Hong Kong Island Old Events

This murder case spread very quickly due to the organized spread. The next morning, "Oriental Daily", "South China Morning Post", "Ta Kung Pao", "Wen Wei Po" and other newspapers published the case of serial murders of police officers. Each newspaper reported from different angles.

Guan Xuan, the head of the Operations Office, slapped a copy of "Oriental Daily" on the table in his office and shouted: "Let He Dingxian come to see me!"

"Yes, sir!" The subordinate stood at attention and accepted the order.

When He Dingxian received the news, he immediately put on his police hat, lowered his head and came to the door of the chief's office. He raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Da da da."

"Guan sir!"

Guan Xuanhe sat on the chair, without moving his buttocks, and said loudly: "Come in!"

He Dingxian walked into the door, closed the lock gently, turned his head and glanced at a newspaper on the table, and knew what was going on.

Guan Xuanhe's attitude was very bad. He pointed at a copy of Oriental Daily and said, "Sir, look at it! Look at what is written in the newspaper!"

He Dingxian picked up the newspaper: "He was so vicious that he killed two British police officers in a row!"

"There's nothing wrong with the title!" He took the newspaper and started to pretend to be deaf and dumb. Guan Xuanhe said, "There's nothing wrong with the title. What's problematic is the content, the content!"

In addition to the title, this front-page headline focuses on the misdeeds of the two British police officers who died, intentionally or unintentionally creating a heroic image for the murderers. In the end, it directly points out that the murderers are still on the run, and the incompetence of the police force. Advocate that Lei Luo and others are treated unfairly.

Two British police officers and their families were killed in succession, and the murderers are still committing crimes. Public opinion is no longer something that the police force can simply suppress.

He Dingxian put down the newspaper without reading, stood at attention, saluted, and said: "Sorry, sir!"

"I will immediately notify the people at the newspaper to revise it and publish it on the next page."

Guan Xuan was so angry that he waved his hand and scolded: "What's the use of publishing another page of news? Now that the news has been spread, Lei Luo will be handed over to Lai Chi Kok immediately."

"Yes, sir!" He Tingxian saluted again, very simply. Guan Xuanhe sighed and softened his tone a lot: "All the Chinese detectives in the detention room of the Crime Unit will also be transferred to Lai Chi Kok for temporary custody."

"We will wait until the outcome of the court trial and then deal with it according to the outcome of the trial. Currently, the criminal division of each police district will be under the jurisdiction of an acting detective appointed by the director."

He Dingxian nodded: "Yes, sir!"

"I'll go and inform you right away."

Guan Xuanhe has the authority to supervise the criminal division, but for now it is only a verbal notification, and the Operations Department will definitely issue a formal document later.

Guan Xuanhe glanced at He Dingxian and said without interest: "Go and do some work."

"Goodbyd, sir!"

He Dingxian turned around and left the office, bent down and locked the door. He was relieved when he walked down the stairs. The top brass of the police force must be dissatisfied with his attitude now, but until he leaves no trace behind, the top brass of the police force have no reason to act. he.

As for Lian Zhuang being the leader of the serious crime team, don't count on Gui Lao.

You will have to be more careful when doing things in the future.

Guan Xuanhe lit up a cigarette in the office, took a short puff, and suddenly cursed with dissatisfaction: "The yellow-skinned monkey is just like a loach!"

Although "Oriental Daily" is He Dingxian's property, it is impossible for He Dingxian to review every article, and the newspaper must have a dedicated editor-in-chief in charge. However, this article that takes the opportunity to vindicate Lei Luo and others has nothing to do with him. , Gui Lao will never believe it.

However, Hong Kong Island itself is very particular about freedom of the press. Except for the "Police News" and a few small newspapers controlled by the Political Department, the police have no power to interfere with the direction of public opinion of large newspapers unless they can control the small newspapers. To develop into a major newspaper.

This cannot be achieved in a short time.

This feeling of knowing that the other party is playing a trick but having no way to do anything about it is really annoying to those in power.

People with power hate people and things beyond their control.

He Dingxian brought Yan Xiong, A Gui and others to the detention room. With a gesture, the guys opened the cell door one after another. Lei Luo, Chen Li, Meng Yuanda and others looked a little tired after being detained for several days, especially Zeng Shaoke and Cai Zhaoguang, who were among the first batch to be taken into the detention room. The two of them are not as young and able as Lei Luo. The dark circles on their faces are extremely heavy, and the fat on their faces has been reduced.

You know, staying in a prison cell is not an easy task, even if you have a private room and you are served delicious food and drinks.

Just being cut off from the outside world and worrying about the future can cause inner torment and mental anxiety. What's more, the environment in the cell is not clean, the air is poor, and family members are not allowed to visit.

As soon as Cai Zhaoguang walked out of the cell door, he asked: "Sir, is the matter over?"

"Not yet." He Dingxian chuckled and said, "You have worked hard these days. You will get on the bus and transfer to Lai Chi Kok later."

The expressions of Cai Zhaoguang, Zeng Shaoke and others suddenly changed, and Meng Yuanda exclaimed: "Brother Xian, Lai Chi Kok is the territory of the ghost!"

He Dingxian glared at him and looked around at everyone: "Don't worry, it will take at least half an hour for the surveillance vehicle from Lai Chi Kok to arrive. It's not certain whether they can come. The matter is not over yet."

