But before getting out of the car, Nie Zhao handed the dagger to the driver and said, "Why don't you give it a try, sir?"
He didn't want to call the client today, but when he got home after landing, he wanted to give his wife a gift but couldn't pull out a knife. How embarrassing! The driver was a soldier, and he thought he should be able to pull out a knife. Let's talk about the key points.
But the driver waved his hands and refused. He smiled and said, "Mr. Nie, I'm sorry, as a driver, it's my responsibility to drive and safely deliver you to your destination. If I brandish weapons in front of you, my superiors will punish me."
Nie Zhao understood; the driver could pull it out, but he wouldn't demonstrate his skills or teach him.
It's outrageous! In Hong Kong, where money is everything, who would dare treat Nie Zhao like this?
But when you're under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head, so he could only endure it.
But if I can't pull it out, isn't it just a useless dagger? How can I give it to my wife?
Mr. Nie has a terrible headache!
At the same time, a group of mainland police officers and Huo Qi, who had just received a police report and rushed back to direct traffic after Huang Sir jumped off the building, stood together.
Looking at the mess of tofu pudding and watermelon pulp on the ground, Chen Ke said to Huo Qi, "He was from the slums, just like you. His son was only three years old. A life was lost just like that."
Wang Baodao succinctly stated: "This is called murder to silence a witness. In broad daylight, in front of everyone, is there no law left?"
Yue Zhongqi said, "I've had a pleasant time working with you, but I'm afraid you might be the next one to jump off the building."
Inspector Wong is not innocent, because he just took out a mortgage on a building in Central, with a down payment of over a million dollars, which is not something an ordinary wage earner can save up.
That must have been paid for by Cheung Tze-keung; his salary could cover the 30-year installment plan.
But even the down payment wasn't clean, so he had no choice but to obey Zhang Ziqiang's orders.
With his death, the mortgage on the house should be paid off in one go.
We're all just ordinary people; if Inspector Wong doesn't jump the gun, someone else will. But is that really the reality?
The ruthless criminal was rampant. During his bail period, he drove around killing people and roaming the entire city. The police high command seemed to be blind to his actions, and simply pushed out a low-level person to cover it up with the blood of the low-level people.
Standing at the very bottom of the police force, in the position of a traffic policeman, and looking up, Huo Qi realized that the pride and honor he once thought he had were nothing but naive idealism. Above him was a tangled web of collusion between police and criminals, woven with money!
He took out his phone, dialed Nie Jiajun, and asked, "Do you have time? We need to go to the police station to check guns."
On the other side, Nie Jiajun put down his phone, scratched his head, and asked Chen Rou, "Xi Niang, based on your analysis, where should that gun be?"
Chen Rou was busy working in the study when she smiled and said, "Go with Huo Sir to look for it. Persistence pays off, and I believe you will definitely find it."
Nie Jiajun picked up A Yuan, who was idly banging on a rattle drum on the ground, kissed him twice, and went to find a gun.
On September 3rd, the anniversary of the island's victory in the War of Resistance Against Japan, Chen Rou drew a line, signifying the formal deployment of the next step.
Public opinion has already risen. Let's do it on September 3rd. Let's brandish that gun and expose all the corrupt officials in the Hong Kong police force, bringing them to light in broad daylight.
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