NABC Chapter 66 The Sky Won't Fall
Chapter 66 The Sky Won't Fall
The phone hangs up.
Wu Fusheng made another phone call.
Kwong Chi-lap is currently tidying up his office.
tomorrow.
He is about to take up his post at the Ministry of the Interior.
The phone rang.
Kwong Chi-lap heard Ng Fuk-sang's voice: "What's wrong, Ng Sir?"
Wu Fusheng got straight to the point: "Congratulations in advance to Inspector Kwong on his new post."
"We've got some updates on the gambling addict Kun we were interrogating."
He extended a team invitation: "Officer Kwong, would you mind cracking another international counterfeit currency syndicate case before you take office?!"
Wu Fusheng had promised it beforehand.
The case was handed over to him to take full responsibility, and Kwong Chi-lap was called in when there was any progress.
It will be fulfilled now.
"oh?!"
Kwong Chi-lap's eyes lit up. "What's the progress?"
Wu Fusheng glanced at his watch: "We'll start the operation once you get here, catching them red-handed."
Kwong Chi-lap remained silent for several seconds before finally speaking: "Awesome!"
this time.
He also gained credit by following Wu Fusheng.
A richer resume brings more favor.
10 PM.
Outside of Henglian Finance Company.
The main force is assembling.
The CID/O-Team/Flying Tigers action teams have all assembled.
The Flying Tigers action team squad commander, this time led by Zhou Xingxing.
With a command from Wu Fusheng, the on-site commander.
The Flying Tigers action team was the first to take action.
They drove recklessly, rushing from the entrance into the underground parking lot, heading straight for the counterfeit money workshop.
This point.
The workshop is working overtime to produce counterfeit money.
Fully armed Flying Tigers members released balloons in their hands to block the camera from above.
follow.
Take out a small explosive charge and place it on top.
"Step back."
Team commander Zhou Xingxing gave the order, pressing his finger on the controller.
Inside the workshop.
The younger brother yawned as he stared at the closed-circuit television.
on the screen.
A balloon stretched out and blocked the camera lens.
"What's going on?!"
The younger brother stood up and immediately picked up the walkie-talkie: "What's the situation outside? Go check it out."
The security guards on the perimeter then led a group of men out to check on the workshop.
"boom!"
With a violent explosion, the door to the counterfeit money workshop was blasted open.
"action!"
With a shout, Stephen Chow commanded the shield team to advance, followed by the assault rifle team.
"Hands up, everyone!"
"Da da da!"
Gunfire erupted in the counterfeit money workshop.
peripheral.
The younger brother who came to check the situation saw someone rush into the workshop and prepared to surround them.
"Officers, don't move!"
"Bang bang bang!"
Song Zijie and Liao Zhizong, who were in charge of the second echelon following up, opened fire with their men.
The counterfeit money workshop was well-hidden and had remained unscathed for a long time.
Suddenly, they were attacked by a large number of fully armed police officers.
The situation was brought under control in just two minutes.
Wu Fusheng and Kuang Zhili walked in.
"Tsk tsk..."
Kuang Zhili was astonished as he looked at the large amount of counterfeit banknotes piled up on the table.
Wu Fusheng had something on his mind, recalling that classic scene with Mark Lee.
He licked his lips: "Wouldn't it be cool to light a cigarette with this?!"
Kwong Chi-lap grinned as he heard this: "Give it a try?"
"Hahaha.."
They both laughed.
front.
Song Zijie carefully removed the tape from the machine.
This is one of the key pieces of evidence used to expose a counterfeit money ring.
Key evidence was obtained.
"Kwong Sir, I'm leaving this place to you."
Wu Fusheng turned and led Song Zijie and the others out: "Next game!"
The action team moved to a new location.
Outside Yao Ruoqing's villa, Wu Fusheng and his men met with He Wenzhan.
He Wenzhan reported the situation: "Yao Ruoqing is still awake, probably waiting for news from Tan Cheng."
"Oh."
Wu Fusheng glanced at the villa with its lights on inside. "If he doesn't sleep, he probably won't get any sleep tonight!"
He led his men into the villa.
Just right.
