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"Thank you, Lao Xiang!"

When Cai Yuanqi heard that he agreed to the superintendent, his tone suddenly became lighter, and his face showed joy:

"I knew that among so many people, you are the only one who reassures me the most, and you are the only one who values ​​love and righteousness the most. If it were someone else, they would no longer be willing to do things for me."

"See you, Sir Cai!"

Old Xiang lowered his voice, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "I will always remember Cai Sir's help to me."

"Okay, that's it, let's talk about it later."

"it is good!"

Cai Yuanqi nodded and agreed, "Then it's all up to you."

Both parties hang up.

"call"

Lao Xiang put the mobile phone in his waist casually, raised his hand and rubbed his face vigorously, and let out a heavy breath.

He glanced at the white car over there, and several medical staff who got off the car were carrying a stretcher to Chen Guozhong's side, treating his wound, and then looked at the people who were cleaning up the scene, their eyes flickering.

Lao Xiang reached out his hand and took out the soft pack of Marlboro cigarettes in the red box from his pocket. The lighter touched the flame and jumped to ignite.

According to Cai Yuanqi, he asked himself to help him get rid of Chen Guozhong, and he took care of the rest. How he dealt with Chen Guozhong and when he dealt with Chen Guozhong became particular.

Chen Guozhong is now seriously injured, and he just checked his condition. Although Chen Guozhong had several serious traumas on his body, a dagger was inserted into the wound on his chest.

But the dagger was not pulled out, and it did not cause a lot of bleeding. Although the other wounds were deep, they did not hurt the main blood vessels, and the amount of bleeding did not reach the state of collapse.

and so.

When I was testing Chen Guozhong's breathing just now, although the breathing was chaotic but not heavy, the vitality shown by Chen Guozhong was quite strong.

Now that the white car is here, if Chen Guozhong is really taken to the hospital for rescue, there is a high probability that Chen Guozhong will survive.

If you want to get rid of Chen Guozhong, the best way is to get rid of him here. If Chen Guozhong is taken to the hospital, there will be special police guards there, and there will be CCTV everywhere. If you do it yourself, Then it must be impossible to escape.

and so.

To get rid of Chen Guozhong, the only way to get rid of him here is to prevent him from going to the hospital, but how to do it?
just now.

The scene has been completely controlled by the people in Tsim Sha Tsui, and Chen Guozhong is also receiving medical treatment for his wounds. If he wants to deal with Chen Guozhong, he needs to spend a little effort.

Doing it directly is tantamount to being a fool, giving them the head.

but.

If he wanted to get rid of Chen Guozhong, he could only do it here. Once he sent him away, he would have no chance.

So what to do?

"Oh shit!"

Old Xiang frowned, frowning and looking over there, only feeling a headache.

Since joining the police force for so many years, this is the first time he has encountered such a headache, which is exhausting.

How to do?
How can we kill Chen Guozhong quietly?
"Zi"

...

Lao Xiang took a deep breath on the cigarette, and the tobacco burned under his sucking. The fiery red cigarette butt suddenly became a little brighter in the darkness, and then dimmed a little as his sucking ended.

Old Xiang squatted on the side of the dark road while smoking and thinking.

soon.

A cigarette ends.

"correct?!"

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to Lao Xiang's mind, and when he had an idea, his thighs immediately became energetic.

Excitedly, he took out a cigarette again and smoked it, took a few puffs from the butt of the cigarette he had finished smoking, and refilled the cigarette.

"call"

Lao Xiang took a deep breath of the cigarette, and the cigarette passed through his lungs gave him a refreshing feeling at the moment, making him feel refreshed physically and mentally, and he looked refreshed.

Suddenly.

His nostrils fluttered, and he inhaled forcefully, smelling the strange smell that entered his nostrils, his brows frowned.

"Cured tobacco?! It's quite fragrant?"

Old Xiang couldn't help but look down at the Marlboro in his hand, it was definitely not the smell of cigarette smoke in his hand, so he couldn't help but look around.

suddenly.

Only then did he realize that behind him, at some point there appeared a person squatting not far behind him, squatting on the ground smoking a cigarette, the cigarette butt in his hand flickered on and off.

When did someone squat behind him?

