Huo Qi still felt that the word "comrade" gave him goosebumps and made him feel uncomfortable all over.
Song Yuanchao's large, dry, and warm hand gripped his tightly, making him feel extremely nauseous.
He also remembered that the bodies reported as deceased at the Hong Kong Sanatorium & Hospital were all signed with the character "Song". From the deaths of Xiang Tiange to Gui Tou Rong, this bodyguard named Song Zai was present. In other words, he was the key figure in Nie Zhao's contact with the mainland over the years. If Huo Qi had discovered him three or four years ago, he would have arrested him on the spot.
But now, after the harsh realities of time, he is no longer the same person he once was.
Song Yuanchao then said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Song Yuanchao, I am 36 years old, a special police officer, number 0004. The organization requires me to fully cooperate with your work. I also ask Inspector Huo and Young Master Nie to keep my identity confidential and cooperate with my work in accordance with the special police regulations of China. Let us work together to complete the mission."
What else could Huo Qi say? He simply said, "I will cooperate."
He looked at Nie Jiajun, who seemed a little confused.
He thought to himself, "No way, could it be that my sister was also kidnapped by the mainland army?"
He and Nie Jiayu were the only remaining hope for their family.
If Song Zai were a bodyguard, he wouldn't even give him a second glance. He couldn't possibly become his brother-in-law either, since his sister is a staunch non-marriage advocate.
But what if he's an agent from mainland China? Could he become his superior in the future?
He could only mimic Huo Qi's tone and say, "Me too, I will guarantee to cooperate and keep it confidential."
To avoid embarrassment, he quickly changed the subject, saying, "We need your military's kind of national radar and radio, a complete set of listening devices. I also hope to have even smaller listening devices. In addition, we plan to conduct investigations in the homes of various district councilors, and in case we get shot, we also need your bulletproof steel plates."
Song Yuanchao took out his notebook and wrote things down one by one, saying, "No problem."
But then he added, "Leave this job to me. You two haven't received professional special agent training, so don't bother."
They break into other people's homes to eavesdrop, and only a novice like Yu Guangxu wouldn't be able to detect it.
A true elite agent trained by the British Military Intelligence Service could be identified by the mere scent of the intruders' body odor once their territory was invaded, let alone footprints and fingerprints. Therefore, Song Yuanchao had to take charge of the operation himself.
But Huo Qi felt something was amiss. He said, "You're Boss Nie's personal bodyguard. If you don't follow him and come to work with us, won't the media get suspicious? And what about those white police officers at the station? Won't they notice something unusual?"
Nie Jiajun hurriedly explained, "He's currently working for A Yuan, my uncle's bodyguard. It's Ivanov, that big white Russian, who's doing the job. A Yuan doesn't go out much, so he doesn't have much work."
Well, Huo Qi really doesn't know this.
But if Song Yuanchao hadn't suddenly disappeared from Nie Zhao's side, there wouldn't have been a big problem.
Now that he had taken over, Huo Qi was going home.
Song Yuanchao quickly stopped him and asked, "You haven't received a salary recently, so you must be having some financial difficulties. We have funds available, and all you need to do is write an application. I have some paper here, and I can teach you how to write it."
Just like Song Yuanchao, who came to work, not only did he receive his full salary, but he also received an allowance.
Huo Qi's current job can be considered a special agent's job. As long as he applies, the special police team will pay him a salary, and because he is from Hong Kong, he is paid according to the local salary standards.
But due to Huo Sir's awkward personality, he didn't even want Nie Jiajun's sponsorship, let alone one issued by the mainland military.
He said, "It doesn't matter anymore. I stopped paying the mortgage a long time ago. I don't need the money because I am still me, a Hong Konger. Huo Qi, your organization is just a partner, not a superior-subordinate relationship. I don't need your organization's charity!"
He slammed the door shut and left.
Song Yuanchao wanted to pursue him.
But Nie Jiajun said, "Alright, let's ignore him and let him be."
Song Yuanchao said, "If he defaults on his mortgage, the bank will take back the property and auction it off."
Nie Jiajun said, "No, I gave his mother money, and she has been paying it back, but he just doesn't know it."
Huo Qi himself was proud and wouldn't accept charity, but his mother was willing to accept it.
After all, it's rumored that Nie Jiajun is Huo Qi's same-sex lover, and Huo's mother considers Nie Jiajun her daughter-in-law.
Therefore, Nie Jiajun doesn't need to give Huo Qi money; he can just give the money to his mother.
For now, Mrs. Huo will pay for the house. As long as the Military Intelligence Bureau's agent can be caught, Nie Jiajun will personally go to see Inspector Gu and ask him to exonerate Huo Sir and let him return to work in the police force. At that time, he will be able to afford the house.
Song Yuanchao should go back to Repulse Bay too. Seeing Nie Jiajun standing there, he asked, "Aren't you coming with me?"
Nie Jiajun wanted to stay at a hotel tonight. For him, booking a room was just a matter of telling the front desk, and whether he wanted to go home or not was his own business. But Song Yuanchao looked serious, so he had no choice but to pack up his computer and say, "Let's go together."
Song Yuanchao's official vehicle was an old Pajero. He opened the door and let Nie Jiajun sit down before getting in himself.
Nie Jiajun glanced at his watch and sensed something was amiss: "It's already 10 p.m. You should be off work by now. Why are you going home? If you do, you won't actually get off work until midnight."
This foolish young master only realized today that a secret agent from the mainland was working like a slave in his house.
Song Yuanchao had truly adapted, and said, "Young Master, don't worry. We take naps during our afternoon nap time. We don't sleep much at night, but I'll make up for it during my nap time."
But Nie Jiajun still felt something was off: "My sister is with you, but you get off work so late every day and go to work so early, so you don't really have much time to spend with her?"
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