Hong Kong General: Hongxing 49 Zai, step on Liang Kun to get a job

The inspector levels are divided into trainee inspector, inspector, senior inspector and chief inspector.

This level belongs to the middle level of the police force, and is basically the commander of each department or group.

Now, Liu Jianming is an inspector of the Criminal Intelligence Department, leading a team of seven or eight people.

Ever since he swept the white flour last time, he has been worried that this person would come to his house again.

But after that, there was no movement.

Just when he was relaxing, he suddenly came to him again, which frightened him.

"Who are you and what do you want?"

Liu Jianming lowered his voice and shouted in frustration on the other end of the phone.

"I will let you know who I am when the time comes. You just need to know that I will not treat you unfairly if you help me."

Zhou Shengpeng said without any emotion.

Liu Jianming has the upper hand in someone else's hands. Moreover, he is in the open while the other party is in the dark. If he does not obey, he may be removed from this position at any time.

He didn't dare to disobey, so he frowned and asked, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"This matter is very simple and will not have any impact on you."

"I need you to help check all the license plate numbers under the name of Inspector Zhang Yaowen of the O-Registration Bureau."

"Also, get me a certificate of cooperation in the investigation and a real police ID."

Zhou Shengpeng ordered in a deep voice.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and Liu Jianming's mind started to work rapidly.

It’s not difficult to check Zhang Yaowen’s license plate.

As a criminal intelligence officer, with his current status, it would be easy for him to retrieve the files of these police officers, including some property information.

As for cooperative investigation certificates and police officer certificates, they are commonplace for the Criminal Investigation Department.

There are so many cases that they are like mountains, and a certificate for joint investigation can be issued for any of them.

This is much safer than helping Han Chen steal operational secrets.

Liu Jianming breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, I'll help you get it. Pick up your things from locker number 1 at Central Park in half an hour."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Jianming quickly checked and wrote down the license plate numbers of the two cars under Zhang Yaowen's name on a piece of paper.

A mediocre certificate of assistance in the investigation was issued, and a police officer's ID was printed out.

After preparing these, he put his things into Central Park Locker No. 1.

After delivering the things, Liu Jianming left wisely.

Collaborated twice.

Liu Jianming had secretly investigated this mysterious man, but found nothing and even received new threats.

This stopped him from continuing to explore.

After Zhou Shengpeng personally obtained the ID and information, he made some arrangements, disguised himself as a middle-aged police officer, and came to the door of 0ji.

He did this to confirm one thing.

Let’s see if Zhang Yaowen put the 100 million yuan into the trunk of the scrapped car in the O-mark parking lot.

If it is there, then it’s easy. Just put all the money into the space and then walk out with a swagger.

If not, then we have to find another way.

This matter could only be done by him personally, and he let his subordinates do it. The goal was too big, one hundred million, which was not light if calculated based on the face value of one thousand per piece.

Even if Liu Jianming obtained a towing order from the Transportation Bureau and towed the car away directly, there would still be traces.

After all, if an inspector's car was towed away for no apparent reason, it would be a bit troublesome to investigate.

Therefore, Zhou Shengpeng personally took action and quietly placed it into the system space without anyone noticing.

Zhou Shengpeng drove a broken car to the entrance of the parking lot below 0 Ji. As expected, he was stopped by the security guard.

"One of my own. I have a case here. A short mule from Quanxin Society got jealous and beat someone to death."

"It involves matters related to the community. My superiors asked me to come and find someone to cooperate in the investigation."

Zhou Shengpeng took out his cooperative investigation certificate and then showed his police officer ID.

After checking the ID, the security guard smiled and said, "Shorty mules are trouble. Eighty percent of criminal cases in Hong Kong are related to them."

"Your criminal department is just like my anti-gang unit, cleaning up their mess all day long."

Zhou Shengpeng took out a pack of cigarettes, smoked one, and handed it to the security guard. "Oh, that's not right. These short mules are always causing trouble. I can't even take a day off."

The security guard took the cigarette and saw it was a Marlboro. He happily accepted it and said, "Your treatment in the Criminal Division is better than ours. You even smoke Marlboro."

The police force in Hong Kong Island is divided into very detailed groups, and their treatment varies greatly.

The best-paid jobs, of course, are in the judicial sector, such as the Attorney General's Department, where the work is easy and the pay is high.

Then there are large departments like the Serious Crime Unit, the Criminal Division, and the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau. However, good treatment also means high risks.

The jobs that are a little worse are those in the human resources department, back office department, and clerical jobs. They have stable salaries and slim opportunities for promotion, but they are safer.

The worst is the transportation department, which is exposed to the wind and sun and is at the bottom of the contempt chain. For example, if Stephen Chow went to the transportation department, he would be looked down upon.

"O-Ji is not bad, I just like it. I don't have to support a family if I'm alone."

"No more chatting, let's go do some work first."

Zhou Shengpeng laughed twice and looked at his watch to see the time.

The security guard opened the gate and let him drive the car into the basement.

