"Hey, this, how can I say it!"

Hearing Zhang Pin's question, Superintendent Zhang did not refuse on the grounds of confidentiality.

The other party thought about it and said it anyway.

"Actually, this money didn't come out of the old America."

"Does Sir Zhang know that in order to buy oil in the Middle East, they set up a banknote printing factory over there, just to facilitate transactions with those guys in the Middle East."

"Is it so cool? Directly exchange some paper for oil? ”

When Zhang Pin heard Superintendent Zhang say this, he probably guessed the origin of the stolen money.

"Yes, although it is said that it can be transferred by bank, but you also know that a lot of big dogs in the Middle East don't like bank numbers, they like real cash."

"The United States is probably for convenience, after all, for them, rather than spending a lot of effort to transport US dollars from China to the Middle East, it is definitely easier to print money on the spot, after all, for us, the face value of US dollar bills is very high, but for them, it is just paper that can be produced by starting the machine."

"Then one day, we got a message that the money printing factory over there had suddenly been stolen, and the stolen thing was this batch of 100 dollar bills."

Superintendent Zhang nodded in agreement, and then talked about the reason for the incident.

"In the end, our Interpol intercepted the stolen money at sea, because we were the closest to Hong Kong Island at that time, and we were afraid that something would happen, so we chose to put things on Hong Kong Island first.

"I heard that the Interpol who defected is actually a member of the CIA?"

Zhang Pin remembered that the last time he went to Japan, Interpol also lost the stolen money.

"Yes, to tell you the truth, we actually got some information, and at the same time found some evidence, this money was actually printed by the CIA privately.

As a result, I don't know what's going on, the news leaked, and we were actually involved in it for some reason.

Now everyone knows that this thing is in our hands, and Lao Mei has asked us to keep it temporarily, but you also know that this is the second time it has been lost. ”

Hearing Superintendent Zhang's words, Zhang Pin didn't say much.

He had heard before that Lao Mei's CIA was actually a revenue-generating department, and now it seems that the rumors are really credible.

Not to mention anything else, at least this dollar bill can be counted as the other party's earnings out of thin air.

And the old United States is reluctant to accept it back home, probably because it wants other countries to help them digest the money.

After all, for others, it's a lot of money, but if it's shipped back to old America, for most of them, it's just some special piece of paper.

They even have to find a way to keep the paper in circulation.

Zhang Pin was able to guess their thoughts, rather than shipping the money back to China, just circulating it in his own pockets, it was better to exchange it for some better resources.

"Forget it, don't talk about it, Sir Zhang, since the money has been found, how about you handle the rest of the things?"

Superintendent Zhang saw that Zhang Pin didn't want to speak, so he didn't say more, and instead talked about the remaining weapons.

Obviously, he valued the stolen money more than the two dozen boxes of arms.

"Yes!"

Hearing Superintendent Zhang say this, Zhang Pin immediately nodded and agreed without hesitation.

Listening to Superintendent Zhang's tone, you can know that it is a bit hot to get this money.

Rather, it's this batch of arms.

Although this thing is also likely to be left here by a certain department of Lao Mei, it is a bit worthless compared to 80 million US dollars.

For Zhang Pin, the stolen money is a time bomb, but the arms are different.

In his capacity, if this batch of arms is confiscated to the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station, as long as Commissioner Lai agrees, he can even consider taking them out to equip his own men.

Zhang Pin said that he would do it, and he first directly called Director Zeng Xiangrong's phone.

The last time the other party gave him a task, he left his private number.

Now that the stolen money has been found, I have to report it to the other party anyway.

"Very good, I really didn't misunderstand you, Sir Zhang."

The phone was quickly connected, and after Zhang Pinxiang reported to the pair, Zeng Xiangrong praised him verbally.

Then Zhang Pin directly mentioned that while finding the stolen money, he also found a batch of arms.

"You want to equip your mates, you can, but remember to prepare this batch of arms in advance, and ask your director to make an application and send it to me for signature when the time comes."

I don't know if it was because of Xiang Ronghao's speech, or because of Zhang Pin's reward for this eucalyptus.

