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

After hearing what Song Shijie said, Ma Haotian immediately asked, "What about Qiu's safety?"

Song Shijie put his arm around his shoulders and said, "I never let my undercover agents go to die. Don't worry, everything has been arranged. When the time comes, we will do this and that..."

……

After meeting with Song Shijie, Ma Haotian returned to the black car and winked at Zhang Ziwei and Wang Shunyi.

"Ah Wei, Ah Yi, please get out of the car and have a cigarette. I don't know how long those guys will keep pressing the button."

Then, he asked Chachai in English: "Smoking?"

Chachai shook his head and motioned for them to do as they pleased.

He didn't think much about it. As frontline police officers, they have all experienced this kind of tracking and surveillance mission. As long as there is someone watching the car, it is common for them to change shifts and get off the car from time to time to buy a meal or smoke a cigarette.

Zhang Ziwei and Wang Shunyi got out of the car and followed Ma Haotian to a relatively secluded corner.

Ma Haotian lowered his voice and said, "Sir Song just mentioned a new plan. The situation has changed. We have to act carefully..."

He explained Song Shijie's plan to them in detail, emphasizing their respective tasks and the details that needed attention.

"We cannot afford to make any mistakes in this operation. Everyone should be on high alert, especially not letting anything get into trouble with Aqiu!" Ma Haotian looked at them with a firm gaze.

Zhang Ziwei and Wang Shunyi looked serious and nodded.

Ma Haotian looked at the two of them and said, "Okay, let's go back first so as not to arouse suspicion."

The three returned to the car and continued to monitor the massage parlor.

Half an hour later, Bobby walked out of the massage parlor with Hei Chai and Su Jianqiu, talking and laughing, and prepared to go to the next place.

……

Time passed by minute by minute and night gradually fell.

Chachai drove a black car and followed the convoy of Bobby and others.

He had no idea that while the mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole is behind it, and his car is also being followed by another gray SUV.

"Arong, there's no need to follow so closely. Atian and the others have GPS on them."

Song Shijie sat in the passenger seat of a gray SUV and spoke to the driver Chen Guorong.

"Boss, you went out mysteriously for a few hours this morning. Who did you go to meet? How can I know?"

Chen Guorong asked curiously.

Song Shijie smiled and said, "You will know when the time comes. Now concentrate on the mission."

Chen Guorong curled his lips, stopped asking questions, and focused on driving.

……

At this time, Ma Haotian and others in the black car were nervous and stared at the convoy in front.

He and Zhang Ziwei wore headphones and monitored what was happening around Su Jianqiu.

Bobby's voice came from the headset: "Heichai, for this transaction, each of us will invest 20 million US dollars. After the success, I will charge you % commission. Is that ok?"

Hei Chai responded: "20 is 20, I'll do as you say."

Suddenly, Bobby's convoy turned into a remote road.

Ma Haotian's expression tightened, and he said, "Chacai, follow me, and be careful not to be exposed."

The small road was crowded with people and cars. Chacai was not a good driver, and suddenly a few motorcycles appeared in front of him, which made him panic. He turned the steering wheel in a panic. As a result, the car lost control and rushed directly onto the curb. With a sharp friction sound, the wheels sank into the mud on the shoulder of the road and broke down.

To make matters worse, the tracker on Su Jianqiu suddenly lost its signal!

Ma Haotian shouted at Chachai in anger: "How the hell do you drive?"

……

Fortunately, Chen Guorong’s driving skills were excellent. When he saw the car in front of him had an unexpected situation, he immediately downshifted and accelerated, quietly catching up with Bobby’s team.

"Boss, there's something wrong with that Chachai. He broke down his car on purpose."

Chen Guorong has been a police officer for 20 years and is very experienced. He immediately saw the trick.

Song Shijie, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, nodded and instructed, “Well, I see, you’re biting Bobby, I’ll take care of it.”

Song Shijie took out his cell phone, dialed a number, and said, "Ah Tian, ​​don't worry, I've got Bobby... There's something wrong with that Chachai, but don't alarm him yet, just follow my orders."

Then he called Rita, who was being watched by the Bangkok police station.

"Rita, is there any clue in the police station?"

"There was a narcotics officer who was very strange. When everyone else was off duty, he was the only one there secretly fiddling with his computer."

"Then you continue to watch and wait for my news. If necessary, can you hold the person down?"

"Don't worry, Jet. I still have a few trusted friends here. If he really has a problem, I promise I can keep him under control."

After hanging up the phone, Song Shijie thought about it carefully.

First, Chachai is most likely a black policeman who deliberately lost his target, which shows that he has problems. Second, there is another suspected black policeman in the Bangkok police station who is looking up information on the computer, perhaps to obtain detailed information on the joint operation, or even Su Jianqiu's undercover file.

So, we can infer from this: the worst case scenario has not happened for the time being, and the operations director Mr. Choowit is at least not one of Eight-Faced Buddha or Bobby, otherwise that person would not have to go through such effort.

If this is the case, perhaps there would be no need to risk exposing Su Jianqiu's undercover identity and then go through the complicated process of clearing him of suspicion.

The goal can also be achieved by directly controlling the corrupt police and then letting those people pretending to be Nok Ka's men disrupt the transaction.

Thinking of this, Song Shijie quickly called Ma Haotian and Rita and issued two orders at the same time.

After making the arrangements, Song Shijie continued to keep a close eye on the convoy that Chen Guorong was following.

Chen Guorong was driving the car with full concentration, his eyes never leaving the target in front of him.

Bobby's motorcade drove into an unfinished building and continued up the slope of the already built ground parking lot.

Chen Guorong also slowly parked the car not far away and observed the situation.

……

At the same time, Ma Haotian had already pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Chachai's head.

"Are you Bobby or the Eight-Faced Buddha? I'll count to three. If you don't answer, I'll shoot you!"

Cha Cai was completely confused. He couldn't imagine how he was exposed, and where did the other party's gun come from?

Zhang Ziwei and Wang Shunyi leaned against the car, not at all surprised by Ma Haotian's behavior.

The latter was even more outrageous. He also took out a pistol, pointed it at Chachai's crotch, and said with a sneer:

"Do you think we don't dare to really shoot? Do you think being a bad cop will have a good ending?"

Any man would feel extremely frightened if two pistols were pointed at his head and crotch at the same time. Chachai was shaking all over and sweat was pouring down his face.

But he still wanted to give it a try, so he pretended to be stupid and said, "I don't know what you are talking about, what black police, don't wrongly accuse a good person!"

Ma Haotian's eyes became colder and colder: "You are still being stubborn at this time!"

Zhang Ziwei's phone received a message at this time. He checked it and kicked Chachai in the stomach: "Still not being honest!"

Chachai bent over in pain, but still gritted his teeth and said, "You are slandering me, I am innocent!"

Wang Shunyi snorted coldly: "Innocent? Then explain why the car suddenly broke down?"

Chachai argued, "It was an accident. Those motorcycles suddenly rushed out!"

"That's fine, but that's not what your accomplices at the police station said."

Zhang Ziwei took out his mobile phone and showed a photo to Chachai. The photo showed the corrupt policeman who tried to steal internal information in the police station being controlled by several policemen.

When Chachai saw the photo, his face turned pale instantly and his eyes were filled with despair and fear.

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