Hong Kong Island Old Events

"Morning." He Dingxian greeted with a smile on his face.

The team members sitting at their workstations all stood up and said respectfully: "Good morning, sir!"

"morning!"

"Sir!"

He Dingxian nodded slightly and motioned for the guys to sit down.

"Where's the gay beard?"

Ghost guy Chang Shenming stood up and said, "A Xu is in the locker room. He came late this morning."

"hey-hey."

He Dingxian showed a narrow smile.

William was wearing a suit, with oily hair, and walked into the office area with a smart look. Suddenly he stopped, his eyes showed dissatisfaction, and he stood in front of Da Vinci's desk and asked: "Thomas, what's going on?"

He pointed at the name tag.

Da Vinci immediately stood up: "Sir!"

"In order to make it easier for Sir He to work, the team members spontaneously chose a Chinese name, hoping to help Sir He!"

William frowned and said displeased: "Withdraw!"

"Yes, sir!"

Da Vinci replied solemnly.

William glanced at him coldly, turned around and walked into the office, closing the door with his hand: "Bang!"

Da Vinci touched his nose, feeling helpless.

He Dingxian closed the blinds and no longer paid attention to what was going on outside. After a moment, Da Vinci raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Da da da."

"Sir."

"Please come in." He Dingxian sat on the chair and replied loudly. Da Vinci pushed the door open, came forward with a list, and said: "Sir He, this is a list of the entire police force in Chinese and English. Please keep it, Sir He."

"Thank you." He Dingxian stood up with a smile, took the list, glanced at it casually, accepted it and said, "Where's Sir William's?"

Da Vinci looked embarrassed: "Sir William doesn't have a Chinese name yet."

"Oh" He Dingxian smiled and said, "It's almost there."

noon.

Police station canteen.

He Dingxian took the dinner plate, ordered two meat and one vegetable, and placed the plate on the table. The gangster subordinates around him quickly moved out of the way. The gangster held two eggs in his hand, cracked them and handed them to him. Come: "Sir?"

"Thank you, no need." He Dingxian declined with a smile.

The Chinese police officers from the Criminal Division and the Military Uniform Division sat on the right side of the cafeteria, near the corner, occupying most of the tables and chairs, while the Guilao police officers sat near the door, and the Indian police officers were squeezed in at the door of the toilet.

Jiang Zuhui, Zhong Dewei and other Chinese police chiefs were greatly impressed when they saw how obedient the ghosts were to their superiors. When the meal was over and the ghosts had dispersed in twos and threes, Jiang Zuhui came to his seat with an empty plate and put an orange in his hand. Handed it to the commander: "Sir."

"What's wrong?" He Dingxian took the orange that was not too fresh, broke open the peel vigorously, and lowered his head to sip the juice. Jiang Zuhui lowered his head and said, "I heard that the Anti-Corruption Office has changed its Chinese name?"

"There are a lot of discussions among the ghost guys. The ghost guys in other departments seem to be very talkative. Please pay more attention."

Ho Ding-hsien didn't care about the kind reminder from his subordinates, and ate the pulp: "As the locals do, the Hong Kong governors all have Chinese names, so what do a few police officers mean?"

"The governor of Hong Kong is given a Chinese name to facilitate his rule. The bottom class is given a Chinese name, but it is really corrupted!" Jiang Zuhui cursed in his heart, but said: "What Sir He said makes sense. In short, the Criminal Division, the Military Uniform Division Guys, always at your command."

"I'm curious, how did you ask Gui Lao to change his name?" he asked in a low voice. He Dingxian said without hesitation: "I invited them to drink yesterday and gave each of them a big red envelope, so they changed their names obediently."

"How grand, sir!" Jiang Zuhui was secretly shocked and gave a thumbs up: "This is an operation of kowtow to recognize your ancestors!"

"Hey, I won't accept such scoundrels!" He Dingxian flatly denied it and corrected: "I didn't let them kowtow!"

"The same thing." Jiang Zuhui said to himself: "Banknotes are indeed hard currency. Being rich and powerful is really awe-inspiring!"

He Dingxian threw the orange peel into the plate, stood up and said: "Stop gossiping, what's the big deal about a ghost guy having a Chinese name? You will have to speak Chinese in the police force in the future."

He turned and went into the toilet to wash his hands.

"Yes, sir!" Jiang Zuhui responded solemnly, picked up two dinner plates, and carried them to the sink together.

night.

Causeway Bay, a whiskey bar.

William sat in front of the bar, holding a glass of gin in his hand. He raised his head and took a sip. The hot alcohol burned from the throat to the intestines and stomach, refreshing people and bringing stimulating pleasure amidst pain.

"Pa." He put down the glass, exhaled hot breath, and said in a loud voice: "Sir Ge Bai, He Dingxian did not take me, the officer, seriously in the anti-corruption room at all."

Ge Bai took a sip of whiskey and said with a smile: "William, I heard from people that the Anti-Corruption Office collected a lot of money. What's wrong? Not satisfied?"

"fart!"

William's face turned red and he shouted: "I won't take a penny from you!"

"No way?" Ge Bai didn't believe it in his heart. With He Dingxian's behavior, he would never miss his immediate boss when sending money. What's more, he has just joined the job and urgently needs to establish a good relationship with his boss. The police officers at the bottom have money to collect, but those at the top should collect more.

Unless William doesn’t want to accept it!

Ge Bai looked at William carefully, pierced a piece of prosciutto with a fork, brought it to his mouth and chewed: "Tell me, what's going on?"

