Zhang Guobin was very shocked by the appearance of Du Zhenghui. In his impression, Du Zhenghui had different positions, but he had his own persistence in his heart.

It is undeniable that Dussel's style of doing things was brainless and sometimes very radical, and he was destined not to go far in the political world.

Even though the Royal Police is a violent law enforcement department, it is destined to be an institution of colonial rule. A police officer who only knows how to use violence and sees black and white will only be qualified to be a police officer in his life!

For the police, it can be an image of being upright and hateful of evil.

But you must not follow through to the end, otherwise, you will find that you can't do it. Not to mention cracking down on gangs and evil, even your colleagues, buddies, and superiors will look down on you.

If you can't survive in the system, how can you change and make achievements?

Therefore, to be a leader, you must not only have strength, but also have emotional intelligence.

Huang Zhiming, Xi Guocheng and Guo Weiming are all more or less close to this point, while Du Zhenghui is just an ordinary good policeman who cannot be more ordinary.

Zhang Guobin originally thought that after the Xiaoma incident, he would be comfortable and spend his life in Plover Bay Department peacefully. Maybe he would still be promoted in the future many years later, but at least, now, he should not appear in the office again.

In his sight, he didn't expect that Du Zhenghui was playing a big game, far bigger than he imagined...

"It seems like it's him." Zhang Guobin digested the information for a moment, put down a group of photos, and said thoughtfully.

It would be okay if Du Zhenghui didn't appear, but once he appeared within the field of vision, he would really attract people's attention.

Wen Qiren insisted that it was not without reason.

Zhang Guobin also focused on believing that, of course, whether it was true or not, the operational intelligence department would check it out and follow Du Zhenghui for a while, and I believe there would be an answer.

Wen Qiren asked: "Boss, is this information being followed up by the Intelligence Department, or is it you sending someone to do the work?"

He can temporarily put the intelligence aside for a day or two. After all, intelligence analysis takes time, so using this as an excuse is a reasonable arrangement.

However, Zhang Guobin narrowed his eyes, played with a cigar back and forth with his fingers, and said in a deep voice: "You should report it to the anti-gang team immediately when you get back."

"Understood, boss." Wen Qiren nodded.

…

"Private Huang, the Intelligence Division is looking for you." Li Yongli pushed open the glass door of the Chief Inspector's office. Huang Zhiming was sitting on the chair, sorting the folders and said, "Invite them over."

"Sir, please." Li Yongli turned around, raised his hand, and said.

Wen Qiren, wearing a smart suit and two subordinates, walked straight into the office with the same document in their hands, and said to Huang Zhiming: "Private Huang, there is some key information that I need to report to you."

"Ah Ren, sit down." Seeing that an acquaintance was visiting, Huang Zhiming walked out of his desk with a warm expression, took out a cigarette, handed it to him and pointed to the sofa, but Wen Qiren raised his hand to reject the cigarette and shook his head seriously: "

Sorry, Mr. Huang, the matter is very important."

"Okay, A-Ren, tell me." Huang Zhiming took back his cigarette and put it behind his ear. He immediately realized that something was wrong and his face straightened.

Wen Qiren looked back and saw that Li Yongli closed the door wisely and exited the office, but stood at the door.

Wen Qiren winked at his two subordinates, who immediately stepped aside to show politeness. He then handed the folder to Huang Zhiming and said: "This is an intelligence analysis on the Mong Kok restaurant shooting case. The matter is related to triad crimes."

The Investigation Division, to be precise, is a former employee of the Triad Crime Investigation Department. I will report to you first, Mr. Huang, you should take a careful look at it."

"What do you mean?" Huang Zhiming frowned, took the folder with a suspicious expression, opened the file and browsed for information.

He could understand every word of these words, but why couldn't he understand them when they were put together? What kind of detours were Wen Qiren making in his convoluted speech?

But in fact, Wen Qiren's speech was already very direct. Huang Zhiming just took the initiative to block out certain possibilities. But when he finished reading half of the intelligence information, he immediately took a picture of the folder and shouted loudly at Wen Qiren: "Wen Qiren!"

"What's your opinion about me, or in other words, what's your opinion about O Ji?"

"Give me this report. If there is any falsehood, you will be fully responsible!"

Wen Qiren stood aside, his expression unchanged, he had already expected it, and said bluntly: "Private Huang, I am here to help you, so I handed the report to you."

"I don't hope this thing is true, but if it is true or false, you should first bring the person back and lock him up for 48 hours. If necessary, he should interrogate and question. Then go to the place of residence to check. I believe you will gain something.

."

"Huh...huh..." Huang Zhiming gasped, his chest rising and falling, his eyes fixed on Wen Qiren and said: "I don't believe Adu would do such a thing."

If this matter is true, if nothing else is said, the superiors will definitely consider him for his promotion at the end of the year. Although Du Zhenghui is solely responsible for what he did, the superiors will see it and keep it in their hearts.

When others compete, it will undoubtedly become a disadvantage.

