Nie Zhao also felt that the time spent dawdling was a bit too long.
It's been half an hour already, and Commissioner Liao and Chief Inspector Gu are all gathered around that beat-up police car.
After staring at it for a moment, he suddenly understood what was going on and said to Secretary An, who was driving, "An Jie, go and call Song Zai."
Chen Rou frowned upon seeing this: "These Hong Kong police officers want to take the person away directly and steal the credit."
She was instantly furious because Chen Ke and his team had been living next to a public toilet to complete today's case, and everyone had contracted pneumonia. They had also been stationed at various intersections in Kowloon for nearly two months, breathing in exhaust fumes every day.
They arrested Cheung Tze-keung, and this place is just the crime scene. The only reporters here are from Hong Kong. There should be a press conference first thing tomorrow morning. Before that, Cheung Tze-keung should be detained by mainland police officers.
The press conference should be held by mainland police officers, and there should be a handover ceremony. Reporters from mainland China, Taiwan, Hong Kong, Japan, South Korea, Malaysia, the Philippines, and other countries will be present. That is what Chen Rou's original intention was to fight so hard.
She wanted her seniors to not only become famous in Hong Kong, but also to establish a positive image internationally.
But the old guys in the Hong Kong police force, like Commissioner Liao and Inspector Gu, seem to be just like Huo Qi. They're trying to renege on their losses and take the criminals away on the spot, aren't they?
Thinking deeper, as they take over, will the scandal that happened a few years ago, where Cheung Tze-keung robbed a Rolex worth 80 million, only to be acquitted after being prosecuted, causing an uproar throughout the Asia-Pacific region, repeat itself?
But there are only 6 officers from the mainland, and the area outside is heavily surrounded by Hong Kong police. What can be done?
Chen Rou looked at Nie Zhao: "We can't let them take people away. We need to think of something quickly."
Because Nie Rong also came, Nie Zhao had no choice but to send out his bodyguards to protect his father.
With a large group of reporters watching, it would be best for Song Yuanchao to step in and do what Nie Zhao needs to do.
As soon as Secretary An called, Song Yuanchao ran over, bent down to look through the car window, and said, "Boss."
Nie Zhao said, "Go find Commissioner Liao and Inspector Gu and tell them that I have some things from Detective Yu that I need to hand over to them."
Yu Heng is dead, and Nie Zhao's biggest worry has been resolved. Commissioner Liao and Inspector Gu were both people who worked for Yu Heng back then. When Yu Heng sent Inspector Lei to rob Nie Yao at the Happy Valley villa, only Inspector Lei was dealt with in the end. Nie Zhao never caused trouble for Commissioner Liao or Inspector Gu, and even gave them money during holidays.
But since they've acted shamelessly in public today, Nie Zhao can't let it go; he'll have to make an example of them.
Song Yuanchao pushed through the crowd and headed toward Commissioner Liao and Inspector General Gu. Nie Zhao, unusually playful, whispered in his wife's ear, "Let's keep an eye on whoever's expression changes; that's who's involved with Yu Heng."
Chen Rou smiled and said, "Moreover, although that person doesn't say anything on the surface, he opposes the handover and even hates it. So he secretly fuels the flames and condones Cheung Tze-keung's disruption of Hong Kong's security."
Nie Zhao grasped his wife's hand, which, though not as large as his own, had a rough palm that would itch with the slightest touch. He smiled and said, "Look at Commissioner Liao, he's definitely acting strangely. He's here..."
Upon hearing that there were items left behind by Detective Yu, Commissioner Liao's expression changed. He abandoned the argument at the scene and headed towards the Rolls-Royce. Inspector Gu remained silent for a moment before following closely behind.
In front of the beat-up police car assigned to the mainland officers by the Kowloon Police Station, Commissioner Cheung of the Police Department looked down at Yue Zhongqi, who was fiddling with a screwdriver, and asked anxiously, "Still can't open it?"
Yue Zhongqi stood up, first smiling, but before he could speak, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Chen Ke rushed forward to help the man, but before he could speak, Yue Zhongqi lunged at Zhang Sir: "Trouble, I need an ambulance."
There were ambulances outside, but the Hong Kong police officers blocked them from coming in.
Zhang Sir not only didn't think he had done anything wrong, but also said to Chen Ke, "Chen Sir, Yue Sir is already injured, and besides you, the other mainland officers are also injured to varying degrees. We'll break the locks, and we'll help guard the people."
Chen Ke was also anxious, and his tone was already very serious: "Let the ambulance in first."
Zhang Sir remained calm and smiled, saying, "I'm sorry, Chen Sir, that's the procedure. Even if our officers are injured, we have to wait for the criminals to come out first, and then they can come out."
He then reassured her with both hands: "It's just a broken lock, don't worry, our bomb disposal experts will be here soon to defuse the bomb."
But as soon as he finished speaking, Yue Zhongqi, who was leaning against him, opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood.
With a forced smile, Inspector Cheung patted him on the shoulder and said, "In this respect, Inspector Yue should learn from our Hong Kong police officers. Keep it up."
"Hold on my ass! They just tried to take Cheung Tze-keung away without saying a word."
However, Yue Zhongqi was a clever man. Seeing that the situation was not right, he gave Wang Baodao, who was driving, a wink and locked the car from the inside. Then, when the officers arrived, he pretended that the lock was broken and could not be opened, and kept dawdling, wanting to see if these Hong Kong officers would give up.
To everyone's surprise, more than half an hour passed, and instead of leaving, they wanted to find someone to unlock the door.
Moreover, although these guys are incompetent at solving cases, they have their own set of sweet talk when it comes to dealing with people.
Yue Zhongqi was injured and in severe abdominal pain, but he didn't bleed that much. He bit his tongue and vomited blood to make himself look more pitiful, so that the Hong Kong police would feel they were in the wrong and let them go.
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