Hong Kong Movies: I am Hongxing, what the hell is the intelligence king?

Chapter 283 The Mystery of George is Shattered

When Sir Chen rushed over, Wong Bing-yao from the West Kowloon Headquarters was leading a group of plainclothes officers in a confrontation with the foreigners from the Political Department.

George's eyes turned green:

"Huang, do you really want to go against my Political Department?"

Huang Bingyao sneered:
"I am the regional director appointed by the Consulate General. This case has come into my hands and must be handled according to the procedures."

"If you want to take over the case and the witnesses, there is no problem."

“But please follow the process.”

George shouted:
"I am the head of the political department appointed by the Ansa royal family. I have the right to review the cases you handle."

Huang Bingyao was not afraid at all:

"Yes, you are right."

“Please follow the process.”

"Brother Yi has signed, the Constitutional Committee agrees, and you can take this foreigner's body back."

"Whether it's dissection or any other experiment, it's all fine."

"You want to snatch people from me without any procedures?"

"It won't work even if Brother Yi comes!"

"about!"

Sir Chen, Yuan Haoyun and others said in unison:
"Boss, please give me your orders."

Huang Bingyao grinned and said:
"If these ghosts dare to take a step forward, fire your guns!"

Yuan Haoyun's face was full of excitement, and there was a click.

The safety was on and the bullet was loaded.

The gun was pointed at George.

His move seemed to have triggered a chain reaction, and there was a constant clicking sound at the police station.

George was so frightened that his hair stood on end: "Huang, are you going to rebel?"

Huang Bingyao taunted:
"rebel?"

"Even if I kill you, the most I can do is write a few reports."

"Damn it! I'm going to be free and easy in a few days, and you dare to make things difficult for me?"

"Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon that's easy to bully?"

George secretly thought it was a bad idea.

He has already found out from his eldest brother about the arrangements for Huang Bingyao. The Constitutional Committee will adopt a method of promoting him in public and demoting him in secret to allow the fat man Huang to enter the management level of the Constitutional Committee.

However, the real power of the head of the West Kowloon Department will be removed.

This is not a decision made by just one brother, but a decision made by the White Constitutional Committee.

And this news has been informed to Huang Bingyao.

In other words, the opponent now has no desires and is invincible to some extent.

This is as annoying as the civil servants in Ansa.

The system in Ansa is different from that in other places. Officials elected by voters are often not responsible for specific affairs.

However, the voters elected you to the throne, so you have to do something.

But I don’t understand the specific things, what should I do?
It doesn’t matter, just make up your own story. The specific matters are handled by the deputy ministers at the grassroots level anyway.

These are grassroots civil servants.

It's okay if you offend the elected ministers, but if you offend these old-timers, be prepared to be embarrassed at any time.

Unintentionally, I made such a big mistake.

George wanted to struggle a bit more, and used his last trick:
"I am a special envoy appointed by Queen Ansa. Do you want to deny that Xiangjiang belongs to the Queen?"

Huang Bingyao suddenly stepped forward, raised his hand and slapped it hard.

George was horrified and dodged quickly.

Fortunately, he dodged quickly, otherwise Huang Bingyao would have slapped him.

George jumped up, his face blue, and shouted:
"Huang Bingyao, are you really crazy?!"

Huang Bingyao stepped forward and pressed George.

The police from the West Kowloon Headquarters had already aimed their guns at George's entourage, and those foreigners did not move at all.

I totally don’t dare!
General Huang even dared to beat the head of their political department. Who knows if this madman will shoot?
For the first time, these foreigners felt that their police ranks could not give them any sense of security.

Huang Bingyao pressed George tightly with a cold look in his eyes. He was strong to begin with, and the pressure he exerted on George was unparalleled.

"Listen up idiot!"

Mr. Huang lowered his voice.

“You should be thankful that you don’t speak Chinese.”

"If we brothers can understand what you are saying, it would be no mistake to shoot you."

"You may have made a mistake. Angsa has only had the right to govern Hong Kong, not sovereignty."

“And this ruling power will soon be gone.”

"Are you trying to provoke a fight between the two great powers?"

"Aren't you disgusted enough by the embarrassment of Mrs Thatcher in front of the City Hall?"

George's face turned pale.

