His glory was nourished by Han Yuzhu. It is hateful that even now, although he is bedridden, he is still unenlightened. How can Nie Zhao not feel pain and ask him to invite a Taoist priest?
Nie Zhao wished that evil spirits would haunt him every day.
Of course, this can also be seen as learning from his father's lesson, so he would tell Chen Rou to enjoy herself to the fullest and not to rush home.
Nie Zhao washed his son's face, which resembled a kitten's, fed him some complementary food, and then took his son to the hospital to visit his father in a grand manner.
In fact, although he hoped for Nie Rong, he did not want him to die, because Nie Zhao was always afraid that once his father died, without his father as a warning, he would forget the path he came from and his original aspirations.
He was afraid he would become like his father, the very person he hated most.
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Putting aside Boss Nie's inner struggle, at this moment, the two sides of the Governor's Mansion gate were full of Flying Tigers and Royal Police, as well as British troops from Sham Shui Po. They were obviously specially selected, each one tall and muscular.
But after all, the empire was in decline, and there were no truly outstanding soldiers to be found. Each and every British soldier had an honest, simple face, like an old farmer from the Welsh countryside.
Huo Qi was also present, but he was no longer a policeman. Logically, he shouldn't have been able to enter this place, let alone set up a radio station at close range to receive radio signals. There were currently three radio systems here, including those used by the staff inside the official residence, the British Army, and the Royal Police, as well as broadcasting equipment from various television stations.
To prevent sabotage, police professionals were also on site, constantly monitoring the various radio stations.
In this situation, what could Huo Qi do to conduct wiretapping right under the noses of the police?
The idea was supposedly devised by Chen Ke, but Chen Rou suspected that Yue Zhongqi was the one behind it.
In short, the mainland police gave Huo Qi a complete set of fake identities, and then he set up a Taiwanese TV station on his own. He then painted and modified a car to pretend that it was a Taiwanese media outlet and was even given the best camera position.
Because the first to arrive will be the advance team, and there will also be a red carpet event later.
Chen Rou's car was pulled over to the side of the road in order to take photos on the red carpet.
At these banquets, the cars are parked first, and then the chief secretary in the official residence makes arrangements for who should appear first and who should appear later.
Of course, the Governor's Office does not notify others of its activities in advance.
The first to enter were undoubtedly the Chief Justice, district councilors, and respected senior university presidents, so Chen Rou, the businesswoman's wife, had to wait quite a while until someone notified her car to move forward before she could continue.
However, as soon as Nie Jiajun flashed his fake press card, he swaggered in with a video camera.
Once inside the broadcast van, seeing Huo Qi intently looking through binoculars, he asked, "Have you found anything?"
Huo Qi didn't move, only saying, "The Governor and Colonel Lango have been chatting the whole time."
Nie Jiajun snatched the binoculars from his hand and said angrily, "Dude, they're right across from us, we can see them with our own eyes."
Colonel Rango, currently their prime suspect in the spiest agent "Robin," was chatting with the Governor's chief secretary, O-Team Chief Lin Yong, and several British generals on the steps of the official residence.
Nie Jiajun wondered if his brother Huo had something wrong with his head; he could see it with his own eyes, yet he insisted on using binoculars.
But Huo Qi got angry, snatched back the binoculars, and said, "You? You want to be a criminal investigation police officer?"
He said angrily, "I'm analyzing Colonel Lango's lips, I'm reading lips. Do you even know how to solve a case? You're just a troublemaker."
Nie Jiajun wasn't angry at being scolded; instead, he admired Huo Qi even more: "WOW, you can actually read lips?"
Then he asked, "Have you figured it out? What is he saying?"
If Colonel Rango is the 'robin,' then Lin Yong is his subordinate. They are whispering to each other, so what exactly are they talking about? Huo Qi can analyze it just by looking at their lip movements.
Huo Qi said irritably, "You can come if you want, but you interrupted me, didn't you?"
He then raised the binoculars again and said, "My mother made some sweet soup and asked me to bring it to you. Go and have some sweet soup."
But as he was speaking, Nie Jiajun turned around and kicked over the sugar water.
Huo Qi hadn't even had a sip of the sweet soup his mother made yet. He was about to get angry, but then he changed his mind and said, "It's here."
This was also his first time having close contact with mainland soldiers.
Although he had long expected that the soldiers from the mainland would be similar to Chen Ke and Yue Zhongqi.
All the Hong Kong media were eagerly awaiting the arrival of the Governor, who was already in place inside the gate. Colonel Lange and his men swaggered in and stood behind the Governor. Huo Qi couldn't help but feel a little excited. He put on his hat and got out of the car.
A Dongfeng wartime command vehicle, which didn't look fast, arrived at the door in the blink of an eye.
The driver, a tall, serious-looking young man, got out of the car, ran to the back door, opened it, and stood at attention.
Immediately afterwards, two soldiers, as tall as the driver and dressed in green military uniforms, got off the vehicle, stood still, and raised their hands. But it only lasted for two seconds at most. Then, as if they had agreed beforehand, they turned around at the same time, took the same steps, and went up the steps.
Nie Jiajun asked Huo Qi, "Did you see it clearly?"
Huo Qi glanced at the reporters beside him, then stopped talking. By the time they had even focused on the camera, the people had already left.
All they captured on camera were two figures walking in unison, their backs to the camera as they ascended the steps.
One of the reporters, who had a digital camera, adjusted the lighting and whispered, "I have a title for this photo: 'Oppression from the Empire.'"
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