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

Except for Song Shijie, everyone present frowned.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

Li Yanming frowned and stepped forward to ask.

A man in a suit beside the old man handed over a document and said, "Mr. Li, this is the warrant that Prime Minister has just issued. From now on, all diplomatic affairs involving this portable weapon will be under the full responsibility of Mr. Song."

Li Yanming took the warrant, took a look at it, and cursed in his heart: Damn! Another one came out of nowhere, a higher-ranking official can crush others to death!

The three South Koreans were wearing simultaneous translation headphones and had obviously understood their conversation. They looked at each other in confusion: What's going on? Why don't they let us take our weapons?

Song Shijie seemed to see their doubts, and patted Cui Minhao on the shoulder with "good intentions", and whispered: "Everyone, there is no way, this is the Hong Kong Special Administrative Region, and we must obey the warrant issued by the Prime Minister."

As a South Korean, Choi Min-ho obviously understood that subordinates had to accept the orders from their superiors, so he nodded helplessly.

……

Two hours later, at CTRU headquarters, the crisis management team's temporary office.

The main force has returned in batches. Fan Jiaming and three South Koreans placed the DC-8 in an underground building for temporary storage, while Li Yanming and others returned to discuss the next steps.

Li Yanming was in his office at this time, complaining to Song An: "Boss Song, it's hard for me to do this!"

Song An looked at the scenery outside the window and asked nonchalantly, "Is it difficult?"

It was interesting to see the two of them communicating fluently in Cantonese and Mandarin.

Li Yanming spread his hands helplessly: "It's difficult! Those South Korean experts have already confirmed the weapons, why don't they let them take them away?"

Song An sighed: "This is not a lost and found issue, it's a national security issue."

After a pause, he glanced at Li Yanming and continued, "I need your full cooperation."

Li Yanming suppressed his anger and retorted: "How can I cooperate with you? You want me to leave this dangerous thing in Hong Kong now, how can I cooperate with you?"

Song An smiled slightly, slowly approached Li Yanming, put his arm around his shoulders, and pulled him to the sofa in the reception area to sit down together, then he said calmly:

"There are some things that I cannot share with you due to your level."

"I've already said that this is a matter of national security. We have always had a lot of things that we can't agree on with the Lighthouse Country. You should be aware of this."

"And I believe that after this incident, things will change. Do you understand me?"

Li Yanming was a little scared when he heard what Song An said: How is this related to the Lighthouse Country again?

Song Shijie had been listening silently to the conversation between the two in the office, and he sensed Li Yanming's confusion from his expression.

Alas, these guys only know how to focus on a small piece of land all day long. After all, their vision is too small. He couldn't help but interrupt:

"Mr. Li, do you remember that North Korea conducted a nuclear test in 2006? Do you think that we and the Lighthouse Country, as the five major powers... no, the five permanent members of the Security Council, will really turn a blind eye to this? To put it bluntly, this so-called DC-8 is related to the game between us and the Lighthouse Country in East Asia!"

Song Shijie's words opened Li Yanming's eyes. He gradually understood that this so-called Mr. Song probably represented the highest will of the mainland.

Song An nodded to Song Shijie and continued, "Xiao Song is right. Officer Li, those South Korean experts have confirmed that the weapon is locked in safety mode, right? I hope you can help me keep an eye on it. I don't want any trouble to happen."

Li Yanming was still digesting the information brought to him by Song An and Song Shijie. At this moment, he was locked in the frame rate by Song An and nodded mechanically.

"Okay, Officer Li, please step out for a moment. Xiao Song will stay."

Li Yanming walked out of the office and closed the door before he reacted: Damn! This is my office! Also, as the head of CTRU, I am not a senior superintendent of police, so I cannot know more information. Is Song Shijie's level as a superintendent enough?

……

At the same time, in an underground building.

Fan Jiaming led Cui Minhao, Park Woo-cheol and Shin Mi-kyung to a storage room.

"This place is 300 meters above the ground. It is the safest place in Hong Kong to store your country's weapon."

As he spoke, he opened the heavy door of the storage room, asked them to put away the graphite box containing the DC-8, and then closed it again.

"We can only communicate via radio here. We have already arranged that Professor Zhao Zhiren will lead people to conduct radiation tests from time to time during the temporary stay of the weapons. Do you have any other questions?"

Fan Jiaming looked at the three South Koreans, shook his head, and took them away.

……

Li Yanming's office.

Seeing that Li Yanming had temporarily left, Song Shijie walked up to Song An, saluted respectfully, switched to Mandarin, and shouted, "Hello, Mr. Song."

Seeing Song Shijie's salute, Song An and his female assistant Yuan Xiaowen smiled at each other.

He waved his hand and asked Song Shijie to sit down next to him, then he spoke in a gentle tone that was completely different from the one he had just used when talking to Li Yanming:

"Xiao Song, you're welcome. Just call me Lao Song or Mr. Song. We may have been a family five hundred years ago."

Song Shijie even said he was not worthy of the title: "Then I'll just call you Mr. Song."

The two exchanged some pleasantries before getting down to business.

"Xiao Song, there are some things I cannot say to other Hong Kong police officers, but it is certainly different for you. In fact, before arriving in Hong Kong, I had already visited South Korea and North Korea and had preliminary consultations with their officials... Unfortunately, we have not been able to reach a consensus for the time being."

Song Shijie nodded to show his understanding.

This is about the most sensitive nuclear weapons issue on the Korean Peninsula. Now two major powers are involved, and it also involves underground arms trade with the Middle East. How can such a complicated relationship be resolved so quickly?

Only people like Li Yanming would think this matter is so simple.

He immediately raised his concerns: "Mr. Song, I can certainly understand why you withheld this item, but I'm afraid they may not be able to accept the arrangement easily."

"I don't need them to understand, I just need them to obey."

As expected of the second-in-command of a department, he is so domineering!

Song Shijie no longer had any doubts about this. He glanced at Yuan Xiaowen and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Song An knew that he must have something important to report, so he smiled and said, "It's okay. Xiao Yuan has been with me for eight years. We are one family. You can just tell me what you have to say."

Song Shijie said quickly: "Mr. Song, the identification center took my girlfriend's DNA and compared it with the DNA left on the parachute suit at the crash site, and confirmed that the two are sisters."

Song An nodded: "Well, I also received the news. How about it, do you have any ideas?"

"Minister Liu asked me to secretly release two messengers from the transaction site. Now I have a new plan..."

(Second update, please give me five-star praise. The original script had great intentions, but there were many bugs and the holes were not filled. The author wasted some time rewriting this plot, but it cannot be reviewed, you know...)