Chapter 87 Guan Yingjun is very wild when driving

North side of Route 8, Stonecutters Island.

On the undeveloped road south of Zhongzhi Park, inside a white Toyota V20.

Jiang Hanyu listened to the faint sound of sirens beside his ears and his eyes fell on the mobile phone that had fallen to the ground. He bent down to pick it up, hurriedly replaced the battery that had been dropped, closed the back cover, restarted the phone, and opened the address book.

Jiang Yongyan, Jiang Mingshan, Lu Qian...

These familiar names and numbers can no longer be dialed.

Jiang Hanyu's face was in tears, and his tears fell onto the screen of his mobile phone, his eyes were blurred by the tears. He rubbed his sleeves against the screen of his mobile phone, and pressed the down key in a panic, counting down the names.

At the engagement party, he met many powerful people, and there should be some who could help him.

Ban Jiayu, deputy director of the Security Bureau, was imprisoned.

The Secretary's Office, the Legislative Council...

The more he turned, the colder Jiang Hanyu felt.

He suddenly realized that the people he met through Lu Qian were either Lu Qian's accomplices or were under police investigation because of their business dealings with Lu Qian.

Upon closer inspection, he found that the only person who could answer his call was Lu Rong.

There's no use calling.

Lu Rong only thinks about how to use him and squeeze out his value, and won't help him at all.

Jiang Hanyu pulled out the SIM card in his phone and replaced it with a new one. He opened the trunk, moved the secret compartment, took out the spare Hong Kong dollars and gold inside, and took out the fake passport prepared by his father.

Entry and exit are restricted and you cannot take flights or ferries. But you can't take the public ferry, but you can take a private yacht.

Fake passports can still be used.

He stared at Jiang Mingshan's photo for a while, closed it and threw it aside, took out another one, then picked up the spare gasoline and poured it all next to the car body and the parking space.

All the police in Kowloon are looking for him now, and the police force must be dispersed, otherwise there will be no hope of escape.

Jiang Hanyu took out an emergency match from the storage compartment, lit it, and threw it out.

Clusters of flames lit up and quickly climbed up the car along the wet marks left by the gasoline.

Ten minutes later.

boom--

The sound of Toyota's explosion echoed throughout Zhongzhi Park.

Three minutes later, the Crime Squad of West Kowloon Regional Police Station.

Lin Yazhi had no choice but to call Jian Ruochen and Guan Yingjun who were chasing Jiang Hanyu. "Three minutes ago, a car explosion occurred on the north side of Route 8 in Stonecutters Island and the south side of Zhongzhi Park. We have not yet learned about the casualties."

"Currently, the fire department and the serious crime team have sent members to the scene. Team C and your team A are both at the riverbank. Other teams in the serious crime team have murder cases to deal with... I'll let Team Z come and listen to your dispatch?"

Although Group Z uses the last letter, it is actually the tenth group.

It is a special operations team specifically responsible for combating pornography and illegal publications. A few months ago, Group A became famous because it took down the Platinum Club and Guan Yingjun.

Guan Yingjun thought of Ho Chiu-yung's face and slightly protruding belly, and was silent for a while: "... Ask him to take people to the traffic booths at several major intersections in Sham Shui Po and Yau Tsim Mong to ask if any traffic police have seen the license plate A8456. If so, report the location."

Lin Yazhi said: "OK."

Hang up the phone.

Guan Yingjun unfolded a map and marked several underwater tunnels with a marker.

Jian Ruochen leaned over to take a look. "Now the only three undersea tunnels have set up checkpoints. Jiang Hanyu is trapped on the Kowloon Peninsula. The police also published his license plate number. I don't think he will use the car again. It's too easy to be exposed."

Although Jiang Hanyu has no sense of morality and is not smart enough, he is definitely not a stupid person.

The car is not usable.

You can’t take the plane or ferry…

What other modes of travel are left?

"Stowaway on a freighter?"

In the 1990s, many Hong Kong people saw the business opportunities brought about by the information gap between the mainland and Hong Kong, so they took fishing boats or cargo ships to sneak into the mainland to make money.

Make the difference and earn huge profits.

Bring Hong Kong's gray trade to the mainland.

Jiang Hanyu grew up in a Hong Kong businessman's family and should know this approach.

The words on the map are so small that I can't see them clearly no matter how hard I try. Jian Ruochen had no choice but to stretch out his right hand and press it on Guan Yingjun's thigh to support his center of gravity. Half of his body tilted over, and his left hand pointed at the dock line in the upper left corner of the map, "Jiang Hanyu turned around at the tunnel entrance. If you drive back, you will see docks everywhere. There are ten of them."

Half of Guan Yingjun's attention was on his thighs that were supported by the young man, and the lower half of his body was tense.

