I haven't been a boss for many years

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Zhang Guobin was slightly leaning on the sofa in the hotel box, wearing a black suit and knocking on Erlang's legs, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, looking at Cai Jinping who was beside the bar and asking, "Is the Chief of Police doing anything?"

Cai Jinping lowered his head and sniffed the red wine, raised the bottle, looked at the label on the bottle, and replied aloud: "He will follow me.

“Did anyone find out who was behind HSBC?”

Zhang Guobin asked aloud.

Cai Jinping shook his head, poured down a glass of wine, turned around and approached the sofa area, sat down and said, "People from HSBC don't care about our police force at all."

"I sent the superintendent to investigate the evidence in the name of handling the case, but a general manager sent me away. I went to Han Lirong to apply for permission, and Han Lirong sent me away with a bravery medal."

"To be honest, I can't do much except receive awards and get promoted."

"Oh!"

He took a sip of wine, leaned his arm on the armrest, and said with a straight smile: "It's still okay to work for you."

"Wait until you retire."

"Please be a security consultant!"

Zhang Guobin raised his wine glass and joked, but Cai Jinping nodded seriously.

"no problem."

"Salaries are higher."

Zhang Guobin shrugged his shoulders: "Then do something!"

he laughed.

Whether there is someone behind HSBC who is instigating and instigating, the investigation can only be carried out in the arena.

Guilao Yangxing is a consciousness group with common interests, but it is not a person with individual personality. However, if a consciousness group sends out a directional goal, there must be someone representing its will.

Mr. Zhang wants to find out this person.

Make friends with him!

He Yihai was an injured person who spent a lot of silver paper and sacrificed his brother's life in the rivers and lakes, and the counterattack has just begun...

Chapter 362 It's Time to Kill!

Yihai Building.

Li Chenghao's upper body was covered with white bandages, a black suit was slung over his shoulder, he was holding it with one hand, he lowered his head and smoked his cigar, and said, "Bingge, after Heyi's big and small fonts came over, some of them still couldn't sort out the accounts. .”

Sitting on the chair, Zhang Guobin knew what he was thinking, and asked, "What exactly are you thinking about?"

Li Chenghao bent down on the stool, holding a cigar with one hand, and said with a sneer, "Heyisheng Dadi Shanrenjian wants to lead the brothers to set up another name,

He Yizhong sits in the restaurant lettuce' flirts with Xinji Duan Long in private, and He Yisheng and He Yili are not restless."

Heyisheng was formerly known as Shengyi.

He Yizhong was formerly known as He Zhong.

The predecessors were Bai Libo and Gao Lao.

After Bailibo's death, Zhang Guobin took advantage of the situation to sort out and Shengyi's internal forces, and promoted a white paper fan Xu Shushu, who had seniority and real power, as a sitter. Ability to jump wildly, there is only one straw sandal named "Shanrenjian" left, and there are more than 300 people, He Yizhong is even worse, sitting in the middle of the meeting, seeing the situation is not good, he just sneaked away and swept away the company's stock account , a bank loan is waiting to be filled by He Yizhong's brothers.

The new restaurant "Lettuce" is a small print that has been out of fashion for more than ten years. It was still prosperous back then, and now it is directly pushed out to take the lead.

Zhang Guobin has not yet intervened in He Yizhong's affairs, and He Yizhong is on the verge of falling apart. It is normal to be lured by Xinji Duan Long with money.

As for Shenghe, it was renamed Heyihe, and Helianhe was renamed Heyilian. The priority of naming was determined according to the size of the font and the level of merit and crime. For example,

"He Yihe" has five brands that want to change their names. They are well-established names in the Jianghu.

"oh?"

"Do you think Heyi's interior is messy?" Zhang Guobin leaned on the sofa, closed his suit, and looked at him with interesting eyes.

Li Chenghao shook his head, flicked the soot, and denied: "Of course not! If you give me another three hundred elite soldiers, after two days, He Yi will only have one voice!"

"Just a little clown."

Li Chenghao showed disdain, and his tone was contemptuous, and he regarded him as a local chicken wag.

Zhang Guobin really thought that the Second Route Marshal had some opinion, but unexpectedly, he took the head of the enemy general directly and cut the mess with a sharp knife.

He shook his head and educated: "If we do this, how can we trust us in the future? No matter what they did in the past, they are still a family now, and the family must abide by the rules. They will cut off people's heads at every turn, and brothers will turn against each other. "

"We're all going to treat them like brothers and sisters."

"Talk to them well."

Li Chenghao twitched the corners of his mouth and lowered his head: "Okay, Brother Bin."

"I'm going to have a good chat with them."

"Forget it."

Zhang Guobin shook his head: "When the meeting is held, we can chat in front of the brothers."

"Remember, don't do it in private!"

"Let's be honest."

Li Chenghao agreed: "Don't worry."

"Bingo."

"Um."

Zhang Guobin nodded, looked at him, and asked with concern: "How is the injury?"

After the battle, Li Chenghao was injured and admitted to the hospital. He had a full 73 stitches sealed. His back was full of scars, but many of the incisions were not deep, leaving only shallow scars. Only three scars were like centipedes. The back is awakened, and the dragon dances wildly.

And he never left any wounds on his front, chest and abdomen, which is enough to show that the blood fighting kung fu is sharp!

Li Chenghao was discharged from the hospital in half a month due to his strong body, and he could move freely.

"My injury doesn't need to be healed!"

"The more you kill, the more energetic you will be!"

