Of course, this is a very important matter, too important to explain in a single sentence.

Before the police made any announcement, what reporters knew was that the Nie father and son had been threatened with a bomb, and that kidnappers and police officers had been shot dead. The number of people who came down from the cruise ship covered with sheets was too many to count on one hand, which shows how serious the situation was.

After passing through the crowds, the quiet O-Division gates were filled with hurried police officers. They went up two floors, where all the blinds on the glass rooms had been removed, but the rooms were all brightly lit. Outside the Chief Inspector's office, there were two rows of people: one row in light-colored black suits, who were the bodyguards of the Nie and Ye families; and the other row in police uniforms, who were the O-Division officers.

Inside, the voices alternated between soft whispers and loud roars, and occasionally the old man's cries could be heard.

As you move your gaze through the glass door, you can see that the one crying is Liang Lisheng, whose suit has been cut open at the back and whose shoulders are still wrapped in white gauze. He is standing next to his older brother, crying like an 800-month-old giant baby, talking between sobs, his voice echoing in the air.

Everyone, including Chief Inspector Gu, Commissioner Liao, and Deputy Commissioner of Police Sir Lei, listened with deep sorrow.

Nie Zhao and his wife were not among those people, but standing at the doorway.

The richest man went to the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau to complain about being bullied, which sounds a bit low-class, but it's actually not that bad.

Hong Kong has real rules, and even now the law is still called the Qing Dynasty Law. However, the triads are not called triads, but rather "gangster societies." When convicting people, the most common charge is "anti-Qing restoration." But if you want to talk about rules, there are no rules to speak of. Rich people can take off their shoes and fight barefoot men at any time. To put it bluntly, it's a place of江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the underworld or a code of honor among outlaws).

Of course, in the world of martial arts, you have to negotiate terms, also known as the distribution of benefits.

Not knowing how long their rambling conversation would last, Chen Rou was anxious for her senior colleague, so she whispered to Nie Zhao, "I'm sure he can hold out, but I don't know how high the bail will be. I'm afraid the police will ask for an exorbitant amount."

Song Yuanchao could be released on bail if he insisted that he shot bandits and acted in self-defense.

However, the police will definitely ask for an exorbitant bail amount, and Song Yuanchao will not be allowed to leave Hong Kong until the case is closed.

Nie Zhao said, "Let them drive, we'll just pay."

Chen Rou nodded silently, her gaze passing through the louvers to the rows of old photos in the corridor. Seeing that Yu Heng's photo was in the third position, she suddenly realized that she still couldn't understand why Nie Zhao would go to the bow of the ship and stand there so straight. It was because Yu Heng was on the shore at the time, watching his son die right before his eyes. He could have easily shot him.

If someone is an idiot, it's not a big deal for them to make such a basic mistake.

But Nie Zhao wasn't stupid; he was a smart man. Why would he be so afraid of death?

As she was thinking, Nie Rong spoke.

He said, "I don't know how Inspector Yu is doing now, but we, the Nie family and the Ye family of Macau, are deeply saddened by what happened today. On behalf of both families, I am offering HK$5 million, for no other purpose than to save Inspector Yu's life. Whether it's a boat, a plane, or anyone from the Nie family, we will fully cooperate with whatever the Yu family asks. All members of the Nie and Ye families will also unconditionally cooperate with the police investigation. However..."

Liang Lisheng wailed, "Brother, you almost died, and you're still cooperating with them?"

Nie Rong glared at him, and his good brother shut up. Nie Rong continued, "However, when I saw Inspector Yu holding an AK47 and pointing it at me, I, an ordinary citizen who has always been law-abiding and diligent in paying taxes, began to have doubts about the Hong Kong Police Department. I hope that Chief Inspector Gu, Commissioner Liao, and Inspector Lei can appoint an investigation team member and person in charge who can convince all ordinary citizens. I also hope that he is credible enough. This is my only request."

When he opened his mouth, it meant he was going to talk about the members of the investigation team.

Just then, Chen Rou glanced back at the blinds and saw a group of inspectors standing there, waiting for orders. She recognized one of them and took another look.

She knew, of course, that investigating such matters would be extremely difficult, and the person in charge would be in even greater trouble, as he could face life-threatening danger at any moment.

Nie Zhao must have already chosen someone. Among the inspectors of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, who would he and Wade pick?

Nie Rong turned his head, his gaze still carrying a hint of disgust and rejection, and a touch of resentment at his son's lack of ambition. But he gestured for his son to step forward, intending for Nie Zhao to select the person in charge of the investigation.

Moreover, just as Nie Zhao stepped forward, Nie Rong gave him a box of American ginseng tablets.

He was probably worried that his fragile son wouldn't be able to stay up late, so he added some ginseng to keep him awake.

So, among so many inspectors, which one would Nie Zhao choose? Was it someone with nepotism to the Nie family? Had he secretly bribed them? But would the police approve of someone he bribed? Would they agree to it?

This is a game of strategy, but it's also a moment for Boss Nie to demonstrate his wisdom.

Nie Zhao stepped forward and ended the argument with a single sentence, which almost made his father and Liang Lisheng jump up.

He said, "No matter what, Inspector Yu is still in the hospital and not out of danger yet. Our Nie family has an inescapable responsibility, and we should not be the ones to appoint the head of the inspection team for this case."

Liang Lisheng was on the verge of collapse. He had been shot, and the bullet was still lodged in his flesh. As a result, the great situation he had fought for was handed over by Nie Zhao. No way, they didn't get to appoint the head of the inspection team, but the police did?

But then Nie Zhao said, "But when it comes to Inspector Yu, who is also a senior police officer, I think the inspectors of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau will inevitably be emotional. Our Nie family is fine, but Uncle Ye in Macau will probably be disheartened."

Ye Tian was also there. He wasn't actually disheartened; in fact, he was quite relieved. After all, the ship hadn't exploded, and everyone was alive. The media coverage of today's events could save him millions in advertising fees, so he was actually quite happy.

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