"He Dingxian brought me an empty box!" William clenched the wine glass in his hand and said angrily: "He didn't come to give me money, he came to give me a chance to beg! A senior inspector dares to show official authority to his immediate superior? "

"Is he worthy?" William raised his glass again and took a sip of gin with his head held high, using strong liquor to suppress his emotions. Human nature is addicted to everything except mediocrity and boredom, including pain! The sense of accomplishment after enduring pain will quickly secrete dopamine, bringing extremely intense pleasure!

Strong alcohol, self-abuse, all about exchanging pain for happiness!

Ge Bai glanced at William secretly, feeling that he didn't even recognize this subordinate. What kind of face do you need if you have money? The money sent by others and the money begged for are not all money? You, a chief inspector, are only one level above the senior inspector. How come you start showing off your authority?

"Haha." He could understand William's change of mentality very well. He must have felt that as his direct superior, he had the power to discipline his subordinates. Naturally, he believed that subordinates should obey their superiors, and Chinese people should bow to ghosts.

It is difficult to let go of the authority of the top leader and suffer the consequences to save face. Of course, this cannot be said. So he patted William on the shoulder and said comfortingly: "He Dingxian works in Wan Chai, are you still afraid that your money will run away?"

"Find an opportunity and make an appointment to have a chat. You take a step back and he takes a step back. Everything will be fine. We will work together in the future. According to the Chinese, this is called peace.

"Nothing is more important than money."

William felt a lot better after hearing this, but he had already decided in his heart that the lion would not ask He Dingxian to cough up five or six hundred thousand!

We will never let him have an easy time in the anti-corruption room.

Ge Bai's eyes showed a hint of slyness. While drinking, he began to trick William, hoping to find any flaws in William. William's attitude towards He Dingxian gave him the opportunity to sell things to Sir He. If he could help Sir He restrain William

"That money is mine!"

Moreover, William and He Dingxian were in the same department. As a superior and subordinate, no matter how much William hated He Dingxian, he could not fire or transfer him, let alone conduct an internal investigation! Because the two are related in terms of political performance!

Therefore, there is no core conflict of interest between the two of them. They are both angry and angry, but they don't need to kill each other and can talk at any time.

Because of this, William was angry, irritable, and helpless, and He Dingxian dared to give him a blow! You even dare to ignore him!

Don't mention it, Ge Bai chatted about William's personal affairs while drinking, and really found a chance for him.

Nine o'clock.

Eastern District, Quarry Bay.

He Dingxian was wearing a black suit, with all the buttons opened to reveal the white shirt underneath. He was holding a fishing rod in his hand, sitting on a pony, looking at the star-studded sea. Nearby, the sea is quiet and peaceful, while in the distance, freighters are coming and going.

Yan Xiong was wearing a brown leather jacket with messy hair. He was sitting on a rock with a cigarette in his mouth and a fishing rod in his hand.

"Ah Xiong, are there any fish here?" He Dingxian fished for a long time, but not a single fish was hooked. Yan Xiong replied from the side: "Boss, you ask me about the place you picked?"

"You are in a good position and it is easier to catch fish." He Dingxian came back to the beach for fishing for the first time and was full of nonsense.

He asked Yan Xiongda to come fishing at night, in fact, he wanted to ask about the situation of the crime team. Around him, three or four plainclothes men in suits were standing by the country road. About a dozen police officers, armed with rifles, were hiding behind the woods, quietly watching out for the boss.

Yan Xiong shook his head and said: "No matter how good the location is, it's useless if I don't know how to fish."

"Brother Xian, how are you doing in the greedy room?"

He Dingxian took a sip of the drink and agreed casually: "What can I do?"

"Gui guys are all like dicks. They look down on Chinese people, but they look down on money."

Yan Xiong laughed: "Fortunately, boss, all you have is money."

"Sprinkle some water." He Dingxian asked, "Is Brother Sheng in the serious crime team?"

"It's a good job." Yan Xiong replied: "With the support of the ghost guy and the support of the brothers, I repaired an old Fu's horse a few days ago, and the streets are well managed."

"Um."

"Brother Sheng is a capable person." He Dingxian praised, but he was actually a little disappointed in his heart. The world would change for everyone if it left him, and no matter who was in charge of the serious crime team!

Until you have to do something, you really can’t tell whether it’s good or bad.

He Dingxian wanted to keep in touch with Yan Xiong. After losing the direct superior-subordinate relationship, the two of them only had personal relationships. It was not convenient to discuss business in teahouses, restaurants and other places, so it was very suitable to choose a place for fishing.

It can deceive people and pass the time.

He Dingxian stopped talking, suddenly picked up the fishing rod and shouted: "Here we come!"

Yan Xiong looked a little excited. He turned to look at the officer, but saw that there was only a hook on the empty pole, and even the bait was gone: "Brother Xian, your bait has been eaten by a fish!"

"Go to Chao Yiyong and ask for two boxes of explosives. I'll fucking kill him!" He Dingxian took off the hook and cursed, feeling completely embarrassed. Yan Xiong smiled and said: "Sir He, don't worry, there is still bait in the box."

"Let's go, remember to wear a helmet next time." He Dingxian dropped the fishing rod and shouted. Yan Xiong didn't understand: "Why do you need to wear a helmet when fishing?"

"I want to use explosives!" He Dingxian looked at him sideways: "Are you wearing it?"

Yan Xiong said decisively: "Dai!"

If you go fishing with Brother Xian without wearing a helmet, someone will die!

"Morning!"

He smiled happily.