"Ugh."

A week later.

Wan Chai, Police Station.

Police canteen.

Song Zijie sat down with a plate, sighed, picked up chopsticks, and ate lunch.

He ate tastelessly, and his face was bitter.

Li Ying sat across from him, handed over a bottle of soda and said, "Don't worry. ”

"Applejack."

Applejack takes the soda, grunts, picks up the bottle, and gulps it down.

The reorganization of Long's shipyard, and the news of the change of signboards and bosses have been broadcast on the news.

Wan Chai Police Station, inspector level, middle and above.

and even some bigwigs in the police force.

In fact, everyone knows that Song Zijie's father-in-law's family runs a shipyard, and even knows the black background of his father-in-law.

However, since it has turned into a normal business and is useful to the economy of Hong Kong Island, there is nothing to pursue.

Now everyone knows that Applejack's family is in trouble.

Naturally, the "guys" at the Wan Chai Police Station did not fall into the trap and sneered at their good brother "Ajie", on the contrary, everyone was very concerned about Ajie's mood, state, and was afraid of what happened to Ajie... Moreover, if the state is not good, it will affect official business, and if something goes wrong, it will not be good.

Therefore, Li Ying and Huang Qiqi have been keeping a close eye on Applejack recently, so as not to do anything wrong and affect Applejack's future.

"Don't worry."

"I can't do anything wrong." Song Zijie showed a smile, handsome and delicate, responding to the care of his good brother.

Huang Qiqi wore a uniform, grabbed a chicken leg in his hand, bit it down, and said with a fat mouth: "Since you said that your Laodou shipyard was hacked by your subordinates, then ask the guys from the Commercial Crime Bureau to help?" ”

"We're the police, and if we want to find a little trouble, we can find out more or less."

"Not to mention taking all the shipyards back, at least forcing the other party to the negotiating table, and fighting for some interests!"

"After all, it's a big factory with tens of millions of dollars......"

Huang Qi's greasy lips collided up and down, and he squeezed his eyebrows and said a very real opinion.

Although Li Ying is an upright and resolute police officer, it is not wrong for a brother to use some means when he encounters something.

At this time, he sat next to him and did not speak.

Song Zijie drank the soup and said: "I have thought of this method, I went to ask Director Wong Wai-yiu in advance, you know, I am a senior inspector in the Wan Chai Police Station still has a bit of face, you want me to go to the Commercial Crime Bureau across departments... Who are you looking for? A few sirs don't know me at all, so I can only ask the big guy to help ventilate. ”

"But Sir Huang said that my old bean had a black history before, and he didn't dare to help come forward to communicate with the Commercial Crime Bureau, so I asked Sir Zhuang in person, and he would help me talk by the side."

Huang Weiyao is not shirking responsibility, but after his position is higher, he is more cautious.

After all, he carries the mission of "Gun of Kindness", and he doesn't dare to embarrass his predecessor Uncle Biao!

Li Ying said on the side: "At the end of the month, Sir Zhuang wants to invite everyone to play the side stove. ”

"You'll be able to say it then."

Every one or two months, Sir Zhuang will pull everyone together and give the backbone a chance to meet.

Although, when the Zhuang family is concerned, all the bigwigs will be there, and they are only supporting roles, but there is still a chance to take the opportunity to say something and ask something, so Huang Weiyao will let Song Zijie personally ask Zhuang sir. Therefore, this question is not a prevarication, but is based on a real opportunity.

In addition, when it comes to equity disputes, business investigations, and court procedures, it will take a month or two, and it will not be too late to find a suitable opportunity to tell the big guy at the end of the month.

Song Zijie nodded: "Hmm." ”

He did not hypocritically refuse, and said calmly: "In fact, the shipyard is gone, and my father-in-law's family also has some savings and property, and I have police allowances and benefits here, which are basically completely sufficient, and I think it is not the shipyard that is the bottom line..."

"What's that?"

Huang Qiqi asked a little depressed.

"It's my old bean's brothers... His brothers used to be out of the way, but now there is an anti-bone boy taking the lead, and last year's business was not good......"

Song Zijie didn't finish his words.

Huang Qiqi nodded and said, "I understand." ”

"Are you worried that your old bean will take the blame, have an accident, and harm those brothers!"

"It seems that you really treat him as an old bean."

Song Zijie smiled: "My parents passed away early, Xiaohui's family was very good to me, of course I have to treat the fourth uncle as a pro-old bean." ”

His smile was kind and pure, and Huang Qiqi, and Li Ying's eyes all showed approval.

"Okay, okay, you don't care about me, I'm going to patrol and win the field after dinner, I'm flashing." Song Zijie hurriedly took a few more bites of food, ate and drank to his heart's content, put away the dishes and chopsticks, and left the canteen with the plate.

Li Ying and Huang Qiqi almost finished eating, returned the plate to the cafeteria aunt, and went to the garden together to light a cigarette and smoke, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, looking like a living fairy.

A week later, Song Zijie returned home, took off his leather shoes, and when he walked into the living room, he put a stack of dollars on the wine cabinet bar.

The family lives in a single-family villa, and the decoration is still very luxurious.

Long Xiaohui walked out of the kitchen with a pot of soup and asked with a smile, "Applejack, why do you come home with a stack of dollars?" ”

"You're not collecting black money, are you?" Long Xiaohui put down the casserole and looked at the stack of dollars at the counter.

