Sir Huang, thank you for your help! "Stanley, it's still the same bayside restaurant. Liu Baoqiang, Lu Zhilian, and Huang Wenbin, who had just been released from prison on parole, sat at the dining table, raised a soda together, and touched a full glass.

Shen Jiquan, Yuan Zhengyun and others were arrested a week ago. Now the ICAC has collected all the charges in the prison corruption case and has initiated prosecution procedures against Shen Jiquan and Qian Guofeng.

Yuan Zhengyun was transferred by the Hong Kong Island police to the procuratorate in the mainland and sent back to China for trial as a fugitive.

The case is closed.

Stanley could not have been without a warden for a long time.

The next day, the senior management of the corrections department reappointed the chief of prisons, let the new chief take over the prison, and re-in-examine and investigate the interior of Stanley.

First of all, Cao Yuanyuan has all hit the streets, and there is no need to investigate his commutation.

However, in the last five years, all the commutation reports need to be re-verified by the new prison director.

Not to mention, after verification, I found out that Shen Jiquan had done a lot of dirty things, and Cao Yuanyuan was just one of the big talents.

The remaining commutation reports for those minor characters have all been rejected, and all the behavior points will be cleared by the end of the year, and they may even be punished with extended sentences. However, the Corrections Department did not choose to issue arrest warrants for those who had already been released from prison, but deducted all the bail as punishments.

Of course, the ICAC will also make a public report to the citizens to give them an explanation......

Unfortunately, the citizens don't seem to care much about what happens in the prison.

Compared with the assault and the police report, the ICAC's public report is not very popular, but only serves as a bulletin board. After letting the citizens read it, they hummed softly, indicating that they knew about it.

In addition, the new prison director has also taken Huang Zhicheng out of the small dark room and signed a bail agreement for Huang Wenbin. This bail agreement didn't need to be opened by Li Sir at all, and Lu Zhilian could get it through a phone call from ICAC.

After Huang Wenbin was released from prison, Huang Zhicheng inherited the name of "Huang Laoxi" and carried the banner of Stanley's sir gang.

At this time, Huang Wenbin took a sip of Coke, shook his head, looked at the two of them and said: "I didn't help with the whole case, and in the end, I was able to get early bail, I should thank you." ”

"Huh." Lu Zhilian's face was full of comfort, leaning back in his chair, blowing the sea breeze and said, "Superintendent Huang, you have helped a lot. ”

"Without your help, the case wouldn't have ended so soon......"

"By the way, how's Inspector Huang? He didn't have an accident in the little black room, right? ”

Huang Wenbin raised his eyelids, pointed at him with his finger and said, "You're embarrassed to say it!" You threw the black pot on Huang Sir's back, and his ribs were broken three times, so I just helped you carry it! ”

"Wow, it's so miserable, but let me clarify first, it wasn't the black pot I dumped, it was he who took the initiative to take it."

"It's you! Don't quibble. ”

"It's not ......"

Liu Baoqiang looked at this scene, sat on the side and quipped: "Don't fight, just take the initiative to make meritorious service to Huang Sir." ”

"Sir Lu, you remember to bring some fruit to Stanley to see Sir Huang, you must not have no conscience."

"I don't need to be reminded of this." Lu Zhilian glared at him, nodded, and put aside the dispute with Huang Wenbin for the time being, but the two had nothing to say for a short time. I saw Liu Baoqiang then set his eyes on Huang Wenbin, and immediately asked, "Superintendent Huang, have you thought about what to do after you come out?" ”

"If you don't have anything to do, we can introduce you to a few good jobs." Liu Baoqiang and Lu Zhilian exchanged a look and nodded to each other.

A former social elite like Huang Wenbin has a high-level and highly educated foundation. It will certainly not satisfy the low-level work introduced by the "Social Assistance Association", "Prison Friends Association" and other institutions.

If necessary, Liu Baoqiang and Lu Zhilian can go through the door and put him in a large enterprise to work, at least they can live a decent life.

There is no way, Huang Wenbin's value is there, if the proper work is not decent enough, I am afraid that he will find a more decent job.

After all, it was too simple and easy for him to find this type of job......

Huang Wenbin smiled, understanding that the two chiefs were kind, and immediately made a casual salute gesture, raised his head and said to the two chiefs: "Don't worry, two sirs, I have been thinking about what to do when I get out of prison since I was in prison, and I have already thought of a way out." ”

"Thank you two sirs for your concern, I understand your kindness."

Liu Baoqiang smiled heartily with Lu Zhilian, pried up Erlang's leg and said, "It's good that you understand, Huang sir!" ”

"Come on, come on, the three of you have a big meal."

At this time, the boss wearing an apron, holding three dinner plates in both hands, with Liu Baoqiang's active help, one for each person was placed in front of him.

Liu Baoqiang stared at an egg, an orange, and a group of rice on the plate and asked, "Boss, this is a beggar!" ”

"Stanley, Stanley package!"

The boss wiped his little hands, and after answering the question, he turned to leave. Huang Wenbin picked up the spoon, scooped up a ball of rice and said, "I ordered it, and after eating him, you will be able to see the world more clearly." ”

"Wow, the prison is a real thing, a great writer, Huang sir, come, go one!"

