Hong Kong variety show, I am a charming cop.

Chapter 313 Zhu Huabiao



Chapter 313 Zhu Huabiao

Chapter 313 Zhu Huabiao

Zhu Huabiao said with some concern, "Fu Rong and his gang are very clever. I'm afraid they'll see through us, and then all our efforts will be in vain."

Li Jian asked, "9000 million US dollars, let alone your acting, even the White House, those ruthless criminals would dare to break in."

By the way, is Interpol headquarters safe? If someone gets their hands on that $9000 million, we'll be left without any leverage.

Zhu Huabiao said, "Of course it's safe. Those foreigners have very advanced security systems. I heard that their evidence vaults are all fingerprint locks. Unless their superior goes there in person, they can't open them at all."

"Fingerprint lock?"

Li Jian had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

As the saying goes, it's not the thief you should fear, but the one who has his eye on you.

Even in the most secure prison, some people can still escape.

Anything becomes infinitely possible once the element of uncertainty—human beings—is introduced.

Li Jian asked, "Where is the person in charge of the evidence vault? I need to see him immediately."

Yang Zhilong laughed: "You've come to the right person. This man is called Richard. I met him two years ago when we were cracking down on flour in the United States. I even got his phone number and told him to call me when he comes to Hong Kong."

Li Jian clapped his hands and said, "Ask him where he is now."

"Now? Wouldn't that be a bit too hasty?"

Yang Zhilong glanced at his watch; it was already noon, lunchtime.

Li Jian said, "Fu Rong escaped, and he is now in the most danger. I think his life is more precious than those empty formalities."

Seeing how serious Li Jian was, Yang Zhilong nodded and said, "Okay, I'll call him now."

Yang Zhilong took out his phone and dialed a number: "Hey Richard, it's me, Ah Long... What, you're eating at a Western restaurant on Murray Road in Central right now?"

Oh, no, that's not true. I just heard you're taking a job in Hong Kong Island and wanted to invite you to come in for a chat.

Li Jian mouthed something to the side.

Yang Zhilong saw this and quickly said, "Okay, wait for me there, I'll be there soon."

Li Jian patted Huang Bingyao on the shoulder and said, "Huang sir, your colleagues from Hong Kong Island are coming over, aren't you going to treat them to a meal? If people find out, they'll say our local Serious Crimes Unit is impolite."

Huang Bingyao patted his belly: "I had almost forgotten about it if you hadn't mentioned it. Come on, let's go to Central for dinner!"

Central.

Murray Road.

The weather was clear and cloudless.

The temperature was a bit high on Easter Sunday, and pedestrians on the street were dressed lightly. Many pretty girls in tattered clothes were even using parasols for shade.

Li Jian's BMW led the way, with Fei Sha and others following behind in their cars.

The group, consisting of five cars, drove in a grand procession into Murray Road in Central.

The convoy slowly drove onto Murray Road and eventually stopped in front of a luxury office building.

Li Jian pushed open the car door, got out, and coldly scanned the surroundings.

Yang Zhilong also got out of the car, looked at the roadside sign and said, "This is it."

"Ah Ao, you and Jiaju stay outside and keep watch. Report to me immediately if you find anything suspicious. If there's not enough time, you can handle it yourself."

Li Jian instructed into the headset: "Go ahead and do it boldly. I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong."

"Roger that!"

Qiu Gang'ao answered very decisively.

Zhu Huabiao's eyes revealed envy when he heard Li Jian's words.

As a police officer who dares to fight and charge forward, he desperately hopes that he can also meet a leader like Li Jian who is responsible.

Instead of being like Guan Yuecheng, who takes all the good things for himself and pushes all the bad things onto his brothers.

Yang Zhilong instructed, "Ah Biao, you and Li Sir's men guard the door."

Zhu Huabiao asked, "What, am I not going in with them?"

Li Jian said, "This is a place to eat. If so many of us go in, we'll be too conspicuous. If Fu Rong and his gang are also inside, we'll be exposed immediately."

Don't worry, I'll pack some for you later, I promise you'll eat your fill.

Zhu Huabiao retorted, "Li sir, I'm not doing this for the food."

Qiu Gang'ao put his arm around his neck: "Brother Biao, just do as Brother Jian tells us. By the way, let's get acquainted. My name is Qiu Gang'ao. Like you, I'm a police chief."

Zhu Huabiao looked at Qiu Gang'ao in surprise: "Wow, don't lie to me about how little I studied. You're so young and you're already a police chief? Is it because you studied so well?"

Qiu Gang'ao shook his head: "No, I get a headache just looking at books with words on them. I'll explain it to you slowly."

Li Jian, Huang Bingyao, Yang Zhilong, and Fei Sha entered the restaurant.

Huang Bingyao and Fei Sha both have generic faces; they are middle-aged, greasy men.

This kind of person is perfect to be a paparazzi; they'd be undetectable even if thrown into a crowd.

"Old Yang, where is that Richard you mentioned?"

After settling down, Li Jian took the menu and asked for directions.

Yang Zhilong remained calm, his eyes fixed on the menu, and said, "It's the fat guy by the railing, sitting opposite a woman."

Li Jian glanced at it quickly and said, "Damn, can Interpol officers not care about their physique? This isn't a police officer, he's a pig!"

Huang Bingyao and Fei Sha looked down at their bellies, then at Richard sitting next to them, and both felt that Li Jian was making veiled criticisms.

Li Jian quickly explained, "Don't misunderstand, I'm not targeting you two. I'm saying that police officers should pay more attention to their image management, otherwise the people of Hong Kong Island will form a stereotype when they see so many fat police officers."

Huang Bingyao gritted his teeth and said, "Enough! Stop talking! Or I'll sue you for defamation!"

Just as the two were about to start arguing again, Qiu Gang'ao's voice came through the earpiece: "Brother Jian, suspicious personnel have entered!"

Li Jian and Huang Bingyao immediately shut up and both looked toward the door.

Three people entered the restaurant.

The leader had a crew cut and was carrying a large travel bag on his back. The bag was bulging and looked quite heavy.

The second one was a man with flowing long hair, a pig nose, and a face full of acne scars; he looked to be of British descent.

"It's a little bird!"

Yang Zhilong's hand unconsciously reached behind his waist, but Li Jian grabbed it and said, "Don't be impulsive. There are too many people here. Do you want to kill a few innocent citizens and make headlines tomorrow?"

Yang Zhilong thought about it and realized he was right. "Are we just going to stand by and watch him take Richard away?"

Li Jian said, "Their target is $9000 million. Even if they take Richard away, they will definitely go to headquarters."

"And what about Richard?"

Yang Zhilong somewhat understood what Li Jian was thinking.

Li Jian shrugged and said, "Who cares? Interpol is at most a half-colleague. Since we've entered this line of work, we have to be prepared to sacrifice ourselves at any time, right?"

Uh--

Yang Zhilong felt that something was wrong, but it also sounded very reasonable and he couldn't refute it.

Li Jian raised his hand and said, "Foreigner!"

A waiter came over and said, "Hello, sir, it's a pleasure to serve you."


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