Song Zijie took off the scarf around his neck, shook his head and said, "What kind of black money is collected, it's fake!" ”

"Huh?" Long Xiaohui's face was puzzled, and she started to serve soup to her husband.

Ryusi's ears moved slightly, he sat on the sofa with a solemn expression, and got up and walked to the restaurant.

Song Zijie pulled out a chair and sat at the dining table, picked up the soup bowl and said: "Recently, counterfeit banknotes have appeared on the market again. ”

"It's weird."

"I suspect that there is a counterfeit money factory that is back in its old business, and I have to react to the chief and find out the mastermind behind it."

Long Si took out a "counterfeit banknote" from the bar, folded it and put it in his pocket, walked into the restaurant, pulled out a chair and sat down.

He doesn't ask Applejack about the case... Because neither Ajie nor Xiaohui knew that Long Si's "business" back then was to sell counterfeit dollars.

"Daddy, try the soup I cooked." Long Xiaohui filled a bowl of soup and handed it to Long Si.

"Thank you my baby girl." Long Si caught the soup bowl and said with a smile.

Kowloon.

Wang Kee.

Zhuang Shikai, dressed in a casual jacket, sat at a round table with a copper pot and stacks of side dishes for shabu-shabu around it.

This is a very real Hong Kong-style hot pot restaurant in Mong Kok, which is very suitable for guys to have dinner, there are only four or five tables in the small storefront, and at this moment, dozens of police backbones in civilian clothes are sitting, Hong Kong police executives.

"Everyone is hungry, eat first, eat enough and then talk." Zhuang Shikai took a bottle of wine and poured it for himself, pouring a small plastic cup, which was not forced at all, but it was full of the smell of fireworks in the market.

Just kidding, tonight is not a big celebration, so naturally there is no need to pay attention to any pomp.

And feel free to find brothers to get together, the most suitable place is the old shop on the street, how can there be a reason to go to a five-star hotel every day?

In a five-star hotel, the brothers still think they are "guests"! How can there be an atmosphere of "own people"?

"Eat, eat, don't be idle!" Zhou Huabiao and others all picked up chopsticks, picked up fat cows and lettuce and put them in the copper pot.

At a table below, Huang Qiqi picked up the mutton with chopsticks, and Li Ying, who was facing sideways, asked, "Little Eagle Eagle, have you seen Applejack?" ”

Li Ying rolled his eyes: "I didn't see it!" ”

At the end, he added: "It seems to have gone home to change clothes." ”

"Didi-ta-da." There was a light rain outside the window, and the raindrops hit the gate, and the worker stepped forward to tighten the glass door.

Huang Qiqi nodded and said, "Oh..."

"Why haven't you come yet?"

Huang Qiqi felt a little bad in his heart.

Under normal circumstances, unless there is a report in advance, something at home, or a mission, no one dares to temporarily release pigeons at the party called by Zhuang Ye.

Not attending the party is a small matter, and disrespecting Zhuang Ye is a big thing!

What's more, is this still an opportunity for Applejack?

Huang Weiyao interjected on the side: "I'll wait to go to the bathroom and call him." ”

It seems that this direct commander still cares about his subordinates.

Li Ying and Huang Qiqi both nodded, and whether it was Zhuang sir, Uncle Biao, or Zhou Xingxing, Chen Jiaju and others... In fact, I didn't find that there was a stinky boy missing, or that no one cared about the lack of him, at most, wait to punish the latecomer with a glass of wine and release the pigeons? Then we have to wait for the autumn to settle the score.

No one is going to be bad for a stinky boy anyway.

"Tonight's beef is good." At this time, Sir Zhuang had already drunk a few glasses and praised Uncle Biao, and Uncle Biao also nodded: "It's really fresh, it seems to be Japanese Wagyu, and Sir Zeng specially sent it over." ”

"Hey, hey." Zeng Xiangrong showed a subtle smile beside him.

The hot pot restaurant looks ordinary, but the chiefs have a dinner, and the ingredients are extraordinary.

"Poof!" At this time, a figure crashed down the glass door, and several lines of dazzling blood flowed down the rain, which shocked the scene and suddenly quieted, and a big man looked sideways, murderous!

Who dares to come to ruin the mood of Zhuang Ye?

Chen Jiaju, Yuan Haoyun and others have already put their hands on the guns on their waists......

"Applejack!!

"Isn't this Song Zijie?"

Then one of the officers unleashed their weapons again, their expressions shocked and surprised.

Why did Song Zijie come to the side stove with a broken head and a bloody head?

What a situation this TM!

Some were stunned, some were surprised, some were angry, and some felt inappropriate.

"Squeak." Song Zijie wore a black raincoat to open the glass and push the door, and took off the rubber cap on his head, revealing his broken forehead.

"Sorry, I'm late." Song Zijie had a wound in the corner of his eye, bowed his head and apologized, and walked to the usual vacant seat while taking off his raincoat.

The atmosphere of the hot pot restaurant has completely changed, Zhuang Shikai is holding a plastic wine glass in his hand, the corners of his mouth are playful, looking at him and smiling: "Don't sit there!" If you are late, stand up and punish three glasses of wine first! ”

Song Zijie paused, turned around and walked to the main table under the attention of everyone, bowed his head and apologized: "Sorry, sir!" ”

Then he picked up an empty wine glass, filled it with beer, and drank three glasses in a row.

"Not enough, I'll fine you with a bottle." Zhuang Shikai saw that he didn't "wake up", continued, and decided to let him wake up his mind.