"Senior Investigation Officer Yan Guoliang?" Jiang Zuhui frowned, and the ICAC official who was on the front line and acted decisively was quite impressed: "Report the news to Daguan and apply for a wanted warrant, and you must not let him escape." ”

This kind of backbone of the Chinese in the ICAC is not very politically high, but it is the type that must be liquidated.

“yes，sir！”

The Inspector of Police stood up and saluted.

Des Voeux Road.

Ice House Street.

This is a narrow street less than two kilometres from the ICAC building, named after the first igloo company on Hong Kong Island, when American businessmen brought ice from North America to Hong Kong Island, coated it with sawdust and bran to prevent it from melting, and stored it in a snow factory for later use and sold to hospitals, hotels, ordinary citizens, dairy companies, etc.

Since 1845, American ice once dominated the ice market on Hong Kong Island, known as the original factory direct sales, and everyone regarded American ice as a luxury product. It wasn't until 1866 that Kyle set up an ice factory and used machines to make ice to beat American ice by price.

Yim Kwok-leung escaped from the Lien Kee building in the chaos and ran to Des Voeux Road first with the crowds, relying on his familiarity with the nearby buildings to evade the police force several times.

By this time, he had taken off his suit jacket, lost all his documents, and wore only trousers, a white shirt, and a pistol.

"Yan sir."

"Go upstairs."

Just as Yan Guoliang wanted to run out of Xuechang Street, two policemen in military uniforms passing by, holding weapons in their hands and cigarettes in their mouths, paced and chatted at the intersection.

Following the fire in the ICAC building, many police officers were evacuated from the building and scattered in the streets. Some are simply patrolling, while others are also chasing fugitives. Although the two uniformed policemen had not noticed him for the time being, Yan Guoliang had already panicked and wanted to hide against the wall.

However, the entrance to the market building behind it has been locked, and many residential buildings have closed the entrance for safety in fear of disaster. This trick is actually very effective, both the ICAC and the police force will give up recourse when they see the road locked, so as not to lead the fighting to residential areas for no reason.

Yan Guoliang's heart was pounding, and a heart was hanging in the air, thinking that he was cornered and was about to be discovered by the police. The iron lock behind him was suddenly opened, and a young man in a suit stopped him and said, "Hurry up." ”

"Okay."

Yan Guoliang turned around and saw that the young man was a staff member under him, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed in an instant, and hurriedly went into the corridor. The young man quickly wrapped the iron chain around the door twice and locked it before turning around and saying, "Second floor." ”

"Thank you."

Yan Guoliang breathed a sigh of relief completely, and remembered the young man's name: "Ah Feng, will the solution be here?" ”

"I'm here."

Zhong Xiangfeng pointed to the staircase: "I grew up on Xuechang Street since I was a child, and after escaping from the ICAC, I took a few brothers to run home and hide as soon as possible. ”

Yan Guoliang nodded suddenly: "It is the safest way to hide home now, but unfortunately, too many people have no home to hide in Central, and it is said that the ICAC dormitory has also fallen into the hands of the police force." Thanks to you, otherwise, I would have been caught by the police just now. ”

Although Yan Guoliang has taken off his conspicuous blazer, the smell of gunsmoke and blood stains on his body are obvious, and he will be recognized by the police at a glance. Zhong Xiangfeng smiled and didn't answer, but opened a room, took Yan Guoliang into the house, and said loudly: "Yan sir, what should I do next?" ”

At this time, the four ICAC staff members who were sitting on chairs in the living room were resting when they saw Yan Guoliang's faces change, and they stood up with a straight face, staring at him directly. Yan Guoliang just wanted to open his mouth to greet him, but he found that the atmosphere was wrong, and when he turned around, he saw Zhong Xiangfeng locking the door, looking at him with bad intentions.

Yan Guoliang never expected that he would get out of the tiger's den and enter the wolf's den, and immediately understood, and asked: "You want to take me to the police force?" ”

"Yan sir."

"You think so badly." Zhong Xiangfeng grabbed a wine bottle on the table, looked at Yan Guoliang and said with a smile: "I just want to avenge Ah Qiu and Fei Chen." ”

In the living room, four ICAC staff members had already drawn their pistols and pointed them directly at Yim Kwok-leung.

"Poof!"

When Yan Guoliang pulled out his gun, the glass wine bottle was thrown down violently, directly blasting his head.

Rumble.

Yan Guoliang fell to the ground, only to feel a sharp pain in his head, and his consciousness was already a little blurred.

But he is still Ah Qiu and Fat Chen.

It was several staff members who were shot and killed by him inside the ICAC.

Zhong Xiangfeng didn't let go of Yan Guoliang, but grabbed his head and said: "It's just a job, but for the sake of the ghost guy's order, he shot his own brother, are you still worthy of being a man?" Litter! ”

"Me"

"Me."

Yan Guoliang clasped his fingers on the floor and muttered: "Obeying orders is the first day of duty of the disciplined forces."

"Fart!"

Zhong Xiangfeng grabbed Yan Guoliang's head, slammed it on the ground again, and roared loudly: "You are a Chinese first, and then a staff member of the Independent Commission Against Corruption, how much money does the ghost guy pay you a month, you work hard for the ghost guy like this!" ”

"You're soft-boned, and you're helping the ghost guy be the executioner."

Zhong Xiangfeng kept smashing Yan Guoliang's head with a wine bottle.

Knock knock.

"I'll send you down to Ah Qiu and Fat Chen to ask for their guilt, see if they forgive, and see if the ghost god can bless you in the underworld!"

Bang.