Huang Bingyao said coldly:

"You should be thankful that I cleared the area beforehand."

"If you spread this out, you might get shot in the back the next day."

George laughed dryly:
"No, I am the director of the political department sent by Ansa."

Huang Bingyao didn't give him any face at all:
"You are stupid yourself, don't call others stupid."

George said angrily:

"Huang, you insulted me repeatedly, and I put up with it."

"I'm warning you, there won't be a next time."

Huang Bingyao taunted:
"Is your MI5 identity a secret?"

"Wake up, idiot."

“Who in the entire police station doesn’t know?”

"Perhaps you are the only one who thinks that others don't know?"

George's face turned pale again.

Huang Bingyao stared at him straight, and suddenly laughed grimly:
"Hong Kong is a famous spy capital in the East. This thing was caused by you guys deliberately letting it go."

"You said you were shot by someone behind the scenes. Will Ansa take action because of you, an agent?"

George was speechless.

Huang Bingyao suddenly pushed him away and said loudly:
"George, you want the bodies of Archduke Andrei and his bodyguards. Please get Brother Yi's warrant."

"Otherwise, I will never let you take it."

Mr. Huang waved his hand and shouted loudly:

"Close the team!"

Everyone in the West Kowloon Headquarters retreated in unison.

The foreigner next to George said indignantly:

"Sir, are we just going to let them be so arrogant?"

George stared at him coldly:
"Why didn't you say anything when Huang was here just now?"

The ghost was speechless.

How could he dare to speak at that time? Huang Bingyao was a madman.

This is the first time that a gun is pointed at foreign police officers.

Who knows what orders this madman will give?
George took a deep breath:

“Don’t forget our mission.”

"Huang's performance has shown that we don't have much time left."

"Time waits for us!"

The foreigner was timid and submissive.

George ordered:
"Call Brother Yi and ask him in a gentle tone that we want the protection of Grand Duke Andrei."

The subordinates immediately went to work.

George was very upset.

It was my first time leading a team, and I didn’t expect to meet such a tough guy like Huang Bingyao.

Now he knew why the people from the Constitutional Committee wanted to transfer the fat man away.

Civil servants with such impartial stances are the most annoying.

The political public sector that Angsa refers to is not the kind of public sector that Huang Bingyao is talking about.

Brother can still do things.

The tougher Huang Bingyao acted, the more vigilant George became.

The influence of Angsa in Hong Kong has been declining visibly. Those old hands are all shrewd people and they know who has more power.

The men came back soon, but with a worried look on their faces.

George glared at him.
"You won't be rude to Brother Yi?"

The subordinates complained:
"I'm very polite to my brother."

George was puzzled:
"Then why do you have this attitude?"

The man hesitated for a moment, but seeing George's horrified look, he stammered out the reason.

"Brother Yi said that this case cannot be handed over to us."

George clenched his fists suddenly.

Huang Bingyao doesn’t care about him, and now even Yi Ge doesn’t care about him?

When did the Ansa Military Intelligence Agency become so despised?
If this happened in Angsa, he would have ten thousand ways to make Yi Ge look bad!
George took a deep breath to calm himself down, and said in a cold tone:
"why?"

The subordinate smiled bitterly and said:
"Brother Yi said that he just received an order from the Security Bureau to transfer the case of Grand Duke Andrei to them."

“No one in the police station is allowed to keep any information about this case.”

George lost his voice and said:
"Isn't this Huang Da's report?"

The subordinate shook his head:
"no!"

George frowned, wondering why another security officer showed up.

Is it because the G4 special police team has failed repeatedly that the Security Bureau wants to shirk responsibility?
George was too familiar with Ansa's style, and this was the logical conclusion he could draw.

But George had a hunch.

There must be something he doesn't know.

There is something fishy going on with the Security Bureau.

It was at this moment that George realized how cunning Huang Bingyao was. If Fatty Huang had listened to him and handed over the case, the result would have been disastrous.

But even so, George remembered Huang Bingyao deeply:

"Huang, I will pay special attention to you!"

He made this decision with gritted teeth.

Sir Chen got into Yuan Haoyun's car:
"Sir Yuan, why did you get into a fight with the people from the Political Department?"

