"Sir Zhuang."

"This man..." Yuan Haoyun was wearing a jacket, his tone was hesitant, and he was a little suspicious.

Zhuang Shikai turned to look at him: "Do your job well."

"do not think too much."

He patted Yuan Haoyun on the shoulder and said comforting words.

Yuan Haoyun must have seen something.

But as an informant...it happens that he occasionally shoots his own people twice.

Although it should be avoided as much as possible, there is nothing you can do if it does happen. It all depends on risk estimation.

From Yuan Haoyun's point of view, he only shot the enemy, which was not a mistake at all.

Jiang Lang can only be given the best treatment and the best treatment.

Fortunately, "Jiang Lang" was not shot to death, otherwise he would not be able to be saved, and he would have suffered a big loss!

Zhuang Shikai's conscience would also be filled with regrets.

Damn it! Yuan Haoyun is such a talent! When he noticed the criminal was escaping, he rushed to the second floor window and opened fire, knocking Jiang Lang down with one shot. This shooting technique was really amazing! He is worthy of being a talent from the Flying Tigers!

Now "Jiang Lang" doesn't have to think about how to go back and deal with Johnny Wang.

Send directly to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Just recover from the injury and return to the police force.

Now the special car has taken Jiang Lang away.

Are there any other dead or shot Ma Zai at the scene?

Haha, they have to wait for the mission hospital's white car to arrive and take them to the hospital one by one. The doctor will confirm their death and sign their names and send them to the morgue.

You cannot enjoy first aid treatment!

That’s the treatment only your own people have!

"Yes, sir." Yuan Haoyun nodded, with guilt on his face. He took a deep breath and quickly adjusted his mood.

He hid the guilt deep in his heart and decided to wait until his "colleague" woke up and personally bring fruits to apologize to his colleagues. He also expressed respect to his colleagues.

In fact, Yuan Haoyun did not know Jiang Lang's identity when he fired the gun, but when he walked down the stairs quickly, he accidentally discovered a bullet hole in the wall.

The angle of that bullet hole is very tricky!

It must be Sir Zhuang’s marksmanship!

But how sharp is Mr. Zhuang’s marksmanship? If you say you can hit a fly with its left wing, you will never hit a fly with its right wing!

Yuan Haoyun has followed Zhuang Shikai and trained in the Flying Tigers for many years. He not only knows and understands it, but also has a deep understanding of it.

When he saw that Sir Zhuang's shot missed, the first thing he thought about was not "Why did the shot go wrong?" but "Why didn't it hit?"

Immediately, the experience in Yuan Haoyun's head began to come into play. He quickly reviewed the scene and immediately realized that something was wrong with the overall situation.

He probably shot the informant!

Sir Zhuang let go of his own people!

"Ding ding ding."

Yunlou Teahouse.

layer.

The phone rang quickly.

Zhuang Shikai looked back at the phone, quickly stepped forward and picked up the phone: "Who are you?"

The teahouse owner and several waiters were standing nearby. They were more sensible and did not dare to answer the phone randomly.

The phone number on the second floor of the teahouse was cut off, and after inquiries from the police headquarters, it was reasonable to call the number on the first floor.

Yuan Haoyun followed to the side and stood two meters away, waiting for the commander's order.

Almost everyone present could guess that the call must have come from the police force.

Sure enough, the other side of the phone immediately rang out with a clear reply from an "O Ji" policewoman: "O Ji Wu Qiaojun!"

"Sir Zhuang! Do you need any support?"

Policewoman O clearly knew what was going on in Kowloon.

Zhuang Shikai said calmly: "Kowloon District, bring the teahouse for a shootout."

"It's just a little trouble."

The implication is that the matter has been resolved and police support is no longer needed.

Of course, when colleagues in the Kowloon district receive news of the shooting in the downtown area, they will definitely send people to the scene to help. The police cars are already parked on the street, so there is no one to clean up the scene.

"Yes, sir." The policewoman responded solemnly first, and then continued: "According to the response from Group O and C, they searched the morgue and basement of Mingxin Hospital and found a large amount of arms! Including

RPG and other high-power weapons!”

"Due to the huge amount of arms inventory and its dangerous nature, Group C has contacted the Central Administration and dispatched an armed convoy from Hong Kong Island to transport and transfer the arms..."

These processes are all choices made by O in compliance with regulations and circumstances, and there are no principles or responsibilities for mistakes.

After all, Mingxin Hospital is a hospital!