Li Chenghao threw off his suit and stood up, full of arrogance.

Zhang Guobin looked at him helplessly: "In the future, you don't have to go to the blood fight in person. The club raises so many youngsters."

"Dazai is also my brother."

Li Chenghao said firmly: "Which brother stepped forward to fight for his life, and I watched from the side?"

"Bingge, you are the leader of the restaurant, and your company has a different future, but I'm just a second-line marshal. If I don't kill people, others think that He Yihai can't kill people anymore."

"It's a pity that I didn't have more sword skills with Ah King back then."

Li Chenghao looked a little gloomy.

Zhang Guobin sighed: "In the evening, let's go back to the house and have dinner together. My sister-in-law made soup together."

Li Chenghao nodded.

"Beep beep."

Zhang Guobin picked up the mobile phone, lowered his head to open the number cover, pressed a number one by one to dial out a series of numbers, and after a brief waiting tone, someone answered the phone, "Big brother."

Wen Qiren was sitting in the office, browsing the documents, with a relaxed tone.

At this time, the place where the two are located is only alone.

Zhang Guobin smoked a cigar, looked thoughtful, and asked aloud, "Have you investigated the matter with Yisheng?"

Wen Qiren picked up the coffee cup, took a sip, and said simply and neatly, "Investigate it earlier."

"Shan Renjian is secretly engaged in the business of abducting and selling children. The police have been watching him for many years, but Shan Renjian is more clever in his work. He has never been able to investigate his criminal evidence. With the information you provided, the intelligence department is very convenient. At present, Ma Boy, nanny, snakehead, coachman, the whole line is completely locked."

"Is the case entrusted to you?"

Wen Qiren asked.

Zhang Guobin shook his head: "Just report to the reporter."

"I will send someone to do it."

"I see."

Wen Qiren put down the coffee cup, with a hint of murderous intent in his tone.

Zhang Guobin hung up the phone, frowning, and murderous intent appeared in his heart.

Some things directly point to the morality of people's hearts,

Innermost conscience,

If you do it, you should kill it!

he is black

It must be darker than him!

Wen Qiren put the phone back to its original place, stood up with the folder in hand, pushed open the glass door of the office, walked out of the intelligence department, took the elevator to Ji, strode to the door of the superintendent's office, raised his hand and gently opened the door, and got the superintendent's consent , pushed open the door and said, "Liu si!"

"Sir Wen?"

Liu Jianwen looked at Junyan from the intelligence department who came suddenly, with doubts in his eyes, but he stood up politely, raised his hand and asked, "Please sit down."

"I have information to report!" Wen Qiren didn't sit down, handed out the folder with both hands, stood in front of him and said: "This information is very important!

With a solemn expression, Liu Jianwen took the folder with one hand, leaned on his back with the other hand, and opened the file to read: "Heji Shengyi's good man Jian?"

"right.

Wen Qiren said: "This shopkeeper turned into a children's business. According to the number of missing children reported in Xiangjiang, a total of more than 600 children have been abducted by benevolent people in the past seven years."

"Among them, the New Territories and Kowloon have the largest number of reported cases, accounting for half of them. Shanrenjian's children's business accounts for two-thirds of Xiangjiang, Liu Si."

Liu Jianwen took out a photo inside and looked at a corpse of a child that was fished out of a pond in the photo. The corpse of the child was unrecognizable and swollen, showing a giant appearance. He could only vaguely recognize the child in terms of size and clothes...

Wen Qiren took a deep breath: "Good people usually only abduct children under the age of five, some are sold to Guangdong Province, some are sold to Southeast Asia, Singapore, the lucky ones are adopted by parents who are unable to conceive, and the unlucky ones are trained as militiamen. , veterans, criminals, and some of them are child brides-in-law, or sold to stables abroad."

"I have imagined in my life that people can use trading. After selling it once, they are forced again and again. Moreover, good people only buy and sell children who don't remember anything. As long as they remember who their parents are, they will be brutally killed."

"The child in the photo is named Ah Xin. His parents opened a convenience store in Causeway Bay. He was punished for shouting out his mother's name. According to the forensic examination, he was humiliated before his death."

Liu Jianwen's hand holding the photo trembled a little.

"damn it!"

A curse came out of his teeth.

"Liu si, I am an estate boy from a housing estate in Kowloon. When I was young, I also fought like bad boys. At that time, I didn't know what the law was, but my boss taught me four words. It's just and fair!"

Wen Qiren stood at attention and saluted, and said: "The intelligence department has already done an intelligence investigation, please remember to send someone to do something, and immediately kill the trafficking organization of the good man!"

"I would like to take the intelligence department to participate in front-line operations!"

Liu Jianwen took a long breath, calmed down, and closed the document neatly: "Although the police still call Shengyi Heji, Shengyi is already a club of Heyi, and all actions involving Heyi must be reported to Cai. Sir report."

"You wait for my news."

Wen Qiren nodded: "yes, sir."

Cai Jinping approved the report quickly after receiving the report, and explained to Liu Jianwen: "In the near future, the goal of World War II operations is to divide and disintegrate peacekeeping. !"

"It's a good job, next time I ask Sir Chen to play, and I'll take you with me."

Liu Jianwen looked happy, stood at attention and saluted: "Thank you, sir!"

"Group A is here for a meeting!"

"Notify Sir Wen of the Situation Intelligence Section."

"Yes!"

"Sir!"

O note, office area.

A group of people quickly moved into action.

New Territories.

Sha Tin.