Crossing Hong Kong to be a police officer, but the system is wrong

April 4, 5:16 p.m., in a cafe near the police headquarters.

After sitting down at the agreed seat, Song Shijie shook hands with several people from the Internal Investigation Department.

"Sir Song, let's hurry up and get started."

In fact, since they intervened in the stabbing case of Wang Zhenyang, the Internal Investigation Department, the Financial Investigation Team and the ICAC have been investigating all the police officers who were present at the time. They have also made considerable progress in the past few days, uncovering problems with several police officers, including Maggie from the former CIB.

But they still failed to prove that Hou Wenhua was a corrupt policeman in the police force. If they could catch a senior superintendent, it would be a great achievement for the Internal Investigation Department.

In addition, the order was given personally by Liu Jiehui, director of the Supervision Department, so there are people and support when needed, so these police officers from the Internal Investigation Section are now very motivated.

Song Shijie gave a preliminary account of his plan.

"No problem. We have already arranged for a comprehensive control of Senior Superintendent Hong Peiji and the entire West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit you mentioned. You can start planning at any time, and we will definitely cooperate."

As expected of the Internal Investigation Division, they secretly arranged everything in less than an hour. Moreover, the so-called surveillance was not done by the CIB paparazzi at all.

"Then let's start this fishing operation in ten minutes. I will call Hong Peiji then." Song Shijie said.

"Understood. We'll be leaving first. Keep in touch." Several people from the Internal Investigation Department left in a hurry. Obviously, they also had their own surveillance vehicles nearby.

Song Shijie paid the bill, smoked a cigarette in front of the coffee shop, and then dialed Hong Peiji's number.

"Sir Hong, I have an emergency to report to you. I have found out that Zheng Kun, Hou Wenhua's current partner in Siam, is most likely Li Wanhao, the Hong Kong tycoon who escaped in 1976. All the files and evidence related to him are now reported to the West Kowloon Serious Case Department. I apply to transfer the files and relevant evidence to our CIB..."

Song Shijie started fishing.

Hong Peiji was also surprised when he received the call: "I understand, I will make the arrangements, you wait for my notification before taking any action."

After hanging up the phone, Hong Peiji thought for a moment and took out a space card...

……

Five minutes later, Hou Wenhua received a text message: Haozheng Xijiu Song wants to transfer

It was a no-brainer, but Hou Wenhua understood it immediately. His face suddenly turned dark, and he immediately took out another phone and dialed a number.

"I don't care what method you use, burn down the evidence room of the West Kowloon Crime Unit immediately! I will give you one million US dollars and arrange for your whole family to go abroad."

The other party hesitated for a moment, bargained for two million, and finally closed the deal with one and a half million US dollars, giving half of the price first.

After hanging up the phone, Hou Wenhua arranged a transfer of US$750,000, and then as usual, he took out the SIM card and destroyed it.

Money is not a problem, but the identity of father Li Wanhao must be kept secret. Even if the police know it now, no evidence can be left.

He couldn't imagine that the police force would actually investigate to this point, otherwise they would have arranged for a traitor in the serious case to destroy the evidence.

Hopefully in time.

At this time, his cell phone rang. He looked at the number, hung up, replaced it with another new space card and called.

"Aguo, you know my phone is inconvenient to answer right now, what's the matter?"

The caller was his good friend, Organized Crime and Triad Inspector Luk Yao-kuo.

"Wenhua, I want to know, is Zheng Kun Li Wanhao? You told me that he is a legitimate businessman. Do you want to switch to a legitimate business?"

Damn, how come Song Shijie suddenly knew about Dad Li Wanhao's secret? It turned out that Lu Yaoguo, who was most familiar with his background, guessed it.

Hou Wenhua obviously misunderstood. Lu Yaoguo's judgment was based on the investigation he conducted with Rita in the library this morning, and he didn't tell anyone else.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Rumor has it that when Li Wanhao fled Hong Kong, he was thrown into the sea by the human smugglers (who organized the smuggling), and his body was never found."

"Wenhua, I need evidence."

"Okay, I've always considered you a good friend, and I won't lie to you. At 11 o'clock tonight, I'll give you evidence, and you'll go to the rooftop of Lan Kwai Fong xx Bar and wait for me by yourself."

"Okay, I'll trust you for the last time."

After hanging up the phone, Hou Wenhua's eyes showed murderous intent, but then he looked hesitant.

After all, the other party is one of the few friends of his who has no vested interests involved...

……

At 16:30 in the afternoon, Lin Youwei, a member of the first team of the West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit, sneaked into the evidence room with a bundle of rags and two bottles of gasoline.

He had no choice. He had owed too much debt due to gambling. Hou Wenhua had given him a lot of black money, and he could no longer turn back.

After doing this, he would definitely not be able to be a policeman anymore. Fortunately, the final deal was enough for his family to start a new life abroad.

Lin Youwei has already informed his wife to pick up the children and go to the airport first with their passports, and he will meet them later.

He did not believe in Hou Wenhua's so-called arrangement. He thought that as long as he ran fast enough, he would have left the country through normal channels by the time the police found out that he was the arsonist and issued a warrant.

Just as Lin Youwei spread the rags in the evidence room and prepared to set them on fire, several brothers from the serious crime squad suddenly rushed out from behind him and pinned him to the ground.

"Awei, I didn't expect it to be you!" Several members of the serious crime team were heartbroken at this time.

It’s over… Lin Youwei, who was being controlled at this time, gave up struggling and only had this thought left.

"Inspector Lin Youwei, we are from the Internal Investigation Division. We now suspect that you are involved in the criminal activities of Hou Wenhua's gang. Please come back with us for investigation."

Several police officers from the Internal Investigation Division appeared at the door of the evidence room at this time.

The entire serious crime team had been under comprehensive surveillance 30 minutes ago, including the mobile phones of each team member, so Lin Youwei could not escape even if he had wings.

Being caught in the act, Lin Youwei did not make any excuses but stood up obediently and put the lighter and gasoline bottle on the ground.

"Sir, I will cooperate. Can you please not handcuff me?"

The police officers from the Internal Investigation Division looked at the pleading looks of the members of the Serious Crime Squad and nodded.

The group walked out of the serious crime squad. The members of the squad along the way already knew the whole thing. They looked at Lin Youwei with shock, disdain, and reluctance in their eyes.

When he reached the door, Lin Youwei took a deep breath and asked again: "Can I smoke another cigarette at the door of the Serious Crime Unit?"

Presumably he knew he would never come back, so this request was not excessive, and everyone in the Internal Investigation Department nodded.

Only Sergeant Feng Zhiwei, who was a good friend of Lin Youwei, felt something was a little strange because Lin Youwei did not smoke. He suddenly thought of something and shouted:

"Awei, don't!"

Unfortunately, it was too late. Lin Youwei took out his gun, pointed it at his chin, and pulled the trigger!

"boom!"

At 16:44 in the afternoon, Lin Youwei committed suicide at the door of the Serious Crime Unit.