Chapter 186 How can I not accept it?

"Where do you think his fixed base is?" Jian Ruochen lay on the man, his chin resting on his sternum, speaking bit by bit.

Guan Yingjun has a good figure. When he lies flat, his muscles are still visible through his sweatshirt. He has broad shoulders and a strong waist, and looks very powerful.

Jian Ruochen admired it for a while, and before Guan Yingjun spoke, he whispered, "I miss you so much."

Guan Yingjun choked up. He never expected that Jian Ruochen could bring the topic back to normal after it had gone off topic.

The official business suddenly got stuck in my throat.

When it comes to controlling people's hearts, he admits defeat.

Jian Ruochen waited for a while, then calmly raised his eyes and said, "Tell me, where do you think the fixed base is?"

"In the area from Jianbizui to Luohu." Guan Yingjun said, and gently touched Jian Ruochen's smooth back.

Now they are in a villa on the top of the mountain, the house is full of people, and Uncle Luo even lives on the same floor with them.

Jian Ruochen no longer had any ideas at all; he was immersed in thought.

Tsim Bei Tsui to Luohu is the border between Hong Kong and Shenzhen. It is separated from Shenzhen by a waterway and there are even some places connected to it.

This area belongs to the New Territories.

There are many mountains in the New Territories, and large areas of barren hills and wilderness. The circular route from Tsim Bei Tsui to Lo Wu can go into Shenzhen and retreat all the way to Kowloon.

Later on, you can even take the waterway without customs, use a private boat to Macau, and then take a boat from Macau to the Philippines.

This is an escape route that can be used for both offense and defense.

Brother Jiu has been in Causeway Bay for so many years and is still very smart.

Jian Ruochen turned over and rolled off Guan Yingjun. He looked at the ceiling with his eyes slightly narrowed, and the map of Hong Kong seemed to appear before his eyes.

The area between Tsim Bei Tsui and Luohu is sandwiched between San Tin, and a little further out, there is a bridge that he invested in.

I don’t know what the situation is like now. I guess even the bridge piers haven’t been repaired yet.

There is a nature reserve between Tsim Bei Tsui and San Tin, which is a very suitable place for drug dealers to escape. Across the reserve on the Xiangjiang side, you can directly reach the mangrove bird nature reserve on the edge of Shenzhen City. Although the road is difficult to travel, it is by no means impossible to travel.

If Jiu Ge wanted to escape to the mainland, he would definitely take the route through the nature reserve to avoid the sight of customs.

But the nature reserve is in danger, and Brother Jiu is reluctant to throw away the few remaining goods in his hands. He must want to sell them all before leaving. During this period of time...

Jian Ruochen turned over and clamped his legs around Guan Yingjun. "How is Brother Jiu's recent shipment volume? In fact, I think he can find someone to take over the goods, make enough profit at one time, and then walk away. He is quite smart. He should know that if he doesn't run away now, he will never have another chance to run away."

"The shipment volume is huge, and he doesn't seem to want to sell all the goods to the same person. He only sells one pack of cigarettes at a time, never more. I feel like he is testing someone, or doing it for a drug lord to see." Guan Yingjun stretched his hand down and placed it on Jian Ruochen's leg. He discovered that Jian Ruochen was like a snake in the summer. His hands and feet were very hot, but his body and legs were cool.

Just reach out and touch it, and you will feel relieved from the heat.

Jian Ruochen disliked his hot hands and pulled the burning palm away like pulling a carrot, "Isn't Lu Qian the boss of Brother Nine?"

"Yes, but he alone can never lead so many farmers to grow drugs." Guan Yingjun murmured with his eyes slightly closed, "Our undercover informant in the village said that the place is not a small-scale farming model, but a unified planting and unified shipment, like an assembly line buried deep in the Hong Kong River."

Jian Ruochen was also a little sleepy. "Yes, Lu Qian's factory has been destroyed by us, but Brother Jiu can have his own factory, it is true..."

Guan Yingjun waited for a while, but nothing came of it. He looked down and saw Jian Ruochen sleeping on his shoulder.

