"Isuke sir, drink tea first." He Dingxian politely invited him into the door, and handed him a cup of hot tea before sitting down: "Is there any news from the management office?" ”

Isuke took the teacup and took a sip, not surprised by his single knife, and said with a smile: "It's not news from the management office, it's news from the military intelligence department." ”

"I heard that Ho Sir was assassinated last night, and the assassination of the Commissioner of Police and Senior Commissioner of Police on the street in Central is a serious provocation by illegal forces against the police force!"

He Dingxian nodded.

"It just so happened that I had a good relationship with Jiade, the head of the Military Intelligence Department, and when I received the news, I immediately called the Military Intelligence Department to inquire." Isuke put down the teacup and said with a smile: "According to the information obtained by the Military Intelligence Service, the assassination may be related to the Secret Service. ”

"Let's be direct." He Dingxian's tone was no longer ambiguous.

It can be seen that Isuke intends to take this opportunity to invite credit, whether it is an exchange of interests or political speculation.

It's all a bargaining chip.

"I've got the Secrecy Bureau's site on Hong Kong Island." Isuke preached.

He Dingxian was dissatisfied: "It's just the information of the site? ”

"I can tell you bluntly that the person in charge of the Secrecy Bureau has come to Hong Kong Island in order to pursue the seized goods. You also have a share of that batch of goods, and you can take out any information at once. ”

Isuke shook his head: "There is only one site for information, but destroying the Secret Bureau's site in Hong Kong, leaving the people of the Secret Bureau lacking a liaison office and disconnecting from each other, it will greatly weaken the strength of the Secret Bureau." ”

"After all, I am in the police force, not a member of the Military Intelligence Department, and Jiade's willingness to sell me the information of the site is already considered to be a favor for me."

"It's a lot of money."

"Does it matter if the person in charge is here or not?"

He Dingxian thought for a moment and nodded: "Let's make a price!" ”

As a one-line secret service organization, once the site is destroyed, it will be absolutely paralyzed in the short term, and with the situation faced by the Security Bureau on Taiwan, it will be difficult to rebuild the site in the medium and long term. One-line contact is both an advantage and a disadvantage of the secret service.

No matter how powerful the Mao madman is, it is difficult to cook without rice.

The threat to him will drop significantly.

The assassination plan could go bankrupt on this. Of course, it is difficult to directly find out the crazy man with just a piece of site information, but the dagger can be inserted into an inch, and two more stabs can stab a person to death!

He Dingxian originally thought that he had to be controlled by others and went to ask the people of Jinghua Newspaper, but the ghost guy suddenly came out to help, and the situation suddenly opened up and became more than retreating. It's not that you have to be biased towards ghosts, but if you have a choice, you will be born to take advantage of it.

Yifu's trick can be regarded as sending it to his heart, so He Sir is very generous, but Yifu put the documents at hand on the table, smiled amiably, and said loudly: "He sir, the development of the police force has always been inseparable from the contribution of the Chinese police, and you and I are deep friends, so it is too obvious to talk about money." ”

"To provoke you is to provoke the police force!"

"As a member of the Force's management, I have the duty to correct the Force's name and let the people of Hong Kong know the majesty of the Force and brook no provocations."

He Dingxian looked at the key information sent by the table, his eyes were deep and solemn, and he was surprised.

He opened the drawer and took out a box of cigars, slowly took out one, and handed it to the deputy director of management in front of him, with a complicated expression and said meaningfully: "Sir Isuke, the way you make friends has improved." ”

Yifu took the cigar and said with a smile: "Treat people with sincerity, and learn from He sir." ”

"Good!"

He Dingxian also lit a cigar, propped up the sofa with one hand, crossed Erlang's legs, and said in a deep voice: "I accepted this gift, and if I need anything in the future, Isuke Sir can call me at any time." ”

"Whew."

Isuke took a cigar in his hand, exhaled his smoke, and said confidently, "Thank you Sir He." ”

He Dingxian touched the file on the desktop and opened it, hurriedly glanced at it, got up and was about to make a call. Yi Fu immediately stopped staying for a long time, straightened his cuffs, and said in a loud voice: "He sir, the department has something to deal with, take a step ahead." ”

“goodbye，sir！”

He Dingxian said with a smile.

Isuke turned to leave.

He Dingxian saw that the phone in his hand was connected, and said solemnly: "Prepare the car and go to the Jinghua newspaper office." ”

"Roger."

Lan Gang put down the phone and hurried forward.

He Dingxian took the document in his hand, wore a suit, and walked away.

I thought that Isuke was going to use intelligence to be a second-hand dealer, take the opportunity to make a profit, or have some political needs, and want to get on the throne and fight for the interests of the neo-colonialists, but I didn't expect that he had nothing to ask for, just to show the goodwill of the neo-colonials to the Chinese police forces.

This made He Dingxian feel surprised, but also very comfortable, and he would inevitably support more neo-colonial police officers in the future.

Admiralty.

A five-storey building.

The convoy stopped on the side of the street, and more than a dozen police officers in civilian clothes with vigilant expressions pushed the door and got out of the car, standing beside the car, observing the pedestrians. Five detectives separated by half a meter, protected the big guy in the middle, entered the building all the way to the second floor, and knocked on the somewhat mottled wooden door of the newspaper office.

