Huang Zhiming spoke sharply: "Take a look at the counterfeit banknotes harvested recently on the market to see if there are any that are of the same quality as the previous batch."

Wen Qiren thought about it and immediately knew that if both batches of goods were circulating in the market, it meant that there might be a dealer for both batches of goods...

"Yes, private!"

The police officers at the scene responded loudly.

Immediately, boxes of seized counterfeit US dollars were moved into the office area, and dozens of police officers rummaged around the batches of US dollars.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

More than a dozen banknote detectors are constantly rotating nearby, beeping, beeping, and counterfeit banknote alarms are constantly sounding. Using the frequency of the alarm sound of the banknote detectors, the number of counterfeit banknotes in a batch of banknotes can be roughly inferred.

Basically, the alarm sounds for every batch of counterfeit banknotes. If the rhythm is wrong, the police will check it.

In the 1980s, currency detectors were far less intelligent than later generations, and a larger number of police officers were involved in the verification.

Wen Qiren and the members of the intelligence department quietly participated in the verification and did their work conscientiously without showing anything unusual.

night.

"Gentle r."

"Let's go to Causeway Bay to sing K together?"

At the Central Headquarters, a group of police officers walked out of the door. A subordinate greeted the chief. The chief looked a little tired and waved with a smile: "Tonight, you go and have fun."

"I'll go home for dinner first, and my girlfriend made a late-night snack. We'll meet again next time."

"All right."

"Gentle r."

A group of police officers were in high spirits, but looked helpless.

Wen Qiren said generously: "I will pay for all expenses."

"Thank you Wen Sir!"

"Thank you Wen Sir!"

The police officers heard a pack of wolves howling.

When the superiors reimburse the money for private rooms, drinks, and late-night snacks, they can use their previous budgets to call girls, one by one, and sing with their arms around each other. It is really a day of combining work and rest.

"Go ahead."

Wen Qiren smiled as he watched his subordinates walk out of the door dressed in casual clothes. He yawned tiredly, opened the door and got into the car, but his expression instantly became serious.

"Beep beep beep."

He took out a big brother,

Dial a series of numbers.

Sit in the driver's seat of a police car, hold one hand next to the direction, and look around.

"Boss."

"Hello?"

"Sir, are you free to chat on the phone today?" Zhang Guobin was sitting in a sauna in Tsim Sha Tsui, with a white bath towel wrapped around his lower body, revealing his strong chest muscles, eight-pack abdominal muscles and bronzed skin.

There are beads of sweat hanging down, and sitting in the sauna is terrifying.

Ma Wang, Da Bohao, Xiao Ma, Xianshui and others were sitting next to them. Dongguan Miao was wearing a suit and leading a group of Ma boys to guard outside the sauna.

At this time, he picked up the phone seemingly casually, opened his mouth to say hello, raised his hand and waved it. Without saying a word, Ma Wang, Da Bohao and others immediately picked up towels, pushed open the wooden door of the sauna, and walked away in a hurry.

Wen Qiren sat in the driver's seat, lit a cigarette, exhaled, and asked: "Huang Zhiming suspects that the counterfeit banknotes on the market are related to Yihai, and he has been keeping a close eye on Yihai. Today he also mobilized dozens of people to catch the culprit...

…”

He always acts according to circumstances in the police station. Unless the boss gives an order, he will never ask about the internal affairs of the society.

"Brother, let me tell you everything." Zhang Guobin picked up the towel next to him, wiped it on his forehead, and said calmly: "The counterfeit banknote factories used to be located overseas and were managed by our people. Now,

The counterfeit banknote factory is hidden in the Walled City, and Tang Tingwei from the Walled City Martial Arts Association is in charge..."

"Notify me of any news as soon as possible. Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"No more."

"I know what to do."

Wen Qiren replied.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. Come back home and have some soup when you have time." After Zhang Guobin finished speaking, he hung up the phone, stood up and walked out of the sauna with a towel on his back. Wen Qiren threw the phone in the passenger seat, lowered the window, and drove away.

