Ten minutes later, Ma Zhiguo covered his suit jacket with his hands, lowered his head and got into a police car.

Yuan Haoyun and the soldiers from the Political Department pushed open the door and got into the car, and loaded boxes of documents, computers, and information into the police car.

Special Administrative Region Government Building.

Bottom layer.

As the last Political Department police officer closed the car door, several police cars slowly drove out of the door of the government building, and the Political Department took away a section chief of the Department of Justice.

Act in a low-key yet tough manner!

"Ouyang privater."

"The horse was taken away by the police." A secretary of the Department of Justice, wearing black stockings and high heels, pushed open the office of the Secretary for Justice.

The Secretary for Justice of the SAR Government, Ouyang Jie, raised his head, his expression unchanged, and said in a deep voice: "I understand."

"Ask Ma Zhiguo to cooperate with the police investigation." He put a document he had just signed on the table.

"Yes, private." The legal secretary picked up the document and hugged it to his chest, bowing obediently and nodding.

"Dong Sheng." An adjutant stood in the chief executive's office with his hands tied and was about to speak. However, Dong Sheng raised his hand and said loudly: "Sit back and watch what happens and support the motherland."

"What happens below is up to the people below to win or lose."

"As long as everyone follows the rules, it will be fine."

The adjutant understood: "Yes, Dong Sheng!"

The chief executive's office is a bright and open environment, and the atmosphere is as calm as ever. However, because a section chief was escorted away by the police, the entire government building became a little uneasy and restless for a while.

This secret current and whirlpool, combined with the noise and bustle on the streets, gave Hong Kong an air of "dark clouds over the city" sweeping over it.

street.

Young people shouted slogans.

Groups of uniformed policemen set up cordons and stood guard at the street entrances, on full alert.

inside the car.

Ma Zhiguo twisted his shoulders, sat in the middle of the back row and was clamped by two police officers. He put the handcuffs on his front knees and said angrily: "You police team are arresting me!"

"Can you take responsibility?"

Ma Zhiguo yelled.

However, two police officers suddenly held down his arms and yelled: "Don't move!"

The co-pilot's "Prince Yuan" looked up at the rearview mirror, with a sneer on his lips, and thought to himself: "Who have I ever been afraid of?"

"Da da da." The group of people returned to the police station and headquarters and walked quickly into the lobby on the first floor.

At this time, a Chief Inspector O happened to be passing by the hall. Everyone was not far apart and exchanged glances.

"Ajie!" Yuan Haoyun suddenly shouted.

"Private Yuan." Song Zijie, wearing plain clothes, nodded slightly.

"Take someone to the interrogation room of the Political Department. I want to treat my good brother to a full meal, right? Good brother!"

At this moment, Yuan Haoyun placed his palm on Ma Zhiguo's shoulder, pressed Ma Zhiguo's shoulder hard, and turned to look at him with a ferocious smile, his expression implying a threat.

Ma Zhiguo still doesn't know that he is considered an "abandoned son" and thought that the ghost forces would use their strength to protect him.

He raised his neck and shouted loudly: "Yuan Haoyun! How dare you abuse lynching... Even a senior police superintendent can't hold you back!"

Nowadays, the level of war is getting higher and higher, and "senior superintendent" is really nothing in the fight between the two sides.

But how could Mr. Yuan be so easily fooled?

"oh!"

Suddenly, Ma Zhiguo screamed, took a breath of cold air, his legs went weak, and he almost fell to his knees.

Yuan Haoyun smiled and increased his intensity.

He squeezed harder.

Song Zijie smiled understandingly and said, "Don't worry, Private Yuan, the guys will help you make arrangements."

He cast Ma Zhiguo a look of pity and thought, "It's not good to offend anyone, but I would rather offend Mr. Yuan."

"Thank you very much." Yuan Haoyun thanked him with a smile on his face. He turned around and took Ma Zhiguo into the elevator. He stared at Ma Zhiguo and grinned: "Isn't that interesting? The Political Department doesn't have anything good to entertain you. I'll order takeout for you from O's."