"What the heck!"

Lao Xiang was taken aback, jumped up from the ground reflexively and ran a few steps away, almost falling down.

He rubbed his eyes, and the person squatting behind also stood up, and came out from the dark rear with a cigarette between them.

The light shone on him, it was Ji Bu.

"I've convinced you, old six!"

When Lao Xiang saw the person coming again, he rolled his eyes again and again: "Pujie, did you make a mistake, squatting quietly behind others?! It will scare people to death!"

He questioned Ji Bu with staring eyes, looked Ji Bu up and down with flickering eyes, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes: "Stinky boy, when did you squat behind?"

"It's your fault!"

Ji Bu walked up to Lao Xiang with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at him with a smile, and the cigarette smoke from the corner of his mouth floated up:

"Which law on Hong Kong Island stipulates that people cannot squat on the ground to smoke? And which law stipulates that people cannot squat behind others to smoke?"

talking room.

He stretched out his hand to hold the cigarette and took it down, shaking the ash with his fingers nimbly, the ash fell down, grinning and saying:
"How is it? Do you think flue-cured tobacco smells good? It's much stronger than the Marlboro mixed cigarettes in your hand."

Ji Bu reached out and took out the giant panda cigarettes in his shirt pocket, shook the cigarette case and took out one: "Here, let me have a taste for you."

"Fall on the street!"

Lao Xiang glanced at the unknown cigarette box, looked at the three simplified characters of giant panda on it, and asked again:
"I asked when you showed up!"

"Just now."

Ji Bu spread his hands: "Superintendent Mo saw that Sir was staying here alone, and he was afraid that your personal safety would not be guaranteed, so he asked you to come and see you."

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled: "It seems that Superintendent Xiang doesn't like me appearing here."

...

He shook the giant panda cigarette in his hand again: "One?"

"Humph."

Lao Xiang snorted coldly, stopped talking to Ji Bu, and walked towards the scene.

"Ha ha."

The corners of Ji Bu's mouth twitched slightly, and he stood there looking at Lao Xiang who was walking away. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, followed by stepping away, walked to his group, and waved at Wu Fei who had just arrived:
"Brother Wufly, you are here to live."

"Oh?"

Wu Fei immediately showed an excited expression when he heard the words, and rubbed his hands impatiently:

"My crow flies fast and slow, and I really caught up?!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, my Brother Wufly is about to come out with a bird."

The scene is very busy.

The staff of the white car and the black car went their own way. Those who could still be rescued would be pulled into the white car, and those who were dead would be pulled away by the black car. The division of labor was detailed.

Superintendent Mo directed his staff to collect and count the white powder seized at the scene, take pictures and then take away and seal it up.

"Mo Sir!"

Lao Xiang walked to Superintendent Mo's side, took out a Marlboro cigarette, shook out one for him, lit one himself, took a sip, and pointed to his buddy amidst the smoke:

"Look, at the scene tonight, we all brought people here, but now it seems that my people have nothing to do?"

"Don't worry."

Superintendent Mo took a sip of his cigarette and showed an expression I understand:
"What happened tonight, Sir brought people to help me, I will reflect it in the case report, you and your people will not make a trip in vain."

He bit his cigarette and raised his hand to pat Lao Xiang's shoulder, looking at him with a smile:
"Old Xiang, I didn't mean you. I, Mo Changkong, have been in this position for so long. I don't know some basic routines."

"Don't worry, I won't take all the oil and water by myself. Those who see it will have a share. You and your brothers came so far at night, and you won't let your trip be in vain."

"Ha ha."

Old Xiang squinted at Mo Changkong, who was smiling like an old fox, and said with a smirk: "Mo Sir, I understand what you said, but did you misunderstand and didn't know the priority? "

"We came here first. You can't take all the credit for the scene by yourself as soon as you bring people out."

"Anyway, we came first. You're good. You can take all the people with you. Yes, it's great for you to bring your buddy to eat meat, but we can't just drink soup. It's such a big credit."

"Oh?"

When Superintendent Mo heard what Lao Xiang said, the smile on his face also disappeared, and he curled his lips: "So you want to take the lead? That's not good, my brother is still clear."

