Washing Sha Apartment.

"this..."

When Sir Mo and Song Zijie arrived here, they looked at the corridor where the picture was too mosaic, and for a moment they were speechless.

They did not feel sorry for the death of Dadong and others. Such people who were stained with countless blood in their hands would have more than enough death.

They were surprised that the scene was so intense.

Both of them are veterans, and the bullet holes on the wall and the explosion marks on the scene can all be imagined.

Why did Zhong Wenze defeat them without losing one soldier and one general?

The two began to clean up the scene and carefully check the situation on the scene. They tried to understand the situation on the scene before the large army arrived and to deal with all the traces related to Zhong Wenze.

With the understanding of the scene.

The two looked at each other again, and then the macho fell silent.

"this.."

Sir Mo took out a cigarette and lit one for himself: "I still want to help Aze finish it, but this kid is too professional in the on-site handling."

"I don't think we should worry about him."

Song Zijie suddenly felt a sense of frustration.

Since he learned about Zhong Wenze's identity, he has always been comparing himself to him.

But with in-depth understanding.

He found that perhaps he could not compare with Zhong Wenze, and he immediately understood why Sir Mo liked him so much.

"Let's study the poison gas smoke bombs in the room."

Sir Mo took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose, frowned and walked in, and stepped on a "smoke bomb" that was still emitting smoke and took it out: "What is this thing?"

When the two of them first arrived here, they were seriously suspicious whether Zhong Wenze had gotten a biological and chemical weapon.

Song Zijie took the "smoke bomb" and peeled off the paper bag outside. The pieces of broken plastic inside fell to the ground. He bent down and picked it up: "This is... plastic?!"

"It shouldn't be."

Sir Mo shook his head: "This is not the smell of plastic at all."

Song Zijie took the plastic under his nose and smelled it, curled his lips and shook his nose: "Table tennis?" He frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly remembered something.

"This kid Aze is so talented!"

Song Zijie couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart, looking at Sir Mo who was still puzzled, and explained: "Table tennis balls are made of nitrocellulose. If they are not completely burned, they will produce huge smoke, and cut them will produce extremely irritating and toxic odors."

"The room of Dadong and his friends is not big, and the ventilation effect of the windows is not very good. Such a large amount of smoke suddenly appeared in such a small room. No wonder Dadong and his friends couldn't hold it in and all died in the corridor."

“Tsk tsk…”

Mo Sir sighed, and suddenly understood why Zhong Tianzheng had himself sirens on his sirens and circled around the room at night, in order to create pressure on Dadong and others, and to force them to leave the room under environmental and psychological pressure.

"Aze's brain is definitely enough!"

Sir Mo grinned. He was very happy at this time and felt a sense of pleasure in picking up the baby.

soon.

The large army that received the news from Sir Mo came and quickly took over the scene. The people from the joint investigation team arrived soon and made it clear to Dadong and his group of people, so that they could not make mistakes. In this way, the chickens that were beaten to death in the teahouse were added.

The first generation of Hong Kong flag soldiers who shocked Hong Kong Island that year was completely declared to end three years later.

Sir Mo is undoubtedly the biggest profiter of this case. In a short period of time, he received a lot of media interviews and publicity, and Song Zijie also gained a title with him.

It was just a pity for Qiu Xiong. After working hard all night, not only did he not get any credit, but he also used a few ribs to go in in vain.

Two days later.

The two met again at the beach.

When Sir Mo arrived, Zhong Wenze had arrived. He was sitting on the railing and was reading the newspaper. When he saw Sir Mo, he raised the newspaper in his hand: "Sir Mo has been in a glorious place recently, and he is famous."

"Hahaha, you boy!"

Sir Mo raised his head and smiled, took out a cigarette, and insisted on igniting Zhong Wenze himself: "This time, it's all up to your kid's credit. Do you know what the media have transformed me and Zijie into? What is the strongest duo in the police force, what is the inspector still old, etc.."

Said.

He reached out and patted Zhong Wenze on the shoulder, grabbed it twice: "I knew that you can always bring me surprises."

"Aze, Aze, you are simply my blessing. Do you believe it or not? With the credit you have brought to me at least five years less."

Mo Sir looked at Zhong Wenze and became more and more eager.

"I said, mutual."

Zhong Wenze did not communicate too much on this topic, raised his eyebrows and twisted them together: "Why did you put on the brakes that night?"

The moment Zhong Wenze shot, if it weren't for Sir Mo's sudden brake, the shot wouldn't have hit Qiu Xiong's bulletproof vest on the chest, but his head.

Seeing Zhong Wenze's displeasure, Mo Sir's speech speed was a little faster and explained: "Qiu Xiong can die, but he must not die in front of me. He is very popular with a ghost above. If he died that night, then I will definitely be blamed."

"At least I will confirm my unfavorable charge of guidance. This will have a great impact on me. You know, this is still the world of those ghosts."

Mo Sir spread his hands helplessly: "I hope you can understand my difficulties, but don't worry, as long as Qiu Xiong is still under my hands, I will definitely crush him to death. As long as he is not with me, he can die anywhere."

This is also a disguised expression of his position to Zhong Wenze to clarify why he suddenly ignited the brake that night.

"Okay, I get it."

Zhong Wenze nodded and took out seven photos and handed them to him: "Is there any problem with these seven people arranging them a reasonable and legal Hong Kong Island citizenship?"

Sir Mo looked at these seven photos one by one, and confirmed that he was not a wanted criminal or something. He immediately promised: "It takes some time and it is a bit difficult, but it can definitely be done. If I don't have any relationship with this, you don't have to mess with me."

"good."

Zhong Wenze nodded: "These people are all undercover agents I developed in. They are fully obedient to obey my orders. I promised them. Do you understand what I mean?"

"nature."

How could Sir Mo not understand what Zhong Wenze meant: "Don't worry, I can do the identity registration of these people, and I will definitely be able to protect them from being fine, as long as I don't do anything out of the ordinary."

Let’s talk about it.

Zhong Wenze is his own person, so isn’t his person also his own person?

"OK."
Chapter completed!