Sir Mo was silent for a moment.

"Pig's head."

Zhong Wenze complained in his heart.

"Are there any other innocent citizens injured or killed?"

"No."

"Did anyone witness it?"

"No."

"Did you leave firearms on the scene?"

"have."

"That won't work?! People and stolen!"

Zhong Wenze tapped the desktop with his fingers and organized the language simply.

"The task force led by Sir Mo has actually tracked down the traces of Brother Duanshou's arms smuggling group, and is preparing to arrest his group on the hillside of Shajiaowei tonight. However, he was subjected to fierce resistance and killed him one by one, and no one of our police officers was injured."

"Because the police have done a good job in advance evacuation and have made sufficient plans, the arrest did not cause any innocent citizens to be injured, and once again maintained the stability of Hong Kong Island and provided a good security environment for citizens. Please believe that our police can protect the general public."

Zhong Wenze Balabala paused and said, full of modern tone, and the perfect speech blurted out: "Those outlaws will die if they die. You don't know how to deal with such good credit?"

The other end of the phone fell silent again.

Half salary.

Sir Mo spoke again, his tone became much lighter, with a smile: "Aze, Aze, I found that you are a talented man, very thoughtful."

"It depends entirely on leadership guidance."

Zhong Wenze grinned and then hung up the phone.
Chapter completed!