At Hong Kong's new airport, Song Jianfeng and his group exited the station. They thought the Hong Kong police would send someone to pick them up, but they didn't know there was none. Song Jianfeng and Miao Keke, wearing mainland police uniforms, looked particularly eye-catching among the crowd, and the passengers could not help but notice.
After looking at them for a few times, Song Jianfeng was very unhappy and asked Xiao Chen from the provincial department: "Did you contact the Hong Kong police before coming here?"
Xiao Chen was also confused. He had obviously contacted him, but no one came to pick him up. He was just about to take out his mobile phone to call, when suddenly a young man ran up from a distance, dressed casually, just jeans and a T-shirt. He walked up to him
He greeted in Mandarin with a strong Cantonese accent: "Sorry, I am Inspector Liang Xiao from the West Kowloon Crime Division. There was a traffic accident, so I am late... com..."
Song Jianfeng let out a breath of dissatisfaction. After all, he was also the top brother of the Jiangbei City Public Security Bureau, with thousands of people under his command. I thought that the Hong Kong police would at least send an assistant police commissioner, wearing a regular police uniform, to lead
A group of men in meticulous suits came to the airport to greet him, and they had to go through a special passage and not mix with ordinary passengers. Who would have thought that they only sent one inspector here? Hong Kong police officer Song Jianfeng understood very well that the inspector is the team
The commander level is at most equivalent to the deputy director of a domestic police station.
Although he felt a little uncomfortable, Song Jianfeng was not that kind of narrow-minded bureaucrat after all. These unhappiness passed in his mind. He took the initiative to reach out and shake hands with Liang Xiao and said: "Hello, I am Song Jianfeng from the Jiangbei City Public Security Bureau."
Liang Xiao hurriedly shook hands with him and said: "My car is parked on the road outside. Everyone, please hurry up and get in the car. Those guys from the Ministry of Transportation are not generous, and they might issue a ticket."
After leaving the terminal building, I saw a traffic policeman wearing riding boots and sunglasses giving a ticket to Liang Xiao's car parked on the road. Liang Xiao rushed over and took out his ID to talk, but the traffic policeman still handed the ticket.
I handed it to him, got on the motorcycle and left.
Liang Xiao's car was an old Toyota Corolla. The space inside the car was limited, and it was a bit nervous to seat four passengers. He had no choice but to let Miao Keke, the only lady, sit in the passenger seat. Director Song and the little girl from the provincial department
Three grown men, Chen and Liu Ziguang, crowded in the back. Fortunately, they didn't have any luggage, otherwise it would have been even more difficult.
Inspector Liang had a cheerful personality, but he was a little bit tongue-tied. As he drove, he raised the ticket in his hand and said: "I'm going to spend money again this time, but the most important thing in life is to be happy, so this ticket will be mine."
I lost the purchase."
Song Jianfeng coughed dryly and said, "Inspector Liang, where are we going now?"
"We are now at the exit of Hong Kong's Chek Lap Kok International Airport, which belongs to the outlying island area, that is, Lantau Island. We will arrive at the Kowloon Peninsula via the Tsing Ma Bridge, pass through the bustling Yau Ma Tei Typhoon Shelter, and cross the Victoria Bay through the undersea tunnel to reach Hong Kong Island.
, the final destination is the Hong Kong Police Headquarters Police Building in Wan Chai, where we can visit..."
Song Jianfeng interrupted him and asked: "Where are our injured colleagues?"
"St. Mary's Hospital in Kowloon, we have staff guarding him there."
"Go to the hospital now." Song Jianfeng said without any doubt.
Liang Xiao was stunned for a moment, then said: "Okay, go to the hospital."
The Tsing Ma Bridge is an important bridge connecting Lantau Island and the main island of Hong Kong. It spans the Ma Wan Strait and is a magnificent building. The long bridge steel cables are looming in the haze. The high-rise buildings in the distance are extremely prosperous, but the four people on the car are thinking about the injured.
