Chapter 237 Big Congestion in the Morning Peak / Asking for a Monthly Ticket
Any event at any time, no matter whether it is right or wrong, it all has a relative perspective.
People who have committed crimes with Lian Sheng can be arrested, but it is definitely unrealistic to suppress them on a large scale like now.
"Push to the street!"
Liu Yunqing muttered a few words to himself, then picked up the phone and called Lin Rongle again: "Why didn't I think of such a simple truth?"
It's okay to destroy one person's job, no problem, but when you destroy a group of people's jobs, it will inevitably cause a chain reaction.
so.
In the following conversation, the conversation between the two went very smoothly. Liu Yunqing first briefly described his difficulties, and then gave directions:
"Since the nightclub can't do business, then everyone must be bored? If you're bored, there's nothing wrong with walking on the street, right?"
"Those who have cars drive and those who don't have cars walk. It's definitely not illegal to walk on the street. The police don't dare to mess around."
"Oh shit."
Le Shao hung up the call with Liu Yunqing, slammed the phone back, and sat down on his seat.
He held a cigarette in his mouth and looked up at the ceiling. The blue smoke was rising along the butt of the cigarette. He slumped in his seat and looked particularly lost in thought while looking at the ceiling.
Although Liu Yunqing pointed out a path for himself, he had already thought of this path himself, and it was just an alternative plan.
Instructing his men to go for a walk on the street is a matter for He Liansheng, and it is very likely that he will make the police unhappy and be completely targeted by the police.
And if Liu Yunqing is willing to help, he won't be fighting alone.
"Grass!"
Le Shao thought about it for a long time, but he didn't think of the right way to recruit him. He gritted his teeth and said, "These policemen are each darker than the last, and they have been exploited in vain."
He clenched his fists tightly, and felt very unhappy. He was cheated on by Liu Yunqing for nothing, and he felt deep unwillingness and resentment, but there was nothing he could do about it.
I am no longer that handsome guy who would go out with a knife and slash a street wildly if he disagreed with me.
We can only blame these street policemen for not keeping their word and pushing He Lian Sheng into the abyss.
I absolutely shouldn't have gotten involved in this muddy water, but then again, I didn't want to take the initiative to provoke him.
At first.
Liu Yunqing had planned to take advantage of He Liansheng and set up a trap for He Liansheng. The approval of He Liansheng's Tsuen Wan industry was blocked, so he agreed to them half-heartedly.
When everything got out of control, Liu Yunqing and the others left, leaving only Le Shao who was unwilling to give up.
He once fantasized about helping Liu Yunqing and the others settle the New World and enter Tsim Sha Tsui with Lian Sheng's business. He also transformed himself into Liu Yunqing and the others, and began to get rid of his identity and reputation as a young and Dangerous boy.
Now.
Facing the counterattack of the New World, Le Shao and his winning streak had already become abandoned.
on television.
“Citizens please rest assured!”
In the TV screen, Superintendent Abt is seen facing the camera and speaking righteously:
"Please believe in our police force on Hong Kong Island. As long as we are here, any dark corner will be illuminated!"
"All illegal businesses will be banned. Please trust the attitude of our police!"
"The severe crackdown in these two days will only just begin and will not stop until the last grain of darkness is eliminated."
This move immediately won warm applause from the audience, and then the question-and-answer session began.
Two days ago, the matter of Superintendent Abt and Senior Superintendent Mabili's efforts to get the Expedition Group to sponsor 15 million was once again on the table.
Combined with this severe crackdown and the cleanup of the Liansheng market, the two things were slightly combined, and then let a professional writer write it.
It can not only divert attention to the use of 15 million funds to a certain extent, but also easily create the image of a tall police superintendent.
This scene is bound to be the headline in tomorrow's newspaper, and there is no way to run away.
"Shithugui!"
Le Shao looked at Abt speaking righteously in front of the reporter's camera on the TV, reached out and pulled off the power cord, and cursed fiercely with a gloomy face:
"Okay, since you want to play, then I will play with you!"
He yelled outside at the top of his lungs: "Blow the whistle and shake people to do things!"
Following Le Shao's instructions.
Early the next morning.
In the Hong Kong and Kowloon areas of Hong Kong Island, North Point, and even Tsuen Wan, all the gangs came out in full force in the territory controlled by Fan Fan and Lian Sheng.
Everyone is stuck in the morning rush hour, so those who have cars will drive out and block the road that is already full of cars by creating random quarrels and completely blocking the road in the morning rush hour.
All you can see on the road are red brake lights and horns blaring.
Gangsters without cars walked into the streets in groups, either blocking subway entrances or causing quarrels and causing chaos.
The military uniforms on the street are useless. In such a chaotic scene, they are of no use at all.
One morning.
