"Hehe, He sir, I have always been honest, and I only dare to drive a Ford when I go to work, for fear that someone will misunderstand." Ge Bai sat on the sofa seat and said with a serious face: "I think every British police officer is a corrupt criminal!" ”

"What are you afraid of?"

He Dingxian sent a cup of tea, crossed Erlang's legs, and was frank and confident: "It's not a misunderstanding." ”

"Your share, I'm ready, and I'll pay it along with the fee at the end of the month, as for how you divide it, handle it yourself."

The ghost police officer contributed to the May storm, and it was necessary to properly share the profits. Don't look at the ghosts who are not on the front line, but secretly cooperating with the Chinese in the police force and acquiescing in the life of the Chinese is a contribution in itself.

If it weren't for the ghosts to stabilize at the critical moment, not only would there be more dead people on the streets, but there would also be internal strife

“Thank you， sir！”

Ge Bai readily agreed.

He is the Deputy Commissioner of Operations, and he is also the white paper fan of the pro-China faction of the ghost guys, who is in charge of the black accounts of the Force.

"Da-da-da-da."

Chen Zichao stood at the door with a bag of breakfast, raised his hand and knocked on the door, seeing that there were already guests in the office, he secretly said something bad in his heart. He Dingxian turned around and beckoned to him: "Put down the things, people can go." ”

“yes，sir！”

Chen Zichao put the documents and breakfast together, stood up and saluted, and did not forget to salute Ge Bai: "Good morning, Sir Ge." ”

"Hmm."

Ge Bai bowed slightly.

He Dingxian asked Ge Bai, "Have you had breakfast?" ”

"Nope."

Ge Bai smiled and shook his head.

"It's just for two, let's eat some together." He Dingxian looked at the breakfast in the plastic bag and pointed, Ge Bai readily agreed, and the two chiefs sat in the office and ate breakfast. Chen Zichao returned to the pantry to make a cup of coffee, opened the drawer, and took out a pack of crispy noodles.

"Sir Chen, have you seen Brother Yi?"

Serious Crime Inspector Wong Ping-yiu, dressed in civilian clothes, stepped forward and asked. Chen Zichao chewed crisp noodles, and his tone was puzzled: "The side is a brother?" ”

"What sir!"

Huang Bingyao said: "He sir hung up the No. 1 license plate, shut up, now the people below call him a brother, the police force is the largest and most powerful!" ”

"Oh."

"The first brother is having breakfast with the deputy director." Chen Zichao said.

Huang Bingyao felt wrong: "You just went downstairs to buy breakfast, didn't you go in to eat together?" ”

"Go, how can the three of them eat that little food? I'm back to eat a little filling. Chen Zichao said: "The chiefs sit in the office, and we do the front-line, which is different." Later, when the chiefs wanted to talk, I came back first. ”

"Oh"

Huang Bingyao smiled in his heart.

in the office.

As soon as He Dingxian sent Ge Bai away, he returned to the chair, opened the file and glanced at it twice, and found that it was the case file of Lu Hanming's murder. Then I started to deal with the official documents left over during the week, most of which were orders sent down from above, and many of them were for street riots.

Among them, the expired documents are uniformly classified and ready to be destroyed, and the remaining documents are approved one by one.

That day.

Midday.

At the same time, the Police Force issued certificates of commendation to Lei Luo, Yan Xiong, Chen Li, Kong Zuhui and others, recommending Lei Luo and Jiang Zuhui as officials and Justice of the Peace in Kowloon and Hong Kong Island respectively.

The Governor of Hong Kong did not give concessions to the Chinese in terms of power, and he took care of his title, face, money, from Ho Ting-yin downwards, and even every police officer.

"Uncle Li."

"You say that there is a use in sealing a royal title?" Lu Minghua, a Chinese inspector in the anti-corruption room, came to the chief's office to deliver water, and saw that the chief was flipping through the newspaper and bored, so he took the opportunity to ask. Chen Li was really in a good mood, and he put down the newspaper and said with a smile: "You are very concerned?" ”

"Nope."

Lu Minghua saw the smiling look of the chief, and said curiously: "It's just that the guys are talking about it, it seems to be a very glorious thing." ”

"Glory fart!"

"The mainland is being liberated, and Hong Kong Island has a Royal Police Force to come out, which is really not a shame. For example, you used to be the dog of the Hong Kong government, and now the British admit that you are the queen's dog! The title is as simple as that. ”

"Royal Police Force, cut." Chen Li's face was full of disdain.

Lu Minghua was puzzled: "Why don't you do this?" ”

"Take it."

Chen Li spread out the newspaper and sighed helplessly: "Raising a dog always has to give bones, eating and drinking enough is more important than face, especially for you little minions." The bigwigs are not short of money, and you are happy for more than ten or eight dollars. ”

"It's really able to buy people's hearts."

For example, Chen Li, Lei Luo, Yan Xiong and others seem to have "titles" like "dog tags", but for the vast majority of low-level police officers, it is useful to seal the title. Not to mention that the royal title gives the Chinese in the police force an extra face and a sense of belonging, the funds of ten or eight yuan alone are enough to make the Chinese more willing to work for the ghosts.

However, with the royal title in the Force, the pro-British faction among the Chinese also had a greater soil for growth, which was supported by legal principles. After all, the police force is a royal police force, and it is born to serve the ghosts, and the Chinese independents have become anti-bones.

It can only be said that the ghost guys have a standard in colonial management, and every penny will never be spent in vain, not only to buy people's hearts, but also to distort culture.

