1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 439 Evened

The second time I came to the Victoria Detention Center, commonly known as the White House.

Zhai Yuan stood at the door of the white house.

Thinking back to the brief torture methods he had experienced there, his brows unconsciously frowned.

It’s not that he was worried that Mei Yanfang would expose him, but he felt that the matter was not handled properly.

Involve the neighbors.

"I thought about everything, but I didn't expect Li Junxia to be from the Political Department."

Zhai Yuan pondered in his heart, leaned against the car door, and lit a cigarette in annoyance.

Due to the particularity of the Hong Kong government department, although the Political Department is affiliated to the police force, it is actually independent of any department. All personnel lists are highly confidential. Even if this department is disbanded in later generations, in order to prevent intelligence leaks, the always stingy foreigners have granted more than 1,000 Chinese detectives in the Political Department the right to reside in the UK and used high welfare to prevent them from staying in Hong Kong.

Therefore, even Ren Darong, the head of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, only realized a few hours ago that his boss was a talent from the Political Department when he learned that Li Junxia had brought Mei Yanfang to the White House.

Otherwise, even the Commissioner of Police would not have the authority to interfere in this mysterious detention center.

Just as the Police Force is nominally under the Secretary for Security, but the Secretary for Security has no right to interfere in any internal affairs of the police force. The real leader of the police force is the higher-level Chief Secretary.

The leader of the Political Department was the Military Intelligence Office far away in London.

"No wait."

I was halfway through smoking a cigarette, but there was still no movement from the agent who had just gone in with the letter.

Zhai Yuan exhaled a puff of smoke, flicked the half-smoked cigarette butt from his hand, and said hello to the other people around him: "I'll go in first."

A middle-aged man in a Mao suit beside him hesitated for a moment, then followed Zhai Yuan's steps and said, "Let's go together."

Seeing this, the remaining few people also took a step forward and walked into the door of the white house together.

"Hey! You can't barge in..."

The agent on duty was keeping an eye on the movements here, and when he saw them making any moves, he subconsciously wanted to stop the group of people.

"Get out of here!"

Zhai Yuan glared at the other person with a dark face and pushed him aside.

The agent's face changed several times. His gun was at his waist, but he didn't have the courage to reach out and touch it.

It would be fine if there was only one Zhai Yuan, the Political Department had arrested wealthy businessmen before.

But what kind of heavyweights are these soldiers that this handsome guy brought in?

Behind him are three Justices of the Peace, the former chairman of the Tung Wah Group of Hospitals, Ho Sai-chu, Hong Kong's richest Indian businessman, Hari Raya, and the current head of the super-rich Zhang Zhuoshan family, Zhang Tan Ailin.

In the past, the title of Justice of the Peace was specifically given to business owners who helped the British to resell opium, and they were responsible for armed escort and killing people on orders.

Although their power is greatly reduced today, they are still selected by the Chief Secretary and appointed by the Governor. Moreover, these three people obtained their commissions in the 1960s. They or their families have made outstanding contributions to the British Empire. The value of their titles is far greater than that of the JP titles awarded in recent years.

In addition, Ho Sai-chu also serves as a member of the Legislative Council.

Next to Ho Sai-chu was the radical old lady, Elsie Tu, who had just entered the Legislative Council and proposed several bills.

Three Justices of the Peace and two members of the Legislative Council.

If this lineup goes to the decision-making bureau today to put forward their opinions, Wei Yixin and Huo De will have to accompany them in a friendly manner and listen to what they want.

Not to mention,
Walking side by side with Zhai Yuan was a man in a Zhongshan suit. Wearing this suit in Hong Kong and walking in front of a group of people, it was obvious that he was a powerful person from the mainland.

Ten or twenty years ago, if such powerful people set foot in Hong Kong, they would immediately be placed under close surveillance.

But things are different now. Don't be fooled by Li Junxia's alarmist remarks to Mei Yanfang and his boasting about his past glory.

