nodded: "Goodbye, sir." ”

Li Guang is a person who belongs to the Criminal Intelligence Section, and is directly under the jurisdiction of the head of the Ghost Intelligence Section, but he is very familiar with Zeng Xiangrong and is a career-minded policeman.

He really wanted to catch the line of Zhuang sir.

Yuan Haoyun glanced at him: "Which group are you from?" ”

"Criminal Intelligence Bureau, Technical Reconnaissance Team, Senior Inspector Li Guang!" Li Guang spoke up.

It turns out.

————

He did it.

……

At night, Li Guang took out the key and prepared to open the door of the house.

"Poof!" With a soft voice, a figure came out from behind, firmly clamping his neck with his arm: "I have an action to be handed over to you to do, can you do it?" ”

"Uh... Uh..."Li Guang's face was flushed, his hands were folded in his arms, but he couldn't break free: "What, what! ”

He asked, gasping.

"Investigate Fenghua International's illegal speculation of stock prices!"

The figure was wearing a mask, and held up an oiled paper file in his left hand: "If you don't do it, I will expose the matter of your ** subordinate's wife!" ”

"Hehe, she likes you now, because you want to divorce your husband, but she knows that it was you who ** her... Will she still like you? ”

"Let's see for yourself!" The figure let go of his arm and threw the document to the ground.

"Smack!" Li Guang fell to the wall, panting and turning his head, only to see that the figure had long since disappeared.

At this moment, the door of the house was pushed open by a young woman with beautiful hair and beautiful cheeks.

"Hikari, what's wrong?"

Li Guang bent down and lowered his head to pick up the folder, coughing twice: "It's okay, the folder fell to the ground." ”

"Sir Zhuang, there is a senior police officer named Yang Guang who wants to see you." Half a month later, Zhuang Shikai sat in the office, furrowed his brows, and heard for the first time that a senior police officer dared to see him by name!

"Interesting." He threw away the pen in his hand, propped up his desk and said, "Call him in!" ”