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Jockey Club Building.

"Lun Tianyuan", who served as the security minister of the Jockey Club, walked out of the door, looked left and right, and walked quickly to the fountain pool in front of him: "Sir Lu, long time no see." ”

"Brother Lun."

Lu Zhilian put his hands in front of his lower abdomen, bowed and greeted him in a proper manner.

"Lun Tianyuan" took out a cigarette case from the inner pouch of his suit, smoked a cigar from it, and handed it to Lu Zhilian in front of him.

He was previously ICAC's chief investigator and was reprimanded by his superiors after finding a wrong case, and finally submitted his resignation letter to ICAC.

At that time, the special recruitment carried out by the Independent Commission Against Corruption was to find someone to replace him.

After many rounds of interviews, Lu Zhilian at that time was successfully selected, and among them was "Lun Tianyuan" who appreciated his element. Later, Lun Tianyuan also took Lu Zhilian to familiarize himself with the ICAC and hand over the work, and the two worked together for a month.

For Lu Zhilian, "Lun Tianyuan" is not only an old acquaintance, but also a senior worthy of respect.

If not, on the club's management list, I saw Lun Tianyuan's name. He did not yet know about Lun Tianyuan, who went to work for the Jockey Club after leaving his job.

However, it has always been a good way for the officers of the police force and the ICAC to go to large enterprises to serve as security ministers after retiring or leaving their posts. Many chiefs with no background will choose to do this, which is not a strange thing.

When he saw the cigar delivered to him, Lu Zhilian looked serious and politely refused: "Sir Lun, you know I can't smoke it." ”

"Huh."

"I've been away from ICAC for six years."

"The commissioner can drink Moutai and eat steak, so why can't Sir Lu smoke a cigar?"

Lun Tianyuan took back the cigar, put it in his mouth, and shook off the lighter to light it.

"Whew".

Lun Tianyuan blew out a puff of smoke, turned his head to look at Lu Zhilian and asked, "Sir Lu, why did you come to me?" ”

With the contacts he has accumulated in ICAC, he has been able to take on the position of Minister of Security with ease and a lot of oil.

Now you can not only wear designer suits, but also smoke Cuban cigars.

Recently, he has also heard about the "greed" of the Jockey Club trader, and now he knows what Lu Zhilian is looking for.

Sure enough, Lu Zhilian said in a sincere tone: "A few days ago, ICAC received a report that the Jockey Club has a trader named Deng Zhaohong who is corrupt. ”

"After we conducted an investigation for a few days, Deng Zhaohong was killed."

"We have reason to suspect that the Wài Wéi Group, which bribed Tang, collaborated with other Jockey Club executives. Otherwise, they wouldn't have dared to kill Deng Zhaohong so quickly. °C Eight '°C Eight '°C Read』 °C Book,.■.o↑"

"Sir Lun, I want you to help me."

Lu Zhilian dragged out all his current analysis and told it all to Lun Tianyuan, just to impress Lun Tianyuan in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Lun Tianyuan pinched the cigar in his hand, rolled his eyelids, and said with a blank look: "I am the one who collects the salary of the Jockey Club, and if you want to investigate the senior management of the Jockey Club, you just want me to be a ghost." ”

"It can't be."

Now, Lun Tianyuan wears gold and silver, and he is all about the Jockey Club's food.

What if I accidentally lose my job in the process of investigating the Club's top management?

ICAC won't pay him now!

Lu Zhilian heard Lun Tianyuan's answer, his hands chā jìn pants pockets, looked directly at the other party and said, "I remember when I first entered ICAC, you told me. ICAC is not a job, but a belief. ”

"Senior, this is what you taught me."

Lun Tianyuan's expression was stunned when he was smoking, and after turning around in place twice with his cigar, he said with a complicated expression: "Go first." ”

After saying this, Lun Tianyuan lowered his head and walked back to the Jockey Club Building while smoking.

Lu Zhilian quietly looked at his back, neither re-persuaded nor frustrated.

After all, if someone else helps him alone, he may lose his job. It's normal to take time to think about it. With his understanding of Sir Lun, Lun Tianyuan didn't directly refuse just now, and he definitely couldn't look past it in his heart. After Sir Lun thinks clearly, he will definitely help him investigate.

This is because "fighting corruption and advocating honesty and the spirit of the rule of law" has always been the spirit and belief of the ICAC people. At the beginning, Sir Lun resigned because he found something that should not be checked, but it was a pity that an investigation expert was found.

……

The other side.

The suburbs of Kowloon.

Liu Baoqiang led a small group of men to the back door of a private house, and made a gesture to the side, and the police officers lowered the qiāng mouth and leaned against the walls on both sides of the iron gate.

This is the entrance of a Wài Wéitóu Zhù station, according to Liu Sir's investigation, Shangjia Tóu Zhù station has a large flow of water, and it is one of the best Wài Wéitóu zhù stations in Central.

In the past few days, after Liu Baoqiang handed over "Deng Zhaohong" to ICAC, he did not give up the investigation, and at the same time sent his men to collect the wind outside.

I just received the news that in the last ball game, there was a bet of tens of millions, which was taken away by this tóu zhù station. After the upset, the prize money was as high as more than 30 million. And all of them were cashed out at the wài wéitóu zhù station and paid to the "gambling dog".