"Newspaper Thousand Layer Cake, Tiger Stick Fried Rice, Electric Bread, Water Paper Porridge..." Yuan Haoyun announced the "names" of the dishes one by one. Ma Zhiguo's face was full of horror, and the more he listened, the more frightened he became.

"You will like it." At this moment, Yuan Haoyun stopped smiling.

"Ding!" The elevator arrives.

However, Ma Zhiguo held on tightly to the elevator door and refused to enter the interrogation room of the Political Department until several police officers from the Political Department worked together to drag him out and shouted: "Let's go!"

"If you don't leave, you will be arrested immediately! Measures will be taken on you on the spot!"

ten minutes later.

Political Department.

trial room.

"ah!!!"

Someone's screams were heartbreaking and full of pain.

Director.

office.

After Zhuang Shikai finished his lunch, he raised his hand to look at his watch, put down his chopsticks, stood up and asked, "Did you bring Ma Zhiguo back?"

"Bring it back." Zhuo Jingquan replied loudly: "The guys are speeding up the interrogation and checking for Ma Zhiguo's physical evidence."

"how?"

"Is there a problem?" Zhuang Shikai frowned and asked suddenly.

He saw some clues in Zhuo Jingquan's uneasy expression, as if something unexpected had happened and something had changed during the investigation.

Sure enough, Zhuo Jingquan's face instantly turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Sorry, private!" Zhuo Jingquan bowed and apologized: "The multiple offshore accounts previously monitored by the police were not Ma Zhiguo's money, and the money in the offshore accounts has been transferred away, and it can no longer be proven to be related to Ma Zhiguo."

"Didn't you contact Interpol to freeze it?" Zhuang Shikai asked.

"It's too late." Zhuo Jingquan replied: "And in the many espionage incidents that were monitored previously, the contact person committed suicide in the detention room! The physical evidence in Ma Zhi's country..."

"Ha." Zhuang Shikai sneered, walked back to his desk, pressed his hands on the tabletop and asked, "Were the physical evidence also destroyed?"

"The possibility is extremely high." Zhuo Jingquan lowered his head and said.

"Sorry, private."

"Please hold CP accountable!"

Zhuo Jingquan took the initiative to apologize sincerely.

"It turns out that Ma Zhiguo turned out to be an abandoned son!" At this moment, Zhuang Shikai tightened his pen and meditated secretly. With his keen political sense, he immediately judged the ghost man's layout.

The opponent has already shot a sharp arrow! The plan has been launched!

This judgment requires no evidence.

The other party cleared the espionage evidence related to "Ma Zhiguo" and asked the captured Ma Zai to commit suicide. This was a very troublesome task.

In fact, the purpose is to make the police force "wrong" once!

In this way, the other party can use public opinion to carry out propaganda, officially consolidate the power of the police force, and eliminate the names of dissidents.

At that time, we will amplify the effect of public opinion and send people to go around, win over, and negotiate.

Members’ positions will change!

The draft will naturally fail to pass!

In other words, the evidence Ma Zhiguo initially exposed was specifically exposed by Gui Lao to the police, and the police had been tricked into the situation without deliberate calculation.

It's hard to get away!

"Master Zhuang!"

"What to do now!" Zhuo Jingquan took a deep breath.

In fact, it is quite impressive that Gui Lao successfully invited the police to join the situation.

At least "Tang Yingshi" was able to successfully capture the political department, the police department, and even Mr. Zhuang's personal work style, lay the groundwork in advance according to Mr. Zhuang's personal work style, and hit the mark with one strike.

In addition, whether we abandon Ma Zhiguo or send out "dead soldiers", it is still a costly battle.

First of all, Ma Zhiguo's own position is very critical, and according to the British design, even if the plan goes well, Ma Zhiguo will be successfully exonerated and cleared.

Ma Zhiguo's personal career will also be greatly reduced or even interrupted.

No bureaucrat convicted of espionage can be safe. Unless he is the President of the United States.
To be continued...