The young man slept for a few seconds, then woke up again in a daze. He leaned over and kissed his shoulder, comforting him in a random manner: "We will go back to Bauhinia Apartment tomorrow. There will be no one else there."

"Yeah." No matter how many times it has happened, Guan Yingjun would still be surprised by Jian Ruochen's frank attitude towards things like kissing.

He always finds the right balance between shyness and alluring without making people feel timid.

Guan Yingjun inserted his fingers into Jian Ruochen's hair and stroked it downwards twice.

This kind of thing is inevitable after a short separation.

Jian Ruochen was stroked and hummed comfortably. He hummed twice, as if he was too sleepy to bear it. He tilted his head, buried it in the pillow, and began to snore softly.

Guan Yingjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He put him to sleep straight and the snoring stopped immediately.

The air conditioner was turned to the lowest setting, but it was still hot when I woke up the next day.

The two woke up at 5:30, did morning exercises and had breakfast tea.

While having morning tea, Luo Binwen's eyes wandered over the two of them three times. During this time, he went upstairs for more than ten minutes and no one knew what he was doing. When he came down, his face was rosy and he seemed to be in a good mood. Even his attitude towards Guan Yingjun became friendly.

Jian Ruochen pursed his lips, finished his morning tea and hugged his godfather before leaving, and whispered: "I won't go back to the mountaintop villa tonight, so you don't have to wait for me for dinner."

The smile on Luo Binwen's face disappeared all of a sudden.

Jian Ruochen waved at him, got into Guan Yingjun's car, leaned out of the window and waved at Luo Binwen.

Luo Binwen forced a smile and waved his hand.

"Okay, fasten your seat belts." Guan Yingjun said.

Jian Ruochen retracted his hand and went to fix the seat belt as he was told. As soon as the buckle made a sound, Guan Yingjun pulled the lever to change gears, stepped on the accelerator, backed up a distance, then turned the steering wheel and rushed out of the villa.

Especially wild.

Jian Ruochen really liked the wildness of his driving.

He opened the window and let the cool summer morning breeze flow into the car, blowing his hair into a mess and filling his ears with the noisy sound of the wind.

The Hong Kong Police Force is located in the Arsenal House of the Police Headquarters at 1 Arsenal Street, Wan Chai, Hong Kong.

Guan Yingjun parked the car, took out his ID card, pressed it against the side to swipe the door open, and pulled Jian Ruochen in. A cool chill immediately swept over them.

Jian Ruochen rubbed his arms.

Guan Yingjun said: "The first floor is the reception and the Ordnance Law and Politics Department. In order to keep the bodies of the victims fresh, the air conditioners on the first and second floors are turned on quite high."

Jian Ruochen said "hmm".

Guan Yingjun pressed the elevator button, handed over a note, and whispered, "This is the place where Brother Jiu appeared recently. I guess you haven't cleaned it up yet, but you should be able to do something with this place."

Jian Ruochen took it and glanced at it, "Do you trust me so much?"

In Guan Sir’s mind, is he so smart?

Guan Yingjun responded and said, "The Organized Crime Investigation Division is on the 9th floor. Mr. Fang is waiting for you on the 9th floor. I will be downstairs on the 8th floor. You can go by yourself..."

The seventh and eighth floors are CIB’s territory.

"Don't worry, I can do it myself. It's not my first day at work." Jian Ruochen interrupted.

Just at this moment, the elevator dinged and we arrived at the eighth floor.

Jian Ruochen pushed Guan Yingjun out, and the police officer who came out to get hot water from the tea station put down his cup and said, "Good morning, Guan Sir."

Guan Yingjun stood firm and turned around, "Good morning."

There was no expression on his face. He was a little uncomfortable with working separately from Jian Ruochen. He had already worked there for half a year, but when Jian Ruochen appeared at the police station, he subconsciously felt that this person should stay by his side. He messed up his desk and lay on the sofa in the office to read books, drink water, and eat snacks.