"Let's sit down and drink tea in the office area of ​​the Crime Unit. After two cups of tea, things may turn around." He shrugged and joked, "But you may have to drink tea with handcuffs on."

Chen Li's eyes lit up and he asked aloud: "Axian, are you ready?"

"Yeah." He Dingxian did not deny it. Zeng Shaoke, Cai Zhaoguang and others all sighed in relief: "Drinking tea, drinking tea, what's wrong with being handcuffed? You have to drink a cup of tea before going to the execution ground!"

Lei Luo stood aside silently and left with everyone, but when passing by He Dingxian, he said: "Thank you, boss."

What he had to say to the many Chinese detectives who were implicated had already been said in the prison cell, but he still owed a thank you to the bosses who were traveling outside.

He Dingxian patted him on the shoulder: "Brothers never say thank you."

A group of people came to the office area of ​​the Major Crime Team. The guys quickly brought chairs, put together a table, and brought hot water to make tea for the big guys. A group of Chinese detectives were handcuffed and sitting upright drinking tea. Xian Xin speaks in a pornographic voice, and his momentum is really impressive.

Raymond handed over the compiled documents to the boss for signature. As soon as He Dingxian finished signing, Huang Bingyao walked up to him with a newspaper and said unhappily: "Sir, there is a newspaper writing nonsense about our police force? "

"How did you write it?" He Dingxian raised his head and asked, holding the tea cup.

Wong Bingyao cursed: "He wrote that there is a criminal organization in the police force that is involved in espionage activities. The murders against the two British police officers were an espionage operation to disrupt peace and try to challenge the war on Hong Kong Island."

Chen Li, Zeng Shaoke, Cai Zhaoguang and others changed their expressions upon hearing this.

Such a politically charged report would not be published by the newspaper without special authorization. And now the only department that has the motive to publish the article is the police force. That is to say, the police force wants to use the crime of purging spies to catch all the detectives from the Kowloon District involved in the case!

Damn, it’s so poisonous!

He Dingxian's eyes flashed with sternness. The one who could use this trick was definitely the Political Department! When he took the newspaper, he asked casually: "Which newspaper company wrote it?"

"Good horse racing news." Huang Bingyao named the name of a newspaper: "I used to write the "Horse Book" quite accurately. When I wanted to buy a horse, I brought one with me. Unexpectedly, he started writing random news now!"

When He Dingxian saw the name of the company in the newspaper, his face became extremely ugly. Chen Li asked from the side: "Axian, who is the boss of Lucky Horse Racing?"

"He Shenghe's Ma brothers." He Dingxian said aloud, Lei Luo looked very unhappy: "When did a pair of bad guys dare to point fingers at the police force."

The Chief Inspector Hua of a large district has never been someone the Ma brothers can mess with. Of course, in the past, Inspector Hua would have to sell them some face, but now Inspector Hua can also do without selling their face!

Zeng Shaoke, Meng Yuanda and others present all had displeasure in their eyes.

He Dingxian casually crumpled the newspaper into a ball and threw it into the trash can: "Lean closer to the ghost guy and beat them together, and ask Azai to send someone to burn their newspaper office."

"The bigger my fire is, the bigger the fire of their newspaper office will be!"

Huang Bingyao understood what he was thinking and laughed ferociously: "I will definitely let the Ma brothers see how angry the officers are."

After his subordinates took the people away, He Dingxian greeted him calmly: "Keep drinking tea, because some bad guys are unhappy and it's not worth it."

After Huang Bingyao took people to the streets, he discovered that the streets were filled with a different atmosphere. First of all, the gangsters in the streets were very active, although there were always a group of more than a dozen people, distributed at different intersections. Secondly, the gangsters When they see the police, they all say hello, as if they are waiting for the opinions of the plainclothes policemen in the jurisdiction. If this happens even in Hong Kong Island, then the atmosphere in Kowloon will only be even weirder.

In fact, all the Chinese policemen in Kowloon District came to the mission office early this morning and gathered in the office area to play cards and drink tea. There was not even a uniformed patrol officer in sight on the street.

At the Kowloon Tong Police Station, Senior Inspector "Vlad", wearing a military uniform and leather shoes, strode into the office area of ​​the Criminal Division. Looking at the Chinese detectives who were in a heated atmosphere and engaging in open gambling, his eyes almost burst into flames.

The Chinese policemen who used to salute as soon as they entered the door gathered together at the gambling table, and no one paid him any attention.

He pulled out the baton from his waist, swept the water glass on the table, knocked over all the documents, and shouted loudly: "You bastard, what are you doing? You are not patrolling during work hours, but you are openly gambling in the office area!"

In the office area, eighty plainclothes detectives stopped gambling and turned to look at their superiors unkindly. The plainclothes captain "Awang" held a handful of cards in his hand, walked up to the superior step by step, and said in a sarcastic tone: "Sir, how can we do things without Detective Hua giving orders?"

The rest of the Chinese agents just followed the captain, and nearly a hundred people swarmed forward. When they heard the noise, more than a hundred uniformed policemen next door rushed to the corridor, and the first floor of the mission building was completely blocked.

Vlad held his baton and looked at the expressions of the Chinese policemen. Cold sweat broke out on his palms. He regretted not taking more people with him. It was too late to rush out now.

But his momentum was still not weak, and he never believed that the Chinese police had the courage to rebel. He stepped forward, pointed his baton at the plainclothes captain and said: "Now, I order you to be the acting detective of the criminal team and take your people to do something right away." !”

"Understand?"