Yuan Haoyun exclaimed:

"The Fatal Scissor Kick is indeed the Fatal Scissor Kick."

"I used to hear Superintendent Chen say that the boss was amazing."

"This is really something I've witnessed. The foreigners in the Political Department dare to order someone to point a gun at his head. How powerful!"

Sir Chen was speechless:
"No, isn't our Mr. Huang an old fox? Why did he suddenly show off his power?"

Yuan Haoyun whispered:

"This is related to tonight's case." Sir Chen's mind moved and he asked:

"Is it convenient to say?"

Yuan Haoyun shrugged:

"What's inconvenient to say? Our brothers have already used him as a topic of conversation."

"That ghost duke who recently came to Hong Kong was attacked again."

Sir Chen was stunned:

"Grand Duke of the Ghost? Grand Duke Andre?"

Yuan Haoyun was surprised:

"You do not know?"

Sir Chen shrugged:

"I am from the Flying Tigers, not the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, nor the Criminal Intelligence Bureau."

"How would I know this stuff?"

"But doesn't Archduke Andre have G4 special police protection?"

"what?!"

Sir Chen looked at Yuan Haoyun in surprise.
"The G4 special police are under the jurisdiction of the Political Department, right?"

Yuan Haoyun nodded:

"Yes, it is under the jurisdiction of the ghosts."

“That’s why there was a conflict today.”

"We received a call that someone found a dead person somewhere just now..."

"After my investigation, I found some suspicious points."

Sir Chen asked with great interest:
"What's the doubt?"

Yuan Haoyun disagrees:
"What else could it be? The Ghost Duke only came out with a bodyguard, and no G4 special police followed him."

"The murderer who killed the bodyguard was very professional."

Sir Chen was startled:
"Very professional?"

Yuan Haoyun nodded:

“Yes, very professional.”

"It was a fatal blow, leaving no trace at all."

“The scene was incredibly clean.”

Sir Chen lost his voice and said:
"Professional assassin?"

Yuan Haoyun thought about it and shook his head:

"uncertain."

"Maybe a killer, maybe a military intelligence officer."

"This is Hong Kong, there are all kinds of people here."

"After my inspection, I found a suspicious point."

"The murderer first knocked out the foreign duke, and then killed the bodyguard."

“It doesn’t make sense logically.”

"The status of the Ghost Duke is much more important than a bodyguard. Generally speaking, isn't the Ghost Duke the target?"

"Since you've killed the bodyguard, why not kill the Ghost Duke as well?"

"Isn't he afraid that the foreign prince will wake up and call the police?"

Sir Chen frowned and thought for a while, then gave his own thoughts:

"Could it be that the Ghost Duke didn't see the murderer?"

"He was knocked unconscious by a surprise attack."

"Instead, it was the bodyguard who saw the murderer's appearance."

“So the murderer had to silence him.”

Yuan Haoyun was stunned for a moment, then immediately said:
"If that's the case, then there's a problem. The Ghost Duke and his bodyguard were not together when the murderer attacked."

"They are both separate."

"The murderer's movements alerted the bodyguard, who rushed over to check and encountered the murderer... and was then silenced."

Sir Chen nodded:
“It makes perfect sense.”

Yuan Haoyun frowned:

"But there is still one situation that cannot be explained."

Sir Chen looked at him puzzledly:
"what's the situation?"

Yuan Haoyun frowned deeply.
"Under what circumstances would a bodyguard leave his employer's side?"

Sir Chen thought for a moment and suddenly asked:

"Isn't this the first time that the Ghost Duke has been attacked?"

Yuan Haoyun gloated:

"Yes, this is the second time."

"The first time was in the area under the jurisdiction of Li Ying Sir."

"Hey, let him come to Hong Kong and act arrogantly..."

"wrong!"

Yuan Haoyun slapped his forehead.
"Mr. Li reminded me that the first time the ghost prince seemed to want to pick up a bag."

"This incident itself is very strange. This foreigner is visiting Hong Kong for the first time and his behavior is very abnormal and strange."
"He is a Grand Duke after all, and he actually went to get the things himself."

"Normally, he only needs to send a servant to get it."

"Even if you don't send servants, you can send bodyguards."

"But he didn't. He went there on his own."

