"Sir Hu."

Zhou Yu knocked on the door, walked in, and closed the door.

Hu Zhuoren asked directly: "What's going on with the nigger?"

He didn't look good either. It was unlucky to receive such news so early in the morning.

Although it happened in the middle of the night, it has already spread in the police station and there is a lot of discussion.

That's a nigger who committed suicide in his cell.

Even if he committed suicide, he was actually shot to death right after.

This matter is so confusing that various versions have been circulated in various offices.

Of course, the discussion is a discussion, and everyone is basically consistent in attitude.

Have a good death!

As a police officer, I still have this awareness.

As for a nigger, he was a famous drug lord in Tsim Sha Tsui. If he dies, everyone will celebrate. If he dies, champagne must be opened to celebrate.

Zhou Yu stood and reported, and his tone was the tone of a report: "Sir Hu, the nigger thing is a bit complicated, and there are a lot of people involved. This is not a simple suicide or a gangster revenge case. I suspect that there are gangster policemen involved.

Clean up!"

Zhou Yu directly determined the matter and it was time to put it out.

The nigger's suicide will cause his impression in Hu Zhuoren's heart to decline. No matter what, as the person in charge, he will definitely not be able to escape the punishment of poor care.

It is impossible to suffer losses, so we should divert the trouble to the east and turn internal contradictions into unity to deal with the outside world.

Hu Zhuoren didn't expect Zhou Yu to give him such an explanation at all, and felt that his brain was a little overwhelmed.

He just heard the rumor that the nigger committed suicide and was shot dead. He only heard a few rumors about what happened.

Why did it become that there was a gangster police cleaning up?

If you're not sure, then let's talk after it becomes clear. Hu Zhuoren waved his hand: "Sit down and talk."

"thank you, sir."

Zhou Yu sat down and spoke calmly about the whole incident about the nigger.

From the time the nigger was caught, to how to protect him day and night, to him being poisoned, to the lawyer overturning the case, to re-conviction, and finally to his death.

Of course, he would not even mention names like Ye Zhaoliang. Without evidence, this is called frame-up, this is called slander, and there is a crime.

But it doesn't matter.

Now, isn't it that another member of the action team has been exposed? As long as the insider of the action team is identified and used as a target, the credibility of this matter is enough.

Hu Zhuoren's expressions are very wonderful, from frowning, arguing, angry, to calm.

When Zhou Yu revealed that the insider last night was from the action team, he became furious on the spot and wanted to call the captain of team B of the action team and scold him.

It was Zhou Yu who persuaded him to stop. What would happen if he was called over? Can he still be driven away? No.

Besides, maybe the captain of Group B is also quite unjust, and he may not know about it. It can be foreseen that the life of this captain will be difficult in the future.

It is basically impossible to get promoted within a few years.

Hu Zhuoren sighed gloomily: "According to your guess, do you think there is another Ni Yongxiao mole in nb?"

Zhou Yu shrugged calmly: "Sir Hu, in fact, if there is only one, you can still laugh."

"Do you think there is more than one? What evidence do you have?"

Hu Zhuoren frowned. One of the action team's insiders had already escaped. How could there be so many more?

Zhou Yu shook his head: "Sir Hu, if there is evidence, I would have arrested him long ago. There is no evidence, but there is some basis for speculation."

"explain."

"Sir Hu, I remember when I was talking to you just now, you talked to me. You said that drug dealers in Tsim Sha Tsui are becoming more and more rampant and the number of drug addicts is increasing."

Hu Zhuoren nodded in affirmation, saying this indeed.

Zhou Yu had a serious expression on his face and spoke sincerely: "I have carefully studied the intelligence of some failed operations in the past two years. I think the errors in the intelligence may be very small, but the operation did fail inexplicably. All kinds of coincidences came together.

Together, this has to make me think a lot.”

Hu Zhuoren fell into thinking. Of course, he had also thought about these questions.

The police pay attention to evidence, especially in his position. Every word and action can affect more than just the identity of a single police officer.

If there is not enough evidence, it may be interpreted as suppression or factional fighting.

Therefore, in the absence of evidence, he is more willing to believe that everything is a coincidence, and it is okay not to believe it.

But now that Zhou Yu raised it in person, he had to think more.

Hu Zhuoren squinted his eyes and thought: "You mean, if there is no problem with the intelligence, then there is no problem with the intelligence team, but the problem lies with the action team?"

