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

On April 4, at 2:9 am, downstairs of Huang Jiahui’s residence.

Song Shijie went home, took a shower, took a nap, and then went out. He bought two iced lemon teas and a dozen freshly baked egg tarts and arrived downstairs at the chef Huang Jiahui's building.

I parked the car, arrived at the apartment and rang the doorbell.

"It's so early. Didn't you have an appointment for 11 o'clock?" Huang Jiahui was still wearing a vest and shorts.

"Come early to help the master clean up, and have a delicious breakfast together."

"There's not much to pack, just a few clothes and a laptop."

Song Shijie didn't say anything else. Anyway, the police station's information was all on the intranet, and it would be difficult for Huang Jiahui to complete his work. So he let him rest and recuperate, and he would leave the investigation to him.

The system was indeed powerful. Song Shijie didn't have to rack his brains to come up with an excuse. A phone call saying that a friend who was a miracle doctor had a secret prescription and had booked a bed in a private hospital made the master obediently cooperate with the hospitalization for treatment.

Of course, Song Shijie still needs to help with the necessary leave procedures. Anyway, the medical records are real, so this is a small matter.

The master and the apprentice chatted about the next work arrangements while eating breakfast.

When the original supervisor of CIB's Group A needs to take long-term sick leave (at least 7 months), a capable superintendent will inevitably be transferred from other departments to take over the work. After all, no matter how big the gap is, there is no such thing as a newly recruited trainee inspector jumping 3 levels to be promoted to superintendent and officially taking over the entire Group A.

"Jet, I have reported the situation to Sir Hong, and he has consulted with CIB Sir Gong Jiapei (from "Undercover"). The higher-ups have decided to temporarily arrange for Vicky to serve as the head of Group A during my sick leave. You will assist her until the new CIB head of Group A takes office. The time can be long or short, it still depends on the arrangements of the higher-ups."

Huang Jiahui is eating egg tarts, they are freshly baked and really delicious!

That being said, both Wong Ka Fai and Song Shijie are well aware of the situation, and it is estimated that this time will not be too short. After all, as one of the three flagship departments, the work of the five teams under CIB is very important. In addition, the former director who was ordered to take over due to illness must be replaced by an experienced superintendent. In addition, after all, a position of real power at the level of constitutional commissioner is created out of thin air, and the bigwigs above have to play games again.

"Let's ignore the arrangements from above. I've already discussed it with Vicky. Team B has a very heavy workload in terms of intelligence gathering, especially during the period when Brother Yi is preparing to take over. You know. So nominally you are assisting, but in fact, during this period, the work of Team A will be temporarily handed over to you. Of course, power and obligations are equal. In addition to the case of Wang Sir's assassination, you are responsible for finding out whether there is a traitor among the team members and who the traitor is."

To put it bluntly, it is outrageous that Song Shijie is now temporarily taking over the duties of a superintendent as a trainee inspector.

But this makes sense:

First, although the former supervisor is temporarily on sick leave, he has great prestige among the original team members. It is obvious that he wants to cultivate Song Shijie, the prince. Faced with a promising police elite, even if the old foxes may not be convinced in their hearts, they will not hold them back in public.

Second, the Madam who temporarily took over the work of Group A is my master's wife (front), and she arranged for Song Shijie to "assist" the management of Group A, which represents the affirmation of the superiors, after all, it is a disciplined force. In addition, he has made great contributions in protecting the emperor (protecting the candidate for the first place in the elevator gunfight), so the so-called referees, circumstantial witnesses, organizers, and co-organizers are all my people, what can you use to fight me.JPG.

Third, Song Shijie, surnamed Song. In the assassination of the next-in-command Wang Sir, with such tight security measures, even a fool would know that it couldn't have happened without collusion. It was clear that there were problems within the police force. Now that the case has been solved, it can be said to be a great achievement. If it hasn't been solved, it would be a huge cauldron. It is an acceptable result for all parties that Song Shijie, who is definitely clean, is temporarily in charge.

Song Shijie did not make any more pretentious remarks about how he was afraid that his new position might not be enough to convince the public, and instead, he took the opportunity to consult his master about some confidential information within CIB.

He has also learned a lot of information that he shouldn't have known.

It was not until 11:30 that Song Shijie drove away after Huang Jiahui was sent to the intensive care unit of a private hospital and everything was arranged.

Destination: Police Headquarters.

……

April 4, 2:3 pm, Baoqi Trading Company.

After reporting his work to Sir Gong Jiapei (CIB Director, rank of Chief Superintendent) and his immediate superior Hong Peiji, Song Shijie rushed here without stopping.

A girl dressed in a khaki short windbreaker, black cropped pants, and office lady outfit was already waiting for him. She had medium-length hair that was neither too long nor too short, and looked clean and confident.

"Hello, I'm Zhou Wangqing, Jodie. Mr. Gong Jiapei asked me to pick you up. Please come in." The girl stretched out her hand and shook hands with Song Shijie.

She was not wearing a warrant card, did not show her police rank, and addressed him as Mr. Gong. Song Shijie was confused about her identity for a moment. He just greeted her politely and followed Zhou Wangqing into the company.

The two walked along the way. The staff in the company were busy with their own things. Only a few employees greeted Zhou Wangqing, and no one paid attention to Song Shijie behind her. Until Zhou Wangqing came to the door of an office, swiped the access control, and passed through a pupil recognition door, there was a different world inside.

The familiar office atmosphere of the police headquarters is completely different from the ordinary company outside.

