At this time, Uncle Guang closed his notebook, his voice was a little hoarse, but he was very excited.

"kindness!"

The Deputy Director of Operations just watched it himself, but now that he has heard it again with his own ears, he still feels happy.

Nodding, the Deputy Director of Operations glanced at Deng Zhiqiang and ordered:

"Give the notebook to Sir Deng so that Sir Deng can clearly see these international friends."

"yes!"

Uncle Guang agreed and immediately handed the notebook to Deng Zhiqiang.

Not satisfied that this was not enough, the Deputy Director of Operations greeted him again:

"Any of you who are interested can take a look and see if the information above is true. Although I trust Yaoyang very much, there are bound to be some omissions in their work. You should all look carefully to see if there is anyone who has been wronged.

Inside.”

Well

Even a fool can tell that the Deputy Director of Operations said it to people from Kwun Tong Police Station.

Undoubtedly, the Deputy Commissioner of Operations is already very dissatisfied with the Kwun Tong Police Station.

Deng Zhiqiang took the book in embarrassment. Several Kwun Tong senior executives behind him were also a little embarrassed and looked over to take a look.

At this glance, they were all speechless. The records above were too clear. On each page, there were not only foreign arrest warrants, photos, etc., but also photos of the deceased's face that had just been taken below.

Comparing the two, if not 100%, their appearance is at least 80%.

It would have been possible for one person to admit his mistake, but now more than 20 people are right, and the designation is correct.

A senior inspector from Kwun Tong suddenly said: I don’t know if he was out of his mind or just wanted to be in the limelight:

"Sir, aren't there still five corpses whose identities have not been confirmed? Maybe these five are innocent and haven't finished speaking. He consciously silenced himself because he found that the atmosphere was not right. Many people looked at him with confused eyes.

It becomes weird, with sympathy, contempt, jokes, and looking at fools

The Deputy Director of Operations' face instantly became extremely gloomy, and he shouted:

"How can you still be a good person after hanging out with so many international criminals?"

"Even if their identities cannot be found, they must be well-hidden criminals. There is no doubt about this."

As he said this, the Deputy Director of Operations looked at Deng Zhiqiang and said with great dissatisfaction:

"Sir Deng, your police officers from Kwun Tong Police Station can't even analyze such a simple case. How do you usually do things?"

"How did you become the director?"

Deng Zhiqiang's face turned red after being scolded, and he glared hard at the Kwun Tong inspector who had just spoken.

The inspector looked puzzled and wanted to say something. Fortunately, a colleague next to him had quick eyesight and quick hands, and quickly grabbed him and walked to the side.

"Sir Li, what are you doing?"

The inspector was confused and walked a long distance before he asked in a low voice.

"You also said, don't you think it's not chaotic enough? Lao Zhou, I can't see that you are really smart. Even the director dares to offend you in person."

The gentleman who pulled him had strange eyes and shook his head frequently.

"Offended the director? I didn't. I just doubted the five corpses that haven't been investigated yet."

"Old Zhou, do you really not understand or are you just pretending not to understand? Director Lei said before that this case was planned and arranged by Deputy Director Wei himself, and he is only responsible for the implementation."

"There are now more than twenty international killers who can be identified, and the identities of only five people in the minefield cannot be determined."

"To put it bluntly, if this case is perfect enough, even if those five people are wronged, the director will recognize it. Why don't you be in vain!"

"If you want to say that the five deceased were unjustly accused, the first person to cause trouble for you is the deputy director."

Gudu listened to his colleague's explanation, and the inspector swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva. He was just a simple-minded inspector, and he didn't expect that there were so many tricks in it.

Terrified, the inspector hurriedly said:

"Then what should I do? I have already told you. Has the director already remembered me?"

"I don't know. Just wish yourself well. With the corpses of those international criminals, not to mention you, even our director will be killed."

The colleague patted the inspector on the shoulder and smiled bitterly.

After finding out the identity of the so-called "international friend", the Deputy Director of Operations was ecstatic, energetic and confident. He pointed at the old man Yao Zaishan and said:

"Yaoyang, what's going on with this criminal? You said he took in these international killers who deserve death, and also produced and sold counterfeit banknotes. Let's take a look at the evidence."

In a word, the previous "old gentleman" directly became "criminal". You can also tell from the title that the Deputy Director of Operations directly decided his surname and had full confidence in Lei Yaoyang.

"Sir, please come with me."

