This is also the reason why Li Wenbin is so generous.

Zhang Pin actually doesn't look down on this credit.

But as the head of the operations department of the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station, he needs to give credit to his subordinates.

"So many goods, enough to cause a sensation."

Li Wenbin finished dividing the people and looked at the goods piled up together.

A full 100 kilograms, such a large amount of white flour, not to say that it shocked the world, at least it can be regarded as shocking Hong Kong Island.

"Heichai is just a small demolitionist, and he can get a hundred kilograms of goods at one time, if it is other big buyers, it is not even more exaggerated."

He quickly thought of the eight-faced Buddha from the white face.

This guy is the largest seller in the Golden Triangle, and the inventory is too exaggerated.

After all, for some Taoist friends, a one-time is a few grams of smoking.

100 kilograms of white flour is enough to supply the entire Hong Kong Island.

And what can be known is that with the strength of Heichai, it is completely impossible to be a big buyer of the eight-faced Buddha.

is such a small partner, and the eight-faced Buddha gave him so many goods at one time, which shows that the other party's stock must be enough.

Or how determined is the other party to open up the Hong Kong Island market.

"This guy must be dealt with as soon as possible, let him continue, it will be a great harm to the whole world."

Li Wenbin took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

This time, Zhang Pin rarely nodded and agreed.

The white-faced dealers he killed were not less.

From Zhu Tao at the beginning to Hua Xinwu recently, don't look at these guys, but maybe the shipments in a year may not be as much as Heichai this time.

After all, it's a hundred kilograms, and it's not wheat or rice.

This thing is sold by the gram.

"Don't be idle, let's help dispose of the corpse together, this thing is sealed with the munitions, and it will be guarded by a special person, so that it doesn't flow outside."

Zhang Pin was not ready to stay any longer.

Dozens of people died here, there were so many goods, and a lot of were caught.

Wait for the leaders and reporters to receive the news and will rush over soon.

In order to deal with these things, some people will definitely need to work all night.

Zhang Pin naturally can't stay up all night with everyone here, it doesn't make any sense.

On the contrary, the younger brothers under his command are full of enthusiasm and can't stop at all.

This case involves so many white faces, arms and even transnational criminal gangs, for those who handle it, it is definitely a resume worth bragging.

And tonight there were zero casualties.

In such a good situation, the entire Hong Kong Island Police Force, except for Zhang Pin's subordinates, such as the Central District Serious Crime Unit, rarely encounters it.

Even if Li Wenbin gave up all the credit.

But as long as they show up on the spot, even if there are no other benefits, at least this month's or this quarter's bonus will definitely be a big income.

After all, there is such a thing as income rebates, there will be such a thing as income rebates.

This Colombian drug lord originally came to trade with Heichai in good faith.

Even if they wanted to eat black in the middle, out of confidence in their own strength and strategy, they also brought the funds from the transaction.

This money must be handed over as usual.

However, they will definitely be given a part of the bonus as well.

Zhang Pin arranged things, made a phone call with Li Jiaren, and drove back to Tong Keren's villa.

"Husband, come here, come and see, Bourne has a lot of passports."

After entering the villa, it was already early in the morning, and it turned out that Tong Keren had not slept yet, but was competing against a pile of passports.

"What's there to see in the passport, you go to the room with me, and I'll show you a big baby."

Zhang Pin really has little interest in passports.

"No, these passports are all real, we have tested them ourselves, and the name of each passport is different."

Tong Keren is not a person who has never seen the market.

The reason for this surprise is that Byrne's passports are so unusual.

"All true?"

Hearing Tong Keren's words, Zhang Pin was also a little surprised.

There are many passports, nothing unusual.

Bourne is white-skinned and has a London accent, and many countries are visa-free for them.

If the other party is willing, it is not difficult to get a few passports or something.

But if it is a real passport with a different name, then the reason for it is worth talking about.

"Let me see, did you take it from that safe at HSBC?"

Zhang Pin picked up a passport casually, and then asked Bourne.

Byrne couldn't remember his previous experiences and memories because of his amnesia.

