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

After saying goodbye to the two and leaving, Song Shijie drove back to the police headquarters.

He originally wanted to go directly to the floor where the Narcotics Investigation Division was located to find their chief officer to find out the situation, but after thinking about it, he felt that it seemed a bit against the rules.

So he went back to his office, opened the police intranet, and looked up the relevant information about the case.

He pondered for a moment, then called Deputy Director Li Wenbin.

"Mr. Li, are you in the office? I have something to report to you."

"Ah Jet? Aren't you on vacation today? Why are you back? Forget it, I'm in the office, come up and talk."

……

Ten minutes later, in the deputy director's office.

"Mr. Li, I just met Jiajun in secret. He said he's moving out now and wants to play a father-son feud with you..."

Song Shijie first used Li Jiajun's story as his opening remarks.

"Well, that bad boy, he never listened to me and just wanted to be a hero. You should take good care of him from now on."

Li Wenbin sighed helplessly.

Song Shijie nodded and agreed.

With Li Jiajun's intelligence and his own teachings, if he goes undercover in Cai Yuanqi's gang, there is still a chance of success.

"Tell me, you came back today on purpose, it shouldn't just be about Jiajun."

Li Wenbin knew Song Shijie's character very well and exposed him directly.

"I knew I couldn't hide it from Li Sir. It's like this. You know about the gunfight in Yau Ma Tei by NB (Narcotics Bureau), right?"

Li Wenbin looked up at Song Shijie and asked in confusion: "That's NB's case, why do you care about it?"

Song Shijie did not hide anything and told Li Wenbin everything.

Li Wenbin frowned and asked, "Are you planning to intervene directly? What will NB think?"

Song Shijie asked back: "Mr. Li, why don't you tell me first, is there any other story behind this case?"

Hearing this, Li Wenbin tapped the table lightly: "Oh? Why do you say that?"

"Because the situation at the scene was too weird, I checked the files and related surveillance videos... The entire operation was very carefully planned, but in the end all the other drug dealers were shot dead or arrested, and only Hei Chai and Su Jianqiu were let go. I have to suspect that our police force has a follow-up plan..."

There is no way, this trick is exactly what Song Shijie uses most often. In the previous Red Bandit incident, he secretly let Jin Taonian and Zhang Yijun (Ou Yongxi) escape in this way.

After listening to Song Shijie's reasoning, Li Wenbin sighed helplessly: "I knew I couldn't hide it from you, but this muddy water is not easy to wade through, you have to think it through."

Song Shijie spread his hands: "Sir Li, doesn't it arouse my interest more when you say this?"

Li Wenbin was silent for a moment, then waved his hand and asked Song Shijie to come to him.

He operated on the computer and opened a page.

"This is a drug lord nicknamed Eight-Faced Buddha. We just received an Interpol joint investigation notice from Siam recently, asking us to join hands with the Siamese police to take action against him..."

……

At the same time, Siam, Bangkok Police Station, conference room.

An Interpol officer is introducing information about the Eight-Faced Buddha to Senior Inspector Ma Haotian of the Second Squad of the Hong Kong Narcotics Investigation Division, team members Zhang Ziwei, Wang Shunyi and others who have come to investigate the case.

"Eight-Faced Buddha, whose original name is Wei Xingguang, is three-quarters Chinese. He is currently the largest drug lord in the Golden Triangle after the surrender of the militant Kun Sa in 1996."

"Although after the Siamese government's vigorous crackdown and the United Nations' alternative planting program, the opium exports in the Golden Triangle have fallen to the lowest point in nearly a hundred years."

"But the Eight-Faced Buddha has his own army and peasants, and gradually became the largest armed drug lord in the region..."

"Everyone, I'm Richard Robinson from Interpol, in charge of deploying this joint operation between the Hong Kong and Siam police."

As he spoke, the Interpol pointed to a Siamese police officer sitting at the head seat at the conference table.

"This is Mr. Choowit, the commander of the Siamese police."

"Officer Ma, you represent the Hong Kong police and are responsible for providing information about the Hong Kong drug dealer who came to do business with the Eight-Faced Buddha..."

After he introduced the situation of both parties, Ma Haotian immediately asked the Siamese commander named Mr. Choowit in English to allow them to carry guns and be responsible for tracking drug dealers' transactions.

Mr. Choowit shook his head and said, "Officer Ma, I hope you understand that you, the Hong Kong police, are only responsible for providing intelligence in this joint operation. This is Bangkok, and the specific operations are ours!"

"As for guns, overseas police officers are not allowed to carry any weapons! Don't worry, you will definitely not need them."

"Hong Kong has passed your undercover information to us. We will definitely provide protection. Chachai will assist you."

As he spoke, he pointed to a Siamese policeman on the other side of the conference table.

……

"No way, Sir Li, did NB just pass Su Jianqiu's information to the Siamese police?"

After listening to what Li Wenbin said, Song Shijie immediately raised questions.

NB's plan was not complicated. They received a tip-off that the Black Chai business was growing bigger and bigger, and they even got in touch with the Eight-Faced Buddha through a flour broker named Bobby.

They specifically ordered Ma Haotian and others to let Hei Chai and Su Jianqiu escape during the last operation in Yau Ma Tei, so that the two would have the opportunity to escape to Siam and reach a drug deal with the Eight-Faced Buddha through Bobby, so as to unite the power of the Siamese police and smash the armed group of the Eight-Faced Buddha in one fell swoop.

Li Wenbin glared at him and asked, "What else? Bullets don't have eyes. You already know how terrible the Eight-Faced Buddha's power is. If we don't inform the Siamese police of our identities in advance, and the Siamese police accidentally kill him during the battle, who will be held responsible?"

Song Shijie was just subconsciously worried about the life of the undercover police officer, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was indeed necessary to report the information in advance.

"Mr. Li, what I mean is, what if there are corrupt police in the Siamese police? As you know, the drug dealers there have seriously infiltrated the drug enforcement police..."

Song Shijie was not acting without a purpose. He had dealt with the Siamese police more than once or twice and was very clear about the character of that gang.

"Jet, every country's police force has its own rules. We don't have evidence, so we can't unilaterally raise such questions to Siam. You are still in a low position now. When you get promoted to the level of constitutional committee management and have deeper cooperation with foreign police senior officials, you will understand what I mean."

Li Wenbin patted Song Shijie's shoulder earnestly.

Of course, he sympathized with the concerns raised by Song Shijie. After all, he himself came from the grassroots and was most concerned about the safety of his frontline colleagues.

"Mr. Li, wait a minute, I'll make a phone call first."

As Song Shijie spoke, he took out his cell phone and called his old friend, Siamese police officer Rita.

"Ah Jet, why are you so nice to call me?"

Rita's tone was very relaxed, and it didn't sound like she was handling a big case.

"Rita, do we have a few police officers at your place to assist you with the case of the Eight-Faced Buddha?"

Song Shijie didn't have time to be polite and immediately asked Rita.

"A few police officers did come from Hong Kong, but the case is not under my jurisdiction... Alas, the situation is a bit complicated."

When Rita heard Song Shijie's question, she suddenly hesitated to speak.

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