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

At the same time, in a parking lot in Haojiang.

Jin Taonian followed several foreigners and came to their boss.

This man was wearing a felt hat and his face was somewhat similar to the bald guy who had previously done business with them in Hong Kong.

Jin Taonian greeted him: "Mr. BIG, hello."

MR.BIG was writing and drawing in a notebook at this time.

He looked up at Jin Taonian and snorted coldly: "Do you feel sorry for what you did?"

Jin Taonian said nonchalantly: "If I wanted to run away, I wouldn't have come to see you."

MR.BIG stopped what he was doing and glared at him coldly:

"Our deal was already ready to be completed, why did a group of police suddenly show up?"

The implication is that all his men were killed, so why are you two messengers unharmed?

Jin Taonian did not answer directly, but changed the subject: "Don't worry, the weapon you want is very safe now."

"Yeah, in the hands of those damn police!"

As soon as MR.BIG said this, several of his men immediately took out their pistols and pointed them at Jin Taonian's head.

He pointed at Jin Taonian, with a hint of anger in his eyes: "My brother died because of you!"

The bald guy is MR.BIG’s younger brother.

Obviously, as long as Jin Taonian's next response does not satisfy him, MR.BIG doesn't mind sending him to death to avenge his brother.

Jin Taonian ignored the guns pointed at his head and explained calmly:

"Boss, we all know the risks of doing this business... In fact, this time we spent a lot of effort to steal the raw material ball and the hand-lift detonator."

MR.BIG waved his hand, asked his men to put down their weapons, and signaled Jin Taonian to continue.

"It is my responsibility to ensure that this weapon can be operated effectively, and that has never changed."

"DC-8 is the smallest and most advanced nuclear weapon in the world. It breaks the limitations of physics... But if it is not officially activated, all you will get is a piece of scrap metal, so..."

Jin Taonian patiently explained their plan to MR.BIG.

"Then why don't you just find a way to capture a scientific researcher?"

"Only five people in the entire Korean Peninsula know how to start a DC-8. This is the only way to start a weapon."

"Why didn't you discuss this with us in advance?"

"There will be loopholes. The most powerful arrangement is, of course, unknown even to the authorities. Our plan was going smoothly until Mr. Song showed up..."

"Since his debut, Chidao has never failed. I don't want that to change this time."

"Everyone is working for His Highness, right? We can help you gain the power of God."

……

Just as Jin Taonian was convincing MR.BIG with his eloquent speech, Song Shijie had almost completed his work of "persuading" Zhang Yijun to surrender.

Zhang Yijun's mood experienced countless ups and downs today. First, her memory about her biological parents was awakened, and then she learned that she had a biological sister who was still alive. Then, Song Shijie exposed the true identity of Chi Dao, her "lifesaver" who she had served loyally for more than ten years.

Pictures tell the truth. The confession of the leader of a "certain killer training camp" that Song Shijie showed her became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Looking at Zhang Yijun, whose face was sometimes ferocious and sometimes sad, Song Shijie was worried that her mental state was too distorted, and hurriedly said:

"I understand that you are feeling very complicated right now. How about I ask you to talk to Yong En? After all, she is your biological sister. Although you have never met her, you obviously need some care from your family at this moment."

Seeing that she had no objection, Song Shijie cut the tape that bound Zhang Yijun's feet, entered a number on her mobile phone, and returned the items to their original owner.

"Hey, this is Yongen's cell phone number. Don't worry, I won't eavesdrop. I'll go to the other side of the house and call my superiors to report the situation."

Seeing Song Shijie walking slowly to the other side of the room with his back to her, Zhang Yijun was stunned for a moment.

He trusts me so much, isn't he afraid that I will pick up the gun on the table and kill him?

Song Shijie: Guess what my danger warning is for?

Zhang Yijun hesitated for a moment, but still dialed the number. Just as Song Shijie said, she was like a drowning person at this moment and urgently needed a lifebuoy.

Song Shijie really didn't care whether Zhang Yijun called Ou Yongen or what the two sisters said. He was in a hurry to call Song An to report.

"Mr. Song, it's me. Zhang Yijun has been arrested... Well, there is an emergency to report now. Although I am not 100% sure, if nothing unexpected happens, that Professor Zhao Zhiren should be the Red Bandit... Well, I checked before, and the time he spent abroad in the past coincided with the time when the Red Bandit made several major deals in Asia... My suggestion? My suggestion is to not touch him for now. With Zhang Yijun as an insider, he can't escape from our grasp. Moreover, I suspect there are other forces behind him... No need for support for the time being. I will inform you if there is any new progress here."

After hanging up the phone, Song Shijie turned around and looked at Zhang Yijun, and saw that she was covering her phone and whispering.

He smiled and shook his head. Instead of walking over, he stood at the door of the house and lit a cigarette.

……

At the same time, in Hong Kong, downstairs of Zhao Zhiren’s residence.

Song An hung up the phone and said a few words calmly in Yuan Xiaowen's ear, who nodded solemnly.

He decided to have Yuan Xiaowen contact mainland weapons experts to come to Hong Kong immediately, and dispatch some special agents stationed here to secretly keep an eye on this red thief 24 hours a day. As for the Hong Kong police, looking at that supervisor Li Yanming, who obeyed Zhao Zhiren's orders, he was obviously not very reliable.

Originally, he came with Yuan Xiaowen to visit the professor in an attempt to ease the relationship between the two sides, but now it seems that there is no need for this.

"Mr. Song, are we still going up? Will it be dangerous?"

Yuan Xiaowen expressed his concerns.

"It's okay, just think of it as chatting with him and calming him down at the same time, hehe."

……

Seeing that Zhang Yijun finally hung up the phone, Song Shijie walked towards her, took out a cup of milk tea from the refrigerator and handed it to her.

"How are you, are you feeling calmer now?"

As long as she dialed Ou Yongen's number, it would mean that Song Shijie's "persuasion to surrender" plan was successful.

Zhang Yijun took the milk tea, took a sip, and asked, "I want to know, if I help you deal with the Red Bandits, what will it benefit me?"

"Since you haven't committed any serious crimes in China before, I can help you apply to the higher authorities and handle it as appropriate. After all, you are my future sister-in-law, and the higher-ups will always give me some face."

Zhang Yijun had obviously learned about Song Shijie's family background from her previous conversation with Ou Yongen, and she nodded.

"In fact, the Red Bandit... well, Zhao Zhiren, has led us to do several big deals in Asia over the years, for example... the most important thing is that there should be a big force behind him. The messenger Jin Taonian and I don't know who it is. We only know that the leader of that force is called 'Your Highness'..."

Since he had decided to sell it, he had to sell it thoroughly. Zhang Yijun told Song Shijie all the information he knew about the Red Bandits.

"Your Highness..." Song Shijie murmured the nickname and fell into deep thought.

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