Lan Gang was the first to enter the door, held up his certificate, and said to a member of the club who stepped forward to ask: "The serious crime team is inspecting, please put the ID card on the table, and let your person in charge come out to talk." ”

"Okay."

"Okay."

The club was wearing a shirt and looked simple, originally wanting to question the visitor, but after seeing the documents, he nodded obediently, turned around and ran to the president's office. The rest of the members also stopped what they were doing, took out their ID cards, and handed them over to the police officers for inspection one by one.

Several plainclothes people were instructed to have a very good attitude towards the members, basically going through a process and returning the documents to the members.

The president, dressed in a suit, wearing a silver watch on his wrist and a pair of round-framed glasses, trotted to the door and greeted him kindly, "Sir, what's the matter?" ”

"Don't call me sir." Lan Gang made a straight face, ignored the hands handed out by the president, and stood silently behind the big guy. He Dingxian showed his true face in the crowd, but the president was experienced in a hundred battles, handled things smoothly, and smiled more vigorously, so he didn't feel embarrassed at all, so he stretched out in front of He Dingxian: "Sir, hello." ”

"Hello."

He Dingxian stretched out a hand, shook it and said with a smile: "President Zhang, long time no see." ”

Whether as a police officer or as a businessman, he had dealings with Zhang Miaowen, the then head of the newspaper. There were even two times when Huo Guantai was still accompanied, and there was no friendship, but it was definitely not face-to-face.

Zhang Miaowen also had a stress reaction when a large group of detectives rushed into the newspaper office, and he didn't recognize He Dingxian for a while. Now that he saw He Dingxian, he was immediately relieved, and said with a smile on his face: "He sir, it's been a long time." ”

"Is there any news from the police force that the newspaper can't scribble?"

He asked tentatively.

Although it has never been up to the Hong Kong government to decide what this newspaper writes, as the person in charge of the minutiae of current affairs, you can consider accommodating. What's more, the protagonist of that news is still about the person in front of him, but He Dingxian didn't care about what was written in the newspaper at all, but said with a smile: "No, no, President Zhang doesn't need to be nervous, it's just that there was a shooting in Central last night, and a person who claimed to be a newspaper employee provided useful clues." ”

"I brought people to the newspaper to express my gratitude and present him with the Force's Good Citizen Award, and secondly, I hope to have a face-to-face chat to see if there is any other information."

"I don't know, can you recognize this handwriting president?"

Zhang Miaowen took a small note handed by He Sir, and after opening it, his expression remained unchanged, and he said loudly: "He Sheng, please inside." ”

He Dingxian nodded, waved his hand to stop, and only took Lan Gang and two police officers and the president into the office area, walked around the cabinet twice, and came to the door of an office. I saw President Zhang tidy up his clothes and raise his hand to knock on the door: "Da Da Da." ”

"Commissioner, Officer He is looking for you."

An answer came from inside: "Please come in." ”

President Zhang pushed open the door and asked sideways, "Officer He, please!" ”

When He Dingxian entered the door alone, he saw a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard and a white shirt, pouring boiling water from a large kettle.

Hot water is poured into the enamel cup and a few tea leaves are rolled up.

The middle-aged man covered the kettle and said with a smile: "Mr. He, don't be nervous, don't be polite, I'm the messenger who is in charge of your affairs, and the conversation between the two of us will be reported directly, and no third person on Hong Kong Island will know." ”

"Thank you."

He Dingxian took the red enamel cup.

The middle-aged man smiled: "My surname is Jin, my name is Guo, just call me Lao Jin." ”

He Dingxian took a sip of tea, nodded and said, "Mr. Jin, you asked someone to send that note?" ”

"I wrote it."

Jin Weiguo chuckled, took out a pack of white leather cigarettes, and handed out a cigarette: "Come on?" ”

"Hehe, okay." He Dingxian did not refuse, as soon as he took the cigarette, the other party's match was handed over, and he hurriedly blocked it with his hand, then took a sip and said with a smile: "The taste is really good." ”

"Artificially rolled."

Jin Weiguo said with a smile: "Although the mainland industry is not good, many things are better than machinery. ”

"Whew."

The two swallowed the clouds and spitted fog.

Jin Weiguo: "I have heard about what happened to Mr. He last night, and the people of the Secret Bureau are really fast, but their actions have always been under our control. Officer Ho, do you need help? ”

He Dingxian blew out a long fog, did not reply directly, and asked instead: "In this way, Brother Wei Guo knew all the news in advance, and deliberately pinched his head and tail, giving me a warning?" In the eyes of Brother Guo, I am a person who sells at a price, and I just use the Secrecy Bureau to knock and knock? ”

Jin Weiguo was holding a cigarette, his smile stopped abruptly, a person who came to ask for help and save his life would never be able to say this. Immediately, he squinted his eyes, flicked the ashes of his cigarette, and said loudly: "Mr. He, please don't misunderstand. ”

"I didn't take anybody's mind and coerce anybody."

"It's just that we've never met, so how can we make you believe it? You can only release one sentence, let you check it yourself, know the truth of the matter, and see our sincerity, you will believe our attitude. Moreover, just because we are in control of their direction does not mean that we are in control of everything. ”

(End of chapter)