329 Highest priority
Ge Bai likes to drink red wine very much.
It can be seen from the fact that he often holds wine banquets.
At this time, the two chiefs sat down beside the sofa, and the servant brought a new bottle of red wine, opened it, poured it into two red wine glasses, and placed it on a tray and brought it to the two chiefs.
Ge Bai and the director of customs took off their wine glasses, gently swayed the wine, and decanted the wine in a relatively relaxed manner.
The two chatted for a few minutes.
Jingling!
Clink glasses with each other.
Director Ge Bai took a sip of red wine, and the director of customs crossed Erlang's legs, held the wine glass in front of his knees, and chuckled and said, "Mr. Ge Bai." β
"One of my subordinates had some misunderstanding with the police force."
"Today I specially brought her to the door to apologize."
βsorryοΌsirγβ Minnie stood next to her and quickly bowed her head and apologized.
The look was very sincere.
The gesture is even somewhat humble.
There was no way, she already understood the whole process of the matter, and knew that after the customs officers confessed their identities undercover in the police force, they continued to interrogate violently, in a vain attempt to gain merit.
Even if the police force broke the legs and feet of the entire team of customs officers, they could only swallow their anger, calm down the matter, and apologize in person.
This is because Customs does not want to have a head-on confrontation with the Force.
They just want to maintain their own interests for the time being.
"Huh." Director Ge Bai chuckled lightly, lowered his eyebrows, and looked serious.
I saw him shaking his wine glass and saying slowly: "Everyone is a law enforcement agency, and they should understand that it is useless to apologize." β
"If an apology is useful, what do you want us police to do?"
"Huh." With a smile on his face, the Commissioner of Customs reiterated that "Customs is willing to maintain a good working relationship with the Force. β
"Then you should give up anti-narcotics!"
"This is the authority of the anti-drug team!"
Ge Bai narrowed his eyes.
The director of customs suddenly put down his smile: "Don't talk about it?" β
Asking the customs to give up the "anti-narcotics" is to ask the customs to give up a major political achievement.
This is not something that the Director of Customs is willing to agree to.
Director Ge Bai raised his wine glass, drank the red wine in one gulp, put down the wine glass, looked directly at the other party and said, "No matter how good the red wine is, it is useless." β
"Because this year's red wine has to be cellared."
"I can't drink it this year."
When the Commissioner of Customs and Excise heard the meaning of the Superintendent's words, his eyes immediately became unkind.
Because this passage is not to receive the love of sending wine, telling him that it is useless to send wine, and the wine he is drinking now is newly opened. The second is that Ge Bai said that his time in office is running out.
As long as he can get the great credit in a short time, he doesn't care about other things that he can't touch, and he won't let him do anything about anti-drugs.
After all, the attack on the four major bookmakers is Zhuang Shikai and his planned political achievements.
How could Ge Bai let this political achievement?
After Zhuang Sir asked him for the reason, Ge Bai agreed to support him without saying a word.
What's more, the Force is still on the side of control.
It is also a powerful party.
"Okay."
"Then I'll take my leave!"
The Commissioner of Customs received a strong rejection.
At this time, he put down the wine glass with a cold face, and immediately led people to get up and leave.
"Walk slowly."
"No."
Ge Bai sat in his seat.
This sentence is in Chinese.
"Huh."
The customs commissioner walked out of the door of the bungalow, Minnie opened the car door for him, and asked in a concerned tone, "Uncle, will something happen?" β
The Commissioner of Customs paused, looked at her and said, "Definitely!" β
"You stay safe!"
The Commissioner of Customs sat in the car, and Minnie sighed and nodded slightly.
She never imagined that the relationship between the Force and Customs would suddenly take a turn for the worse and become a major crisis for the disciplined forces.
Of course, this crisis cannot escalate into a policing crisis that threatens the whole of Hong Kong like the "police and integrity conflict".
But at least there will be some unrest within the disciplined forces.
Because, both sides are law enforcement forces with weapons.
Moreover, the political power of the Customs is inherently inferior to that of the ICAC.
As a result, Customs has been unable to turn a "police conflict" into a "police conflict".
Tens of thousands of people are involved.
and even hundreds of thousands of security.
In addition, due to the large number of weapons in the customs, the "police and customs conflict" will be replaced by a more direct and short-lived conflict.
Muscle-to-muscle collision.
It's often a round to see the difference.
"Humph!"
Ge Bai stood at the window of the living room, watching the guests leave, his eyes flashing with disdain.
One of the reasons why he trusts Zhuang Shikai unconditionally is because Zhuang Sir plans to move later, and often sets up all the chessboards before things start.
Ge Bai wanted to see how the director of customs would take it.
"What are you doing with me?"
"Which hand reaches out!"
"Just cut off which of your hands!"
Ge Bai chuckled, turned back to the wine cabinet, and decided to drink the remaining half of the good wine, so as not to waste a bottle of treasured Bordeaux.
β¦β¦
"Zhuang sir."
"The Commissioner of Customs went to the Director's house last night." The next day, in the morning.
Zhou Huabiao walked into the office with a teacup, and chatted with the chief as soon as they met.
Zhuang Shikai picked up the coffee cup with some surprise, and asked out with a chuckle: "Where did you get the news?" β
To be honest, due to the different ranks.
The news received by Zhuang Shikai is often the hands of high-level officials, and he rarely receives gossip news.
