"It's not enough." Zhuang Shikai smiled at Lin Guoxiong and said, "This picture..."

"More than handsome, but not powerful enough!"

"It's not powerful enough..." Lin Guoxiong thought for a moment and nodded slightly: "This photo is indeed enough to set off a wave of public opinion. You can accuse the DCP of violating police regulations. Normally it would be enough to launch a complaint, but now the DCP is carrying the British flag, whether it is the Chief Justice

Even if the Governor of Hong Kong is on his side, it will definitely be difficult to influence the DCP."

There are normal ways of playing in peacetime, and there are wartime rules in wartime.

Now that the British and Chinese forces are at war, it can be regarded as "wartime", so some things that would be influential in normal times are less interesting now.

What's more, the DCP personally leads the police to fight against drug dealers, and public opinion will be more tolerant of him. It's really not interesting to just look at a photo, but this photo is also a bargaining chip, hold it slowly in your hand, and you can use it with other people in the future.

Put the chips together, smash them down in one fell swoop, and kill the DCP in one fell swoop.

Although it is a stain, the Public Relations Department still made a great contribution! It was indeed very rewarding that the people were not deployed in vain.

Zhuang Shikai nodded: "That's right."

"I will accept this photo."

"You continue to keep an eye on the DCP's actions." He covered the photo with a document, then opened the drawer and put the document into the cabinet.

"Yes, private!" Lin Guoxiong raised his hand in salute and loudly agreed.

Then he turned around and left with his back straight. Guan Li and Zeng Xiangrong pushed the door open and walked into the room.

Now it is wartime, soldiers are arranging their troops, and the chief officers of various departments are queuing up to receive them, one after another. The office of the Senior Assistant Director, both inside and outside, has a busy and serious look.

"Zhuang privater!"

"Zhuang privater!" Guan Li and Zeng Xiangrong stood side by side, one on the left and one on the right, wearing suits and raising their hands to salute, greeting the superior.

Zhuang Shikai stood and nodded towards them: "Have you had breakfast?"

"have eaten."

Mr. Zhuang did not talk about business directly, but first greeted him to express his concern for his subordinates.

Guan Li and Zeng Xiangrong answered at the same time.

"Um."

He nodded and then said to Guan Li: "The anti-drug team did a good job and successfully led Wang Anqi into a trap. Don't let me down next time..."

Guan Li's expression became serious, knowing that Zhuang Private wanted to talk about business.

Mr. Zhuang continued: "Now you lead the anti-drug team to transport the goods back to the police station from outside. Let's close the case first."

"Yes, private!" Guan Li raised his hand in salute and replied solemnly.

Zhuang Shikai then supported the table with his hands and said to him: "In addition, the death of Viper Bing was a bit tragic. Although the drug dealer died unjustly, he was working for us after all, and he was an informant. We have to show some humane care..."

"You can deduct a two-year informant fee from the anti-drug team's account and send it to Viper Bing's sister."

"I remember that his sister's name is Madonna, and she still owes a sum of money to the 'Golizan' in Mong Kok. I asked her to cross out the debt so that she wouldn't end up as a lady in Malan."

Mr. Zhuang remembers that "Madonna" is pretty good-looking, but it would be a pity to work as a young lady in Malan. Isn't it easy to just take money, cross off the account, and then buy a set of clothes to catch a rich husband?

Otherwise, if you really go to the stable to be a young lady? You will definitely become popular, but no matter how beautiful a woman is, she picks up dozens of men a day and gives them turns to play with, and she will succeed or fail in a year and a half.

"Understood." Guan Li nodded and had no objection to this.

The anti-drug team's affairs have been explained.

Zhuang Shikai looked at Zeng Xiangrong again: "Private Zeng, how's the investigation department going?"

Zeng Xiangrong said with a serious expression: "Now the Investigation Section is jointly handling the case with the Intelligence Section. While we are secretly investigating Wang Anqi's account, we are sending an eavesdropping team from the Intelligence Section to monitor Wang Anqi."

"There are two situations to mention. First, we were blocked by ICAC when investigating the account. Some permissions cannot be bypassed by ICAC, but were rejected by IACA."

"Two, Wang Anqi went to meet with some big British bosses last night. They talked about ten o'clock in the evening. This is the tape."

Zeng Xiangrong handed a paper bag to the table with both hands.

"ICAC, the big British boss, haha." Mr. Zhuang impatiently twisted his neck, moved his joints, and chuckled twice: "Continue to investigate! We want to have evidence to bring down Wang Anqi before the 18th."

"Yes! Sir!" Zeng Xiangrong stood at attention and saluted, with a serious expression on his face. He could only work hard.

As for the date of the 18th? In fact, it was not set by Wang Anqi, but by Zhuang Private for Wang Anqi, and also by Zhuang Private for himself!

There is still one week to go.

This week is not so much the time for the "Thunder Anti-Drug" operation, but rather the time line for the two sides to fight and determine the winner.

At that time, Mr. Zhuang used public opinion to spread the rumors and announced the date of the 18th, which was the time for the British and Football forces to cause trouble and see how much trouble the British forces could cause.

The more things the other party does, the more likely they are to catch evidence to defeat Wang Anqi.

This idea is a bit like a "hundred-regiment battle". If you want to fight, fight the big ones, don't fight the small ones.

By the way, Mr. Zhuang should also set aside some time for himself so as not to be caught off guard by any emergencies.

