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

Twenty minutes later, two guys came back carrying a cardboard box.

Taishan opened the box, took out a packet of white powder, cut it open with a knife, and gestured to Lajiang:

"My Taishan goods are famous for their high purity. Would you like to try some?"

La Jiang looked at Taishan and smiled, then shook his head gently and said firmly: "No need, Brother Taishan, I believe you." After that, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and quickly dialed a number.

Explosive Seed's voice came from the other end of the line: "Hello, boss."

La Jiang raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said to the phone: "I got the goods, drive to pick me up."

After hanging up the call, he put the phone back in his pocket and looked at Taishan calmly.

At this moment, dozens of strong lights suddenly illuminated the place where they were, followed by a burst of hurried footsteps. Everyone's faces instantly became solemn, and they all looked around vigilantly.

Then, a group of police officers wearing bulletproof vests appeared in front of them, holding weapons. The leader shouted loudly: "I am Zhang Shaojun, a senior inspector of Organized Crime and Triad Bureau! I order you not to move! Raise your hands and surrender immediately!"

Taishan and his men were all shocked and looked at Lajiang, their eyes full of confusion and puzzlement.

……

At the same time, in front of Taishan's secret warehouse.

Explosive Seed hung up the phone and said to Song Shijie beside him: "Sir Song, La Jiang asked me to burn this batch of goods and record a video. What should I do?"

He knew that Song Shijie had installed GPS tracking software on his phone a long time ago, so as soon as he sent the notification code, the latter followed here effortlessly.

Song Shijie shook his head without hesitation and said, "This batch of goods must be destroyed, but not in this way. Well, you go first, I'll have someone come over to take care of it, and then send you the video."

There are at least several hundred kilograms of goods here. If they were burned in such a fire, who knows if it would pollute the air or cause other unknown impacts.

Explosive Seed nodded and was about to leave when Song Shijie pulled him back and said earnestly:

"You helped Mo Yilie deal with Qingji. According to the agreement, he should give those K Zai to you to sell. Moreover, given the character of this old fox, he will definitely not just watch La Jiang become powerful. He will probably find an excuse to help you get promoted and turn you against La Jiang."

Explosion Seed frowned, thinking to himself: He has not been an undercover agent in Yifeng for a long time, and although he has made great achievements, he still has obvious shortcomings in terms of qualifications.

However, if the boss Mo Yilie insisted on promoting him and forced him to take the position to compete with the original boss La Jiang, then he would undoubtedly be put in a dilemma.

In this way, he might not only be hated by Jiang Ji, but also be regarded as an unjust person by people in Yifeng, and even attract the attention of other police colleagues who are unaware of the situation. Thinking of this, Bao Seed couldn't help but feel a chill, and a layer of fine beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

Fortunately, Song Sir reminded me that I was still too immature. I only thought about working hard to gain merit and rise to the top, but I didn't realize the dangers of the world.

Explosive Seed quickly turned around to ask for advice: "Then what should I do?"

Song Shijie patted him on the shoulder and said calmly, "It's very simple. You should retreat to advance. All the territories and people that Mo Yilie gave you should be handed over to La Jiang. Then, tell Mo Yilie that La Jiang is still your boss and you can't let him down. You have your own bulk channel. I will find an expert to help you with this."

Explosion Seed nodded thoughtfully.

……

June 6, Organized Crime and Triad Bureau headquarters, interrogation room.

La Jiang originally thought that the liaison officer Gong Jiapei would come to see him alone and then find an excuse to let him go, but he didn't expect that the person who came into the interrogation room at this moment was Song Shijie, a police superintendent from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau.

Song Shijie sat down leisurely and immediately asked, "Brother Lajiang, we seized 20 kilograms of ketamine at the scene last night. According to Taishan and the others, they were trading with you at the time, and there was indeed a bag of 250 million cash with your fingerprints on it. Could you explain it to me?"

After being caught red-handed, Qingji and his gang were brought back to the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau headquarters and quickly confessed in order to gain meritorious service and have their sentences reduced.

La Jiang saw that something was wrong with the script, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Sir Song, can you turn off the surveillance? I have an important secret to tell you."

Song Shijie picked up the remote control with a smile and turned off the surveillance.

"Go ahead."

La Jiang quickly said, "I am police officer number XXXXX, undercover police officer Deng Guobin, under the order of CIB Chief Superintendent Gong Sir, I am infiltrating Yifeng to carry out a mission."

Although he no longer wanted to be a policeman and only wanted to become the boss of Yifeng and enjoy wealth and glory with his own abilities, but now that things have come to this, the only way to get out of this situation is to take the initiative to reveal his undercover identity and fool this Sir Song.

I heard that the man in front of me has always been kind to undercover police officers. As for what troubles will arise after I tell him, we'll talk about it later.

"Oh, it's you, Buddy. Then, you were the one who notified us through Gong Sir to arrest the man last night, right?"

Song Shijie pretended to be surprised and asked immediately.

Spicy Jiang told the truth: "Yes, I notified Gong Sir using the space card before the operation. You can ask him and you will know."

Song Shijie asked with a half-smile, "That's strange. You're a policeman, you should know that the drug warehouse is the key to breaking up a gang. I heard that last night, not long after you were arrested, Qingji's drug warehouse caught fire and the goods inside were burned. You're not going to tell me that this has nothing to do with you, right? Since you knew where the drug warehouse was, why didn't you report it, but acted on your own?"

When La Jiang heard that Qingji's goods were all burned, he knew that Bao Seed had succeeded and revealed an imperceptible smile.

He knew that Song Shijie's question was the key and he had to answer it perfectly.

After pondering for a moment, La Jiang felt that it was futile to find any excuses in the face of a man like Song Shijie, so he decided to tell part of the truth: "Sir Song, Mo Yilie publicly promised that whoever can deal with the Qingji Society will be able to take over his upcoming one-ton K. I also want to get promoted and have a better grasp of his criminal evidence!"

Of course Song Shijie knew that he was talking nonsense, but what the other party said made sense. When undercover police officers are on duty outside, they must be able to adapt to circumstances when necessary.

"Very good. To tell you the truth, due to the needs of the case, Sir Gong has handed your undercover file to me. From now on, I will be your direct contact person. Forget it this time. If this happens again next time, and you act privately without reporting, I have 100 ways to make you fail. Do you understand me?"

Song Shijie's words made La Jiang stunned.

Gong Jiapei was his old superior, and he acted as a liaison. When necessary, he could play the emotional card with him, and many things could be gotten away with.

If it were this Mr. Song, could I hide my little thoughts from him?

"Since you said that Mo Yilie would let you be responsible for distributing the goods, then from now on, how much goods you distributed every day, who you sold them to, how much money you received, and how much you handed over to the society must be recorded in detail in your undercover diary. This is the rule. Do you understand what I mean?"

Song Shijie didn't care about La Jiang's feelings at all and turned himself into the kind of hateful boss who "only cares about KPI".

La Jiang could only nod numbly. He couldn't just say: No, I've betrayed you and I don't want to play with you anymore!

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