"Jingle Bell." The soda of the three people bumped into each other again.

……

Department.

Office of the Commissioner of Police.

Two figures in white uniforms faced each other, both holding cigarettes in their hands. One of these two people is the owner of the office, the "first brother" Zeng Xiangrong, and the other is the head of the Operations Department, senior superintendent "Li Wenbin".

It can be said that Zeng Xiangrong is not only the first brother of the police force, but also the first brother of all Shanghai immigrants, standing on the position of Hong Kong with two feet and winning the support of Hong Kong Island. Behind it, relying on the funds of the Shanghai Gang, he is calling for wind and rain in the high society of Hong Kong Island, and his status is very high.

The fact that "Yuan Zhengyun" was sent back to China for trial may affect some Shanghainese business tycoons next, and the news naturally reached the ears of "First Brother".

However, "Brother Yi" will not meddle in this little matter. It's just that I'm afraid that the scope will expand, add scandal to myself, and affect the next term.

At this time, Zeng Xiangrong was sitting on the side of the reception sofa, smoking a cigarette, looking at Li Wenbin with a solemn expression and asking, "Yuan Zhengyun has no cooperative relationship with you, right?" ”

"No, I never work with fellow villagers with a gray background."

Li Wenbin had a straight face, and his voice was a little hoarse, probably because he didn't sleep well last night. After speaking, he picked up the white porcelain cup on the table and took a sip of tea gently.

"That's good." Zeng Xiangrong nodded, and said with some emotion: "What do you mean by Li Shaoze?" ”

"The entire Criminal and Security Department, he can play as much as he wants, isn't it difficult enough!"

"Is it that if Lu Sir speaks for him, he dares to think that he is a 500 million inspector?"

Although this incident did not affect Zeng Xiangrong and others, it also caused Zeng Sir to be very unhappy, thinking that it was his own retreat and retreat, which caused Li Shaoze to even have the idea of a black hand.

It's a pity that his confidence is insufficient, and he can't slap Li sir, so he doesn't dare to be ruthless at all......

Not only is there confidence within the police force, but the current businessmen of Shanghai nationality also want to have a business conflict with the richest man in Hong Kong. Every time everyone sits down for a meeting, it revolves around Zeng sir's words about "harmony makes money", "building a harmonious society" and other things that do not know.

Li Wenbin didn't speak for a while, and only after Zeng Xiangrong calmed down did he slowly speak: "Sir Zeng, I'll check." ”

"Before you do something, it's better to find out before you talk about it."

"Hmm."

Zeng Xiangrong nodded, tapped on the sofa and said, "It's still Wen Bin, you are safe, you check first, if you find out the problem, find an opportunity to teach Li Shaoze that guy a lesson." ”

"Sometimes I want to let them see the power of the Shanghai Gang!"

This collision is not only an internal problem within the police force, but the reaction of all members of the Shanghai Gang, who will definitely react when they feel threatened.

“yes，sir。”

"I've got a few things to do, so I'll go first."

After Li Wenbin finished speaking, he just finished the cigarette in his hand, and then snuffed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray. After looking down at his watch and feeling that the time was about the same, he got up and said goodbye to "Brother Yi".

"Go ahead."

Zeng Xiangrong waved his hand, watched Li Wenbin close the door and leave, did not get up from the sofa, but took out his mobile phone and chatted with people in a hurry.

He also thought that Li Wenbin didn't want to take up too much of the chief's time, so he finished talking and retreated politely. As everyone knows, Li Wenbin did make an appointment to meet in the afternoon.

……

Stanley, Gulf Restaurant.

"Sir Li, are you here so early?" Huang Wenbin leaned on the plastic chair and looked at Li Wenbin, the "Eagle of the Central District", who parked the car on the shore. I haven't seen him for a few years, Li Wenbin's momentum has deepened and deepened, and a pair of eyes seem to be able to see through people's hearts.

"Hmm, what's wrong with me?" Li Wenbin walked to the front of the restaurant, pulled out a chair, and found that there were still two stacks of unfinished set meals on the table, it seemed that Huang Wenbin had met someone before.

As he guessed, in fact, Liu Baoqiang and Lu Zhilian had only left the restaurant for more than ten minutes, and the boss had not had time to clean up the mess.

"Boss, put the things away and serve two more drinks."

Huang Wenbin beckoned inside, and immediately took out a cigarette and handed it to Li Wenbin, but Li Wenbin waved his hand and refused.

So, Huang Wenbin no longer insisted on it, and after lighting a cigarette for himself, he took a deep breath and said: "I want you a sum of money, 30 million." ”

"When I get the money, I'll go to England."

Li Wenbin watched the tableware in front of him being moved, took the boss's drink, stirred the straw and asked, "Why did you give you 30 million?" What are you exchanging with me, can you exchange so much money? ”

"Sir Li, stop kidding."

"What do you say is the most valuable thing in war? Intelligence, of course. ”

Huang Wenbin has an inch of hair, wears a suit, and looks very rustic compared to before, but he is a little more stable. The prison is a good place to train people, and I heard Huang Wenbin bow his head slightly, leaned forward and said, "Let me tell you a piece of news first, I am a black policeman, Han Chen's person." ”

(End of chapter)