Hong Kong Island Old Events

"You bastard, are you here to laugh at me on purpose?" Yan Guoliang cursed when he heard Han Zhibang's joke, with a hint of gloom in his expression. Han Zhibang shook his head and said: "How dare you? You are now a great hero of the ICAC, and you will definitely be reused once you are reinstated."

"How can you be considered a hero if you are beaten like this?" Yan Guoliang laughed at himself and asked, "Guozhi, are Yulin okay?"

"They are all being treated in the hospital."

Han Zhibang also had a sad look on his face, clenched his fists and said, "The police force has gone too far."

"well."

Yan Guoliang sighed and raised his eyes to look at him: "Look after the brothers and investigate the case. Don't lose your life."

"Do not worry."

Han Zhibang nodded.

While Yan Guoliang was hospitalized, Han Zhibang was somewhat prestigious among the Chinese in the ICAC, and grassroots investigators must rely on command. On the surface, Yan Guoliang is commendable for his bravery, proving to his superiors that he dares to fight hard and has a promising future. In fact, Han Zhibang has gained the most, replacing Yan Guoliang's position within the agency.

"Have you ever wondered why the police always get ahead of the ICAC every time they handle a case?" Yan Guoliang picked up an apple and bit into it without waiting for Han Zhibang to peel it for him. Han Zhibang noticed the scrutiny in Yan Guoliang's eyes, raised his head and said without any timidity: "There is a mole!"

"Must have."

"The insider's level is not low, otherwise, it would be impossible to receive the information in advance and sell it to the police." Ordinary ICAC team members will only receive orders before taking action, and the police force is often faster than the ICAC.

"I just don't know if they are Chinese or British." Yan Guoliang's eyes were bright and there was a questioning tone in his tone.

Han Zhibang said without changing his expression: "Let me check it for you."

"good."

Yan Guoliang agreed.

ten minutes later.

Han Zhibang stood up and said: "There are still some things to deal with in the ICAC. I'm going back first. If you need anything, please call me at any time."

"Thank you very much."

Yan Guoliang smiled politely.

"gone."

Han Zhibang greeted, turned around, opened the door, and waved after leaving the ward. Yan Guoliang watched him leave through the ward glass, his smile disappeared, and he murmured: "Is this the money empire?"

For the first time, he truly understood the power of the money empire, not from the numbers of corruption or positions, but from the tentacles of violence and power.

As soon as Han Zhibang disappeared from the door of the ward, his expression completely dropped.

ICAC people are never fools. One accident and two are destined to be no coincidence.

In fact, after Dong Cheng's escape incident, there were already some voices within the ICAC. However, the ICAC has just been established, so it is not easy to launch a large-scale special operation under the banner of catching moles. Otherwise, people will be panicked and the police force will be happy.

But unless the mole is caught, the police force will always be one step ahead of the ICAC.

In this matter, Han Zhibang has entered a crisis.

"who cares."

"Mr. He will take care of it."

But when I think about Dong Cheng being able to escape from Hong Kong in public, it seems that betraying the ICAC is not a big deal. Even if the truth is really revealed, there will be a way out. The strength displayed by Mr. He is not something that the ICAC can match today.

"Beep."

Han Zhibang locked the car and returned to the ICAC office building. Before he entered the office area, he vaguely heard a heartbreaking wail. His heart sank, he opened the glass door and walked into the office area. The front desk clerk immediately bowed and saluted: "Sir Han."

"Sir Han."

"what happened?"

Han Zhibang looked puzzled and looked at the investigator who had just come over. The investigator said: "Yulin's mother came to the Office to ask for compensation."

"How much?"

Yulin was the female employee who was frightened into a mental disorder in the police force. According to the injury examination, no traces of violent assault or torture were found. This is also the strength of the police force. All ICAC officers arrested had no superficial injuries.

But the harm suffered is real. In addition, ICAC handles complaint cases, or it can only be referred to the Internal Investigation Division. As a result, ICAC, as the "messenger of justice", had no place to prosecute after being tortured, and was unable to seek justice for its subordinates.

This means that law enforcers must have the ability to enforce the law. If they don’t even have the ability to enforce the law, isn’t the ICAC a joke?

When Han Zhibang heard that the family members of the staff came to ask for compensation, he was not surprised but happy. Firstly, the ICAC itself had a corresponding compensation system. Secondly, it was not him who had to pay the money, but he also hoped that the families of his colleagues would ask for more.

"Fifty thousand dollars."

The investigator looked embarrassed: "She said she had calculated it and wanted to ensure Yulin's life for the rest of her life."

"Only 50,000?" Han Zhibang frowned, thanking him for not adding more than 100,000. He immediately said, "Where is my aunt? I'll go and persuade her."

The investigator said: "While resting in the tea room, Sir Lu asked you to take care of it."

"What do you mean?" he asked casually.

The investigator said: "Sir Lu said that the ICAC has medical system guarantees and full coverage for life. According to the solatium system, it is impossible to agree to blackmail from employees' families."

"What is blackmail!"