The other party directly agreed to Zhang Pin's request to intercept this batch of arms, but asked him to remember to prepare it from above.

After all, they must know the information about this batch of arms, and they are obviously afraid that Zhang Pin will mess up in the future.

Zhang Pin is also very happy about this, and the matter is here, and the stolen money can be regarded as over.

At least for Zhang Pin, the matter is over.

He consulted with Superintendent Zhang, and then agreed that Interpol personnel would come in and move the boxes of arms out and hand them over to the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station.

No way, there are 80 million dollars in the room, and they still don't plan to let more people know.

As for saying that this room is likely to be the logistics warehouse of a certain department of Lao Mei.

Zhang Pin and Superintendent Zhang tacitly didn't know this.

Since it is a secret warehouse, it was discovered by them, so the other party can only suffer this loss.

You can't come to Hong Kong Island to trouble the Hong Kong Police and Interpol because of this incident.

After the negotiation, Zhang Pin left Chen Jin here to be responsible for handing over the arms, and he went back to rest first.

After finally finishing a eucalyptus, of course he had to rest well.

Today it happened to be my turn to find Director Chen.

Guo Xiuwen took out the phone and confirmed Director Chen's current location first.

After learning that the other party was in the office, he thought about it, and it just so happened that he shot again today, and he just happened to go for a psychotherapy.

Of course, psychotherapy, in addition to psychological, physical cannot be ignored.

Fortunately, Director Chen is highly skilled, and whether it is a psychological problem or a physical problem, he can solve it for Zhang Pin.

As soon as the two met, there was another burst of thunder and fire, so naturally there was no need to say much.

The next day, a refreshed Zhang Pin came to the police station.

"Ahh

Chen Jin stared at a dark circle and waited in the office early, and was so excited when he saw him.

"Why are you here so early, you were so busy late last night?"

When Zhang Pin saw Chen Jin's dark circles, he knew that the other party must not have rested well last night, after all, the more than 20 boxes of weapons and equipment in the back were all brought back by him to register and put them in storage.

"I didn't sleep all night last night!"

Hearing Zhang Pin's words, Chen Jin opened his mouth and yawned.

However, although he was tired all night, he was in a very good mood.

"Boss, these things will really be used for us in the future?"

The reason why he was so happy was, of course, because Zhang Pin had told him that the weapons and equipment seized from the abandoned warehouse would be arranged for use by the heavy eucalyptus and anti-black departments of the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station in the future.

Speaking of which, Zhang Pin's purpose can be achieved so easily.

In addition to the fact that he completed the task he had assigned to Rong, it was also related to the Wan Chai riots some time ago.

After all, there was such a big thing suddenly, Zhang Pin proposed to strengthen the equipment of the police station, Zeng Xiangrong thought that he should not pay for it himself anyway, and even other steps to reward his subordinates could be waived.

This is the reason why the other party agreed so happily.

Of course, there is another point that the origin of this batch of things is unknown, rather than causing disputes as a result of confiscating the headquarters at that time, it is better to let Zhang Pin digest it internally.

In this way, if there is really any problem, you can directly excuse yourself on the grounds of ignorance, and even find a guy who can top the thunder as a last resort.

"Of course, isn't it already in the warehouse?

I'll tell the commissioner to get some of the bullets out and then you can take your guys to the shooting range to try out your senses and practice your skills. ”

Zhang Pin nodded, the things captured this time are very rich, and the most important thing is that the bullets are enough to fight a war.

It seems that Lao Mei's so-called rumor that when he is on the battlefield, 10,000 bullets can hit a target is not groundless.

Otherwise, it is completely inexplicable, and among the more than 20 wooden boxes they stored, more than a dozen boxes were full of bullets.

With so many bullets, of course, it is impossible to wait for all of them to be used for the mission.

Some of the models in this batch of firearms are new and have not been touched by officers of the Hong Kong Island Police Force at all.

After Zhang Pin got Zeng Xiangrong's approval, he had already planned to use some of it for the training of some police officers.

......

is different from Zhang Pin's three times and two divisions by two, and he got the stolen money.