In fact, the current Political Department can only arrest some spies from Taiwan and the Soviet Union, and collect intelligence from Hong Kong at the same time.

In the past, Hong Kong was the world's largest intelligence transit point, which gave the Special Branch an opportunity to gain momentum. However, with the signing of the Joint Declaration, the overall situation has been determined. If this group of people dare to touch the left again, the Iron Lady will probably have to step on the step that has left her with a psychological shadow again...

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Having had the glorious experience of entering the White House for the first time, Zhai Yuan set foot in it the second time and arrived at the cell block B with ease.

Just as he was about to push the doors open one by one, Li Junxia, who had lost his patience, finally showed up.

"Huh? What a coincidence that you guys came to Mount Davis to see the scenery?"

Li Junxia walked alone and quickly to Building B, stopping Zhai Yuan and others, with a look of surprise on his face.

This was the first time Zhai Yuan met Li Junxia.

Looking at the innocent smile on the other person's face, he was reminded of the movie "Cold War" in which the head of ICAC ordered the arrest of Li Wenbin and then pretended to be ignorant. It was exactly the same.

"Mr. Li, if you want to see the scenery, you won't come to Mount Davis~"

Zhai Yuan stared at Li Junxia for two seconds, then smiled: "Hey, what crime did the artist from my company commit that you have to bring him to the political department's territory?"

"What did Mr. Zhai say?"

"Mei Yanfang!"

"Oh~ So she is Mr. Zhai's artist."

Li Junxia showed a look of enlightenment, and deliberately avoided looking at the bigwigs behind Zhai Yuan. He said in a teasing tone: "Jiuyi Entertainment is really sharp. Is there any star in Hong Kong who has no relationship with you, Mr. Zhai? It seems that I will buy some shares of Mr. Zhai's group after work."

"Of course I will buy it. My 997 will definitely be a blue chip stock in the future. Don't underestimate the entertainment industry. My Entertainment was shut down for a month. I don't know how many depressed and bored people in Hong Kong took to the streets to protest."

Zhai Yuan said with a smile and winked at Li Junxia: "Sir Li, if this is a misunderstanding, let him go!"

Li Junxia's smile faded a bit, and he said in an awkward tone: "I'm afraid it can't be called a misunderstanding. Mei Yanfang was involved in the shooting and kidnapping case in Tsim Sha Tsui last night, which resulted in seven deaths. Since the founding of Hong Kong, there have been very few major cases like this..."

"Why is it that the Political Department is still in charge of criminal cases?"

Before Zhai Yuan could speak, a serious and old-fashioned voice sounded beside him.

Elsie Tu looked at Li Junxia and asked in an inquiring tone: "As far as I know, this department is only responsible for counter-espionage work. Is Anita Mui a spy? If not, how can the Special Branch explain its abuse of power by detaining people in the Victoria Detention Center? You don't have to answer this question now. I will go to the Governor's House tomorrow morning to consult Mr. Wei Yixin."

Li Junxia's breath was choked, the thing he least wanted to see happened.

It's relatively easy to deal with Zhai Yuan alone, but the big guys behind this guy are all trouble.

Especially this witch Du Yixin, she really thinks she is a Hong Konger, right?

"Mr. Li, I think there must be a misunderstanding."

Seeing Li Junxia fell silent, Zhang Tan Ailian spoke at the right time.

Zhang Tan Ailian, 53 years old at the time, came from a prominent family. Her father was a rare Chinese architect in front of the station, her mother was the daughter of Hu Xitang, the comprador of Taikoo & Co., her godfather was Sir Robert Ho Tung, and her husband was Zhang Yulin, the former chairman of the Five Districts Chamber of Commerce...

Zhai Yuan had never met the head of the Zhang family before. The reason why he was willing to come this time was actually because he was invited by the powerful man in the Zhongshan suit next to him.

"Ah Mui has a very good relationship with my godson Zhang Guorong, so I have met her many times."