Han Zhibang paused, and a surge of anger surged in his heart: "Yu Lin, a girl, rushed to the front as if she was caught in a gunfight. Isn't it right for the ICAC to provide appropriate compensation? Just because there is no injury or disability, we can't ignore mental problems." Is it a disease?"

This is indeed a money shortage in the ICAC system.

The dozen or so investigators in the office area all turned their heads to the superior upon hearing this, with complex expressions on their faces, mostly worried.

Han Zhibang glanced at the guys and walked into the tea room without saying a word. He saw a middle-aged woman in shabby clothes, tied up hair, and covered in oil, sitting on a chair and crying. The previous wailing had already turned into a plea: "I only calculated based on the lowest living standard. Yulin is a girl. Who would want to marry her now?"

"We're leaving. What will she do alone?"

"Sir Li, how did you make people mentally ill?"

Lan Gang walked into O Ji's office area and asked a little speechlessly. Li Ying looked innocent and spread his hands and said: "The guys haven't even started to attack, but the girl was so frightened that she screamed. Isn't the ICAC entry physical examination good?" Do you blame me for checking your genetic history?"

"A guy went to ask the neighbors and found out that the little girl went crazy and committed suicide."

After comforting his subordinate's mother, Han Zhibang walked into the office with a report. After the superior signed it, he took the document back and whispered: "Sir Lu, fifty thousand yuan is not much. Or should I give an explanation to the family?"

"no."

Lu Dingtang's expression suddenly changed, he looked at Han Zhibang and said, "You explain to the family, how can I explain to the commissioner?"

"The first thing for ICAC staff is to abide by the law and respect the system. They are never allowed to make conditions for matters outside the system."

Han Zhibang sighed: "Managing subordinates must also be humane."

"I am just talking to you about favors!" Lu Dingtang knocked on the table with his hand: "Just because you are talking about favors to your subordinates does not mean that you can break the ICAC system."

"Yes, sir!"

Han Zhibang knew there was no hope and quickly stood at attention and saluted.

After he walked out of the commander's office, he raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "TMD."

He had just returned to the investigation director's office and sat down. Before he took a sip from the coffee cup, a staff member came to the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Da da da."

"Sir Han."

"Please come in." Han Zhibang shouted loudly.

The subordinate handed over a document at the desk, lowered his head apologetically, and said ashamedly: "Sir Han, this is my resignation report."

"Are you going to resign now?"

Han Zhibang opened the document and glanced at it, then looked at his subordinates. The subordinates did not dare to look at him and just said: "My parents are old, and I wanted to find a stable job when I took the ICAC exam, but now..."

"But if a few people die while investigating a case now, are you afraid that you will be the next one to die?" Han Zhibang interrupted.

The subordinate said: "Sorry, sir."

"understand."

Han Zhibang sighed in his heart: "People are confused."

"Thank you, Sir Han." The subordinate bowed and thanked him, but he shook his head and asked, "How many people want to resign out there? There is no need to hide them."

"Nearly half of the employees intend to resign." The subordinate sighed: "But I don't know how many of them will make a report."

"OK."

Han Zhibang waved his hand and did not chat with his subordinates for too long. In the next two days, he received thirteen resignation reports. Although it did not reach one-half of the execution team, it had exceeded one-third. When the resignation report was handed to the boss, other than receiving a scolding from the boss, he received no conditions for retention. Because the first batch of team members after the expansion of the ICAC are being trained, there are as many as a hundred executive team members alone. This means that the ICAC actually has no shortage of manpower in the long run. If a group of people resign, in addition to losing management Apart from the person's face, it has no fundamental impact on the ICAC.

After all, the Chinese have always pursued public office, and the ICAC has never had to worry about recruiting people.

In the short term, it was obvious that the ICAC could not do anything after the last incident, so after verbal attempts to retain him failed, all resignation applications were approved.

Ji Da did not rush to plan the action case anymore and was eager to attack the police force because they knew that if the police informants in the office were not eliminated, it would be difficult for the office to escape from the hands of the police force. A special team has been set up within the Investigation Department to begin investigating the identities, backgrounds and social connections of the ICAC staff. The ICAC will usher in its first internal purge shortly after its establishment.

"Sir Jida, you need to give me a specific plan and progress schedule."

Taipingshan Governor's Mansion.

MacLehose smoked a cigar and looked at Jida with an expression no longer trusting, even with a hint of scrutiny. Because the Dong Cheng incident had humiliated him, and the police station's protests and questioning left him with no room for ambiguity and could only choose to appease the police force. This is undoubtedly a failure. Although the integrity crisis has just begun and a small setback cannot affect the overall situation, it is obviously a bad sign.

Ji Da knew that MacLehose was eager to use the integrity storm to create conditions for governance, and immediately replied in a solemn voice: "Sir, I already have a specific plan. First, the ICAC will set up an internal inspection team to be responsible for the political affairs of internal personnel. After conducting a political review of all ICAC officers, as well as corruption allegations, we will launch an investigation into the allegations against the Police Anti-Corruption Office."

"If the ICAC wants to conduct a smooth investigation, it must find reasons to abolish the police's anti-corruption powers and take 100% of the anti-corruption powers into its hands."