The bottle shattered.

Zhong Xiangfeng sat on the ground weakly.

"Tired old mother."

Seeing this, a staff member wanted to replenish Yan Guoliang's gun, but was pressed down by the brother next to him with his hand and reminded softly: "Be careful that the gunfire attracts bad people." ”

"Cheap him."

The staff had no choice but to give up.

Zhong Xiangfeng rested for a while, stood up and called a few brothers, and worked together to lift Yan Guoliang's body, lift it to the window and throw it down directly. I saw that Yan Guoliang was like a puddle of mud, sticky on the ground.

After a few minutes, police officers arrived at the scene, carried people away in body bags, and took photos of the scene for the record. At such times, it is too normal for one or two nameless dead bodies to appear on the street, and the police have no spare energy to carry out criminal investigations.

Being able to complete the process of collecting corpses and keeping files is already a manifestation of Hong Kong Island's slow restoration of social order.

Following.

Morning.

Ge Bai sat on the plane, looking tired and haggard.

As a senior management of the Force, returning to Hong Kong Island as a prisoner is nothing short of mental torture.

Judging from the determination shown by the Hong Kong government, it is conceivable that the situation of landing will not be too good, and the wealth accumulated after more than ten years of hard work and the authority gained by hard work on Hong Kong Island will all disappear.

Although the federal police superintendent and the inspectors involved in the escort operation did not torture him on the plane, the intensified interrogation for more than 10 consecutive hours had already made him nervous, extremely stressed, and on the verge of collapse.

As the planes began to circle and land, the outline of the city on the ground became clearer and the island was getting closer and closer.

Finally, the plane stopped at the airport in a jolty deceleration, slowly advanced to the berth, and the flight attendant stepped forward to open the cabin door, and there was no more courtesy in the whole process. Even a few smiling faces were made specifically for the federal superintendent, who almost ignored him, a prisoner.

"Let's go."

"Ge Sir."

That's when Mike. After drinking the last sip of coffee in the cup, Apu got up and looked out the window, and saw that several cars were already parked next to the berth, and immediately knew it in his heart, and pushed Ge Bai's shoulder. Ge Bai behaved like a dead man, sitting in a chair with weak breath and motionless.

Mike. Apu didn't often see the frightened and paralyzed criminals, and with a wave of his hand, he asked his subordinates to set them up and take them down the gangway together.

When Ge Bai dragged the two federal police officers out of the hatch in embarrassment, the group of police officers standing on both sides of the convoy obviously had wrong expressions, exchanged glances with each other, and stared at several federal police officers with unkind faces.

"Ho sir."

Ge Bai, who had lowered his head and looked like a dead man, suddenly regained his spirit when he caught a glimpse of a figure in the afterglow, and shouted in disbelief. Mike. Apu glanced back at him with a displeased face, thinking that Ge Bai was crazy and dreaming that someone would come to see him.

However, after reporting his name and position to the greeters, he found that there was not a single British person among the visitors, and he immediately noticed that something was wrong.

"Thank you, Superintendent Mike."

Ho Dingxian held up a warrant and said loudly: "This is a warrant signed by the Governor, Mr. MacLehose, and then Ge Bai will be handed over to the Internal Investigation Bureau to take full control." ”

"Why the Internal Investigation Division, not the Independent Commission Against Corruption?" Mike. Apu's eyes changed suddenly, and he looked at the other party incredulously, already aware of the identity of the person who came. He Dingxian didn't bother to play dumb riddles with him, and said with a smile: "The Independent Commission Against Corruption is preparing for restructuring and can't accept large-scale cases." The Governor's referral of the case to the Internal Investigation Bureau is a formal demonstration of the Government's confidence in the Force. If Superintendent Mike has any questions, he can go to the Governor in person to ask for clarification. ”

Mike. Apu immediately understood that the ICAC had been completely destroyed, and the law enforcement power was completely in the hands of the Chinese, and I was afraid that even the Governor had no room to interfere.

The wisest choice for sweeping the group of Chinese police officers in front of him is to accept the warrant.

"Okay."

"Give them Ge Sir." Mike. Apu took the governor's warrant, folded it and stuffed it into his bosom for a record, and then turned around and asked his two subordinates to hand it over to the police force. He Dingxian saw that the ghost guys cooperated extraordinarily, and he didn't deliberately make it difficult for them, and said with a smile: "Hard work, sir." ”

"I booked a room at the Peninsula Hotel and prepared some souvenirs, so if you are not in a hurry to go back to London, you can spend a few more days on Hong Kong Island. The Hong Kong Island Police Force has been reimbursed by the public account throughout the whole process, and no one can say that we have neglected the distinguished guests from our ancestral family. ”

"As for the gun, please hand it over to the police force for safekeeping, and a phone call before leaving Hong Kong will be delivered by someone."

Several federal police officers were quite comfortable at first, but after hearing the request to remove their guns, one of them immediately frowned: "We are out on a mission, and during the mission, we have law enforcement authority throughout the Federation." ”

"Haha."

"Yes, there is, but it is written on the legal document, starting from the actual situation, I am afraid that you sir will have to follow the local customs and be polite." He Dingxian laughed twice, with a posture of eating a ghost, turned around and patted Ge Bai on the shoulder, and took Ge Bai to sit in the No. 1 car.

Several Commonwealth police officers watched them get into the car and the convoy pulled out of the airport with mixed expressions. However, in accordance with the custom, the pistol from his waist was removed and temporarily handed over to several accompanying Hong Kong Island police officers for safekeeping, fully demonstrating the unity between the Federation and the colony.

(End of chapter)