The telephone numbers of police stations in various jurisdictions were flooded with various alarm calls, and the operators were extremely busy.
Not only the police department, but also various political departments received a large number of complaints, and the telephone lines were paralyzed for a time.
In a tea restaurant.
Ji Bu and Hua Zai sat next to the window seat, eating breakfast leisurely.
The location of the tea restaurant is good, right at the intersection of the commercial street and the main outer road. Sitting here, you can clearly see the situation outside.
"Boss."
Hua Zai turned his head and looked out the window at the constant honking of horns and the blocked road: "As you guessed, He Liansheng started to fight back."
"Um."
Ji Bu lowered his head to scoop up wonton noodles with chopsticks and ate them with gusto: "Since they started, let's start too."
"OK."
Hua Zai nodded, picked up the mobile phone and handed it to Ji Bu.
North District Police Station.
Abt, who had been bombarded several times by his boss, resisted the pressure and said everything was being handled, and signaled his boss not to be anxious.
At this time.
finally.
He looked at the personal mobile phone ringing beside him and immediately put down what he was doing and picked up the phone.
"Arrest them."
Ji Bu held the phone in his left hand, scooped out wontons from the soup with a spoon in his right hand, and blew on the hot air:
"The list and locations have been sent to you. When the traffic jam incident this morning will end depends entirely on the efficiency of your police officers."
"call"
Abut listened to the sound of Ji Bu eating on the phone and wiped his sweaty forehead: "My good friend, you are really calm!"
Fortunately, Aibte was still calm, and Ji Bu had reassured him earlier, so he could still keep his composure.
"Good job, officer!"
Ji Bu smiled and hung up the phone: "Someday I have time to get up early and let's have morning tea together."
"Boss."
Hua Zai, who was beside him, suddenly reached out and pushed Ji Bu, motioning to the upstairs of the tea restaurant across the street from the tea restaurant.
What a coincidence.
Mr. Le was also having breakfast. He kept looking through the window and noticed Ji Bu at Ma Zai's reminder.
The two looked at each other across the distance.
"hehe!"
Ji Bu picked up the teacup in front of him with a smile and held it up to Master Le:
"Master Le, what a coincidence, you get up early to watch the show too!"
Finished.
He raised his head and drank all the tea in the cup, put down the cup and stood up to leave.
"snort!"
Mr. Le's face was slightly cold and he ignored him. He looked at Ji Bu who stood up and left across from him with cold eyes and clenched his fists tightly:
"The Yan family shovel!"
"Isn't it just that you found a ghost guy to support you? What's so great about it."
He murmured to himself, with a strong tone of gritted teeth: "You will know after a while that even the ghost guy can't help you!"
"There are so many people blocking the street. I don't believe the ghost guy can catch them all!"
During the conversation.
He turned to look at Ma Zai standing next to him: "Hurry up, call me to urge me, and all the people in Liansheng's territory will move to me, put enough pressure on them!"
"This time, we must let them know clearly. Don't think that wearing those clothes means you can act recklessly. You have to compromise in front of me and Liansheng!"
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North District Police Station.
After hanging up the phone.
Abbot turned around and went outside, took a list from the messenger, then returned to his seat and started calling outside.
This list almost includes the information of members of several regions including Liansheng and Lian Sheng, and all of them are their latest destinations.
Where did this information come from?
These are the people from the New World who Ji Bu spread out in the past two days, eating and drinking at public expense.
In the past few days, everyone has been immersed in Heliansheng's entertainment venues, and basically found out the specific information and locations of the people in charge of these venues.
As Abbott's calls were made one after another, police officers from Hong Kong, Kowloon, North Point and other districts were divided into large and small teams and went out to catch the thieves.
Many policemen who had just finished their night shift were about to call it a day. Because of the lack of manpower, they were arrested and young men were dragged along with them.
What's more, they directly borrow people from the police station next door to work.
"Hold your head with your hands!"
"Send someone, squat down!"
Very early in the morning.
Scenes of arrests continued to unfold. Many of the persons in charge had their doors kicked open while they were sleeping and held down by the police. Some of them had just finished playing mahjong all night and were yawning and sitting on the dining table waiting for breakfast.
Was taken into a police car.
At the beginning.
The people in charge who were brought back did not take it seriously, and they had no idea why the police wanted to arrest them.
Facing the interrogation by the police, they were very confident.
"In the past, everyone had food to eat, and I would naturally manage my people well."
The person in charge frowned and said matter-of-factly: "It's different now. You sent people with enough power to destroy our jobs."
"There's nothing we can do about it. Now everyone has nothing to eat. How can I control my people?"
Speaking of which.
The person in charge's voice was loud and clear: "Besides, sir, is it illegal for everyone to go out for a walk in the early morning? Is it illegal to crash a car if you are not good at driving?"
"Sir, please tell me, are these actions illegal?!"
