Hong Kong Island Old Events

Although the foreign bank is a treasury in the eyes of everyone, the money in the counter is not much, which cannot satisfy the appetite of the two groups of gangsters. On the contrary, there is a large amount of cash stored in the Jockey Club's account room. According to observations from northerners, it is at least millions, and it is only delivered to the bank by cash transport truck every night, giving enough time to commit crimes.

The key is that there are not many security guards at the Jockey Club's counting house, and it is some distance away from the police station, so you have time to move after you succeed. Unlike foreign banks, which are all located very close to the police station, if the Chinese don't take action, there will be ghost guys.

The combined firepower of the two groups of gangsters was enough to wipe out the security force of more than a dozen people in the Jockey Club accounting room.

"Walk!"

"Go to the Jockey Club!"

The group of people came downstairs of the hotel, waved for a few rickshaws, ran to the pier to take a boat across the sea, and decided to go to Happy Valley for something bigger.

Everyone boarded the boat and went ashore, walked out of the dock and stopped the car.

Taxi drivers passing by saw more than ten people with large and small bags and a tough temperament, and they all honked their horns: "Didi, di, di, di."

Speeding by without slowing down.

Taxi drivers are well-informed these days. Looking at the turmoil in Hong Kong Island, they dare not risk their lives to pick up passengers.

Local associations on Hong Kong Island will also give taxi drivers face and will not touch them. Because taxi drivers will also report to the society, but the flag soldiers and the defeated soldiers are different! There are basically no taxis in Kowloon, and there are even fewer taxis on the streets of Hong Kong Island.

The rickshaw masters have to wait for customers together with more than a dozen people, and they no longer run on remote roads. The social unrest caused by the vacation of the Chinese police in Kowloon will inevitably spread to Hong Kong Island.

The chief of staff stopped several cars with no results. He was furious. He opened the bag wrapped around his rifle and rushed onto the street. He raised his gun high and tried to force the taxi to stop.

But the leader pressed down his gun and asked, "What's the point of taking a taxi?"

"Shoot at the ghost guy's car!"

The chief of staff understood this and gave a ferocious smile, then moved his gun and aimed at the approaching private car: "Bang!"

Behind the windshield of the car, a polite man in a suit looked horrified and quickly turned the steering wheel to park the car on the side of the road.

The bullet hit the front hood of the car. The chief of staff continued to pull the bolt of the gun. The others no longer hid, they raised their guns and threatened. The butt of the gun knocked the ghost guy to the ground, and then they all got into the car and closed the door. Following the same pattern, a group of people robbed several cars. Surprisingly, some of them knew how to drive and knew the way and headed straight to the Jockey Club.

The Hong Kong Jockey Club's grand venue is in Happy Valley. There are some off-course betting stations along the way, and Gui Lao Trading Company has been looted.

"Da da da."

"Da da da."

Gunfire rang out from time to time in the street.

The defeated soldiers drove past shops and betting stations. When they saw the carnival gangsters, a trace of envy flashed in their eyes. They unconsciously stepped on the accelerator and accelerated their speed.

Arriving at the gate of the Jockey Club, the gangsters parked their cars. Regardless of the horse racing going on at the racecourse, they raised their guns and drove away the security guards at the gate. Then they rushed to the counting house: "Da da da."

"Da da da."

The blast of a Browning automatic rifle rang out.

A team of security guards received the alert and went out with guns. They all had no time to raise their rifles and take aim. They were all shot and fell to the ground.

The leader laughed ferociously: "Brothers, go in! We have three goals today: kill all the foreign dogs, rob all the foreigners, and smash all the foreigners!"

"yes!"

"Team up!" The brothers echoed, and their morale was high.

It actually made the northern gangsters next to them look at each other with admiration. Damn, I have been fighting for a lifetime, but I have never felt so good against a foreign ghost!

The group leads the way!

Tai Kwun.

He Dingxian was drinking tea with the detectives in Tonghua. He could not feel a trace of turmoil in the society inside the headquarters. No matter how bold the flag soldiers were, they would not dare to carry guns near the headquarters to commit murder. However, the uniform team and the British police , the Indian police were all busy, the corridors were walking back and forth, people were intertwined, and scoldings sounded from time to time.

Everyone knows something is going on out there.

"He sir." At this time, Yan Xiong came back with hurried footsteps, raised his hand in salute, and said quickly: "Guan sir, please come."

"I know." He Dingxian agreed, put down the tea cup, stood up and said, "Sorry, sir, you have something to ask me about. I'll come back for tea later."

"Sir He, you are busy." Lei Luo sat in his seat with a calm expression: "We are waiting for your news here."

"No problem." He Dingxian turned and left the office area, climbed the stairs and came to the office of the person in charge of the operations department. The wooden door of the room, which was usually closed, was now open. Guan Xuanhe was wearing a green uniform, holding a cigar in his mouth, facing the window, and spitting out white mist.

"Sir Guan!" He Dingxian said hello, but Guan Xuanhe only gave him a back view: "Can things outside be settled?"

"The serious crime team and the criminal team have already taken action." He Dingxian said honestly: "The detectives from each police station have also mobilized their troops. Hong Kong Island is absolutely safe."

Guan Xuanhe turned around and revealed a disfigured face, especially a bloody scar on his forehead, which looked like it was from an ashtray.

"What I want is the whole of Hong Kong!" He shouted sternly, holding a cigar in his hand: "I want the whole of Hong Kong to be safe and sound, not just Hong Kong Island!"