The medical staff and patients inside are all the primary targets of protection!

When a large number of arms appear, the first choice must be transportation and transfer. It is impossible to store them in the hospital for a long time.

Several departments in the Hong Kong Island Region are assisting in accordance with the procedures. Although the nature of the matter is to report to Chief Zhuang, Chief Zhuang was busy with work just now and could not receive the call.

In view of the urgent situation, the Hong Kong Island Region naturally dispatched vehicles and personnel in advance, and then reported to the superior.

All procedures are correct!

There’s nothing wrong with choosing them all!

But after Zhuang Shikai heard what the policewoman said, his heart skipped a beat and he raised his eyebrows: "I know!"

"Tell Group C immediately! Strict security will be maintained during the arms transfer process! Strengthen security!"

According to police regulations, these police stations must be moved to a sparsely populated garrison camp in the suburbs of the New Territories and placed in a military warehouse for storage.

Because the quantity of arms exceeds a certain level, it is inconvenient for the police to control them. Firstly, they are afraid that the police force will strengthen and the force will cross the line. Secondly, they are afraid that improper storage may cause an explosion.

The warehouse of "Johnny Wang" has undoubtedly met the requirements. It will be sent directly to the suburbs of the New Territories, and the police department has no space to store it.

When transferring from Central to the New Territories, the distance is immediately lengthened and there are more uncontrollable factors in between.

Although the garrison camp will also send vehicles to take over, it is not safe enough for both parties to set off at the same time, and most of the way.

Although Zhuang Shikai remembers that "Johnny Wang" has never robbed a police vehicle, everything cannot be done according to memory!

After all, in the plot of the movie, the gunfight at the tea house was not initiated by "Johnny Wang", but was arranged by the police to arrest him. The police did not skip the early investigation and directly destroy the arsenal, and there was no so-called "behind the scenes"

boss".

Now things have changed!

Since "Johnny Wang" dared to send people to attack the police force, he would most likely rob the escort vehicle and take back the arms in the warehouse!

For more than ten years, Zhuang Shikai's rich experience in handling cases told him that "Johnny Wang" is a person who has the courage to go to war with the police force! You must be careful and careful!

At this moment, Zhuang Shikai had a strong premonition in his heart!

The female police officer "O Ji" responded with a serious tone: "Yes! Sir!"

Zhuang Shikai pondered for a moment, still a little worried, took the phone, and finally gave the order: "Notify the Flying Tigers to dispatch! Helicopter support! Follow up with the escort team throughout the entire process!"

"Yes, sir!" Policewoman O answered the call again, "Pah!" Zhuang Shikai then put down the phone.

"Sir Zhuang, what's going on?" Yuan Haoyun asked from the side.

From his analysis of Sir Zhuang's expression, tone, and the conversation he heard just now, it seemed that something big was about to happen.

Zhuang Shikai put his hand into the lining of his suit, took out a credit card from the lining, slapped it on the tea shop counter, pushed it towards the tea shop owner on the left, motioned the boss to come forward with his eyes, waited until the boss took two steps forward, and then spoke

He said: "Uncle Wen! The credit limit on the card is one hundred thousand. You can find a bank to clear it and it will be considered as compensation for the police force."

This incident did indeed cause some losses to the tea house. The police force could make up for the loss of hardware, but it could not make up for the loss of diners' popularity...

If there are gun battles and crossfires in restaurants and teahouses on Hong Kong Island, business will definitely be bad in the short term.

This doesn't require market research. Everyone knows about the guys who work in the police force every day.

What's more, Zhuang Shikai was a regular customer of Yunlai Tea House and was very familiar with the owner "Uncle Wen". He should have been willing to give "Uncle Wen" a personal compensation.

Others don't know it, but he has a clear conscience. What happened was that he took the initiative to choose the location of the teahouse and deliberately set up a trap in the teahouse. If he caused losses, he should allocate money.

Sir Zhuang is not a humble person! One hundred thousand dollars is just right! Meaningful.

"Uncle Wen" did not dare to reach out for the card. He waved his hand repeatedly and said in a loud voice, "Officer Zhuang is too polite! I will ask the police to apply for compensation. I don't need you to pay any personal compensation."

The third-generation successor of Yunlai Teahouse, a teahouse owner in his forties, is a sophisticated person. He neither accepts money nor resists in vain. He just doesn’t accept Mr. Zhuang’s money and goes to the police to get it.
To be continued...