But Jian Ruochen wanted to go to the ninth floor.

The police officer who greeted him earlier was startled by Guan Yingjun's expression and subconsciously looked into the elevator. Before the elevator door closed, he saw amber eyes bent towards him.

Jian Ruochen!

Did he come with Sir Guan?

Did Sir Guan really abduct him to the police department?

Awesome!

Guan Yingjun's face darkened slightly, and he looked at his watch. "Call a meeting at 8:30. I had a chat with Consultant Jian last night, and now I have a new idea."

"Yes Sir!" He paused after saluting and whispered, "Should I call Consultant Jian Inspector Jian? Or Sir Jian?"

"He has a probationary period of half a year. Call him Sir Jian." Guan Yingjun frowned slightly and walked quickly towards his office.

9th floor.

When Fang Kaichang saw Jian Ruochen, he smiled so hard that his teeth were showing. He opened his arms and gave him a warm hug. "I'm leaving Group A of the Criminal Investigation Department to you! I'm in charge of the Flying Tigers. From now on, the Criminal Investigation Department will still depend on you young people!"

The two hugged each other, and Jian Ruochen looked up and saw several familiar faces.

Zhang Xingzong, Liu Sizheng, Huo Mingxuan and Bi Xianxian were all promoted to the Criminal Investigation Department of the Police Force.

Zhang Xingzong was grinning with his teeth bared.

The Great Immortal Temple is really effective, and the Little God of Wealth is also effective. He actually got a promotion!

Fang Kaichang introduced: "Bi Xianxian has been promoted from sergeant to trainee inspector. We value her coordination ability, so we transferred her from West Kowloon. Mr. Zhang and Mr. Liu, both of them are in charge of clerical work, and they have been promoted to sergeant. As for Huo Mingxuan...hiss...hiss!"

He was a little confused, and after looking at it for a while, he suddenly said, "No, shouldn't you report to CIB?"

Huo Mingxuan was stunned. He picked up the promotion order and took a look at it. He was silent for a while, wiped his face and said, "We went the wrong way."

He had been working for CID for nearly ten years, and he was used to it. It didn't occur to him that he had to switch to intelligence.

Fang Kaichang glanced at his watch and said, "Go quickly, or you'll get scolded by Guan Yingjun on your first day at work."

Huo Mingxuan hurried downstairs with his bag on his back and disappeared in the CID in a flash.

Fang Kaichang then introduced the other five police officers of Group A one by one, most of whom had just been promoted.

"In addition to Group A, there are also many British police officers in Groups B and C." Fang Kaichang warned, "You must strictly abide by the confidentiality regulations when doing your work. You cannot reveal any word of the case assigned to you to Groups B and C."

"All case materials of Group A will be processed in Chinese. English backup will be discarded. Do you understand?"

Everyone said in unison, "Yes sir!"

"I'm usually in the main office of the Flying Tigers. If you have any problems, just call me. As long as it's a problem that Sir Jian can solve alone or jointly solve with Sir CIB, you don't need to come to me."

As soon as Fang Kaichang finished speaking, Jian Ruochen felt a weight on his shoulders. At this moment, he truly realized that he had taken on the trust of his colleagues and became the person responsible for other people's lives.

The CID of the Police Department is fluid, and any mistake may result in suspension. He still has a probationary period of half a year, and if he fails to handle the first case he gets, he may have to stay in the position of trainee inspector for a year before being promoted to inspector.

Jian Ruochen took a deep breath. He looked at Fang Sir's trusting expression and knew that his boss didn't want to hear any high-sounding words at this moment.

What Mr. Fang wants is sincerity.

"I will cooperate with everyone and bring Brother Nine to justice as soon as possible. If I really encounter trouble that I cannot solve, I will not endure it. Please take care of Team A." Jian Ruochen's voice was steady, neither humble nor arrogant.

Fang Kaichang smiled, and finally patted Jian Ruochen on the shoulder twice.

Young man, you really have a bright future.

