Rebirth of the Rising Sun

Zheng Jian was listening to his police officers report on Xiaoshe's situation in the office when his cell phone suddenly rang. Seeing that it was an unfamiliar call, he paused before answering the call, "Hello, who is this?"

A sinister voice came from the other end of the phone, "Is that Deputy Director Zheng?"

"Who are you?" Hearing that the other party was unwilling to reveal his name and also used a false voice, Zheng Jian asked very vigilantly.

"Don't ask who I am. Anyway, I'm here to help you do a meritorious service this time. At nine o'clock tonight, a batch of smuggled luxury cars will enter the Dafu Wharf. You know what to do, right? Hahaha." After the person on the other end said this, he laughed and hung up the phone.

"Hello, hello." Zheng Jian wanted to talk to the other party and find out more about him, but the call was hung up a moment later.

"Deputy Director Zheng, what happened?" asked the police officer who was reporting to him.

"Oh, nothing happened. You go down first. We still have to question Xiaoshe as soon as possible. It would be best if he confessed everything. This will be in the best interest of us." After Zheng Jian sent his men away, he carefully recalled the content of the phone call. After thinking about it, he called Feng Sizhe's private mobile phone.

As the secretary of a province, he is very busy. Not to mention that he has a lot of things to do every day, but his schedule is also full. Normally, if a deputy director wants to find him, he has to go through layers of reports and may not be able to see him. But Zheng Jian is different. He is a cadre transferred from Zhongzhou Province by Young Master Feng himself. Now he has a great responsibility, so Feng Sizhe specially allowed him to call his mobile phone directly in case of emergencies.

When Feng Sizhe received Zheng Jian's call, he had just walked from the Provincial Veteran Affairs Bureau to the Provincial Party Committee. He had just arrived in a place, and as the secretary of a province and the top leader of a province, one of the things he needed to do was to appease those former veteran cadres. Otherwise, at critical moments, these people would always jump out to find fault with you, which would be very troublesome.

When Feng Sizhe saw that the call was from Zheng Jian, he knew that there must be something important to report. Could it be that Xiaoshe confessed?

Feng Sizhe shook his head. If Xiaoshe was willing to confess so easily, he would not have become one of the Eight Vajras of the Black Tiger Gang.

"I'm Feng Sizhe. What's the matter?" After the call was connected, Feng Sizhe gave his name and asked.

"Secretary Feng, this is Zheng Jian. This is what happened..." Then, Zheng Jian told the secret phone call he had just received. After saying this, Zheng Jian asked, "Secretary Feng, do you think this call is credible? Is it a trap?"

Feng Sizhe first thought about whether this phone call was a trap, but then he rejected it. If it was just a prank, if it was a trap, then it would be too meaningless. What good would it do? Could it be that it was just to make Zheng Jianbai run a trip, and they would enjoy it?

Of course the answer is not like this. Since they made this call, they must have a purpose. It is very likely that the incident is true and it is an action specifically targeting the Silver Sword Gang.

Regardless of the motive of the caller, one thing is clear: this person wants to muddy the waters so that he can fish in troubled waters. Not to mention what will happen after the waters become muddy, as of now, if a batch of such smuggled materials can be seized, it would be a big deal, at least for Feng Sizhe to take the initiative, it would be extremely beneficial.

"Comrade Zheng Jian, listen to me now. You must take this phone call seriously. No matter whether it is true or not, I think you need to go. And for safety reasons, don't tell anyone now. Just gather reliable people together, and then suddenly set out at eight o'clock in the evening. You must do it without anyone noticing. I have a feeling you may make a great contribution this time." Feng Sizhe gave instructions to Zheng Jian.

Feng Sizhe said so, and Zheng Jian of course had to do it, "Okay, Secretary Feng, I'll go get ready now."

"Okay, remember to keep it a secret, otherwise the operation may fail." Feng Sizhe knew clearly that over the years, no matter whether it was the Black Tiger Gang or the Silver Sword Gang, no one knew how many people they had arranged in the Public Security Bureau. If the news of this matter leaked in advance, it would be difficult to handle.

At nine o'clock in the evening, outside the Dafu Wharf, a large cargo ship slowly approached the port. On this ship, the flag of the Republic was clearly flying, as well as the logo of the Yinwen Commercial Group. These would let others clearly know the origin of this ship.

Not far away, beside a pile of cargo tarpaulins, Zheng Jian was watching the scene clearly with a high-powered telescope. When he saw that the ship had indeed entered the port on time, he pulled the bolt of the Type 54 pistol in his hand and said to the policemen who followed behind him to enforce the law, "Everyone, pay attention. The target has appeared. Be ready to rush with me at any time."