"That's right."

"What do you have to do with the Lu clan in the New Territories?" Chen Li suddenly thought and asked. Lu Minghua smiled: "Big man, what can I, a new immigrant, have to do with the Lu family?" There is a man named Lu Qichang in Kowloon O, and as far as I know, he is still a member of the Lu clan. ”

"Okay, what's the use of having a background without a background, if you want money without money, if you can read?" Chen Li waved his hand and said, "Do your job well." ”

In fact, Lu Minghua was also born in a comprador family when he was in his hometown, and he studied in the United Kingdom when he was a child, but unfortunately the family fell after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and only a few families fled to Hong Kong Island to settle down. However, such a family has a good educational foundation and has worked hard for one or two generations, and there is a great chance of starting again.

No matter how poor you are, education cannot be poor because education can ensure the bottom line and prevent families from slipping into the poor class.

"Brother Luo, congratulations." Lard Boy put a gift box on the table, walked into the restaurant, opened his arms, strode forward and hugged Lei Luo, who was wearing a suit and a corsage, and gave a thumbs up and praised: "Kowloon Justice of the Peace." ”

"Majestic!"

"Just a Justice of the Peace, how many people can you manage?" Lei Luo's face was full of modesty, but there was an endless stream of people who came to congratulate and give gifts, and the entire restaurant had a total of three floors and forty tables, all of which were crowded.

In addition to the subordinates of Kowloon District, there are many factory owners and celebrities in the police force.

The lard boy smoked a cigar, looked at the crowded scene of guests and traffic, and nodded secretly: "The justices of the peace who don't have guns under their hands really can't manage many people, but the justices of the peace in the police force are not ordinary!" ”

A Justice of the Peace is different from a member of parliament, and the title has no real power, and the specific strength that can be exerted by the title depends on the influence of the Justice of the Peace himself. Normally, non-official justices of the peace are all showmanship, and many big bosses and celebrities can obtain them, and use them to enter the upper class, attend meetings, and connect with political dignitaries.

The official Justice of the Peace is powerful, with authority and supervision, borrowing from each other, and they are all bigwigs in their respective fields. Historically, there have been very few serving officers of the Police who have served as Justices of the Peace, as Justices of the Peace have the power to discuss politics and supervise social phenomena.

The police force also has the power to enforce the law, and if the power of supervision and law enforcement in a district are combined with the weight of law enforcement, then the power of that person can be imagined. It is estimated that the Hong Kong government also saw that the chief inspector of the two major districts had already covered the sky with one hand, and simply used this as the minimum price to appease. After all, Justice of the Peace is only awarded to individuals, and does not represent every Chief Inspector. If the post of Inspector General is removed in the future, the title of Justice of the Peace will certainly not be awarded again.

However, Lard Boy can see just by looking at the guests that in the past, Lei Luo befriended some factory owners and community bosses at most, but now he can use the title of Justice of the Peace to climb up and get to know some powerful classes such as the four major families.

"Come on, come on, Ah Zai, you sit first." Lei Luo saw another guest entering the door, and hurriedly greeted, "I'll entertain the other guests first." ”

"Okay."

Lard Boy smiled and agreed.

"Brother Jiu."

"I heard that Brother Yi handed over the position of Inspector Hua of the New Territories to Brother Luo?" At a wine table, several Chinese inspectors in Kowloon are talking to each other, and with the establishment of the New Territories, relevant functional departments have arrived one after another.

Many Chinese inspectors who originally belonged to the jurisdiction of Kowloon will also officially become Inspector Hua of the New Territories, ushering in new bosses.

Chen Xijiu is Lei Luo's henchman.

A lot of people came to find out.

I saw Chen Xijiu sitting on a chair, covering his mouth tightly, and raised his glass and said: "The New Territories were originally under the control of Brother Luo, and it is normal for Brother Yi to hand over the New Territories to Brother Luo, and it is impossible for the Hong Kong government to set up a New Territories area, and someone wants to climb on Brother Luo's head, right?" ”

"Ghosts have a system of ghosts, and Chinese people have Chinese rules."

"yes."

Inspector Zhang Zhide of Tai Po District said: "Is there a candidate for Brother Luo? ”

The seven Inspector Hua of the New Territories, everyone hopes to be on the throne, for this reason, in the past week, many people have paid for activities, but Chen Xijiu smiled and said: "It must be one of Sir Zeng and Sir Cai." ”

"Won't it?"

Cheung Chi-tak was very surprised: "One of Sham Shui Po and Wan Chai has a development project, and the other is a fat water area, and the two sir are willing to go to the countryside of the New Territories to do hard work?" ”

The Chinese inspectors in Kowloon all want to be transferred to Hong Kong Island, just as the New Territories want to be transferred to Kowloon, who would want to be transferred to the countryside? Chen Xijiu smiled and said nothing: "Brother Luo can't be trusted by anyone except Sir Zeng and Sir Cai." ”

"Sir Cai is here."

Chen Xijiu suddenly closed his voice, stood up with a group of Inspector Hua, and bowed to a middle-aged police officer who had just entered the door.

Central.

A Mercedes-Benz sedan slowly stopped at the entrance of the headquarters of the Oriental Bank, and when two security guards saw the license plate, they immediately stepped forward and pulled the car door, bowed: "Mr. He." ”

"Mr. Ho."

He Dingxian wore a suit, stepped out of the car, signaled to the two security guards, and walked into the office building with several subordinates.

(End of chapter)