These words expressed his attitude and took a step back, making him feel that Jian Ruochen was not arrogant and knew when to look for his elders.

It has been a long time since he has seen such a modest young man, who has such high emotional intelligence and speaks just right.

Jian Ruochen watched Fang Sir walk away.

As soon as the elevator in the tea room closed, Zhang Xingzong breathed a sigh of relief. "My god, the Flying Tigers leader has a different aura. The look in his eyes just now made my legs go weak. Sir Jian, why aren't you afraid?"

"They all have two eyes and a mouth, there's nothing to be afraid of." Jian Ruochen smiled and found the desk, flipped left and right, and found that the files and other things had been ignored and the desk was empty.

He didn't want to waste the morning looking for information, so he pulled out a whiteboard and said, "Brother Jiu's drug trafficking case is now in our hands. CIB is in charge of the intelligence. I learned the latest situation yesterday. Now I will tell you from the beginning."

The original members of Group A immediately picked up their notebooks and found a comfortable place to sit down, but the new members' submission was obviously only superficial, and their micro-expressions revealed a hint of reluctance.

Jane Ruochen waited for them.

He is no longer the 19-year-old helpless boy who needed to establish his authority. Now he has made great achievements and is able to convince others with his strength.

He uncapped the pen and started talking from the time he ran into Brother Jiu at the barber shop last June and discovered something was wrong, all the way until Brother Jiu was exposed and Guan Yingjun contacted the customs to obtain the exit ban and wanted order, and then to the new speculation he came up with after chatting with Guan Yingjun last night.

At first, the new employees were a little unconvinced, but as the notes on the whiteboard increased, as Jian Ruochen drew the topographic map and traffic map from Tsim Bei Tsui to Luohu by hand, and as the dense information was displayed in an orderly manner on the whiteboard.

Only then did they realize how terrifying Jian Ruochen was.

So smart.

Anyone who has met him would not feel jealous.

It was completely what Jian Ruo deserved for his situation to have fallen to this point.

A criminal psychologist consultant has such strong logical integration ability, so how strong is his criminal psychology level?

Wouldn't it be that as soon as you enter the door you see that they are a little dissatisfied?

"…Based on the current situation, Brother Jiu should be impatient to escape. He will either throw away the remaining goods or find someone to take over, make a profit, and flee to the mainland or the Philippines with the money."

Jian Ruochen drew a map between Hong Kong and Macau with his bare hands, and then connected it to the Philippine route. "If he wants to escape to the Philippines, he should take this route."

Zhang Xingzong looked at the contents written on the four whiteboards, puzzled, "Sister Bi, do we have to memorize the world map when we go to the police academy?"

Consultant Jian graduated from the police academy and is incredibly professional.

Bi Xianxian rolled her eyes. "I think he probably already knows how to do it. Think about the number of people who listened to footsteps during the ferry robbery. You went to the police academy, can you do it?"

Zhang Xingzong: …

Jian Ruochen gave these old friends a feeling of relaxation: Haha, I finally finished school and I don’t have to pretend anymore.

"CIB should have expected that Brother Jiu would take the Philippines route. Our people are all over the sea in recent days. Brother Jiu has no conditions to escape. He should choose the inland route." Liu Sizheng said, stroking his chin.

"Yes." Jian Ruochen used a red marker to draw a red circle on the fishing port below the Mipu Nature Reserve, encircling the fishing port below. "This is a planned fishing port. The terrain is very suitable for sheltering from the wind, and the waterways are well connected. I suspect he will stay here."

"According to the places of appearance and transaction found by CIB, this fishing port happens to be within its psychological safety zone."

As Jian Ruochen spoke, he took out the note given by Guan Yingjun and circled the location on it with a blue pen.

There is an intersection between the blue circle and the red circle.

A few unfamiliar newcomers looked at it and suddenly felt a chill down their spines.

If this method were used on them, not to mention their psychological safety zone, even the time capsules they buried when they were young might be found.

Most people have no privacy if people like Jian Ruochen want it.

Same for them.

Too strong.

How can I not accept it?