He dropped his eyes, his throat tightening unconsciously, and forced himself to focus the other half of his attention on the map.

Jian Ruochen hesitated for a moment, then suddenly fixed his gaze, and his fingertips stopped at a spot on the map, "Zhongzhi Park?"

Isn't this where the car explosion happened?

Is it such a coincidence?

Jian Ruochen curled the fingers that were pressed on Guan Yingjun's legs, "If Jiang Hanyu abandons the car and uses a private ferry, he will definitely pass by Zhongzhi Park!"

Guan Yingjun felt itchy, so he held Jian Ruochen in one hand and dialed the number of Inspector He Chaoyong of Group Z with the other hand.

He Chaoyong: "Hello?"

Guan Yingjun grabbed Jian Ruochen's wrists with one hand, "Sir He, is there any news?"

"Yes, yes..." He Chaoyong hesitated to speak.

Just when Guan Yingjun thought he was going to ask for an exorbitant amount of money.

He Chaoyong laughed and said, "Forget it. For the sake of the little god of wealth, I'll just tell you straight."

"The traffic policeman at this intersection in Sham Shui Po said he saw a Toyota with license plate A8456. He said he took a closer look because he likes to study retro cars. The side-view mirror was installed on the fender, which suited his aesthetic taste."

"The car went northwest from Branch Point Road."

After He Chaoyong finished speaking, he emphasized, "I told you this for the sake of the little god of wealth. We are colleagues, and you have never helped me in any way, but Jian Ruochen is different."

Guan Yingjun lowered his eyes and looked at Jian Ruochen, "What did I do for you?"

Jian Ruochen blinked:?

He Chaoyong smiled and said, "He may not even know it himself. The news of cracking down on pornography and illegal publications is very sensitive. No media in Hong Kong is willing to publish a special report. Only STN is willing to do it... Thanks to the efforts of Jian Ruochen and our Z team, it can be seen by the people of Hong Kong, otherwise..."

He sighed, "There is a lot of prejudice outside when it comes to anti-pornography work."

He Chaoyong said, "Okay, I've given you the message. It won't delay your work. If you need anything, just talk to me."

Guan Yingjun said: "Thank you for your hard work. I will treat you to a meal another day."

He Chaoyong was about to say something polite when a busy tone came from the other end of the phone.

He was silent for a while, then shook his head and laughed, "This Guan Yingjun..."

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Guan Yingjun started the car and drove out of the emergency lane. "Jiang Hanyu's car drove northwest from Zhijiao Road, which is Zhongzhi Park. You are right."

Jian Ruochen: "Then he blew up the car to deliberately distract the police force?"

"Yes." Guan Yingjun said, "To the west of Zhongzhi Park is the container terminal, and there are many cargo ships there that help people smuggle. Use my phone to call Huang Youquan and ask him about the schedule for today's cargo ship departure."

Jian Ruochen looked around the dashboard, "Where's your phone?"

Guan Yingjun: "In my pocket."

The car was going very fast and we were in a hurry.

Guan Yingjun looked straight at the road conditions and eased off the accelerator a little. Jian Ruochen immediately picked up his pocket, took out his cell phone, found Huang Youquan's number and dialed it.

After three busy tones, Huang Youquan's hazy voice came from the phone, "Hello?"

Jian Ruochen blinked and decided on the address in an instant, "Brother Quan, I am Jian Ruochen."

"Oh, Sir Jian." The sleepiness in Huang Youquan's voice faded.

He glanced at the caller ID suspiciously, and had a new understanding of the importance of this consultant in Guan Yingjun's heart. "Just call me by my full name, I don't deserve to be called Brother Quan. Hey, did Sir Guan give you any instructions?"

"Yes. Sir Guan asked me to ask you about the cargo ship arrangements at the container terminal today. The money is negotiable." Jian Ruochen's voice was filled with laughter.

Informant.

Being law-abiding again may only be temporary.

When interacting with such people, you must know when to stop.

They are very sensitive and may make mistakes and fall into the abyss because of a word from their contact.

For example, Lin Zheng, the informant under Duan Ming.

Jian Ruochen smiled and said, "You name the price."

"Wow, so generous?" Huang Youquan sat down in front of the table and looked through the pile of papers.

There was a rustling sound in the receiver.

Jian Ruochen listened and said jokingly, "Yes, I will pay this time, but you can't ask for too much. One or two hundred million is a bit too much."

Huang Youquan paused for a moment, "How can it be that much? Ten or twenty thousand is the most. It's not like I'll only do this one order in my lifetime."

"Found it." He glanced at the data sheet, "Only Pier 8 has a route running today."

Jian Ruochen: "What's the time?"

"Six o'clock in the afternoon."

"Thank you." Jian Ruochen smiled and looked at the time on his wrist.

There are 9 minutes left until 18:00.