There was only one laser on him, and inside was a string of numbers.

When he was working as a bodyguard for Tong Keren, Zhang Pin deliberately investigated the other party.

Byrne also confessed to them the number on his body.

After inquiry, Zhang Pin found out that this was a set of account numbers and passwords for HSBC safes.

So after Byrne got the news, he took the initiative to go to the bank to check the safe, naturally in order to find his identification.

As a result, when he went, he found that there were weapons and cash in the safe, as well as a large number of passports.

His first reaction was that he should be a killer, and these passports were all fake certificates that he used to disguise his identity.

Tong Keren, who was traveling with him, also saw the passports, and her initial guess was similar to that of Bourne, though she felt that Bourne was more of an international agent.

Then she had a whimsical idea and took Bourne directly to the big, embassy, and embassy of the country where the passport was located to check Bourne's identity.

Originally, it was just a joke on her part.

After checking the results, it was found that all seven or eight of Bourne's passports were genuine.

From the information in the archives of the embassy, you can find out the identity and experience of the other party.

Naturally, it is impossible for a person to have seven or eight different experiences, so theoretically these identities should be fake.

But if it's fake, then the country corresponding to the passport should be able to find out.

Now there is such a contradiction, so Tong Ke and Bourne are so surprised that they can't sleep.

"I may really be an agent, so what am I here for?"

Byrne's face was confused.

If he were a killer, the passport would have been fake.

Now that all the passports are real, it is naturally impossible for the killer to do such a thing.

On the contrary, the identity of the agent is very reasonable.

It's just that even if he guessed his identity, he still didn't remember his memory.

"Don't think about it so much, whether it's an agent or a bodyguard, it's all work anyway."

Zhang Pin threw his passport back on the table and didn't care.

"Keep an eye on it, maybe when you wake up, your contact will come to your door."

Seeing that the two of them didn't seem to have any sense of crisis at all, Zhang Pin specially reminded them.

It doesn't matter if Bourne's identity is a killer or an agent.

There is a saying that Byrne is right, he must have come to Hong Kong Island with a purpose or a mission.

Now he has lost his memory and has no idea of his mission.

Originally, it was estimated that it was over, and it was over.

After all, Hong Kong Island is so big, and Bourne's organization may not be able to find him.

But today Bourne went to the bank to pick up the package, and went to the embassy to check his identity, which must have alarmed some people.

I can't say that the other party is already acting now.

With the ability that Byrne showed after his amnesia, the strength of the forces behind him can naturally be imagined.

In fact, Zhang Pin has long guessed about this.

Judging by Bourne's complexion, he must be one of those hooligans.

Originally, because the other party was from London, and the accent was also London, Zhang Pin thought that the other party might be seven groups or something.

After all, there has been a recent dissolution of the Political Department on Hong Kong Island.

It just so happened that the Political Department was originally a subordinate force belonging to the seven groups.

It makes sense for the other side to send someone.

But now, judging from the fact that Bourne suddenly has so many passports from various countries, it is clear that the other party's forces belong.

After all, it is impossible for any other force in the world to do this except that scoundrel.

The world hegemon is not blown out.

After knowing the forces to which Bourne belonged, Zhang Pin naturally remembered his trip to the stick and led his subordinates to get rid of a branch of the CIA.

So it seems that the purpose of Byrne's coming here should be to make trouble for himself.

Thinking that Bourne, who was originally here to find trouble, has now become his bodyguard, Zhang Pin doesn't know why, he can't help but want to laugh.

Sure enough, the real world doesn't need to be logical, and anything can really happen.

"You're an agent, so are you still on a mission?"

After learning that Bourne was an agent, Tong Keren was not afraid, but was very curious.

After all, everyone has seen the movie 007.

Bourne also looks similar to 007, thinking about the other party saving the world, I'm quite looking forward to it.

"No, I may have been an agent before, but not now and not ever."

Hearing Tong Keren's question, Bourne shook his head without hesitation.

"Although I don't have any memories of my past, I instinctively resent my previous life."

Bourne didn't have the slightest joy on his face when he mentioned it.

