"All clues point to Song Huaqiang, why not detain him for interrogation?" Although Murong Xiaoxue successfully completed several missions under the leadership of Liu Boyang in the past and was promoted to an elite within the security team, she is still young after all.

He had a strong sense of justice and was unclear about the black and white inside stories. At this time, he raised questions angrily. "There is no way. Song Huaqiang ordered his subordinates to do these things. He has sufficient evidence of alibi."

Inspector Wang Sir of the Crime Unit spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Then catch the murderer and search for him step by step." Murong Xiaoxue insisted!

"The murderer? If I guessed correctly, the murderer has long since escaped to the Philippines or Malaysia and is enjoying a beach bath."

"Then, is there nothing we can do?"

"Song Huaqiang's file in the police station is more than five feet thick. If we could have caught him, we would have caught him long ago. Macau is a legal society and we cannot arrest people without evidence, so we can only watch him get away with it."

Murong Xiaoxue frowned and looked at Liu Zhentian. Liu Zhentian could only sigh. If it were in the mainland, no matter what kind of resistance there was, he would dare to arrest people first and then interrogate them, but this is Macau after all.

, Mainland agents have no law enforcement power, only the right to cooperate, so although Liu Zhentian was also full of anger in his heart, he could only remain silent.

"Forget it, I'll treat you to dinner tonight. The roast goose in Heishahuan North Alley is quite famous." Sir Wang patted Murong Xiaoxue on the shoulder, turned around and left, but saw this female colleague from mainland China suddenly running straight towards her.

Song Huaqiang left.

As an agent on a business trip in Macau, she represents the image of a mainland spy. Murong Xiaoxue did not wear T-shirts and jeans as casually as before, but a smart white shirt, low-waisted slim trousers and black leather high heels. She

The entertainment reporters who couldn't help but separate from the gossips walked up to the Rolls-Royce and shouted: "Song Huaqiang!"

Shocking!

Song Huaqiang, who had just sat in the Rolls-Royce, looked startled. No one had called him the name "Song Huaqiang" for a long time. When he was a gangster in Shalitou, everyone called him Qiangzi. Later, because of his hard work,

He rose to prominence, could fight and kill, and turned into a strong brother. Later, his business grew bigger and bigger, the association turned into a company, and he also opened a film and television company under his name. Drug trafficking, gambling, fraud, and black money exchanged for counterfeit money were all passed through.

Movie making was laundered into legal funds, he also applied for a license, bought a gambling boat, and his business spanned Hong Kong, Macau and mainland China. The senior officials of Bai Dao gave him face. Brothers on the road always respectfully called "Qiang Ye" when they met, even if they were from the Macau General Police District.

When the secretary comes, he also wants to address him as Mr. Song. Now, suddenly, a strange girl pops up and shouts Song Huaqiang. How can we not surprise him!

The reaction ability of entertainment reporters was surprisingly fast, and they focused their cameras on Murong Xiaoxue. Murong Xiaoxue said righteously to Song Huaqiang who was sitting in the car: "Song Huaqiang, remember one sentence: Skynet is vast, sparse but not sparse."

Leak! Don’t think you can escape the punishment of the law!”

The flash lights suddenly flashed. Although Song Huaqiang is a famous figure in the world, he has never experienced such a thing. Being pointed and scolded by a little girl in her twenties in front of so many people is the best thing for those who are in the world.

To save face, isn't this equivalent to slapping him in the face in public?!

Song Huaqiang's face turned blue and white. He was about to curse, but was stopped by the lawyer, who pointed out that this was a public place and any inappropriate expression would affect his image. So Song Huaqiang just gave Murong Xiaoxue a meaningful look.

He raised the window and left, but one of his royal lawyers stayed and challenged Murong Xiaoxue on the spot: "Jinggong, please tell me your name and class. I want to file a complaint with your superior and sue you for slandering Song Dynasty."

gentlemen!"

Murong Xiaoxue said proudly: "Murong Xiaoxue! Special investigator from the Capital Security Group, just go ahead and file a complaint!"

Only then did the reporters notice that the female police officer spoke standard Mandarin. It turned out that she was a senior sister from mainland China. They immediately surrounded her as if they had discovered a new world, asking questions in broken Mandarin, but what they cared about was

It's not the case, but the mainland sister herself.

The royal lawyer was also slightly stunned. He didn't expect that this young girl was actually a member of the capital's security team. The security team has always been a mysterious department. It is above everything else in the mainland. The Public Security Bureau and even the military system must be at the mercy of it.

, the other party’s background is not as trivial as imagined!

Faced with the random questions from entertainment reporters, Murong Xiaoxue did not answer at all. She said categorically to the camera: "Our mission is to recover the stolen money. Those money are the hard-earned money of our domestic people, so no matter how many difficulties we face,

, we will never back down!"

"Sister, what you just said to Mr. Song are you trying to intimidate him?" an entertainment reporter who was worried about the world being in chaos asked deliberately.

"It's not a threat, it's a fact! Any young person who dares to challenge the law and justice will be severely punished by the law. Whether it is Song Huaqiang or Li Huaqiang, as long as they break the law, they will go to jail!"

"Senior sister, if the police still can't find evidence to prosecute Mr. Song, what are you going to do?" Another reporter asked.

"I believe that the Macau police will never let go of any bad guy!" Murong Xiaoxue said sonorously! But as if this sentence was not enough to express her confidence, Murong Xiaoxue took the microphone in the reporter's hand and faced the camera

The camera said: "Song Huaqiang, you'd better wash your butt and prepare to go to jail."

After Murong Xiaoxue said these words, she threw back the phone and turned around to leave. The flashlights and shutter sounds kept ringing behind her. The colleagues in the serious crime team at the door of the police station looked at this mainland colleague with fear, saying in their hearts that Officer Murong was really

Dare I say it, if a Macau police officer spoke like this to the media, he would probably be suspended immediately.

Liu Zhentian felt quite helpless when he saw this scene. From the girl Murong Xiaoxue, he saw the shadow of his son Liu Boyang, who was so lawless and did things regardless of the consequences. At the same time, he could also see the influence Liu Boyang had on Murong Xiaoxue.

How deep!

…

In Taishan, in a villa on the top of the mountain, the huge LCD TV was playing the scene just before the police station. Song Huaqiang's embarrassed face, the mainland female jing's extremely arrogant expression, and the final speech to the camera, all deeply touched me.

This stabbed the self-esteem of Song Huaqiang's henchmen, and Song Huaqiang's son Song Yaolong immediately said that he would send someone to kill the female prostitute!

"No one is allowed to mess around!" Song Huaqiang appeared with a glass of red wine. He looked at his son and younger brothers seriously and said in a lecturing tone: "The news will be broadcast in the morning, and something will happen to the police in the evening. Isn't this obvious?

Tell everyone, did I do this? Aaron, you are not young anymore, can you be smarter? You are so reckless, how can I dare to hand over my business to you in the future?"

Song Yaolong is the only son of Song Huaqiang. He is just twenty-six years old this year. He has a fierce look on his face. He wears a silver dress and has a very majestic figure. He likes to spend money like water and alcohol. Basically, all the female artists under the name of Neptune Entertainment are like this.

He had had a relationship with him, but he had been living under his father's shadow for a long time. When Song Huaqiang got angry, he didn't dare to contradict him even a word, but after Song Huaqiang left, he called a few of his capable men over.

.

"Anan, you find some fresh faces and make that female police officer from mainland China." Song Yaolong said, playing with a pocket-sized Malay knife in his hand.

"Brother Long, didn't the boss say we won't touch her?" A guy named Anan came over quickly and said.
Chapter completed!