Yao Ruoqing, carrying her coat, hurriedly came out and bumped into Wu Fusheng and the others.
"Mr. Yao, are you in such a hurry to leave?"
Wu Fusheng glanced at Yao Ruoqing with a half-smile: "We meet again."
Yao Ruoqing's eyelids twitched, but she steadied herself and asked, "What are you doing...?"
He has already received word.
Tan Cheng died in Taiwan, and the counterfeit money workshop could no longer be contacted.
Yao Ruoqing realized something was wrong and prepared to lay low for a while.
did not expect.
Wu Fusheng has already brought his men over.
"Mr. Yao Ruoqing, we now suspect you of..."
Wu Fusheng began with routine procedures, reading out the charges against Yao Ruoqing.
Song Zijie, on the other hand, methodically presented the arrest warrant and search warrant.
This scene.
It was just like the scene at the charity gala hosted by Xu Xiong that night.
"Mr. Yao Ruoqing, you have the right to remain silent, but every word you say..."
After reading the statement, Wu Fusheng raised his chin and asked, "Doesn't this scene seem familiar?"
Yao Ruoqing's face was ashen, her teeth clenched, and she let out a deep breath.
recent.
I didn't ship any goods myself, and the police didn't catch me doing anything wrong.
It's impossible for Wu Fusheng and his group to have found the location of the counterfeit money workshop so easily.
He realized he had been betrayed by Sung Chi-ho, who had given the information to the police.
"Old ghost, don't you understand why you were singled out?"
Wu Fusheng walked up to him and whispered in his ear, "If you hadn't been greedy and hadn't tacitly allowed your underlings to kill the boss, how could things have gotten so badly?"
He turned back, shouted, and waved his hand, "Take him away!"
Song Zijie walked up and grabbed Yao Ruoqing's hand.
The handcuffs were inserted, and the gears were deliberately engaged to the maximum tightness.
Wu Fusheng is absolutely right.
This case involves a counterfeit money ring.
For him, it was definitely the easiest and simplest case.
The operation went smoothly and was successfully completed.
Next comes the meticulous finishing touches.
Soon.
Inspector Zhang Meili from the Public Relations Department led a team from the counterfeit money workshop to this location.
after all.
Henglian Counterfeit Money Group is involved in several large-scale counterfeit money cases internationally.
Large cases like this.
They have always attached great importance to the work of the public relations department's publicity department.
"Wu Sir".
"Zhang Sir".
Wu Fusheng nodded in response: "I'll leave the scene to you. If you need anything, just tell A-Zhan and he'll cooperate. I'll take the people back first."
"it is good."
Zhang Meili nodded in response.
Then.
She glanced around, stepped forward, and lowered her voice: "There's something I need to remind you of."
Wu Fusheng raised an eyebrow, looking at Zhang Meili who was about to whisper something.
"Your buddy, Song Zijie."
Zhang Meili spoke softly and quickly: "We received word that, for some reason, Huang Wenbin of CCB has obtained a large amount of information about Henglian Finance Company."
"Their eyes were fixed on Sung Tze-ho, and they were preparing to uncover the truth about this important figure."
Zhang Meili's expression darkened: "Also... there seems to be some talk about the complaints department; they're going to get involved, and they're coming in aggressively."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Song Zijie, who was waiting to the side: "Sorry, we can't help you with anything else, we can only remind you."
Zhang Meili had been taken care of by Wu Fusheng in the past.
The two sides naturally became aligned, and he was notified as soon as he received the information.
"Thank you, Officer Zhang."
Wu Fusheng nodded and smiled, "I know what I'm doing. I'll go first."
next to.
Upon hearing this news, Song Zijie became nervous.
The final stage is the most difficult and involves him the most.
at the moment.
With CCB officials involved in the investigation, plus the complaints department, it's hard for him to feel at ease.
"What? Afraid your brother Hao will run away and not come back to Hong Kong?"
Wu Fusheng noticed Song Zijie's expression and knew what he was worried about.
He raised his hand and patted Song Zijie on the shoulder, "Don't worry, as long as your brother Hao doesn't run away."
There was a pause.
Wu Fusheng's voice was steady and powerful: "With me here, the sky won't fall!"