Lei Yaoyang nodded, raised his right hand, and started leading the way again.

The Deputy Director of Operations was in a very good mood and couldn't help but joke:

"Aren't we going to see the corpse again this time?"

"It's not a corpse, it's a big gift, it's inside, sir, please."

Lei Yaoyang pointed at the factory door, gesturing to enter.

The Deputy Director of Operations smiled and immediately followed Lei Yaoyang inside. The other police officers also hurriedly followed, not wanting to miss it.

Bang bang bang, bang bang, bang bang just entered the factory, it was extremely noisy, the sound of the machine running, especially the blow of the printing press, was simply a noise, which made people very uncomfortable.

But at this moment, no one paid attention. They all stared at the dollar bills coming out of the printing press with their eyes wide open.

Mongkok Liang Maisi had been staying in the factory and had not gone out. When he saw Lei Yaoyang and others coming in, he stepped forward and said:

"Brother Yaoyang, that electrical panel is not broken and can still be used. I turned on all the machines. The speed is not slow. According to my estimate, over ten million U.S. dollars can be printed in an hour."

"very good."

Lei Yaoyang praised it and turned around to greet the Deputy Director of Operations:

"Sir, look"

I never thought that Wei Kui's legs and feet were quite fast, and he had already stood at the printing press cash outlet without even saying hello.

He picked up a counterfeit banknote with both hands, looked at it carefully, and said with great joy:

"Sure enough, it is a counterfeit banknote. The authenticity is more than 70%. If I had not seen it printed here with my own eyes, I would not be able to tell the authenticity from the fake."

The other police officers also looked at the page held by the Deputy Director of Operations and started talking quietly.

Especially the Mong Kok police officers. They have always heard from the commissioner that they were solving a counterfeit banknote case. In fact, many police officers have not come in to take a look since they killed the killer, and they have not seen any counterfeit banknotes.

Now that I have seen it, it is so shocking. Ten million per hour is so terrifying.

Serious case, major case, huge case!

This time the credit cannot go away, and it is even far beyond my imagination.

The Mong Kok police officers were very excited, including the special stormtrooper Zhu Huabiao, PTU Zhang Jingfeng and other stationed troops.

They saw Deng Zhiqiang being so arrogant before, but due to his status and departmental reasons, they couldn't say anything.

Now, with the evidence in front of them, neither of them are broad-minded people, so they quickly spoke up to vent their anger for Lei Yaoyang.

Zhu Huabiao, who was wearing uniform, suddenly said in a strange manner:

"Sir Deng, this factory belongs to the legitimate cultural businessman you mentioned. I really don't know when the cultural businessman can print money. If the culture cooperates with the Hong Kong Monetary Authority, it will start construction in a place like this. It is our Hong Kong

Is it Zongshi’s unique style?”

Zhang Jingfeng followed closely and said sarcastically:

"For the big taxpayers, the head of the taxation department of our Hong Kong Comprehensive City personally awards the award. Oh, 10 million per hour, how much does it cost a month? If we really have to pay taxes, I'm afraid this serious cultural businessman can support our Hong Kong Comprehensive City's 30,000 yuan

There should be more police."

As soon as these words came out, Deng Zhiqiang's face turned like pig liver and he was speechless:

"you!"

Immediately, everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at the pitiful old man who was being supported by several Kwun Tong inspectors.

Yao Zaishan's reaction was not slow. Seeing everyone watching, he immediately burst into tears and wailed:

"Sir, this factory does belong to me, but I have not ten but eight factories like this. As the head of the company, I usually don't take care of the factory at all."

"The reason why I came here tonight is precisely because I heard a report from someone below that there seems to be something wrong with the factory, so I came here secretly to check it out."

"I didn't expect that as soon as I arrived here, I would encounter a group of international killers outside and be hijacked."

"I was really wronged!"

For such an explanation, even Deng Zhiqiang secretly cursed:

"Damn it, you dare to say such nonsense."

But he chose Yao Zaishan from the beginning. Before he understood the situation, he wanted to step on Lei Yaoyang and get the upper hand.

At this point, there is only one way to go.

So Deng Zhiqiang immediately said:

"Sir Lei, his explanation is reasonable. If just because he saw him with those international killers, he concluded that they were a group and ordered the shooting, it would be a bit inappropriate."

This time, before Lei Yaoyang could open his mouth, the Deputy Director of Mine Action turned around and shouted:

"Deng Zhiqiang!"
To be continued...