And he is either a high-level participant in the police force, or he can just call and ask, how can there be any news to gossip?
What's more, he is not interested in the private life of the Commissioner of Police.
So Uncle Biao knew about this matter faster than him.
"Hehe, I have gossip." Uncle Biao chuckled, lowered his head and whispered, "It is said that the director scolded the director of customs. β
"What the hell did you say to the Director? Zhuang sir? The Commissioner was so imposing. Uncle Biao's attitude was a little puzzled, but Zhuang Shikai said out loud: "I'm just talking to the commissioner to let the police force show more muscles!" β
"We are the most numerous and busiest department in the disciplined forces."
"Should it have the highest priority in a criminal case?"
Zhuang Shikai teased at the corner of his mouth.
Uncle Biao gasped: "The highest priority? β
Although he did not understand the specific meaning of "highest priority", the "highest priority" among the eight disciplined forces was very shut-up when he heard it.
If the police force can really get this "highest priority" through the game with the customs, I am afraid that the political status of the police force will be improved in a new way.
The Force will be able to legally secure the top position in the disciplined forces, and it will be much easier for them to do their work in the future.
The political status of the top level will be increased, and the benefits and allowances of the grassroots will also increase.
This kind of thing related to institutional changes can benefit everyone from the top to the bottom.
Uncle Biao's expression instantly became excited.
He also understood how the director could support Zhuang Sir.
It's not just Zhuang sir who is strong enough.
The key is that Zhuang Sir always stands in the position of the police force.
And the vision is very high.
At this time, "Uncle Biao" opened his mouth, and he wanted to ask the meaning of "highest priority", and then understood the high-level affairs, so it was better not to intervene for the time being.
He immediately stopped the topic and spoke: "Sir Zhuang." β
"According to the latest news, Lin Kun took a group of his subordinates to Thailand, which may involve new transactions."
"Do you want to do something?"
Zhuang Shikai shook his head and said.
"Forget it."
"Let the brothers thoroughly investigate Lin Kun's assets."
"Wait for him to come back......"
"It should be possible to carry out the arrest."
Zhuang Shikai guessed in his heart that Lin Kun went to Thailand this time to test Guan Li.
After Guan Li passed through the kitchen incident, it had aroused Lin Kun's major suspicions.
And Guan Li probably wants to take this opportunity to find out the links of the entire drug production factory in one fell swoop.
Lin Kun felt that his body was not good and his heart was weak, so he decided to let the "disciple" become a "banker".
It's just that before helping the "disciples" to take the position, the suspicion of the "disciples" must be cleansed.
If the "disciple" really has a problem, he will have to be killed no matter how many years he has been with him.
If only the "disciples" were fine.
A new bookmaker will be born.
Guan Li will be mixed into the boss of the system group.
Zhuang Shikai can also completely destroy the drug factory.
Although, this is a killing for Guan Li, but Zhuang Shikai has done a thorough job in all aspects, and I believe that with Guan Li's ability, it should be no problem to survive.
βyesοΌsirοΌβ
Zhou Huabiao received the order solemnly.
Although he didn't know the commander's specific plan, it could be seen from the commander's strategic arrangement.
The good days of Linkun Group are coming to an end.
Otherwise, Sir Zhuang would not let him thoroughly check the assets in advance.
After Zhou Huabiao turned around and left, he immediately notified the serious crime team to do something.
Zhuang Shikai sat in his seat, picked up the coffee, and blew softly: "Whew." β
The strong aroma of coffee wafts in the office, and there is a faint girlish sweetness at the mouth of the cup.
There's a pretty boy stealing his cup!
Wow! Fetish!
Zhuang Sir tugged at the corners of his mouth, feeling that he was being sexually harassed invisibly. And he is a big man who is not good at dealing with little girls, and it will affect his image when he says it, so he can only endure it silently, and he is dumb and eats coptis, and he can't say anything about his suffering.
It's really a pretty boy's grievance.
β¦β¦
Meanwhile.
Chiang Rai, Thailand.
Border.
Deep in the mountains.
Several tents were erected.
The barbecue grill was smoking charcoal.
A group of local armed forces with guns on their shoulders and groups of guards beside them.
Lin Kun was holding a black gun, sitting on a chair with a golden sword, his eyes staring at the other side.
The leader of a village occupied by local armed forces here is Lin Kun's good friend "Luo Xinghan".
At this moment, it was raining in the deep mountains in the tropical night, and Guan Li, who was wearing a brown vest, was wearing a black cloth on his eyes, and his whole person was tied to a chair opposite.
"You're a needle!"
At this time, a gunman took off the black cloth in front of Guan Li's eyes.
Lin Kun yelled and pointed the pistol at Guan Li: "You are the needle inserted by the police!" β
Guan Li's pupils shrank sharply.
The crisis came faster than he had imagined!
More violent!
Lin Kun had a solemn expression and a ruthless color, staring at Guan Li and saying slowly: "There is an expert who takes a fancy to a young boy and accepts him as a disciple. β
"That posterior boy seems to be so eye-catching and careful, but it's a pity, after a few years, he is a needle."
Lin Kun was wearing a white vest, although he was suffering from a stubborn illness, he was still full of muscles, leaned over and stared at the other party, suddenly snapped, quickly loaded the bullet, and then re-aimed at Guan Li.