Looking at the silent police officer, the person in charge's voice became more and more proud: "You know how to solve this matter."
"Pull me? It's useless to pull me. Just wait for my lawyer to file a complaint against you!"
"..."
The police officers listened to the words of the person in charge and made no response. Looking at their dead looks, they would definitely not cooperate.
The door opens.
Song Zijie stepped in, whispered a few words in the policeman's ear, patted him on the shoulder and asked him to go out.
"hehe."
Song Zijie sneered, looked at the person in charge who spoke sonorously and forcefully in front of him, leaned lazily on the table, lit a cigarette and took a sip:
"Very good, not bad. You know how to ask a lawyer to file a complaint and accuse the police."
"But I'm sorry to tell you that I am the police officer who came here temporarily to provide support in the morning. There are so many police officers supporting me. Is there a warning signal for complaints?!"
During the conversation.
Song Zijie put the cigarette in his mouth and snapped his fingers at the door: "Come in, this guy has been talking about it for so long, it's time to give him a show."
The interrogation room door was pushed open.
The police officer walked up to Song Zijie and handed him a bag of white powder, then turned around and turned off the CCTV in the interrogation room.
The person in charge looked at the packet of white powder, his eyes suddenly shrank, and a bad premonition came over him.
"It was found on you."
Song Zijie threw the powder on the table in front of the person in charge with his backhand, pressed his hands on the table, looked at him condescendingly, and said in an aggressive tone:
"We can find white powder from your body, and we can also find arms from your home. Do you believe it, handsome boy?!"
"You are framing me!"
The person in charge breathed rapidly and subconsciously shrank back: "I don't admit it, I'm going to find a lawyer to complain against you!"
"snort!"
Song Zijie snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and grabbed his collar and pulled him forward: "Okay, if you want to complain, go ahead and lock him up first. Let's play slowly."
"You want to complain, right? Let's go through the process slowly. If you say the white powder isn't yours, then it's not yours? I'll give you a full set of evidence."
"When you get to court, explain it to the judge slowly and see if the judge believes me or you, this bad guy!"
"..."
The person in charge, who was still very loud at first, fell silent instantly when he heard this.
"Sorry!"
Song Zijie pushed the person in charge away, raised his hand and tugged on the hem of his clothes: "I'm wearing these clothes, I can eat you if I want!"
He shook his head, and the police officer handed over a mobile phone and placed it in front of the person in charge: "It's up to you what to choose."
"You only have thirty seconds to think about it!"
The person in charge looked at Song Zijie with twinkling eyes, then looked at the mobile phone in front of him, his expression changing.
"You are bad guys and you still don't believe me."
Song Zijie leaned lazily on his desk, squinting his eyes leisurely as he smoked a cigarette and puffed away:
"The root of this matter lies with Lin Rongle. You guys are just messing around. There are so many troublemakers, and you are all jumping in under Lin Rongle's instructions."
"Gui Lao is very concerned about face. There are so many of you making trouble. Even if Lin Rongle gained the upper hand in this matter and sent someone to compromise, it will refute Gui Lao's face."
"The ghost guy has lost face, do you think you'll just let it go?"
"There are so many people waiting to fish out, do you think Lin Rongle can fish it out? Does he have so much money in his hand?! Who will be fished out first?!"
Song Zijie tapped his finger on the table vigorously: "This kind of game scene is not something you low-level bastards can enter. Please wake up."
"Time's up!"
Song Zijie raised his hand to pick up the phone, but was overtaken by the person in charge. He gritted his teeth and said unwillingly:
"Okay, I'll fight!"
"That's right."
Song Zijie showed a satisfied smile, took out the cigarette from his pocket and threw it to him: "Here, keep the reward for you and smoke it."
He opened the door and turned around and went out.
Now Song Zijie has become more and more mature.
He has become more and more skillful in handling this kind of thing. He uses different conversation methods that different people don't use, and he is no longer the stupid young trainee inspector he used to be.
As the first person in charge relaxed, the next scene was almost played out in several police stations at the same time. With so many people making trouble, the police officers felt very uncomfortable.
On the road.
"Hey, sir!"
The troublemaker, Ma Zai, tossed his colorfully dyed hair and said plausibly: "Is there any law that stipulates that people cannot walk on the street?"
He put his hands on his hips and was full of confidence.
Little did I know.
behind.
After the other group of people answered the call from their boss, they waved and left with others.
"Arrest people!"
The police officer lost his patience and immediately went up to hold the person down with a wave of his hand: "At first glance, this kid sucked white powder and his brain was damaged. Let's pull him back first."
that's all.
As more and more people left the venue, some Ma Zai who continued to cause trouble without knowing his life or death were immediately taken away by the police in a police car.
The road blockage that was originally going strong was completely over in less than half an hour.