Zhang Tan Ailian said with a smile, easing the awkward atmosphere created by Doris Tu, "She is a very good celebrity, how could she be involved in a kidnapping case for no reason?"

"Yes, Madam Zhang." Li Junxia smiled apologetically, "Of course ordinary stars won't do anything reckless. They are afraid of being instigated by others, so we are still investigating." "Who instigated? Could it be Mr. Zhai from Jiuyi Entertainment?"

Following Zhang Tan Ailian's speech was Indian Justice of the Peace, Harilela.

It was not Zhai Yuan who invited him either. Instead, as soon as he got the news, Zhai Yuan called Governor Wei Hong to inquire about the situation. After the other party had a brief understanding of the situation, he did not ask more about the kidnapping case, but directly gave him Xialilila's contact information.

And Zhai Yuan also heard from his conversation with Wei Yixin that he was not aware of this matter. The first thing he did not do was to ask the Chief Secretary, Howard, to solve the problem, but he sent a Justice of the Peace to save the situation. This shows the extent to which the Governor of Hong Kong was being sidelined.

Xialilila is over 1 years old, but his voice is still full of energy. He joked: "I heard that the kidnappers demanded a ransom of million Hong Kong dollars. Mr. Zhai is short of money?"

"Of course we don't have enough money." Zhai Yuan smiled and said, "But 1 million Hong Kong dollars... may not be enough for me to make a big-budget movie."

The two of them sang in unison and directly blocked Li Junxia's words.

At this time, He Shizhu stepped out to smooth things over, saying, "Mr. Li, I definitely believe in the efficiency of the police force, but everything must be based on evidence. I've heard of the reputation of the White House. Putting people in such a place for no reason, is there still a way of forcing them to confess under torture nowadays?"

Li Junxia forced a smile and said with a lack of confidence: "Of course not..."

"Then let's go in and have a look."

The powerful man in the Zhongshan suit finally spoke, his tone filled with unquestionable intimidation.

Zhai Yuan noticed that the powerful person introduced by Xia Meng had a bad expression on his face since coming to this place. It was understandable, after all, this was the place where comrades were tortured in the past. It was not enough for the other party to invite Zhang Tan Ailian, and they were willing to come here in person, perhaps to see this notorious detention center.

The powerful person straightened his clothes and said to Li Junxia in a calm tone: "We are discussing the disbanding of the Political Department with the British. In the past, we have only seen the bodyguards of your department. This time we came here in advance to inspect the environment."

Li Junxia responded, his momentum becoming even weaker.

He had seen the powerful person in front of him several times. Whenever he entered and left Hong Kong, the Political Department's G4 VIP protection team would be on high alert for fear of any accidents.

The three Justices of the Peace and Elsie Tu were only barely exposed to politics, but this man was already at the centre of it.

Li Junxia sometimes couldn't help dreaming that if it were twenty years ago, he would have skinned this kind of person alive.

But with the change of dynasties, the status of both sides reversed, and even he wondered why the British Empire declined so quickly? Even the power in his hands disappeared.

Li Junxia forced a smile: "I'll take you to see her."

Zhai Yuan and the others followed the eldest brother's steps, and no one spoke anymore.

The initial goal has been achieved. No matter how the investigation goes on, Anita Mui will no longer stay in a haunted place like the White House.

Li Junxia walked very slowly because he needed time to prepare in the detention room and asked the agent to help Mei Yanfang pack up.

In the empty cell, the only sound was the tapping of leather shoes.

"arrive."

Li Junxia slowly stopped at the door of a detention room, was silent for a moment, turned around and smiled at Zhai Yuan and the others.

As soon as the door opened, Zhai Yuan walked in quickly.

Then, Mei Yanfang was seen sitting in front of a desk with a pale face.

His hands and feet were not restricted, but there were still red marks on his exposed arms. There were water stains on the ground that had not yet dried up, and the temperature in the room was obviously much lower than outside.

