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

Two days later, Song Shijie flew to Bangkok again with Li Wanhao's DNA identification report and the Hong Kong police's formal extradition request.

This time, he was no longer traveling alone, but was accompanied by several colleagues from the NB (Narcotics Investigation Division). After all, it was the Anti-Drug Unit, the predecessor of the NB, that Li Wanhao escaped, so it was a complete success.

Before leaving, he met Hou Wenhua again in the detention ward.

Looking at Hou Wenhui's confession and Li Wanhao's DNA test report, Hou Wenhua completely collapsed.

He always thought he could control everything, but it turned out to be a pipe dream.

I am gone, my brother has betrayed me, and my father has been on the run for so many years and is about to die too.

"Sir Song, please, I admit all the charges. I was the one who sold drugs, and I was the one who hired someone to kill Wang Zhenyang! Can you let my father go? He is old, and he really did a lot of good deeds in Siam over the years to atone for his sins."

At this moment, Hou Wenhua had long lost the aura of a gangster tycoon and was just a poor wretch crying bitterly.

Song Shijie had a blank expression on his face: "Well, your father is pitiful. He has been trafficking drugs for so many years, causing countless families to be broken up and wives and children to be separated. Aren't those people pitiful?"

"Hou Wenhua, you should be thankful that I will bring your father back for trial, otherwise he would have waited for death in Siam. You and your son should wait to be reunited in prison."

Ignoring Hou Wenhua's angry curses, Song Shijie turned and left.

Again, in Song Shijie's mind, drug dealers have no human rights.

……

Coming to Bangkok Zheng Hospital again, this time it was not as simple as assisting in the investigation.

Rita brought dozens of Siamese policemen armed with live ammunition, and several Hong Kong policemen including Song Shijie, to carry out the forced extradition of Li Wanhao.

This order was unanimously passed after heated discussions among local government departments.

Knowing that Li Wanhao's ship was about to capsize, the so-called personal connections he usually used were only to protect himself, so there was no need to make any irresponsible remarks.

Li Wanhao's lawyer checked the documents provided by the other party, went into the ward to report, and then came out and said, "Mr. Zheng wants to talk to Officer Song Shijie."

Song Shijie nodded to the police from both places present and pushed the door into the ward.

Lying on the hospital bed was a haggard, white-haired old man. There was no sign that he was the notorious drug lord Li Wanhao in Hong Kong.

Sam has left the hospital and is under secret protection by the Siamese police.

"Mr. Li Wanhao, I am Hong Kong police officer Song Shijie. I am here on behalf of the police to extradite you back to Hong Kong for trial."

"You are suspected of being involved in a number of drug trafficking, murder and wounding cases in Hong Kong many years ago. You are also suspected of planning the assassination of Wang Zhenyang, deputy commissioner of the Hong Kong Police Force on April 4 this year."

"Given your current health condition, we can allow the medical team to follow you throughout the process out of humanitarianism."

Li Wanhao, who was lying on the hospital bed, listened quietly to Song Shijie's words, took a deep breath and responded:

"Sir Song, I've heard of you. If I say I'm sure you can't take me away today, do you believe me?"

"Forget about it, Mr. Li. I guess your so-called military and congressman friends won't even answer your calls now."

Song Shijie responded bluntly.

"How about you let us go for $80 million in bearer U.S. bonds?"

Song Shijie:?

When I type a question mark, it doesn’t mean that I have a problem, but that I think you have a problem.

"Mr. Li, stop wasting your time. What do you want to say?"

Song Shijie pulled a chair and sat down, crossing his legs.

Li Wanhao looked at Song Shijie deeply before saying:

"I know who you are. You are indeed an honest and selfless policeman. But do you know what the police in Hong Kong were like in the 1970s?"

Of course Song Shijie knew Li Wanhao's subtext. He didn't say anything and waited for Li Wanhao's next words.

"Many Hong Kong police officers in those days blatantly accepted bribes. In 1976, I remember clearly that Wang Zhenyang, who was then the chief of police, shot me. Did you know that? There were many police officers who dared to accept money from me, but the only one who dared to accept NT$ and not do anything was your No. officer."

Li Wanhao seemed to be lost in some memories and spoke slowly.

"Well, of course I have investigated the case in 1976 where you were shot and escaped. At that time, there was also an anti-drug inspector named Zheng Zhipeng who was shot by you and died of his injuries. What? You want to tell me that Wang Sir took your bribe and killed Zheng Sir because of the unfair division of the spoils and framed him for you, and you are also turning against him to kill you to silence him?"

Li Wanhao:? ?

This script is wrong. When a young police officer like you with a strong sense of justice hears about this shocking scandal in the police force, shouldn't you go back and investigate it thoroughly?

Li Wanhao calmed down before continuing, "Don't you think it's a coincidence? A drug dealer who was present at the time escaped, a policeman died, and the one who survived has been promoted to a higher position since then."

Song Shijie sneered, "Do you have evidence that Wang Sir accepted bribes? You don't think I will believe you just because you, a drug lord, say so, do you?"

Without waiting for Li Wanhao to say anything else, Song Shijie said:

"I'm not afraid to tell you that I've already done some research over the past two days. The income and expenditure of Inspector Zheng, who died in the line of duty, and his anti-drug officers are somewhat disproportionate."

"But I asked Wang Sir yesterday, and he refused to say anything. My guess is that Inspector Zheng and several of his men did accept bribes, but Wang Sir said nothing in order to protect their reputation. After all, Zheng Sir has been buried in Haoyuan."

After listening to Song Shijie's words, Li Wanhao was silent for a long time.

"I admit that I underestimated you. Indeed, Wang Zhenyang was one of the few policemen who refused to accept bribes. He and Zheng Zhipeng had me cornered. I hated Zheng's betrayal so I shot him a few times. Wang Zhenyang wanted to rescue him so he let me go. When I heard that he was going to be promoted to the top, I felt very unbalanced and ordered Wenhua to have someone take action. Unfortunately, it was in your hands."

"Well, thank you. This is my duty as a police officer."

In fact, Song Shijie's words just now were simply a lie to Li Wanhao. It was not easy to find out what happened so many years ago in just a few days. This was just his speculation after checking the files of that year and combining them with what Li Wanhao said.

"Don't be too proud. You are too upright and capable. Some people in your police force will not allow you to rise to a high position so easily."

Li Wanhao continued to be a riddle teller.

Song Shijie: Fortunately, I have seen "Cold War". Let's wait and see.

After talking for so long, Song Shijie was getting a little impatient, so he took out his trump card:

"Li Wanhao, let's not waste time. To tell you the truth, Hou Wenhua is 100% convicted of drug trafficking and attempted murder of police officers, but if there is someone behind him directing him..."

Li Wanhao looked at Song Shijie in surprise:

"You, you actually threatened me with my son?"

"Don't slander me. I'm just making an assumption. Anyway, I'm going to extradite you back today. Just think of it as me being kind and letting you and your son reunite in the Hong Kong prison."

Song Shijie smiled, a very bright smile.