Zhou Yu nodded in affirmation.

There is actually a problem with what Hu Zhuoren said. There is no problem with the intelligence, but it does not mean that there is no problem with the intelligence team. He is not the only one in the intelligence team.

But these are extraordinary times, and he doesn't mind helping other intelligence teams and letting Hu Zhuoren focus his full attention on the operations team.

Hu Zhuoren thought about it again and again and decided: "Don't worry about this matter for now. Do your own thing first. The affairs of the action team are not that simple."

He didn't explain much, but Zhou Yu was stunned by what he said. He thought Hu Zhuoren would use some means, and would ask for his opinion no matter what.

Who knows, I simply asked him about his guess and asked him to leave it alone.

this......

Hu Zhuoren has his own plans. He is in charge of the intelligence team, and the operations team is managed by other senior superintendents. The division of labor is very clear, and intervening would mean breaking the rules.

If there was clear evidence, then no one would have anything to say, and they would just hunt down rabbits, and maybe take the opportunity to squeeze a few people in.

It's just a guess, it doesn't make sense, and he still isn't ready to move.

The most important reason is that according to usual practice, there will be a major change of leadership in a few months. Their positions are likely to be moved. Whether they will be promoted or stay put, or even be transferred, is very important.

At this juncture, we must not leave any clues to our opponents.

Hu Zhuoren thought for a while, and if he wanted to accomplish something, there was no need to reach out to the action team, but he could also avoid chilling the hearts of his subordinates. There were many ways.

He comforted: "If there is any action again, I allow you to tell me directly without going through the action team, and I will help you arrange additional manpower."

"yes,sir.thank you,sir."

Zhou Yu didn't know what Hu Zhuoren was planning, but it didn't matter. He wasn't going to tell Hu Zhuoren about his suspicions anyway.

Let's all be well and live our own lives. It's more reliable to do this kind of thing on your own.

Hu Zhuoren nodded, very satisfied with Zhou Yu's non-judgmental character. This is the difference between being able to let go and not being able to let go.

Now that we have finished talking about the nigger thing, the fault cannot be placed on Zhou Yu. If we were to blame, the leader of Team B, the incompetent action team, is more at fault than Zhou Yu.

Moreover, Zhou Yu had in disguise caught a mole lurking in the action team. This matter was also valuable to Hu Zhuoren.

You can't put your hands in, but there's no problem if you use the topic to your advantage in front of the superiors.

Thinking of this, Hu Zhuoren smiled, sounded kinder, and imparted some experience.

"Ayu, the nigger's matter must be dealt with from beginning to end. A perfect answer must be given to the outside TV and newspapers to highlight the cunning and cruelty of the nigger. This behavior of the gunman must be criticized and the words must be harsh.

strong."

"clear."

Hu Zhuoren nodded and said meaningfully: "The most important point is to appropriately downplay the impact of the insider and try to focus the problem on the Triad's own problems."

Zhou Yu smiled knowingly: "I understand, we must always maintain the image of the police force."

"Well, specifically, someone from the Information Department should interview you. They are experienced and try to follow their plan."

"OK."

Hu Zhuoren was very satisfied. Talking to smart people would save trouble.

Sir Ye has indeed found a good candidate for him. Please thank him when you have time. Just reciprocate.

He picked up the cup and took a sip of water: "It's actually good if the nigger is dead. His death has saved us a lot of time. We don't have to go through trials or open court anymore, and we have saved a lot of taxpayers' money."

Zhou Yu said with a smile: "That can be considered a good thing, but he himself should be reluctant."

Hearing this, Hu Zhuoren was overjoyed...

It is impossible to show mercy.

When a nigger dies, he dies. Even if he was shot by the underworld, so what? Does a bedbug need to pity him? He didn't ask for it.

However, the current situation in Tsim Sha Tsui is not peaceful, and this is not what he wants to see.

Putting down the cup, his expression returned to seriousness. With this seriousness, his already pimpled face became more and more bitter.

"Ayu, I have been meeting with Mr. O and CIB colleagues in the past two days. The common understanding is that chaos is about to happen in Tsim Sha Tsui. The arrest of the nigger can be said to be the trigger. It just gives me an extra piece of meat. This

Everyone wants to take a bite."
To be continued...