Of course, although Operation No. 18 is over, the drugs can be shipped back and the case closed in advance! Let’s take credit first, consolidate our advantages, and master the basics, and then we can slowly play with Mr. Wang.

Anyway, as long as Luo Maosen's batch of drugs is in the hands of Zhuang Private, and Operation Thunder is closed by Zhuang Private first, it will be impossible for the ghost guys to obtain more than 1,000 kilograms of drugs, and Wang Anqi's anti-drug operation will inevitably fail.

Become a laughing stock.

Zhuang privater will win on his behalf.

That batch of drugs was previously hidden in a warehouse outside. Now it is transported back to the police station, and then some small drug dealers will be caught to make up the number. It is perfect.

Of course, it is impossible to rely on small drug dealers to collect 1,000 kilograms.

Unless Wang Anqi goes to touch the Ni family!

But he doesn’t have the ability!

Facts have proved that there is nothing wrong with small drug dealers hiding their heads and tails, but Ni Yongxiao is more clever...

…

"Madonna, right?" At noon, Guan Li wore his uniform and drove to the suburbs, in front of a private house.

"Da da da." He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

A beautiful-looking woman, wearing a floral blouse, opened the wooden door with two white and tender arms, looked outside and asked: "April, who are you looking for?"

Madonna doesn't sell drugs, but she's not afraid of the police.

Of course, she knew it well and would not look down upon the police officer who came to her door. Her pretty face was full of vigilance.

Guan Li did not make things difficult for her, but took out a thick envelope, stuffed it into her arms and said: "Viper Bing's informant fee."

"Informant fee? When did Brother Bing become your informant?" Madonna held the envelope in her hand, felt the thickness of the banknote, and her expression suddenly changed: "Are you lying to me?"

"I'm from the anti-drug team." Guan Li looked at him deeply, turned his head and left, stepping into the car.

"I'll help you cross out Gao Lizan's account." Guan Li sat in the car, lowered the window, and yelled at her.

Madonna was already holding the envelope, with tears streaming down her face.

Every fool knows that the police cannot be kind to drug dealers unless the drug dealers...

"Zizi." Mr. Zhuang was sitting in the office and inserted an audio tape into the player: "What's going on! Why is there no goods in the truck?"

The scene from last night is reproduced in the player.

Wang Anqi was wearing a suit, standing in the living room, pointing at a big boss and roaring loudly.

The president of HSBC wiped the saliva from his face with his hands and didn't seem to mind. He just said with a solemn expression: "There must be something wrong with it!"

"As for where the problem lies? We will definitely send someone to investigate and give you an explanation."

President Jiadao stood up and handed a cigar to Wang Anqi. The cigar had been cut and lit. Wang Anqi reached out to take it and put it in his mouth, taking a deep breath: "Huh..."

He exhaled in a very thick voice, clearly full of resentment. President Swire said: "Don't worry, Mr. Wang, no matter who takes away a thousand kilograms of goods, we will have to spit out this batch of goods!

"

"I have just transferred a group of fierce men to help you!" President Taikoo showed an arrogant expression on his face, raised his nail polished palms, slapped twice, and said in a loud voice: "Brother Pa!

"

"Brother Pa", wearing a suit with a rough expression and a beard on his face, walked out of the driver's room: "My brother and I just collect money to do things."

"Whether it's a big boss or a senior executive of the police force."

Brother Pa held a chicken leg in his hand and chewed it while saying.

One by one, his brothers walked out of the room, stood behind him, and stared at the deputy director.

"Chinese?" Wang Anqi was a little surprised.

The Swire CEO smiled and said: "Let me correct you, he is not only Chinese, he is also a fierce man!"

"Angela" said this as a female CEO, which really aroused people's imagination, but Wang Anqi still nodded and said: "Okay!"

He has no ability to use the Political Department to do "private work", and he has no ability to do "private work" and hide it from the investigation department.

Although the police force in his hands is sufficient, if there is any place where black hands need to be used, the group of "Brother Pa" is obviously more useful.

Of course, the group of "Brother Pa" was not under the command of Wang Anqi, nor did he want to command them. He just left a look and glanced deeply at the big British bosses: "I'm waiting for news from you."

He wanted to leave this matter entirely to the big British bosses, and he could just bring the police officers to collect the goods.

"Zizzi." The sound of electricity sounded, and the video tape was only filled with noise. The next messages were intermittent and worthless.

"This Brother Pa is a breakthrough." Zhuang Shikai turned off the player and thought to himself: "What if Brother Pa accuses Wang Anqi of cooperating in drug trafficking?"

"It's a bit difficult, but I have to find a way to get Brother Pa to agree." He thought to himself.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" At this time, Guan Li drove a car, accompanied by two armed vehicles, four official vehicles, and a truck, driving on the Sheung Wan Expressway.

Security Department.

Hong Kong Island Security Office.

Holding a cup of coffee, Lu Minghua opened the glass door with brisk steps and asked: "Have you set the channel?"

"It's adjusted."

"The lane monitoring in Sheung Wan is cut in. A total of thirteen images are being played on the screen." A female secretary stood up and said while holding the remote control.

Lu Minghua took the remote control, crossed his legs, sat down on the sofa, held the coffee and said with a smile: "Very good! How can I not be part of such a good show?"

"sorry to bother you."
Chapter completed!