"Let me introduce myself formally. I'm Inspector Zhou Wangqing, the head of one of the monitoring teams of CIB's Group A. This is one of our CIB's secret bases. In order to conceal our activities, part of the monitoring team of Group A (the paparazzi team) and the tracking team of Group D (the paparazzi) are working here. The head of the paparazzi team is currently out for work. I'll introduce him to you later." Zhou Wangqing then took out her warrant card from her bag and put it on.

"Hello Madam, I am Trainee Inspector Song Shijie, you can call me Jet"

"Just call me Jodie. My master Gong Sir has already told me the details. Although we are at the same level, from now on, our paparazzi and the dog team will cooperate with your work until the higher-ups make other arrangements. Time is running out, let's get started."

Oh my goodness, another princeling! Oh, me too, that's fine.

Zhou Wangqing, according to Song Shijie's memory of the few Hong Kong film and television works after Blue Star 2003 in his previous life, was a couple with Laughing brother Liang Xiaotong, and it seems that he died in the end? I have basically forgotten the specific plot.

Don’t worry about it for now. Let’s finish the case first and think about it later. We will definitely save those who can be saved when the time comes.

Zhou Wangqing's work style is not quite consistent with his appearance. He is decisive and efficient. He immediately introduced the members of the monitoring team and the tracking team to Song Shijie, and informed them of the current work arrangements of the two teams.

"Let's proceed as planned. I'll take a look at the information first. Colleague, please help order afternoon tea. New pork for new arrivals. I understand."

"Thank You, Sir!"

It was obvious that this Mr. Song who was parachuted in was very good at dealing with people. He didn't show off his presence or point fingers at my work right away. He was quite handsome and even treated me to afternoon tea. Very nice!

"Jodie, please take me to the office. I'm new here and I need your help."

"You're welcome, please."

When he arrived at the office, Song Shijie did not rush to start working, but chose to talk to Zhou Wangqing first.

"Jodie, please take a seat. Since you are Gong Sir's apprentice, you are one of us (Gong Sir: Oh, yes, yes, I have officially known Jet for three hours.), so I won't be polite."

"Jet, don't worry, Master has said that the higher-ups take this case very seriously, and we will definitely cooperate fully."

Zhou Wangqing sat down opposite and motioned Song Shijie to continue.

"Three questions. First, what progress have we made in monitoring O-Tribe Inspector Lu Yaoguo? Second, with our current authority, which level of police officer can we open a file to investigate? Third, regarding the monitoring and tracking of Hou Wenhua's entire group, what useful clues are there at present?"

Zhou Wangqing thought for a moment, stood up and walked to Song Shijie's side, motioning him to turn on the computer and log into the police system.

Of course Song Shijie felt embarrassed to let a girl stand like that, so he moved a chair over.

"Thank you." Zhou Wangqing said while operating on the computer.

"Inspector Lu Yaoguo's investigation began on April 4 after his superiors approved it. So far, no problems have been found in his mobile phone calls, and his colleagues in the paparazzi have not reported any suspicious whereabouts."

"It's as expected. If I were Lu Yaoguo, even if there were problems, it wouldn't be so easy to expose them. After all, I've been working as a police officer for so many years."

Song Shijie nodded.

"The second question, look at this document." Zhou Wangqing continued, pointing to a document on the screen.

"Master has communicated with the Department of Justice and obtained a permit. As long as we CIB have reasonable grounds to suspect that the case is related to the next first brother Wang Sir, we can investigate any police officer below the level of inspector."

Zhou Wangqing was obviously also very motivated. After all, for such a big case, if they could really find out who the corrupt police were involved, the entire CIB would be commended and no one would refuse a promotion and a raise. Of course, the premise is that there is no problem with you yourself.

Just as he was about to continue speaking, Song Shijie's cell phone suddenly rang.

"Hello, I'm Song Shijie." Song Shijie signaled Zhou Wangqing to be quiet.

"Jet, this is Vicky. I can't find you at headquarters. Where are you now?"

"Oh, it's Master's Wife... Oh, sorry, Sister Vicky, I'm at the 'sinus' outside CiB, what's going on?"

Superintendent Luo Xiuling, the head of Team B, did not mind Song Shijie's nonsense. She had obviously learned from Huang Jiahui about the master-disciple relationship between him and Song Shijie:

"Regarding the fugitive suspect in the assassination of Wang Sir, our B team has received the latest intelligence. You should return to the headquarters immediately and we will talk on the way."

"Yes, Madam!"

Song Shijie hung up the phone, got up and left immediately, and exchanged numbers with Zhou Wangqing, indicating that she should continue to follow up on the work and contact him at any time if there was anything.

……

April 4, 2:5 p.m., Police Headquarters parking lot.

Song Shijie drove back to the headquarters and saw Luo Xiuling, who was wearing a ponytail, a neat women's suit and a folder in her hand, leading more than a dozen CIB members and preparing to set off.

"Four of you take the Nissan, five of you take the black Toyota, and the rest take the container (CIB mobile surveillance vehicle). Jet and I will take one. We will head to Yau Ma Tei Ferry Street. Let's go!"

"Yes, Madam!" everyone responded.

Luo Xiuling sat in the passenger seat, and Song Shijie stepped on the accelerator and started without asking any questions.

After driving for a while, Luo Xiuling opened the folder and said:

"From the time the shooting took place until you and Wang Sir were sent to the hospital for examination, although we sealed off the entire hotel, the three suspects disappeared as if they had evaporated from the face of the earth. Fortunately, our colleagues from the Forensic Department found bloodstains from the enemy besides Wang Zhenyang, Wang Sir, you and the four G4 members who died. In other words, one of the suspects must have been shot by you at the time!"

Song Shijie was delighted when he heard what Luo Xiuling said! Now he finally had a clue to investigate.