A wài wéitóu zhù station can come up with such a large amount of bonuses, and the forces behind it will definitely not be small. Regardless of whether the big dealer behind it has anything to do with the Jockey Club case or not, he is ready to bring his guys to play a shot.

Hey.

The guys on the West End are that kind of character.

Now that they're all ready to go.

Then we must do it to the end.

How is it possible that when ICAC says halftime, they just do it?

Sir Liu plans to collect some fierce materials first, and wait until the CAC is deflated, and then continue to beg him obediently!

At this time, when the guys were ready, he sorted out his suit, walked to the iron door, raised his palm and slapped it heavily: "Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

"Buy the ball, buy the ball."

"Open the door to Lao Tzu!"

A horse boy walked behind the iron gate, pulled down a small gate, looked outside, and then pulled the iron door open and said: "Knock on the door so hard, you will pay for the damage of the iron door!" ”

"I will pay if I lose, and I will pay you when I win."

Liu Baoqiang casually twisted his neck and walked into the iron gate, and while answering the words, he swept his gaze into the tóu zhù station.

I saw that inside the tóu zhù station, more than a dozen guests were writing notes with notebooks in their hands, and they were gathered around two round tables to watch the ball game.

What's funny is that the station also engages in humanized services, and actually puts all the teacups on their desks, and fills them with melon seeds and peanuts, just like a tea party.

Inside, there are five or six horses, holding a pen in one hand and a phone in the other, answering calls from outside. In addition, there is a bookkeeper with a laptop on his desk. Above is the turnover of the tóu zhù account, as well as the real-time score of the match.

As the big guy "Brother Biao", he wore a red leather coat and leather shoes, and a red watch on his head, only a red scarf around his neck.

As long as there is a gambling at the tóu zhù station, he is such a dress, which means that "business is booming".

The gamblers in the tóu zhù station thought that he wanted to get rich and wanted to go crazy, so they all gave him a nickname called "fortune standard".

Now "Brother Fa Cai" is holding a thermos cup and drinking the wolfberry tea inside. Suddenly, he heard that the iron door was opened, so he raised his eyes and looked outside: "It's the police!" Run! ”

Since the "Dongxing" problem was solved, the old forms of underground casinos and blockages have been completely extinct. Only a few "wài wéi" tóu zhù stations derived from the Jockey Club remain.

Most of these small tóu zhù stations were operated by the former Sijiu Tsai of Dongxing. For example, the guy who made a fortune was a little-known little Sijiu under "Liang Xiaotang" before.

Now I make a fortune by driving a tóu zhù station and stay up for a lifetime, which can be regarded as a breakthrough.

But no matter how rich they are, they will never "face-to-face" the police in the West End.

The horse boy who opened the door didn't recognize it, but the "fortune table" really recognized it, and the person at the door was the third generation of the Western District Serious Crime Team "Liu Baoqiang".

After perceiving the vigilant gaze inside, Liu Baoqiang raised his hand and shook it, smiling, as if he was greeting an old friend who had not been seen for a long time.

But the guys of the serious crime team who were on call in the corridor were full of murderous spirit, and they rushed into the tóu zhù station with qiāng in both hands.

"Police! Get down all of them! ”

"Uh...... The police? “

It's not a big sin to buy wài wéi, and the gamblers at the round table are not in a hurry, still watching the ball game and drinking tea. It's a big deal to wait and go to the police station to pay a fine, even if you squat for two days, it doesn't matter. Anyway, those "old gambling dogs" don't have any serious jobs, and they don't miss a day or two.

As for the horses, who were collecting the bets, they saw the police entering the stadium with qiāng. Immediately picked up the ledger and computer in front of him, and hurriedly tried to escape.

Isn't it just a bet? Is it necessary to use qiāng as soon as you enter the door?

The horses were packing up their things, and their hearts were full of grievances.

The guys of the Serious Crime Team acted quickly, rushed up one after another, and took off all the horses with a fierce face.

"Da-da-da-da."

As early as when the police officers entered the door, they had already grabbed the keys to the sports car on the table and left through the back door.

Liu Baoqiang, who had been standing at the door, saw this scene, his expression moved, and he turned around and walked through the iron gate. After trotting around for a while, stand in front of a red sports car.

Drip.

The sports car's lights flashed.

The anxious figure of the "fortune standard" pulled the driver's seat from the right, sat on the leather seat, and grabbed the steering wheel.

Liu Baoqiang's figure pulled the back seat from the left, strode into the back seat, took out a police qiāng from his waist, put it on the neck of the fortune target and said with a smile: "Big man, you run very fast." ”

"Sir, be careful, you must be careful."

"Fa Cai Biao" raised his hands, felt the cold qiāng mouth on his neck, looked at the rearview mirror in the car, and asked with a helpless wry smile: "Ah sir, why are you in this car mine?" ”

"You're all red, and the big black sky is too dazzling."

"It's just a test of Sir's IQ."

Liu Baoqiang finished sneering with a smile on his face, and then said: "You asked Sir a question, and now Sir also wants you a question." ”

"Fortune Standard" is not the first time to deal with the police, hearing Liu Sir behind him talking so much nonsense to him, he immediately knows that things are not good. Because, the more the police told him, the more he had to vomit. 11