Zhou Shengpeng drove around the basement and finally found an old, dilapidated, second-hand Mazda in a corner.

He checked the license plate and found it matched the one Liu Jianming had given him.

The silver paint was a little mottled, and it was basically the same car as he remembered.

Zhou Shengpeng drove his car directly to the side of the broken car and stopped.

Then open the trunk and pretend to take something out of it.

Then he took out a wire from his pocket and prepared to open the trunk of Zhang Yaowen's car.

Last time, the system rewarded him with master-level lock-picking skills, so it was easy for him to deal with a small broken car.

Taking advantage of the time when a team of police officers left.

Zhou Shengpeng got into the car and used a wire to open the trunk in one second.

He gently lifted the trunk lid, revealing a large black bag inside.

I reached in and unzipped it, and found some fishing rods, folding benches and other things inside, but no trace of the 100 million yuan.

"Throw it away, it's a waste of time."

Zhou Shengpeng cursed inwardly, feeling a little disappointed. He thought he could easily complete the system task and achieve a small goal.

Sure enough, the system task is not too simple.

Zhou Shengpeng sat in the car and called Changfa: "Changfa, please prepare a generous gift for Zhang Yaowen."

After finishing the call, Zhou Shengpeng smoked a cigarette in the car and deliberately lingered for more than ten minutes.

Then the car drove towards the parking lot exit.

"Officer, is it done?" the security guard greeted enthusiastically.

"It's done. It's just a small matter. Just a confirmation and a formality. Let's go."

Zhou Shengpeng waved and drove away.

O meeting room.

"This Central bombing involved a gang operation that was swiftly evacuated. The robbers were very professional and it has had a negative impact on society."

"According to reports, this group of people will flee Hong Kong Island from Mount Davis Pier tonight."

"Our superiors have ordered us to coordinate a major crime, including the Traffic Squad and the PUT Duty Team. We will set up checkpoints along the way and set up an ambush at Mount Davis."

"This time, we must arrest all the robbers."

Zhang Yaowen spit wildly at his men.

Chen Jin's eyes were bloodshot, he clenched his fists tightly, and in the wallet in his arms was a photo of his fiancée Amei.

On the day of the Central explosion, May was choosing a wedding ring inside.

As a result, he was hit by the explosion and died on the spot. At that time, the two of them were talking on the phone, discussing which ring to choose.

If it weren't for these desperate bandits, Amei would have been the most beautiful bride.

His heart was broken and Chen Jin wished he could tear these scum to pieces with his bare hands.

But what he didn't know was that all this was caused by his immediate superior.

"Everyone, stand ready and take action."

Zhang Yaowen gave the order in a strong voice, and Fang Yiwei, Chen Jin, Wei Jinghao and others followed everyone to prepare.

"Ring ring ring."

The phone in Zhang Yaowen's office rang.

"Sir Zhang, I'm at the gate. A gentleman has brought you a gift. Would you like it to be delivered to your office?"

"Gift, what kind of gift?"

Zhang Yaowen was completely bewildered.

Apart from his daughter, his life is all about work, and almost no one gives him any gifts.

"The gentleman said that the gift was something you would regret not seeing. It was a delicate little box, but I have no idea what it was."

The gatekeeper replied.

"Send it over." Zhang Yaowen said.

The gatekeeper quickly delivered the gift box to the office.

This is a palm-sized gift box with no words written on it and wrapped with a ribbon.

He shook it and found it still had some weight. He opened the box and saw a phone and a note inside.

Zhang Yaowen opened the note in confusion, only to see words cut out from newspapers, pieced together to form a sentence: "You don't want anyone to know about the Central explosion and the disappearance of 100 million yuan, do you?"

When Zhang Yaowen saw these words, his face changed drastically. He quickly crumpled the paper into a ball and wanted to stuff it into his mouth and eat it on the spot.

His heart was pounding so hard it almost jumped out of his throat.

Only the Seven Sons of Tianyang knew about the Central explosion and the 100 million yuan in his hands.

Where did this note come from?

Zhang Yaowen was terrified and felt like he was being controlled by someone. After all, he was an inspector and had seen many storms.

Soon, he calmed down and immediately burned the note.

Then he picked up the phone and called the gatekeeper: "What are the characteristics of the person who brought the gift?"

"Features? If there are no features, then that's not even a feature. I feel like I can't even be found in a crowd. My voice is just ordinary."

"Fuck, what do you do for a living? Being a gatekeeper, even a few people can't remember."

Zhang Yaowen hung up the phone cursing, and at the same time realized the horror.

This mysterious person deliberately found an unremarkable person to deliver something, and it was obvious that he came prepared.

This person couldn't be one of the Seven Sons of Heaven. They were still completely in the dark at the moment and were preparing to get money at the dock to go out to sea.

Zhang Yaowen was panicking at this moment, and no one knew it better than him.

If the fact that he had 100 million yuan in cash was exposed, what kind of waves would it cause?

What awaits him next is either coffee from ICAC or prison food in Stanley.