On the other side, Song Zijie, who also accepted Zeng Xiangrong's task, after saying goodbye to his girlfriend, deliberately wore a suit and leather shoes, and rushed to the Levy Hotel by taxi.

After he got out of the car, he didn't delay at all, and rushed straight to the auditorium inside a hotel.

There's a waltz going on inside.

This kind of dance competition has always been the so-called upper-class circle on Hong Kong Island, in order to be elegant, they spend their own money and praise the small hobbies of some people around them.

Because the prom is very small, it can even be said to be self-entertainment within some circles, so there are no restrictions on the guests.

Or to make the game look lively, as long as it is a well-dressed person, even hotel guests who have not been invited can come and go as they please.

Song Zijie is good-looking, he looks personable in a suit, and naturally no one will stop him if he wants to go in.

He had read the information in the past few days, but in order not to recognize the wrong person, he looked at it again at the door, and then deliberately paced into the misunderstanding.

Due to time constraints, when he arrived, the game was about to start.

"Sir, this way, please!"

When the waiter at the door saw Song Zijie entering, he wanted to invite the other party to sit down in the vacant seat.

However, he waved his hand and refused to lead the way.

"No need, I have acquaintances."

Then he glanced a few times, and soon found the target of this mission, Long Si, and the other party's daughter.

So his eyes lit up, and then he pretended to be careless, and walked to the empty seat where the other party was.

The table was already full, and he didn't care, but pulled a chair from the side and squeezed in by himself.

This table was closest to the stage, and everyone's attention was on the stage at this time, but they did not notice his small movements.

Then he heard that Ryusi was comforting his daughter.

"Don't worry, there is absolutely no problem with the set of movements that Daddy taught you, I competed with your mommy more than 20 years ago, and this is the set I used, from the beginning to the end of the music, the applause of the audience is reluctant to stop."

Hearing Long Si's words, his daughter Long Xiao didn't speak, and seemed to be still a little nervous.

After all, it was her first time at this kind of ball, and because she knew that the competition was late, she had only a short time to learn waltzing.

Now I'm afraid that I might not perform well on stage for the first time.

Seeing his daughter like this, Long Si put his hand on the other party's shoulder again and comforted him.

"Although there are times when you may not be able to get the first applause from others, as long as you do your best, someone will definitely appreciate it."

The effect of this sentence is obviously much better than the effect just now.

Long Xiao still knows how many pounds and taels he has, so he doesn't expect how good he can be in the game.

She just loves dancing and having fun.

Hearing this scene, Song Zijie felt more relieved.

He first pretended to observe the dancers on the stage, and then carefully touched Long Xiao's shoulder.

"Hello, do you know Mr. Ryusi?"

Song Zijie blinked his eyes, which immediately made Long Xiao blush.

However, she still asked more about someone she didn't know about her father.

"Is there anything you're looking for him?"

Long Xiao didn't have worry in his eyes, but was very curious.

"He's my idol!"

Song Zijie's gaze did not look at Long Xiao, but fell on the dancers on the stage.

"He's your idol?"

Hearing Song Zijie's answer, Long Xiao was very curious.

You know, Long Si is a businessman who runs a shipyard, so how can there be any fans.

"Of course, I like waltzes very much, but I can't dance them myself, so I like to watch others dance, and the reason I like this dance is because of a waltz competition more than 20 years ago, and Mr. Ryusi and his wife happened to be performing.

At that time, I was very attracted to dance, but there were not many people who could dance this kind of dance at that time, and Mr. Ryusi can be said to be out of the limelight, and I have always wanted to know him since then. ”

Song Zijie's eyes were still looking at the stage, trying to show a veteran waltz fan.

Hearing his words, Long Xiao suddenly felt a wonderful feeling in his heart.

Although she vaguely felt that there seemed to be a loophole in Song Zijie's words, just looking at the other party's side face that was seriously watching the dance, she already felt that she was blushing.

How can there be such a good-looking man.

And the other party happens to be a fan of his father's dance.

What's more, the other person also happens to like waltzing.

"I happen to know Mr. Ryusi, do you want me to help introduce you two to each other."

Thinking of this, Long Xiao looked at Song Zijie happily.