The policemen who followed along now understood why Zheng Jian brought them here. Thinking that it would be a great achievement if they could seize the smuggled goods, they couldn't help but get excited, but at the same time they also took out their guns.

When facing smugglers, bloody conflicts may occur at any time. If we don’t make some preparations, we may suffer losses in a while.

The ship finally docked at the port, and some people who looked like dock workers also began to move towards the cargo ship. At this time, Zheng Jian shouted, "Come with me, no one on the ship can escape." As he said this, he was the first to rush up.

With the deputy director taking the lead, the brothers below were naturally encouraged and rushed forward shouting.

The people on the dock suddenly heard the shouting, and then saw the police descending like gods, and they were all stunned. Some of them reacted quickly and reached out to take out the machetes hidden behind their backs, but faced with the black muzzles of guns pointed at them, they stopped. After all, there is only one life, and there are still many people who know the situation.

Not far away, beside a car on a high mountain, a man holding a high-powered telescope was also watching the scene. Seeing so many policemen suddenly running out, he asked in confusion, "What's going on? Where did so many policemen come out?"

"Ah." The younger brother beside him looked over immediately upon hearing this. When he saw this, he was also horrified, "Brother Jiu, it seems that the news has leaked out this time."

The so-called Ninth Brother is the Ninth Brother, who is the leader of the Yinwen Business Group and also one of the four protectors under the leader of the Silver Sword Gang, Hu Yinwen.

Similar to the Eight Vajras of the Black Tiger Gang, the Silver Sword Gang also has four Dharma Protectors, namely the Third, Fifth, Seventh, and Ninety-fourth Dharma Protectors. It is very puzzling that for a gang that relies on smuggling, the Four Vajras under its command are arranged according to mathematical arithmetic progressions.

"Damn it." Brother Jiu cursed loudly and angrily threw the telescope in his hand to the ground. It was obvious that he was in a very bad mood.

But even though he was angry, he didn't dare to do anything excessive at the moment. He had just observed that the leader of these policemen was Zheng Jian. He was no stranger to this person. This person was now known as one of the most difficult troublemakers to deal with. He really had no way to deal with such a person.

"Let's go down the mountain." After saying this angrily, Brother Jiu returned to the car. He had to report the situation here to Master Wen in person.

Zheng Jian and his team had a great harvest this time. They found 50 smuggled luxury cars. After a rough estimate, they estimated that the value was about 50 million. This was a great achievement. Thinking of this, he excitedly called Feng Sizhe to report the good news.

Feng Sizhe was actually waiting for a call in the study room, and he didn't sleep for this. When he heard Zheng Jian's report, he was also very excited, "Very good, Comrade Zheng Jian, you have made great contributions this time, and the police officers who went with you to perform the mission have also made contributions. The provincial committee will commend us for this matter, and will also report to the Ministry of National Security to commend you. Now we still need to control these things and detain the relevant people and wait for them to be dealt with together."

Feng Sizhe was very excited. After he came to Jiaoliao, he first used Sun Wen. However, he did not expect that something happened to him afterwards. It could be said that the first shot was misfired. But then Zheng Jian arrested Ma Ge and he was forced to release him. Although this was not his fault, he believed that others would blame him, which was equivalent to not firing the second shot.

Fortunately, they caught Xiaoshe and saved some face. Now with the physical evidence of the smuggled cars, it was like a real shot fired. At least other people knew that Feng Sizhe had achieved some results after coming to Jiaoliao. Although this result was four months late, considering the situation in Jiaoliao Province, it was quite difficult to see improvement and results so quickly.

After Feng Sizhe hung up the phone with Zheng Jian, he called Xia Xiang and told him about this matter. Apparently, the other party was also very excited, and then the two sides agreed to convene a provincial standing committee meeting tomorrow to announce this matter as quickly as possible, just in case.

When Ninth Brother told Master Wen about what happened at Dafu Wharf, Hu Yinwen became completely enraged.

A small teapot worth hundreds of thousands of dollars was smashed to the ground. "What's going on? Can anyone tell me?" Hu Yinwen said viciously while staring at his four bodyguards, the third, fifth, seventh, and ninth.

For a long time, no one dared to answer. Later, the third brother, the head of the Dharma protectors behind him, said, "Master Wen, I think this matter is likely to be deliberately framed by someone. Some people are jealous of our business and want to divert the conflict."

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