I haven't been a boss for many years

Miss Sendy straightened her hair, barefooted, took out a stack of photos, and said with a soft smile, "Student, you also said the same thing last time."

Sheng Jiakang's face turned red, and he defended, "The amount of training has always been heavy."

"Ha ha."

On the contrary, Sendy was amused by him, and returned to the bed to hug his head and comforted him softly: "I understand you, the chairman of the University of Hong Kong did the same thing last time."

Sheng Jiakang's expression changed, and he looked at her sharply: "You and HKU..."

The lady reporter didn't pay attention to him at all, she put the photo in front of her face, and said, "The matter you asked me to investigate has come to fruition."

"All the student police officers who were transferred out of the police force a week ago were sent to the Flying Tigers for intensive training. The twenty police officers who were dismissed protested during the training process."

"Among them, a practitioner was injured by the police force during the protest and is being treated at the Central Hospital."

Sheng Jiakang picked up the photos and looked at them one by one, his eyes were a bit incredulous: "Training Chinese goose?"

"right!"

"The police force is conducting Chinese goose step training in the Flying Tigers' garrison. Although there is no accurate information for the time being, it can be guessed that the police force wants to conduct a public Chinese style drill." Sendy lit a cigarette, his eyes bright and his teeth clear. .

Sheng Jiakang was furious: "The police force's Chinese-style marching subjects are no longer necessary, and now they have to use the school police to conduct public Chinese-style drills."

"For this reason, the Flying Tigers also shot at the student police. This is not so much a training camp as it is a concentration camp!"

He regarded the photos as evidence, and said in a vibrating voice, "I want to hold a press conference to expose the ugly face of the police academy to the people of Hong Kong!"

With delicate makeup, Miss Sendy showed a smile, gently kissed Sheng Jiakang on the forehead, and said, "I support you, my dear."

Sheng Jiakang was encouraged, and felt even more righteous indignation, but suddenly changed the subject, and said weakly: "Then can you please stop messing with people from the University of Hong Kong..."

Miss Sendy leaned against his ear and blew, "Wait for 10 minutes when you can."

Sheng Jiakang's expression froze, with despair in his eyes.

……

The next day, Sheng Jiakang took the photos and evidence, but did not go to protest with the school. The police force has internal regulations, and the police school students must implement them.

This is the difference between a police academy and an ordinary school. A penalty regulation can throw him into prison, but under the background of the British Hong Kong government.

As long as he preemptively strikes, the remaining high-ranking ghosts in the police force, the ghost heads of the legal and political circles, will definitely protect him and support him.

Therefore, he first mobilized within the student union, and at the same time invited a number of media and more than a dozen newspaper offices.

These newspapers are mainly British-owned holdings.

Wong Chuk Hang.

In the police training school, in the principal's office, the senior assistant director "Xue Jiale" was wearing a white uniform, holding a document, looking at Liu Haichuan, a member of the student union in front of him, and encouraged: "You did a good job, Sheng Jiakang's matter, we will immediately Someone will be sent to deal with it.”

"Next year, I will send you to the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

Liu Haichuan stood at attention and saluted, shouting: "Thank you, sir!"

"Back then, the officer recruited me to the school, and then let me join the student union. The students have always understood their responsibilities!"

Xue Jiale sneered and dropped the document: "Young boy, you're still a little tender."

He is powerful, powerful, and experienced.

I have long felt that the student unions of various colleges and universities on Hong Kong Island are not good things, so how can I let a group of students with bad conduct control school affairs?

"Chen sir, take the instructor team to the Century Hotel in Deep Water Bay, and bring back all the students present." Xue Jiale looked at the senior police superintendent who entered, and gave an order: "This is the last lesson I teach them!"

Century Hotel.

Sheng Jiakang was wearing a white T-shirt with the school name and meeting name printed on it. He sat on the podium, adjusted the microphone, and waited for the reporters to arrive.

"There are 10 minutes left before the reception starts, why hasn't anyone arrived yet?" He glanced at the clock, feeling puzzled.

Little did they know that the police station had already received the news and appointed police officers in uniform to seal off the door of the hotel in advance and blocked several reporters who had arrived early.

Just as the reporters started protesting with their cameras on their shoulders, five armed police cars, sirens sounding, arrived at the scene with six prison cars!

"action!"

Chapter 717 Forward, Forward, Forward!

When Sheng Jiakang heard the siren, he turned to the window and cast his gaze: "There is a messenger!"

"It's the instructor team of the police academy!" When he recognized that the instructor in the lead was "Devil Pomfret", there was a hint of fear in his eyes, the old boy in the police academy!

Ten years ago, the perverted instructor who loved to scold the students the most, and even had several lives in his hands, would have been dismissed early if he hadn't made great contributions.

Later, he was transferred to the logistics department of the police academy to be in charge of procurement, and now he leads the instructor team to the stage. The situation is very bad! "Magic Pomfret" is wearing a green military uniform, shouting at the police whistle, holding a rattan card, a wooden stick, and a weapon on his waist.

"Beep!"

Blowing the whistle continuously, leading fifty teaching teams, the armed forces rushed to the building, and the students of the Police Student Union were quickly spotted before they could pack up their files.

Sheng Jiakang cut his glasses, organized [-] students, blocked the entrance of the venue, opened his arms and shouted: "The police academy student union is holding a press conference!"

"Please instructors, please don't violate the freedom of the press..." He was quite courageous, or in other words, until now, there was no way out.

Must hold on.

The devil pomfret has an oval face, a pair of almond eyes, raised eyebrows very much like a fox, with scars and wrinkles on the face, and a body of strong muscles.

