After Xu Jiajun washed his shoes, he wandered around the club. It must be said that this place is really secretive. The victims are all mainlanders and have no status in Hong Kong. All aspects are well arranged.
"Sir Xu, Sir Xu, do you remember me? I even treated you to dinner!" A light toad squatting by the wall looked at Xu Jiajun with hope and shouted.
Xu Jiajun turned around and took a look, and found that he was actually a small leader of the Public Relations Department. He immediately frowned and uttered two words: "Unlucky."
After looking at the dead pregnant woman, he really wanted to kill all these bastards with one shot.
"Ah Tou." Jiang Yuanyun, who was looking for a gun, happened to come down from the fifth floor with a bag and walked up to him: "They were searched from every room, and none of them were used."
Xu Jiajun took a look and saw that there were five pistols.
"We acted too quickly, and these guns didn't even have time to fire. What a pity." Xu Jiajun shook his head, glanced at the customers, and showed a cruel smile on his lips: "Let me ask, what are you people doing here?
Has anyone died?"
Everyone suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Hui Jiajun...you! Don't mess around! We have laws to punish us, it's not your turn to enforce private laws!" He Hao, the senior correctional officer of Lai Chi Kok Correctional Institution, who was wearing only a pair of underpants, raised his head and stammered a warning.
He knows the law.
But he doesn't understand Xu Jiajun.
"Are you teaching me how to do something?" Xu Jiajun pulled out his gun while speaking, pointed it at him and pulled the trigger.
boom!
He Hao was shot in the chest and fell to the ground.
Hearing the gunfire, members of the group rushed over with guns in an instant. When they saw that the shooter was Xu Jiajun, they dispersed and continued to do their own things.
It is normal for a few people to die at the arrest scene.
The suspects were so frightened that their faces turned pale, their eyes looked at Xu Jiajun in horror, and their teeth were trembling.
Lawless! Absolutely lawless!
But he didn't dare to accuse Xu Jiajun. After all, He Hao who just shut up his mouth was a lesson learned from the past.
Everyone's worldview has been subverted. Is this what the model police promoted by the police force is?
Is there any law? Is there any natural law?
"Give him a gun. He was arrested with a gun and shot to death." Xu Jiajun said lightly.
Jiang Hao used a handkerchief to hold a handful of big black stars, stuffed them into He Hao's hand, and held them for him.
He Hao was still breathing at this time, but he was only breathing intermittently, but his body was unable to move. He watched helplessly as Jiang Yunhao put the gun into his hand.
He was unwilling but helpless.
Xu Jiajun looked at the suspects squatting in a row and said with a warm smile: "There are still four more. No one will stand up and sacrifice themselves for others, so I will choose them myself."
Everyone was sweating profusely, shaking like chaff, and some even peed directly on the spot.
They like to come here to play because here they can control other people's life and death at will, and the small power in their hands can be infinitely magnified.
But now they hate people who abuse their power!
"Xu, you are breaking the law knowingly! I am the prosecutor..." A middle-aged man with a big belly couldn't bear the suppressed fear anymore.
"boom!"
But before he finished speaking, Xu Jiajun had already pulled the trigger: "I don't want to know who you are."
Under the gun, all living beings are equal.
"Sir Xu! I'm going to report him! He! He strangled a little girl to death!" As the second person died, those who were not carrying someone's life began to report those who had killed someone.
"Son of a bitch! You fucking betrayed..."
"boom!"
"Sir Xu! I want to report it too!"
"…………"
"Xu Jiajun, you must die a happy death!"
"boom!"
Xu Jiajun only killed two people, and the remaining three places were given to the young and energetic Jiang Yunlan and others.
As for the guns stuffed into the hands of the corpses, some were held in their hands and fired twice, and some were not.
After all, not a single shot was fired, which is a bit too fake.
"You can file a complaint against me. Whether it succeeds or not depends on God." Xu Jiajun put away his gun and chuckled at the lucky ones who survived.
What is a violent institution?
The suspect, who had survived the robbery, was crying with joy. After hearing this, he shook his head like a rattle.
How could they dare to file a complaint against Xu Jiajun when they were already in trouble? What's more, their reputation would be ruined after tonight. Who would believe their accusations?
And can it be investigated after a complaint is made?
They are not that naive. They will go to jail anyway, so why offend Xu Jiajun.
"Sir Xu, the reporters are already downstairs."
A police officer came up to report.
"OK." Xu Jiajun said he knew, then straightened the collar of his shirt and the outer collar of his suit, dusted his chest, turned around and went downstairs calmly.
When he came downstairs, he saw Huang Zhiqiang being surrounded by a bunch of reporters, looking a little overwhelmed.
"Sir Xu is here!"
"Sir Xu! Please say a few words to everyone!"
Seeing Hui Jiajun, all the reporters immediately abandoned Huang Zhiqiang and threw themselves into Hui Jiajun's arms.
Huang Zhiqiang breathed a sigh of relief and felt peaceful.
It's so tiring to talk to these reporters.
Xu Jiajun, with his hair slicked back and wearing a suit and leather shoes, looked around and said calmly: "Is there a reporter from Oriental Daily at the scene?"
A four-eyed boy thought it was a good thing, so he rushed forward with a smile: "Sir Xu, I am."
"Please come back. Our police force only welcomes media that seek truth from facts. Third-rate newspapers like Oriental Daily that spread rumors are not among them. And I personally refuse to be interviewed by Oriental Daily." Oriental Daily is disgusting with him, so naturally he can be disgusted too.
Oriental Daily.
Reporters from other newspapers looked at this scene with gloating, after all, Oriental Daily was a competitor.
"You are treating me differently!" Although the four-eyed boy was reluctant, he could only leave angrily.
Xu Jiajun briefly introduced the case, which aroused exclamations, and then said to Qin Fenfang:
"Sister Fang, please bring reporters in. Be careful not to damage the scene. Just take a photo from a distance. Let me introduce to you the person who committed suicide out of fear of crime. Some people say he is the only son of a certain member of the Chief Secretary named Liu."
The scene above has been arranged, and setting up the scene is the specialty of the police.
When they heard that they could film the scene and there was a criminal with such an impressive identity, the reporters immediately abandoned Xu Jiajun just like they had just abandoned Huang Zhiqiang.
Big news, Xiangjiang is going to explode tomorrow.
"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!"
Huang Zhiqiang was just about to speak, but the phone call suddenly rang. After he was connected, his lazy attitude suddenly changed: "Director Feng...it's too late. The reporters have already entered the venue. We didn't know in advance!"
After hanging up the phone, he looked at Hui Jiajun and shrugged and explained: "Feng Delian's call said that the Chief Secretary sent him a message that the identities of some of the people involved in the case tonight are sensitive and it is not appropriate to make a big fuss. Otherwise, it will not be good for the image of the Hong Kong Governor's Government. Let us reject it."
Reporter’s interview.”
"What kind of image do you need if you don't have a face? These upper-class people do damn dirty things." Xu Jiajun dismissed it, and then asked: "After you finished replying to the reporter and he had already entered the venue, what did he say?"
"What else can I say? He doesn't care." Huang Zhiqiang spoke casually and stretched his back: "The Chief Secretary wants face, but our police department wants credit."
If this matter is suppressed, the great contribution of the police force will be lost, and the opportunity to deepen the public's trust in the police force and build the image of the police force will also be lost.
The Chief Secretary didn't give any benefits at all, and just wanted to bring the Governor up to speak. Naturally, the police force would not give him too much face. If the reporters didn't come, it would be easy to say. The reporters had already come, so there would be nothing to say.