On the way away from the headquarters, another call was made: "Pacific Insurance, please say hello to the police reception desk. If any counterfeit banknotes are reported locally, please notify the Intelligence Department immediately. The Intelligence Department is following up on a counterfeit banknote case..."

"I know, Wen Zir, the lady here is so pretty, do you want to come over?"

"You just have to have fun." Wen Qiren smiled.

Since Brother Bing spoke frankly, it seems that the counterfeit banknote factory has changed hands. The low-quality counterfeit banknotes currently flooding must be goods produced in Chengzhai. The previous high-end goods were digested abroad, and those that accidentally flowed into Xiangjiang were also processed. It is impossible

Appear again.

To be precise, Bing Ge is very safe now. The only thing we have to guard against is whether there are any overseas goods flowing out of the Hong Kong market.

Huang Zhiming digs deeper into this aspect. He just needs to do a good job in checking for deficiencies in this aspect. If nothing unexpected happens, there will definitely be no big problem.

Zhang Guobin, Ma Wang, and Li Chenghao all walked out of the sauna, changed into a set of clothes, lay on the massage chair, stretched their legs, and enjoyed the exquisite techniques of a sixteen-year-old girl.

Ma Wang held a cigarette in his mouth and smiled.

"Prince, during this period, Ah Hao has managed Tsim Sha Tsui in an orderly manner, and my stable business has also improved a lot."

Da Bohao lay aside with an expressionless face: "I just killed a few grooms who fished over the border."

The girl used her fingertips to press the acupoints on Ma Wang's soles.

"ah!"

King Ma suddenly screamed.

Zhang Guobin opened his eyes and looked sideways at him.

A girl used her delicate palms to follow Zhang Guobin's soles, her eyes fell on his figure, and she said with an envious expression: "Sir, you have such a good figure."

"Haha, of course, you don't go to the world to inquire about Prince Brother's reputation." Ma Wang laughed awkwardly beside him.

"Ah, ah!" He screamed again.

Li Chenghao turned to look at him.

"Hehe, hehe." King Ma retracted his feet and picked up the tea next to him. The girl quickly stood up and bowed to apologize: "I'm sorry, boss, I didn't do it lightly..."

"It's okay, you can go down and rest." Zhang Guobin looked up at the frightened girl and spoke to save her. King Ma immediately stopped pursuing her, waved his hand, and the girl left.

"Horse King."

"Your kidneys are not good!" Li Chenghao said bluntly.

"Haha." King Ma said with an embarrassed smile, "Try the bell more often."

"I can't help but feel a little overwhelmed." "Understood." Zhang Guobin nodded.

He is also very tired from playing with female celebrities,

Fortunately, my body can bear it.

Today, he was invited by King Ma to come to the Tsim Sha Tsui sauna, massage his feet, and check the management of the restaurant. At present, it seems that Li Chenghao completely adopts the Jianghu model in managing the restaurant, relying on the words "violent" and "evil" to control the restaurant.

It can pump more than one million yuan of water in Tsim Sha Tsui every month and feed it back to Yau Ma Tei Company.

…

"Brother Prince."

"long time no see!"

Three days later.

A restaurant with integrity.

Zhang Guobin wore a black suit, tie, and leather shoes as he entered the box. Tang Tingwei, dressed in white practice uniform, lowered the two meteorite balls in his hands in front of the table, opened his arms, and came forward to greet him enthusiastically.

Zhang Guobin raised his eyes and glanced at him. Dongguan Miao pulled out his chair, and he turned around and sat down. He was cold and arrogant, ignoring Tang Tingwei in front of him.

This guy suddenly set up a table and invited him to have a meal with his guts. Damn it, he must have no good intentions.

If Zhang Guobin hadn't wanted to see what kind of roundworms he had in his stomach, no bird would bother to pry him.

"hehe."

Zhang Guobin looked cool in front of Tang Tingwei, but he laughed dryly, put down his arms unnaturally, sat back on the main seat, and said proactively: "I'm sorry for offending the prince last time, and I apologized to the prince before I served the wine. Thank you very much today."

The prince appreciates the honor."

The waiter served the food and wine.

Zhang Guobin said with a cold face: "Since it is an apology wine, you should drink a glass first."
To be continued...