"What's even more bizarre is that this was his first time in Hong Kong, but he managed to enter a secluded unit with great precision."

"And then found the item he was looking for."

“It’s really confusing!”

Sir Chen reminded:
"Then could it be that the Ghost Duke wants to take a bag again this time?"

Yuan Haoyun laughed and said:

"Where is the bag for him to pick up?"

Sir Chen shrugged:

"He was able to evade the bodyguards and find a strange unit he had never stepped into before. Why can't he pick up the bag again?"

"Also, don't forget, this is Hong Kong."

"There have always been many evil spirits."

Yuan Haoyun clapped his hands suddenly.
"Mr. Chen, you are right."

"I guess this is why the foreigners from the Political Department wanted to take the bodyguard's body. That foreigner George was originally from the Military Intelligence Bureau!"

Yuan Haoyun immediately took out his walkie-talkie.

"Boss, I have something to report to you."

Huang Bingyao kept sneering after receiving Yuan Haoyun's report.

Yuan Haoyun was puzzled:

"Boss, is there something wrong with my analysis?"

Huang Bingyao said meaningfully: "No, your analysis is very pertinent."

Yuan Haoyun thought to himself, there is nothing wrong with my analysis, but what's wrong with your expression?

Huang Bingyao did not hide it from him.

"I just received a notice from the Security Bureau. Please work hard to put the investigation into writing, then go to the Hong Kong Island Headquarters, find Li Ying, pack up their files on this case, and hand them over to the headquarters."

"This matter has nothing to do with us."

Yuan Haoyun was dumbfounded:
"If we had known this earlier, we wouldn't have to fight the foreigners head-on."

"Boss, you have to worry."

Huang Bingyao looked at him unhappily:
"If I hadn't stood up just now, do you believe that the Security Bureau would have been hitting me with a big stick right now?"

"It's rare that you have a conscience, you little brat."

"Go quickly."

Yuan Haoyun smiled bitterly and said:

"Boss, it's already this late. Are you sure Mr. Li is still in the office?"

Huang Bingyao sighed:
"Where else can he go?"

"The master above has spoken. Do you think he can rest so quickly?"

"Aren't you just going back to the police station from home?"

"Go ahead, don't let the foreigners catch you."

Yuan Haoyun looked at him sympathetically:
"Boss, I think it's you who should be worried."

Huang Bingyao kicked him in the air:
"I may not be as good as you in solving cases now. But you are not as good as me in being an official."

"Stop talking nonsense and just do what you are told to do."

Yuan Haoyun said loudly:

"Yes, sir!"

Huang Bingyao shook his head slightly and scolded with a smile:

"This brat is only a third as good as I was back then."

"But the one who should be worried right now is not me, but George, the foreigner."

As Huang Bingyao expected, George had a headache.

After George came to Hong Kong, he basically stayed in the Special Branch and rarely showed up.

The police described him as mysterious and powerful.

After all, this guy came here under the name of Ansa Military Intelligence Agency.

But Huang Bingyao stood up at the crime scene and directly exposed his mystery.

At the very least, the police officers at the West Kowloon Headquarters would feel that George was not as powerful as they had imagined.

Being a police officer is a very professional job.

If you are capable, then you are capable. If you are not, no one will obey you even if you have connections.

In a disciplined force, once you lose the support of the people, it would be ridiculous to still want to create momentum.

Before George could come up with a way to restore his influence in the West Kowloon Police Station, the Security Bureau called and scolded him.

George's mood almost got out of control.

When did it become the Security Bureau's turn to talk about his work?
But there was no way out. His official position was merely the head of the police station's political department, and he was not only under the supervision of the boss, but also of the Security Bureau.

On this cold night, George truly learned what procedural justice meant.

What made him even more annoyed was that he couldn't turn against her.

It is true that George is a member of the CIA, but he has to rely on his current job to cover up his identity.

If we put aside his identity as a policeman, it would be impossible for him to achieve anything in Hong Kong given his skin color.

This is not the world of white people, but the world of yellow people.

After hanging up the phone, George clenched his fists tightly.

"Damn the Security Bureau. They actually dared to insult me ​​like they were insulting their subordinates."

"You want to intervene even in the G4 Special Police?"

"…No, there's something fishy going on here!"

(End of this chapter)