None of my colleagues were in the mood to admire the beautiful scenery. Only the enthusiastic Inspector Liang acted as a free tour guide and explained the origin of the Tsing Ma Bridge in unskilled Mandarin.
"The Tsing Ma Bridge is the longest driving and railway bridge in the world. It has won the top ten architectural achievement awards of the 20th century. Do you know which ones are among the top ten? Haha, I guess you don't know,
The other nine are the Empire State Building in New York, the Channel Tunnel, the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco, the Hoover Dam, the Sydney Opera House, the Panama Canal..."
"Hey, Officer Miao, what's wrong with you? Do you want to see a doctor?" Liang Xiao noticed that the facial expression of the mainland policewoman beside him was a little unnatural, so he asked enthusiastically.
"Thank you, no need, I just want to be quiet." Miao Keke said trying his best to remain polite. If he were in Jiangbei, Miao Keke, who was even more arrogant and unruly than Hu Rong, would have gone crazy long ago.
"Okay, I won't talk anymore." Liang Xiao shut up as expected. After An Xin drove for a few minutes, he started talking again, but this time no one interrupted him because he was talking about
The circumstances of the attack on a mainland police officer.
"We have made friends with Lian Sheng. The suspect confessed and admitted that he was responsible for the murder. In addition, Zhou Guoji, who attempted rape, has also woken up. The crime team went to record a statement for him in the morning. The specific information is not yet clear.
But your female police officer surnamed Hu is really fierce. Zhou Guoji's entire arm was cut off by her. His roots looked good from the outside, but they were all mangled on the inside. No doctor in Hong Kong could do what he did.
Surgery."
"How is Han Guang's injury?" Song Jianfeng asked.
"It is said that the situation is very dangerous. The doctor was critically ill twice. He lost too much blood. There was a large area of congestion in the skull. The entire back was chopped to pieces. There was no good piece of meat. There were also many wounds on the arms and legs. Officer Han was also very
Brave, one person dealt with a dozen bad guys, if he hadn't been attacked, I don't think he would have lost."
At this point, Liang Xiao's tone became serious. Regardless of Hong Kong or mainland China, the police all over the world are one family. He felt sympathy and admiration from the bottom of his heart for Han Guang's experience.
There was silence in the car. Judging from Liang Xiao's description, the tragedy of the situation at that time was evident. Miao Keke's beautiful eyes were already misty.
…
Finally, we arrived at St. Mary's Hospital. This is a small private hospital, but the medical equipment is very advanced. Han Guang lives in the ICU intensive care unit of the hospital. In the corridor outside the ward, there is a girl with a haggard face sitting.
There was also a cid in casual clothes accompanying him.
Hu Rong has been guarding here for a day and a night. Nervousness, anxiety, worry, anger, and exhaustion almost destroyed her, but the strong female police officer still persevered. Brigade Han has fallen, and she cannot fall again.
The door to the corridor opened, and Hu Rong turned around to look warily, unable to believe her eyes. What appeared in front of her eyes were the familiar police uniforms, the solemn police badge, the majestic figure of Director Song, and him, the one who often gave him
Liu Ziguang, who was causing trouble, also came.
Hu Rong stood up suddenly. As soon as she called Song Bureau, she fell down softly. Miao Keke hurriedly ran over to help her up and shouted anxiously: "Rong Rong, what's wrong with you!"
Liang Xiao hurriedly called the nurse and sent Hu Rong, who was extremely exhausted, into the ward to rest. Here, Song Jianfeng and others looked at Han Guang in the intensive care room through the glass. Han Guang on the hospital bed had his eyes closed, his face was pale, and his face was wearing a mask.
Wearing an oxygen mask and connected to various wires and infusion tubes, it didn't look like the situation was very good.
Song Jianfeng watched silently for a while, and Han Guang's attending doctor introduced him to the patient's condition. Han Guang had been stabbed more than a hundred times, and his body was almost completely bruised. Fortunately, most of the knives used to kill people were watermelon slice knives, although the skin and flesh were torn apart.
But it was not fatal. If it hadn't been for the heavy blow to the back of the head, the patient would have been able to survive it with his strong body.