Jian Ruochen said, "Come to the gate of Xiangjiang University the day after tomorrow, and Guan Sir and I will treat you to lunch."

Huang Youquan said a few polite words and hung up the phone.

Jian Ruochen stuffed the phone back into Guan Yingjun's pocket, "Sir Guan, there's a cargo ship at Pier 8, it's leaving at 18:00. Can it be faster?"

Guan Yingjun pressed his feet forward, the engine roared, and the speedometer needle jumped and went straight to 150.

He whispered, "Sit still."

The man's low and hoarse voice mixed with the roar of the engine, revealing a different kind of sexiness. He was very wild when he drove, with an excited and bloodthirsty bestiality.

This wildness forms a contrast with Guan Yingjun's cold and handsome appearance and calm and decisive style of handling cases.

Jian Ruochen couldn't explain the charm of this contrast.

But when you think about it carefully, when he didn't know how to find the hidden layer of Tianquandu Entertainment City in a short time, Guan Yingjun's thin lips moved slightly, and when he read the word "blasting", it was indeed wild and handsome.

Jian Ruochen looked at the scenery rapidly receding on both sides of the front window, his heart pounding against his chest.

The car was going too fast and he was a little nervous.

So he took out the intercom to divert attention, "Madam, Sir Guan and I are now heading to Pier 8 of Stonecutters Island. According to speculation, Jiang Hanyu is likely to use the cargo ship at Pier 8 to sneak across the border. Please request support."

Six minutes later, Guan Yingjun parked the car outside Pier No. 8 and the two opened the door and got out.

The moment the car door closed.

The lights at Container Terminal No. 8 on Stonecutters Island in Hong Kong suddenly lit up.

The bright yellow light made the entire pier look like stars. The light spots on the water not far away danced in the sunset like bright lights.

“Woo——”

Not far away, a whistle sounded, like a long horn, echoing on the empty sea.

Jian Ruochen looked carefully and saw a cargo ship docked at the pier that had already begun to draw in the anchor and untie the ropes.

That cargo ship did not have the load-bearing capacity of the one in 2030 and only had dozens of containers.

Guan Yingjun rushed over quickly, holding up his ID and said, "CID! I suspect you are harboring a wanted suspect! Delay departure immediately!"

The old man in charge of untying the ropes under the boat did not stop, but tilted his head as if he was hard of hearing, "What?"

The old man seemed relaxed on the surface, but his chin was retracted and his eyes were darting around, clearly interrupting.

These people have seen too many smuggling incidents and must have made a lot of money from it. They may want to take advantage of the situation and think that once the boat leaves, the police will have no evidence and cannot do anything to them.

Jian Ruochen said: "He is pretending, don't waste your time with him."

He pulled Guan Yingjun and pointed at the boarding ladder, "The boat hasn't moved yet, let's jump over."

The old man was stunned, "You..."

Without saying another word, the two of them climbed up the ladder in two steps. Guan Yingjun stepped over and opened his arms to Jian Ruochen, "Come."

Jian Ruochen took a deep breath, closed his eyes, took a few steps back, took a run-up, and then leaped forward.

The man caught Jian Ruochen easily and held him firmly on the deck.

"You jumped farther than before." Guan Yingjun said, pulling out his gun and loading it. "During the last ferry robbery, you were hanging on the gantry and couldn't climb up."

Jian Ruochen's ears felt hot for a moment, "I don't remember."

Guan Yingjun understood, "Okay. I remembered it wrongly."

Jian Ruochen: ...

How could the comfort be so obvious?

Guan Yingjun curled his lips, then turned around with a solemn expression, walked to the side of the cabin, knocked on the door, and raised his ID to the first mate who came to open the door, "CID! Stop the ship immediately. I suspect you are harboring criminals."

He raised his gun and said in a steady tone: "Stop the boat and cooperate with the investigation, or you will be sued for obstruction of justice!"

Jian Ruochen looked around the cockpit and suddenly narrowed his eyes.

He walked to the bridge, took out a handkerchief, picked up a small glass bottle of gold beans, and shook it at the first mate, "Wow, gold beans? Where did they come from? Is there an exchange on the sea that can use gold?"

He asked in a deep voice: "Where did it come from? Where is the person who gave you this?"

The first mate raised his hands, sweat on his forehead: "Sir, let me explain..."

Guan Yingjun interrupted: "Stop the boat!"

As soon as the words fell, overlapping sirens sounded throughout the dock.

Support has arrived.

Jian Ruochen asked softly, "Sir, will you cooperate with the police and wait for the reward, or will you choose to sit in the dock and listen to the judge declare that you have obstructed justice?"

The first mate bowed, "I'll stop, I'll stop... No, no, no, I'm going to dock again now. Sir, you're welcome to come aboard and search. I don't know what's hidden in here!"