Mei Yanfang, the idol of thousands of fans, had a pale face, messy hair that stuck wetly to her cheeks and temples, her flat shoes were lingering on her feet, and she looked weak and powerless.

Only when she saw Zhai Yuan come in, the woman's dull eyes lit up a little, and she raised the corners of her mouth and smiled at him.

Zhai Yuan's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. He took two steps forward, took off his coat and put it on Mei Yanfang.

He patted the back of Mei Yanfang's hand, and it felt cold.

It's causing trouble for the neighbors!
"The Political Department is indeed an iron-blooded force."

Behind him, a powerful person's voice sounded, his tone colder than Anita Mui's hand: "A living person came in three or four hours ago, and he turned into this state."

Du Yixin and He Shizhu also frowned and looked at Li Junxia with dissatisfaction.

Zhang Tan Ailian walked to Mei Yanfang with a distressed look on her face, took out a silk scarf from her bag and helped her wipe her hair.

The only person who was detached from the whole scene was the wealthy Indian businessman Xialilila, who crossed his arms and looked as if it had nothing to do with him.

Li Junxia was explaining the situation to a powerful person in a low voice.

Zhai Yuan held Anita Mui's hand and asked, "Are you okay?"

Mei Yanfang forced a smile and shook her head.

Zhai Yuan took a deep breath and smiled: "How about I help you get revenge?"

Mei Yanfang looked at him puzzledly. Before she could ask,
On the other side, Li Junxia said something unknown, and the powerful person snorted with displeasure on his face, turned around and walked out of the detention room.

He Shizhu coughed and called Zhai Yuan, "Ayuan, take Miss Mei to the hospital first."

"Okay~" Zhai Yuan raised his head and smiled, then squeezed Mei Yanfang's hand, looked at Zhang Tan Ailian, and said, "Mrs. Zhang, please help me take care of Sister Mei."

After saying this, he didn't wait for the other party to respond.

The smile on Zhai Yuan's face faded, he dragged another wooden chair beside the table, picked it up in his hand and walked quickly towards Li Junxia.

At this time, Li Junxia had just finished communicating with a powerful person. He faced the warehouse door, with his back to Zhai Yuan, and looked thoughtful. He was completely unaware of the movement behind him.

He Shizhu and Du Yexien were just the opposite. They faced the room and watched Zhai Yuan approach with a dark face, holding a chair in his hand.

After being stunned for two seconds, the two reacted quickly, and even Du Yexian's usually stern face showed a look of surprise.

"Ayuan, don't be impulsive..."

He Shizhu's face changed and he shouted in a deep voice.

Li Junxia's thoughts were interrupted. He raised his eyebrows and looked at He Shizhu in confusion.

The next second, there was a sudden pain in my back!
Bang!
"Fuck you!"

A dull sound rang out along with Zhai Yuan's scolding.

Zhai Yuan raised his eyebrows, swung the wooden chair, and smashed it hard on Li Junxia's back!

An unexpected heavy blow knocked Li Junxia to the ground, and he screamed.

Zhai Yuan did not retreat an inch. He pushed away He Shizhu who came to persuade them to stop fighting, raised his hand and lifted up the wooden chair, then smashed it down again!
Bang!Bang!Bang!
Thanks to the fact that the other agents in the White House did not show up, no outsider stopped Zhai Yuan during the whole process.

After several heavy blows, the police chief lay on the cold floor, his consciousness gradually blurred and he couldn't even make a sound.

"How is it?" Zhai Yuan stopped what he was doing, turned around and looked at Anita Mui, grinning and showing his white teeth: "Did you feel relieved?"

Mei Yanfang stared at the young man who was carrying a wooden chair not far away and had one foot on Li Junxia's back. Her eyes became brighter and brighter.

A smile appeared on her pale face, and then she nodded slightly.

"That's good." Zhai Yuan threw away the wooden chair, clapped his hands, looked down at Li Junxia who was trampled to the ground, and let out a breath: "Mr. Li, we're even."

(End of this chapter)