Hong Kong Police Force Chief

"Report sir!"

Peng Xinjian stood at attention respectfully, and reported the specific situation in a hoarse voice.

"Several citizens were shot and were sent to Mingxin Hospital for rescue. Now they are all out of danger."

Mingxin Hospital, heard about this place again.

Zhou Quan, who was standing aside, couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

Ming Sum Hospital can be said to be the largest hospital in Kowloon City, even though it is private.

But once there is any sudden danger or disaster in Kowloon City, Ming Sum Hospital is obviously the most powerful medical rescue force.

The casualties after the shootout at Yunlai Teahouse were all sent to Mingxin Hospital.

This situation allows Zhou Quan to make a fuss.

"No citizens died, which is a great blessing among misfortunes!"

Huang Bingyao's expression relaxed a little, and he continued to ask in a deep voice: "Where are the brothers? What are the specific casualties?"

Thinking of the current situation of his men, Peng Xinjian couldn't help but feel a deep sadness flashing through his eyes.

"Almost everyone among the brothers in charge of the anti-gang team was injured."

Peng Xinjian let out a long sigh and replied with a heavy expression: "Not only did the commander of the anti-gang team B die in the line of duty, but an undercover police officer also died."

Peng Xinjian had no intention of hiding anything. After all, the undercover police officer's funeral still needed to be dealt with.

If he concealed the other party's situation, how could he feel at peace in his heart?

This time, the anti-gangster group under him suffered a big setback.

"How could there be such a big mistake?"

With his sharp eyes locked on Peng Xinjian, Huang Bingyao asked in a deep voice: "Did someone under your command collect illegal money?"

An operation caused heavy casualties to the anti-gangster group in Kowloon City.

This gave Wong Bingyao reason to suspect that something was wrong within Kowloon City, and that some rogue police officers were tipping off criminals.

"Sir, my brothers are all worthy of trust. At least there will be no problems with this operation."

At this time, Peng Xinjian couldn't help but have an anxious look on his face.

"The targets of this operation are too rampant, and they carry powerful firearms."

He hurriedly explained: "The target was unwilling to be caught, so he resisted with all his strength."

The brothers have already paid a heavy price, and Peng Xinjian certainly does not want them to be doubted by his own people again.

Moreover, everything Peng Xinjian said was true.

The target of their Kowloon City anti-gangster group's operation this time is Johnny Wang's arms group.

That group of criminals are all desperadoes, and they also have powerful weapons in their hands.

Compared with the .38 revolvers currently equipped by the police force, the firepower is not a bit stronger.

Under such circumstances, how could the other party be able to catch him without any help?

"Since the brothers have not been bribed, there is something wrong with your actions themselves."

Huang Bingyao snorted coldly and scolded with a stern face: "Not comprehensive enough, not careful enough!"

At this moment, he just pointed at Peng Xinjian's nose and said clearly that his subordinates were negligent in their duties.

Peng Xinjian opened his mouth. He wanted to defend something, but in the end it turned into a helpless apology.

"Sorry, sir!"

After all, his men failed in their actions and injured innocent citizens. This is an unshirkable responsibility.

"The gangster of your anti-gangster group, is he not clear about this operation? Did he participate in the command?"

After giving Peng Xinjian a faint glance, Huang Bingyao changed the topic and asked other questions.

"That guy Harrison is the commander of the anti-gang group after all. He must know the whole story of this operation."

Peng Xinjian shook his head in confusion, and said hesitantly: "But as you know, Commander You, he was not directly involved in the command and deployment of the operation."

His control of Kowloon City is no different from that of Wong Bingyao.

The ghost commanders under his command were basically completely ignored.

"Someone has to take care of something with such a bad impact."

With a stern look in his eyes, Huang Bingyao said with a serious look: "For such a big operation, even if the Flying Tigers were not called for support, why didn't even the mobile troops arrive?"

"Let the Department of Internal Affairs investigate that bastard Harrison and accuse him of dereliction of duty!"

The operation failed, a senior inspector died in the line of duty, an undercover police officer died in the line of duty, and innocent citizens were seriously injured.

This series of impacts will inevitably cause a crisis of confidence in the reputation of the police force.

No matter what, someone has to take responsibility for this matter.

Either Peng Xinjian, the commander-in-chief of Kowloon City, or the commander of his anti-gang group.

Director Huang Da has been deeply involved in the police force for many years and has a very large network among Chinese police officers.

Although the Chief Superintendent Peng Xinjian in front of him is neither Li Xi nor Guan Zhibang, he is a close friend of life and death.

But the relationship between Huang Bingyao and him is quite close.

The most important thing is that Peng Xinjian's qualifications are much shallower than Huang Bingyao. He has just assumed the position of chief superintendent for less than three years.

Therefore, even when the commander-in-chief of West Kowloon was vacant previously, Peng Xinjian was not qualified to compete with Huang Bingyao.

The relationship is good and there is no conflict of interest.

Now that Huang Bingyao wants to be held accountable for this trouble, he certainly doesn't want the blame to fall on Peng Xinjian.

As for the anti-gang police officers under Peng Xinjian, they shed blood and were injured for the police force, and even sacrificed a big gang.

Under such circumstances, it is logical to put all the blame on the senior inspector who died in the line of duty.

But Director Huang certainly would not let his men bleed and feel disappointed.

Harrison, the foreigner who was living a life of idleness and waiting for retirement in Kowloon City, was undoubtedly the best candidate to take the blame.

Feeling the love of Director Huang, Peng Xinjian immediately felt a warm current in his heart.

"Brother Yao, I'm sorry for causing you trouble!"

At this time, Peng Xinjian was no longer as formal as when he was scolded just now.

Being able to ensure that he and his brothers were not implicated was already the best result at the moment.

It is better to put the blame on the foreigner than for him and his brothers to take the responsibility.

"The affairs of the brothers who died in the line of duty must be handled properly!"

Huang Bingyao glared at Peng Xinjian with some regret, and he emphasized the last sentence.

"Yes, sir!"

Peng Xinjian hurriedly stamped his feet and stood at attention, and saluted with a heavy face.

His brothers shed blood and sacrificed, and as the big sir of Kowloon City, he certainly would not let his brothers down.

It was not until this time that the expression on Huang Bingyao's face eased.

"Go over and sit down for a cup of tea!"

He pointed to the reception area where Zhou Quan was, and said lightly.

At the same time, Huang Bingyao also stood up from behind his desk and walked towards the reception sofa.