One of the reasons is that, tonight, in order to prevent the military from taking action, the mainland military will cut off all the cables, paralyzing the entire British military base.
After listening patiently to his complaints, Chen Rou smiled and said, "By the way, I've been waiting for what you promised me."
At the last auction, Colonel Lango gifted Chen Rou a model made of sandalwood, supposedly used in ancient times before the main hall of the imperial palace was built. Its value was far greater than the opium pipe Chen Rou gave to Colonel Lango.
Its starting bid was 6 million, but because it belonged to Colonel Rango, it was withdrawn from the auction and given to her.
The two talked a lot, about the customs and culture of the mainland and about Great Britain. Chen Rou had asked him to do something, but actually she hadn't, and Colonel Lango couldn't remember either.
But Chen Rou spoke with such certainty that Colonel Lango went along with it, saying, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."
Chen Rou smiled and said, "Then I'll wait for your good news."
Just as she was about to hang up, Colonel Lango suddenly asked, "Miss Nie, are you and Mr. Nie, uh, alright?"
Chen Rou smiled and said, "Fortunately, at least we didn't have any disputes today."
Colonel Rango's tone was tinged with disappointment: "That sounds like a good thing."
Then she added, “You are just a fragile woman, like a dodder vine, who needs a man’s care. I pity your situation very much, and please believe that I will always be behind you, no matter what.”
Fortunately, he spoke in English, which only a few of Boss Nie's bodyguards could understand; the other mainlanders were completely bewildered.
Otherwise, Yue Zhongqi would probably be the first to burst out laughing.
Chen Rou hung up the phone, and the ship had already arrived at the Jewelry Pier. The Tamar base was just ahead.
Now, all they can do is wait for news and see when Bob will act, and then they will act accordingly.
Meanwhile, in the police station, in the office of a mid-level officer from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, Sir James, who was openly wiretapping, listened to Colonel Lango's conversation with Chen Rou and, with certainty, pointed to the phone and said, "He will definitely be there tonight."
There's a group of white police officers here tonight, some sitting and some standing, discussing something.
Bob stood in the doorway, arms crossed, and smiled, saying, "Leave it to me."
Sir James slammed his fist on the table: "Stop him! Arrest him! If he dares to order the military to harass you..."
A police officer slit his throat: "Let's solve this once and for all. Our empire may lack other things, but it certainly doesn't lack colonels."
It would be difficult to deal with a military general being killed by agents, but the Director of Military Intelligence would negotiate with the military. Moreover, Colonel Rango was already involved in treason, so killing him was not wrong. Everyone looked at each other and nodded in tacit agreement.
Of course, the other officers will not be disbanded; they will wait for news within the police station.
To avoid alerting Colonel Rango, Bob didn't make a big fuss and entered the base directly through the main gate. He would choose to use a small gate that was closer to the police station, so of course his name would be on the visitor logs.
But if Colonel Rango were to casually ask if he was there when he arrived, the gate guard would definitely say no.
Because their access records are not yet online, a phone call is still needed to confirm the message.
Colonel Rango, however, is the type who won't wait for a phone call.
Bob was going to deal with a colonel, so he carried a bag with his cell phone, walkie-talkie, gun, dagger, and even a military knife. But after taking his things downstairs, he had to go to Causeway Bay for a meal first.
They haven't eaten yet because they've been working overtime.
He enjoyed his meal quite a bit. He ordered steak for himself at his usual restaurant and poured himself a glass of red wine that he had stored there. He ate to his heart's content.
There are many prostitutes in Causeway Bay, and they naturally like these foreigners. As he walked along the road, beautiful women greeted him. He glanced at the Nie family in the distance, smiled, and shook his head.
Chen Rou, right? She's just an Eastern woman like any other girl on the street. He'll deal with Colonel Rango first, and then he'll deal with her. He still believes that being a secret agent is something only men can do, and white men at that.
He lazily hailed a taxi and headed straight for the Tamar base.
Just after he got into the taxi, a motorcycle came out from the side, and the person on the motorcycle was Huo Qi.
He dialed Chen Rou's number and said, "He's on his way, he'll be there in about 30 minutes."
Chen Rou said, "I understand, be careful."
Huo Qi didn't go to Tamar Ship; instead, he returned to the police station building.
He said, "Don't worry, none of those white bastards inside will get out of here."
If anything happens to Bob, the few white officers waiting for news in the police station will be the most anxious. Unlike the British troops who will withdraw and leave completely, they are few in number but control several of the most crucial departments of the Hong Kong Police Force. They not only do not want to leave, but also want to permanently ride on the heads of the Chinese police officers.
It doesn't matter whether Colonel Rango lives or dies; if Bob dies, they'll fight to the death.
What Huo Qi needs to do now is fight those paparazzi to the death; this is Hong Kong for Hong Kong people.
He wants to clean out those white pigs one by one!
Back to Chen Rou, the real protagonist today is an ordinary person who seems to be someone no one would care about at all.
He was in his forties, thin and short, with a slightly hunched back, and his face was as plain as could be.
He was, of course, Ah Kang. He wasn't on the ship, but had been back in Hong Kong for half a month and had set up a small tent not far from the Tamar base, camping and scavenging for a living.
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