It looks cunning and cunning, with fierce eyes.

"Freedom of the press, fuck your mother is freedom!" The demon pomfret provoked a smirk, rushed to the forefront, raised the wooden stick and smashed it down.

"beside!"

A stick hit Sheng Jiakang's head, and there was a crisp bone cracking sound, and the scalps of the students behind were numb, and they couldn't help but retreat quickly.

He raised the stick again and shouted:

"Sweep the field, arrest people, collect information!"

"Yes, sir!"

Fifty police academy instructors shouted loudly, each of them is a long-term training, muscular detective, more psychologically dominant, and fully equipped with weapons.

"Boom."

Three strikes, five divides and two strikes the students' camp, and blocked the students in the reception area for beatings. Some fierce students resisted, and the response was more batons!

Several reporters downstairs found the sound of smashing, cursing, and screaming from the windows above, and there was a commotion.

Many journalists also took action, yelling for freedom of the press, and tried to rush into the building to take pictures, but they were firmly stopped by uniformed police, and all those who disobeyed were arrested.

Sheng Jiakang was hit by a stick, and leaned against the wall with his head closed, his brain was ringing, he came back to his senses, and yelled with his head on his head:

"Dead Pomfret, even if you stop the student union from publicizing the evil deeds of the police force, all the students and young people with aspirations in Hong Kong will not let you succeed!"

"You can stop me alone, stop the freedom of the press, but you can't stop the will of all students in Hong Kong."

Demon Pomfret flipped through the materials on the desk, picked up a plate of photos, and looked at him with a sinister smile:

"Dead Pomfret?"

"It's a good name, I accept it, but you and I don't seem to deserve to represent anything." He threw the photo into a subordinate's cardboard box, clapped his palms with a wooden stick, and walked towards Sheng Jiakang step by step, squatting down and asking: " Are the photos backed up?

"Have!"

Sheng Jiakang smiled proudly: "There are a lot of backups, a lot..."

Moren Pomfret nodded: "This era is really kind to you students, but unfortunately, you and I are just doing things for others, don't fool me with the banner of grandeur."

"I don't want to eat this." Sheng Jiakang sternly bit him.

The Devil Pomfret stood up and pointed at the wooden stick: "Throw him downstairs and make him a dead man!"

Kang Jiasheng's face changed suddenly, and he shouted loudly: "No, no, you are not policemen, you are criminals! You are criminals!

"Even if you kill one of me, the witnesses at the scene will put you in jail, and all the student unions in Hong Kong will protest

The three instructors quickly rushed forward, supported his limbs, and threw the window down without hesitation. "broken!"

A landing sound sounded.

The reporters stood downstairs, looking at the blood dripping in front of them. After a moment of sluggishness, they frantically raised their cameras to take pictures.The students faced the wall, squatted down with their heads in their arms, and their legs began to tremble when they heard the movement behind them.

Moren Pomfret picked up a cigarette, took a puff, and said calmly:

"What do you see?"

"no."

"Nothing at all…………"

The students lowered their voices.

"Are you going to sue me in court?"

The devil pomfret asked.

"No, no..."

The veteran instructors of the police academy all know the reason why Moren Pomfret can continue to serve in the police academy with his life in his hands.Because, he is helping the police academy!

In the reform of police academy education, it is inevitable that some blood will be stained. Even the reform within the school will cause some backlash.

Just like today!

The reason why the devil pomfret is called the devil is not only because of his cruel personality and unscrupulous methods, but also because he is obedient and immoral

He is asshole!

But to be a righteous person, to do righteous things, and to do despicable things, there are despicable people to do them.The devil has the meaning of his existence.

Half an hour later, at the entrance of the building, the instructor team of the police academy pulled out a large group of offending students. Each student was wearing a hood and a student union vest.

More than a dozen police officers came out with cardboard boxes, which contained some materials, posters, and photos.

The reporters took pictures of the instructors and chased the police to ask: "Sir, there is a student waving down the stairs in front of me. It is understood that he is the president of the Police Academy Student Union...

"Why are you arresting the police academy cadets?"

"Did you kill the person?"

The Devil Pomfret covered the camera of a female reporter with his hand, staring at him: "This matter involves the internal affairs of the police force. For relevant information, it is recommended to go to the Public Relations Division for interviews."

"You seem to be very interested in me, do you want to go back together?"

Sendi's face showed fear, and he took a step back in fear, and the demon pomfret looked him up and down, with greed flashing in his eyes:

"The sliver is pretty good."

"Bitch!"

"La la!"

The police car closes.

The convoy left the scene.

In the evening, a photo of young people dressed in a string of mussels queuing up to get on the bus hit the headlines of the newspapers, among which the uniform student union T-shirts were the most eye-catching.

Police force.

Director-level meeting.

24 high-level division chiefs sit on both sides of a conference table.

Cai Jinping was wearing a white uniform, sitting in the middle leaning on a chair, holding a newspaper in his hand, handing it to an assistant director on the right and saying:

"Guo sir."

"Please solve it."

"clear."

Back then, Guo Weiming, the head of the public relations section, relied on his qualifications and favors to gain the rank of assistant director and was in charge of the entire personnel department.

hat, silver.

Cai sir has already caught it with one hand!

It was because of this that he had the courage to carry out the marching ceremony. The head of the police training school, Senior Assistant Director Xue Jialehui reported: "Sir, I will take care of the affairs of the police academy."

"Um."

"Remove all the students involved, and at the same time sue for confidentiality and hand it over to the court." Although the court will probably not convict, it can at least get the students into trouble.