"Sometimes when I want to think back to my old memories, there is always a voice in my heart, as if to remind myself that the previous life is not worth remembering, and the current life is what I want to have."

Byrne brought up his past, his face calm.

Although he has lost his memory, he can still distinguish between good and bad.

Recently, he was nominally a bodyguard, but in fact Tong Keren regarded him as a friend.

Because Tong Keren is either at work or with Zhang Pin, Bourne naturally has a lot of free time of his own.

Bourne's free time on weekdays is actually quite boring.

He had no friends on Hong Kong Island and was not an active person himself.

So a lot of the time he's just a person in a daze.

But even if it was a boring daze, Bourne would feel comfortable and satisfied from the bottom of his heart.

Because he only lost his memory, but in fact his cognitive abilities and other abilities were not lost.

So he can really perceive what his previous life was like.

He had a deep desire for freedom in his heart.

Even he sometimes has a thought in his heart: I am really glad that I can lose my memory.

"Is it really dangerous? Then let's sleep together at night. ”

Tong Keren heard Zhang Pin asking them to pay attention to the danger, she immediately jumped to Zhang Pin's side, hugged his arm and refused to let go.

Zhang Pin couldn't help but glare at the other party.

Tong Keren is not a drunkard, not drinking, staring at his waist.

"Hmph, as long as you don't beg for mercy."

For Tong Keren to take the initiative to come up, Sir Zhang was not afraid.

Today is different from the past, with Zhang Sir's extraordinary physique, it is trivial to deal with a Tong Keren.

However, it is clear that Zhang Sir's idea of having a good night is not so easy to achieve.

Outside the villa.

A heavily armed CIA squad was already on the lookout.

"All electronic equipment is controlled, road monitoring, cars, satellites, and mobile phone communications have all cut off signals."

"The road is fully controlled, and it will take at least half an hour for the nearest police station to come over."

"Okay, everyone already knows the goal of this operation, remember, in addition to the spy, a senior superintendent of the Hong Kong Island Police Force also needs to pay attention."

A white ghost led by a white ghost deliberately spoke out to warn everyone again.

"Hmph, sin buster, what a big name."

However, as members of the CIA's elite operation team, it is clear that they do not take a good police officer in a small place seriously.

"They've cleared out our colleagues in the stick division, don't underestimate them."

The commander frowned when he heard that his men were underestimating the enemy.

"It's just a rumor, and now the commander above is still arguing with the military department."

Obviously, the words of the commander were not taken seriously.

The commander himself did not care about this.

In fact, the commander himself didn't care about Zhang Pin, the reason why he said this was just a habitual reminder.

"There are two security guards patrolling from the east! The other two had already arrived at the designated place, and there was no one else within five hundred meters. ”

At this moment, the member in charge of monitoring raised a voice to alert the action.

"Uh-huh-"

Hearing the reminder, the four members of the action immediately touched it.

They pulled out some electric shock equipment and quickly knocked the two security guards to the ground, then dragged them aside and tied them up.

"Dive in! Remember, you have half an hour to act. ”

The commander looked at his watch, then waved his hand and directly arranged for everyone to act.

They figured out the security compartment of the villa area before they came.

In the evening, security guards will also be arranged to train once every half an hour, and it will take just an hour to walk the villa area, so theoretically there will be two groups of security guards patrolling the villa area at the same time.

But these security guards can be difficult for others.

For the elite of the CIA, it is not even a difficulty.

After getting the security guards, everyone rushed to Tong Keren's villa.

Click-

"Shet! Be careful, there's glass on the wall! ”

As a result, this group of elites had just set off when they encountered the first problem.

As they were about to climb the wall, they suddenly noticed that the top of the beautiful vine-covered wall was inlaid with tiny pieces.

At this time, when the hands of the first few elites climbed on it, they immediately touched the glass that had been weathered.

As the elite of the CIA, they wore stab-proof gloves, so they were not cut by the glass.

The problem is that the glass has weathered, so it's very fragile.

At this moment, when they pressed it, the sound of glass breaking was very crisp in the dark night sky.