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

Seeing that Li Yanming remained silent, Song Shijie was about to suggest reporting to the leader immediately and asking him to activate the major disaster response mechanism and seek emergency help from the mainland.

At this moment, his cell phone suddenly rang.

Since most of the participants' cell phones were confiscated before entering the CTRU headquarters, the ringtone seemed particularly abrupt.

Song Shijie glanced at the caller: Minister Liu.

He stood up quickly, gave everyone an apologetic smile, and said, "I'm so sorry, it's an emergency call."

After saying that, he hurriedly walked out of the meeting room, found a quiet and deserted corner, and answered the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Liu, I'm Song Shijie."

Minister Liu's steady and powerful voice came from the microphone: "Xiao Song, have you joined the crisis response team?"

"Yeah, I caught up. I was just in a meeting."

"We have just held an emergency meeting in our department. Time is running out, so let me make it short. This matter is very serious, so we notified the Chief of Police in Hong Kong before the meeting and asked him to arrange for you to join the team temporarily."

"Liu Bu, whatever goal you want me to achieve in this mission, I will do my best to complete it."

Song Shijie immediately consulted Minister Liu about his work arrangements.

It was obvious that the higher-ups had other purposes in arranging for me to intervene temporarily.

"Can we minimize the risks that this underground arms deal brings to ordinary citizens of Hong Kong?"

"It's your duty!"

Song Shijie responded firmly without any hesitation.

After a pause, he asked another question: "But I have a question. I want to know whether the higher-ups have received any requests for help? I just listened to the reports from the government officials present at the meeting. They clearly lack experience and confidence in handling crises of this magnitude. In this regard, the mainland must have more experience!"

Although it was a bit against the rules to directly bypass the leader of the United States and seek help from senior mainland officials, Song Shijie could no longer care about so much when it came to a nuclear threat of that level.

Professor Zhao said something very right just now. Who knows how powerful the thing that the Koreans developed privately is!

Unexpectedly, when Minister Liu on the other end of the phone heard what Song Shijie said, he just smiled and said, "Haha, Xiao Song, you are still too young."

Song Shijie scratched his head and asked humbly: "Ah? Liu Bu, I really don't understand."

Anyway, on the surface, he is still very young, so it is normal for him not to understand. In front of a senior official like Minister Liu, pretending to know is a taboo.

"Anyway, what I'm going to say next is also related to these things, so I'll take advantage of my seniority and talk to you about it."

Minister Liu still spoke to Song Shijie in his calm and steady tone.

"Xiao Song, do you know what the biggest difference is between you and ordinary Hong Kong citizens, or even the top brass of the government and police force?"

Song Shijie pondered for a moment before tentatively saying, "My family is relatively wealthy?"

"Hahahaha! This is of course very important. Who doesn't know that you, Xiao Song, are the God of Wealth in the Special Administrative Region Police Force?"

Minister Liu seemed to have not laughed so heartily for a long time. After a pause, he said seriously:

"The biggest difference is that the Song family has a red heart. Let me give you an analogy: When an ordinary child encounters a problem that cannot be solved, is the first reaction to go home and ask for help from parents? But what if the child has been abducted by someone for a long time and has only recently reunited with his parents?"

Minister Liu’s analogy was easy to understand, and Song Shijie suddenly understood!

No matter they were staff members of a special department in the previous life or the original owner in this life, in their subconscious, there was no difference between Hong Kong and the mainland. They just felt that they were Chinese living in the Hong Kong Special Administrative Region.

Since Song Shijie traveled to this time and space, he has never faced such an incident that cannot be perfectly resolved by the power of Hong Kong official departments alone, until today.

He finally understood what the vague uneasiness in his heart was about, from the moment Li Yanming shared intelligence in the car today to the moment when those government officials spoke one by one!

Sense of belonging! It has been 12 years since the return of Hong Kong to China. These people, aged 35 to 55, are the middle-aged generation in Hong Kong. Their sense of belonging to the motherland is still not strong enough.

Damn, no wonder when something happened, they went to the Crusader Kingdom's MI6 for intelligence first; no wonder they didn't look for more experienced experts from the mainland, but instead looked for the physics authority from the local university; no wonder they clearly couldn't make a perfect emergency plan, but instead refused to ask the mainland for help.

Now Song Shijie finally understood why his superiors temporarily assigned him, an Organized Crime and Triad Inspector, to the crisis management team, and even arranged it through his elder brother.

Seeing that Song Shijie remained silent on the phone for a long time, Minister Liu asked, "Do you understand what I mean, Xiao Song?"

Song Shijie nodded heavily and said, "I understand. They are not completely one of their own. I am. Let me give you an analogy. If parents want to regain the love of their children who have been trafficked for a long time, they must use both soft and hard tactics. Blindly giving and being tough will not work. Fortunately, I didn't have time to ask for help from the mainland immediately, otherwise I would probably be isolated by them immediately."

Facing Minister Liu, Song Shijie spoke very bluntly.

"Well said. Xiao Song, let me tell you about this special arrangement. Remember to keep it confidential. Do not tell anyone, including your police chief."

"I understand. Go ahead."

"This incident even concerns our country's strategic deployment in East Asia... The mastermind behind the scenes named Equator must be someone extraordinary. The messengers under him who are responsible for this transaction are named Jin Xinian and Zhang Yijun, a man and a woman, who have followed him for many years... You have to ensure that during the interception operation, you can both disrupt the transaction and ensure the safety of the weapon, but you can't let them be caught immediately, because we have to use them to lure out the real Equator..."

Song Shijie listened quietly to Minister Liu's instructions and suddenly felt more pressure on him.

But as one of us, we must not retreat at this time.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

"Xiao Song, I know how heavy your burden is. Don't worry, in a day or two, a man named Song An will arrive in Hong Kong. He is my deputy. Of course, it will be kept secret from the outside world. In name, he is the president of a military enterprise. He will arrange the follow-up matters..."

……

Just as Song Shijie was listening carefully to Minister Liu's special arrangements, at the same time, at Hong Kong International Airport.

A charter plane from South Korea landed at a special channel.

Two South Korean men in suits got off the plane for isolation.

They passed through the simple security gate and met with the people from Hong Kong who came to greet them.

"Welcome to Hong Kong."

CTRU Inspector Fan Jiaming stepped forward, shook hands with the two South Koreans, and briefly introduced himself.

Then he took out three pairs of simultaneous interpretation headphones, put on one himself, and handed the other two to the South Koreans.

"Mr. Fan, I am Choi Min-ho, Vice Chairman of the South Korean National Intelligence Service."

Cui Minhao, an older South Korean, shook hands with Fan Jiaming and introduced himself first.

Then, he pointed to the younger man next to him and said, "This is the intelligence chief, Park Woo-chul."

The three of them shook hands with each other and, led by Fan Jiaming, boarded the CTRU off-road vehicle.

……

At the same time, in Hong Kong, a courier arrived at a secret base.

Jin Xinian is carefully putting the raw material balls and the portable device together.

He was obviously very familiar with the structure of this new weapon, which was supposed to be the most core secret between the North and South Korea.

Seeing that several raw material balls were installed tightly into the portable device, Jin Xinian gradually smiled.

(Second update, please give me five-star praise. The second BUG, ​​why didn't the Zhugang troops dispatch for such a big event, and why the male and female messengers could escape frequently, I tried my best to solve it, I hope you like it.)