"What is the current treatment plan?" Song Jianfeng asked.
"The only option is craniotomy, but the hope is slim. Usually with this kind of massive intracranial hemorrhage, the patient won't last long, and the best outcome is just a vegetative state. Besides, we at St. Mary's Hospital are not proficient in brain surgery."
, I’m afraid I’ll have to be transferred to a hospital for treatment.”
"Okay, thank you." Song Jianfeng sighed, looking at the unconscious Han Guang inside the glass wall and the beating pulse indicator on the monitor screen, and shook his head helplessly.
…
In the ward, Hu Rong had just woken up. When she saw Director Song sitting next to the bed, she quickly propped herself up and sat up. Song Jianfeng said kindly: "Rong Rong, just lie down."
"Uncle Song, please punish me. I failed to complete the task and even caused the Han Brigade to be seriously injured." Hu Rong's tears flowed out unsatisfactoryly.
"Rong Rong, criminals are much more cunning and cruel than we thought. Our first priority is to cooperate with the Hong Kong police and bring to justice those who laundered money and injured Han Guang. You have a good rest, there is still important work waiting for you.
You, now tell me again what happened that night."
Although she had told the police officer of the crime team several times, Hu Rong still described the situation of the night of the incident to Director Song in as much detail as possible. As a criminal police officer, Song Jianfeng immediately concluded that this was a premeditated ambush.
, and Lian Sheng are just small characters who are used as gunmen. There is a big boss behind the scenes. It is self-evident who this big boss is.
"Okay, Rongrong, you rest first, let's go to the West Kowloon headquarters to learn about the case." Song Jianfeng stood up and said.
"Uncle Song..." Hu Rong stopped talking.
"What's up?"
"I saw Chu Xiangdong." Hu Rong muttered.
"What, so the four gangsters who appeared at the end are Zhang Baiqiang's gang?"
"It should be them."
"Then have you reported it to the Hong Kong police?"
"I said they were four mainlanders with guns, but I didn't say I knew them."
"Absurd, what's there to hide?" Song Jianfeng was a little angry.
"Uncle Song, I want to catch them with my own hands." Hu Rong's voice became lower and lower.
"Ran Tanqin, do you know what it means for the four of them to appear in Hong Kong!" Song Jianfeng waved his big hand vigorously, but seeing Hu Rong's haggard face, he still stopped his anger and said: "Okay, let's not talk about this for now.
You can rest, we are going to the police headquarters now."
"Rong Rong, come on." Miao Keke clenched her fists and whispered, and followed Song Jianfeng out of the ward. Provincial Office Xiao Chen and Liang Xiao had been chatting outside and didn't come in at all. Now only Liu Ziguang was left in the ward.
"You, there are too many people who want to catch them with your own hands. It's a good thing that you are not an American policeman. Otherwise, why don't you catch them with your own hands?" Liu Ziguang pointed his finger on Hu Rong's forehead and reprimanded him unceremoniously.
Hu Rong immediately remembered that she had vowed to catch Liu Ziguang with her own hands, but after more than half a year, not only did he not be sent to prison, but Liu Ziguang got into the public security system and even wore a police officer with two stripes and one flower.
With the rank of police inspector, his rank is higher than his own.
Hu Rong wanted to laugh, but her laughter was uglier than crying. Liu Ziguang carefully tucked the quilt for her and asked, "Have you suffered any loss?"
Hu Rong's face turned red and she said harshly: "No! If you dare to touch me, I will chop off his hand."
Liu Ziguang shook his head and said: "Don't be so harsh. Go home as soon as your body recovers. Just leave the affairs here to me. When men are fighting, women should stay out of it."
Hu Rong was so angry that she shouted: "You!" She picked up the pillow and threw it at her. Liu Ziguang took the pillow and put it down, smiled, and turned around and went out.
Hu Rong's tears flowed out unsatisfactoryly again, but this time they were warm tears. Someone came to the family, Uncle Song came, and the bad guy came too. He always had a way of dealing with evil people, what else did he have?