"It's right that you bring people to arrive first, but the person who did this is mine. Wang Bao, who Jibu Jisheng took care of, has nothing to do with you. It's not about first come, first served."

"For this matter, it's good enough for you to drink a sip of soup. Do you think this is the truth, brother?!"

"cut."

Lao Xiang took a mouthful of a cigarette, and the smoke was thick: "You said that Ji Bu took care of it? Why can't Chen Guozhong and Sir take care of it? He asked me to come, and we should work together to get it done."

...

"Are you joking?"

Superintendent Mo's tone sank, he was unhappy.

"Are you joking?"

Lao Xiang is not to be outdone.

So ever.

As the two lowered their faces, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Song Zijie stood behind to direct, seeing their posture, he immediately brought his buddies over to help.

Lao Xiang's people were not to be outdone, and everyone who had nothing to do came over and stood behind Lao Xiang to confront them.

joke.

Now is a good time to share the credit, and when not to grab it at this time.

It was late, and there was no soup to drink.

"You said that Wang Bao was killed by you and you killed him?!"

"We are here first. The people we dealt with at the scene were all killed by us. What qualifications do you have to finish it?"

Lao Xiang's group of guys, if they are serious about doing things, their abilities are unknown, but if they are talking about talking, one is better than the other, and the words of the field are not inferior to anyone.

Even Song Zijie is not worth mentioning in front of them at this moment.

"To Sir!"

Superintendent Mo frowned and looked at the two groups of people who had already started to talk, and looked at Superintendent Xiang with a displeased expression: "According to what you mean, you want to fight me to the end with Mo Changkong?!"

"Ha ha."

Old Xiang snorted, shrugged innocently and said:
"Don't worry, I definitely don't have any ideas to argue with you. I'm always not that kind of person. I just want to fight with you, Superintendent Mo, just for petty profits."

talking room.

He raised his hand to signal the people on his side to quiet down, but the old Xiang raised his hand didn't have much effect.

The group of guys behind him remained in the same posture, spitting all over the sky.

"you saw it."

Lao Xiang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, showing a helpless expression, and looked at Superintendent Mo with a gesture of more than enough energy but not enough energy:
"Although my subordinates have been with me for so long, many things are not what I always say."

"This eucalyptus involves everyone's own interests, and we have also contributed, but they have not received what they should have. They are definitely unwilling to stop. Even I can't persuade them."

"Ah."

Superintendent Mo couldn't understand what Lao Xiang said, so he sneered:
"Okay, you can't control the people under you, if that's the case, then let them fight for themselves."

"Since you don't care, then I don't care, let them do it themselves, you play slowly, I'll go to the car to write a report first, if things get serious, everyone don't want to end it, don't say credit for it Now, wait for the punishment, no one can run away."

Done.

Superintendent Mo turned around and stopped looking at him.

"Forehead.

Lao Xiang looked at Superintendent Mo who really let go of him, his whole expression froze.

The reason why he did this was not to take the credit, but his real purpose was to take the opportunity to take over the scene, and his main purpose was to kill Chen Guozhong and silence him.

That's why he intentionally created such a conflict point to force Superintendent Mo to give in, and he also got a little command of the scene.

In this way, he can justifiably attack Chen Guozhong.

but.

Mo Changkong didn't accept the move at all, so he couldn't get off the table for a while, and if he continued to quarrel like this, there would definitely be no solution. When the reporters behind him came, this would be a scandal, and it was even less likely that he would have the opportunity to deal with Chen Guozhong. .

"How to do?!"

Just then.

A young male doctor in a white coat ran over, stood between the two groups, and interrupted directly regardless of their quarrel.

"A group of people rushing to the street, shit!"

The young male doctor has a grumpy temper. Hearing the two groups of people who were arguing, he scolded directly:
"Noisy, noisy, what a fart, have you discussed it? If this continues, the seriously injured one will not need to be rescued. Just call a black car and rush to the street."

"you!"

The people who were still arguing endlessly exploded instantly like a dynamite keg being ignited after hearing the male doctor's rude words.

One by one, they turned their spearheads and pointed directly at the male doctor, and when they dispersed, they surrounded the male doctor directly.

"Not like this!"

Looking at the noisy crowd, Ji Bu finally stood up.

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