"Now there are more than a dozen foreign shops outside that have been robbed. Not only have the money been taken away, but all the electrical appliances and shops have been smashed. One shop was even burned down by fire. Even the fire department was moved, but the criminal team still refuses to move!"

He Dingxian was about to defend when Guan Xuanhe said again: "Don't tell me lies. Just now, just now, a dozen gangsters armed with weapons broke into the Jockey Club, not only killing a dozen people, but also taking away the racehorses." Will bet more than 1.6 million Hong Kong dollars."

"What do you want me to report to the director, and what do you want the director to report to the governor?"

The "Royal Jockey Club" is branded with the Queen, and this slap hit the Queen's little face. No wonder Guan Xuan and his head were smashed. Although the Queen may not remember that he still has a Jockey Club, and the money earned by the Jockey Club cannot be handed over to the royal family, but the issue of face is a big issue. The sun never sets on one's face to maintain the image of the empire. Politicians are He would kill someone just to save face!

Moreover, the Jockey Club Board of Directors are all senior executives of foreign companies and Hong Kong government bureaucrats, and they have extraordinary influence in the political circles.

No matter how much charity the Jockey Club does every year or how much money it donates, it is undeniable that the Jockey Club is an important money bag for the bureaucrats. This slap directly slaps the Queen in the face, and the money goes directly into the pocket of the Hong Kong Governor!

Guan Xuanhe simply couldn't imagine what consequences the police force would suffer if the gangsters finally set fire to the Jockey Club and burned down the Jockey Club. Fortunately, those gangsters were still humane.

Just for the money!

Sometimes it's kindness. If people don't care about money, the most terrifying thing is when they go crazy.

Guan Xuanhe exhaled and said with sincerity in his eyes: "This is the situation all over Hong Kong Island. What about Kowloon? How many shops will be damaged? The criminal team must take to the streets as soon as possible to maintain order!"

The biggest reason why the Chinese police are qualified to compete with the British is that everyone has to eat!

No one dares to smash the bowl!

He Dingxian also knew that the government officials had just taken office and would never be able to mobilize the garrison to do things. Although the garrison could control the entire Hong Kong in one day and settle all the big and small matters, once the garrison left the garrison, it would be difficult to take it back.

The military faction in the police force will rise again, and it is possible that the government faction may even be driven out of power, because the military faction was suppressed before and is eager to seize power. Compared with the power in their hands and the money in their pockets, the rest Everything can be put aside!

He Dingxian suddenly felt much relieved: "It seems that not only Americans, but all ghosts are paper tigers!"

"Not only will the future be a paper tiger, but the present is also! Maybe in the future it won't be a tiger, it will just be a paper puppet!" Even though he had considered all the various plans before, he was still afraid that the ghost guy would get his way and play hard games with him.

But in fact, Gui Lao's heart has long since shriveled up and he can't harden up at all!

He no longer had to beat around the bush and said very simply: "Sir Guan, if you want to get the Kowloon District Criminal Division to do something, you can only agree to the collective request of the detectives of the Criminal Division."

"Release Inspector Hua led by Inspector Lei Luo!"

Guan Xuanhe waved his hand and flatly refused: "Lei Luo is suspected of killing a British police officer and must not be released on the spot, but Detective Yu Hua can be released immediately and return to the jurisdiction to perform his duties. As for Lei Luo."

His voice softened: "Based on the situation, can we temporarily detain him in the criminal department, retain his position for investigation, wait for the end of the court trial, and deal with it according to the outcome of the trial?"

Can a superior let his subordinates decide things?

Absolutely not!

But Guan Xuanhe asked, and He Dingxian dared to answer: "The handling is quite pertinent. I will try my best to help the commander communicate with the guys in Kowloon District. As for the specific situation, I can only do my best."

Guan Xuanhe Changhe breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "Sir He, please make arrangements quickly."

"Chaos in Kowloon and Hong Kong Island is not good for everyone."

He Dingxian stood at attention and saluted: "Yes, sir!"

"Then I'll go do some work first." He turned around and left the office, returned to the office area of ​​the serious crime team, met the inquiring eyes of Chen Li, Zeng Shaoke, Cai Zhaoguang and others, and beckoned: "Get to work, get to work."

"If you guys continue to drink tea, the fire outside will reach the Grand Hall."

The ten Chinese detectives all looked happy when they heard this. Since they were able to go to work, it meant that Guitou had surrendered and things were turning around.

But Chen Li sat on the chair, unable to move his buttocks. He held a tea cup in his hand and said, "Sir He, are you so arrogant? Come when you tell us to come, and leave when you tell us to leave?"

"It's none of our business to light a fire outside. Even if the fire is huge, we have to finish drinking the tea we just made."

How dare Sir He choke with his master and say with a playful smile: "Drink, drink, drink, drink up one cup each."

"Aluo, you stay in the serious crime team and show up in court in a few days. I've prepared the lawsuit for you. After the court session, you can go back to Kowloon Tong and continue working."

Lei Luo was very grateful when he heard this. The fatigue accumulated in the past few days was wiped away. As long as he can continue to be the Chief Inspector of Kowloon District, there will be many opportunities to repay the boss in the future. There is no need to say many words. He nodded immediately, "Thank you Xian." elder brother."

When He Dingxian saw that all the Chinese detectives had finished drinking their tea, he urged: "Let's go, let's go. If I keep you for a few more days, Daguan will be starved for you."

"Ah Xiong, you take Brother Luo into the room to rest and tell the people in Lai Chi Kok to get out. I will go to Kowloon with the detectives to see the situation."

Yan Xiong said solemnly: "Yes, sir!"