But just like Wen Qiren said, if something is true or false, if you check it carefully, you will definitely gain something.

"Prince Huang, I'm here to help you." Wen Qiren straightened his collar so that he could have some free time, and said in a soothing tone: "Solve it quickly, don't delay it for too long."

"The bigger things get, the worse they will be for you."

Huang Zhiming's pupils opened slightly: "Do I care about this?"

"Sir Huang, don't you want to show favoritism?" Wen Qiren narrowed his eyes and asked bluntly.

In fact, once this kind of thing is discovered by the second department, there is no room for cover-up. However, there are many ways to practice favoritism, including but not limited to letting people know in advance, running away with notice, etc.

The front-line departments of the Royal Police all pay homage to Mr. Guan, treat each other as colleagues and colleagues, and pay the most attention to friendship. It may not be impossible for this kind of thing to happen once in a while. If you know it, you might turn a blind eye or close your eyes.

, but Wen Qiren, standing in the position of the police force, will never let it go and let Mr. O do whatever he wants.

Huang Zhiming's eyes changed suddenly, his gaze lingered on Wen Qiren, and he said firmly: "If Du Zhenghui really breaks the law, I will definitely bring him to justice."

"Police officers are human beings and they make mistakes. If they make mistakes, they must bear responsibility."

"People who want to be killers are not worthy of being police officers." Wen Qiren said. "Yes, so I will arrest him too!" Huang Zhiming said.

"Yeah." Wen Qiren nodded lightly.

"Private Huang, then I'll leave this matter to you. I'll wait for the results of your investigation." After he finished, he turned around and left with the two police officers. Huang Zhiming came to his senses and opened his mouth to shout to his background: "

Gentle r.”

"Um?"

Wen Qiren turned around: "What?"

"Private Huang, is there anything else?"

"Thank you." Huang Zhiming said sincerely.

Wen Qiren's eyes were much softer and he nodded gently: "We should do things together."

"Bring Du Shir back, he will really be fine." Wen Qiren turned and left. Li Yongli at the door had disappeared and was hiding in the stairwell talking on the phone.

Huang Zhiming understood very well what Wen Qiren said. Five million bonuses are no joke in the world. Now that Du Zhenghui's identity has been exposed, many people will definitely be eyeing him, whether it is him or not.

And what is the real airtight wall within the police force?

Haha, I don’t know how many people are trying to get information within the police force. They may not be able to get big information, but with the inducement of a 5 million bonus, it is still easy to get information about a case.

"Adu, please don't make it difficult for me." Huang Zhiming opened the desk drawer, reached out and took out a gun bag, holding the leather gun bag tightly with a determined expression hanging on his waist, walking out of the office quickly and heading towards

The police officers in the office area clapped their hands and shouted: "There is action!"

"Get the guns from the gun room and assemble immediately."

"Yes, private!" More than 20 police officers immediately stood up and shouted solemnly.

He brought two entire teams of police officers with him, not to catch some gangsters, but to protect his former brothers.

Zhang Guobin did not let anyone spread the news, but Yihai, Daquan, and the Number Gang, all the strong men who were eyeing the bonus, got the news through their own channels, gathered their people, and drove to Plover Cove Reservoir.

five million!

Five million Hong Kong paper is in front of you!

Behead him alive!

Must be beheaded to death!

At this moment, at least 13 societies and more than 200 people are gathering at Fishing Boat Bay. When Zhang Guobin received the news, his face showed surprise. It seems that such a small amount of five million is a waste of time and effort for many people.

You will get it if you try your best!

The information came in so quickly, I guess someone in the Criminal Division was selling it. In one word, it would have cost at least hundreds of thousands.

…

"I see."

Tai Po.

Outside the wooden house.

Du Zhenghui took off the pistol from his waist and slammed the gun on the work surface. There were several firearms on the table, some long and short.

He rolled up his black windbreaker and threw it into the corner of the wooden house. He took out a neatly folded set of green military uniforms that he had not worn for a long time.

He first took out the police cap, straightened the corners, and then put it on his head. Then, he put on his military jacket, straightened his collar, put on his police pants, aligned the pants line, straightened his police rank, and bang, facing the void ahead.

After saluting, he said with a firm and powerful expression: "Yes, private!"

“Thanks privater!”

These are the two sentences he speaks most often in the police academy.

"Squeak, squeak." Eight O police cars stopped suddenly far away from the wooden house. More than 20 police officers opened the door and quickly got out of the car with weapons raised.

They had already gone to the Plover Cove Department dormitory once and found some contraband inside.

Huang Zhiming and the police officers quickly approached the wooden house, raised his hands, and quickly said: "Put the gun away!"

"Put the gun away!"

The police officers slowly lowered their guns, but no one put their guns away because they knew that a policeman who was on the wrong side of the gang might shoot at any time.

"Adu!"

Huang Zhiming shouted loudly from a distance of more than ten meters: "Come out and chat!"

Du Zhenghui stood in the wooden house with his feet on the workbench, his eyes blurred, and he was about to chase the dragon.
Chapter completed!