Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

"Who are you going to kill?"

"Here are some photos of the desperate men in Nam Sang Wai. Take a look at them.

But be careful, this guy named Tony, I want him alive!"

Handing the three photos to Wang Jianjun, He Yaozong focused on the second of the three Vietnamese brothers and introduced him to Wang Jianjun.

Wang Jianjun took the photo, glanced at it briefly, and then looked at He Yaozong.

"Okay, but I want cash. Pay first, then do the work!"

"It's ready for you!"

He Yaozong stood up, walked to a corner of the tea cabinet, and took out a black travel bag from it.

At this moment, Wang Jianjun's hand had already reached slightly behind his waist.

Fortunately, He Yaozong didn't hesitate. He came over with his travel bag, unzipped it, and inside were stacks of neatly bundled 'golden bulls'.

The smell of ink from the new banknotes slightly dispelled Wang Jianjun's vigilance. He waved towards the door, and the target shooter who was watching at the door immediately came over.

"Target boy, count the money!"

Looking at the bag full of cash, the target shooter couldn't help but stare.

As the sound of the target shooter counting money rustled in, Wang Jianjun picked up Tony's photo and spoke again.

"Let me be clear, capturing him alive is a hassle. I can't guarantee I can bring him back alive."

He Yaozong shook his head: "These people are just like you, they all play with guns.

If you were to fight them openly, you would probably suffer a great loss.

Well, let me give you an idea."

He Yaozong paused and continued.

"Those three Vietnamese guys, although they are a bit evil, are surprisingly filial to their mother.

Their mother suffers from severe Alzheimer's disease and is now recuperating in the Tung Wah Group of Hospitals' nursing home.

Every weekend these three brothers would go…”

"Wait a minute, are you saying these three brothers are Vietnamese?"

A fierce light flashed in Wang Jianjun's eyes, and he interrupted He Yaozong's story.

He Yaozong smiled and nodded, "Yes, they are very skilled, and they may have served in Vietnam!"

"If you had told me earlier that the people you were going to kill were Vietnamese, I might have asked for less!"

After Wang Jianjun finished speaking, he rolled up his vest and turned his back to He Yaozong, revealing a hideous scar.

If an experienced person saw it, they would understand that these scars were worse than any of the elaborate tattoos worn by gangsters.

This is a scratch caused by a shell on the battlefield!

Putting down his vest, Wang Jianjun showed a cruel smile.

“When I was in Laoshan, I fought against the most elite troops of the Vietnamese monkeys!

My little brother almost died at the hands of those bastards. If there's another job like this, I'll take it!"

He Yaozong smiled even more. Fortunately, his words were not in vain. It seemed that Wang Jianjun really had a strong sense of identification with those years of blood and fire.

"Can we still catch him alive?"

"Arrange a room for my brother first, and then just wait for my news!"

After arranging accommodation for Wang Jianjun and others, He Yaozong planned to go to Central.

Chen Tianyi called him yesterday afternoon. He has already submitted a sentence reduction proposal to the Correctional Services Department, and the next step is to start the public opinion campaign.

As for Wang Jianjun, he was not worried that these people would run away with the money. Although Shapi Li was dead, the evidence of their robbery of the gold shop was still in Ahua's hands.

If you don't want to have any more trouble, the best way is to do this for yourself, which can be regarded as a token of loyalty from both parties.

As for how they were going to deal with the three Vietnamese brothers, he was even too lazy to worry about it.

Leaving professional matters to professionals has always been my unwavering belief!

……

Inside the Yau Ma Tei Police Station, Chief Inspector Yuen Ka-po came to the Criminal Division's office area carrying a thermos cup.

"Hello, Yuan Sir!"

Lu Huisi, a female police officer from Zhang Chongbang's team, was walking into the office area from the archives room with a document in her arms and happened to meet Yuan Jiabao.

Yuan Jiabao nodded.

"Hui Si, are you delivering materials to the prince?"

"That's right, Mr. Yuan."

"Give it to me. I just happen to have something to talk to the prince about. I'll take it to him."

After saying that, Yuan Jiabao grabbed the stack of materials without saying a word and walked straight towards Zhang Chongbang's office.

I came to Zhang Chongbang's office and pushed open the door. I found Zhang Chongbang, who had just started work, was looking at some materials while eating a portion of pan-fried buns.

"Mr. Zhang, you're still focused on that case. You don't even have time for yourself to eat. You're really working hard!"

Hearing Yuan Jiabao's voice, Zhang Chongbang immediately stood up and saluted Yuan Jiabao.

"Hello, Yuan Sir!"

"Okay, okay, stop it. I want to talk to you about something."

Yuan Jiabao threw the document on Zhang Chongbang's desk. Seeing Zhang Chongbang reaching out to take it, Yuan Jiabao slapped the back of his hand.

Zhang Chongbang chuckled awkwardly.

"Sir Yuan, I've had such a hard time following this case.

Just when we were about to find some clues, the clues were cut off again. I suspect it is..."

"I don't care about your case. I came here to talk to you about something!"

Yuan Jiabao interrupted Zhang Chongbang's speech, then pulled a chair and sat opposite Zhang Chongbang, speaking in a solemn voice.

"You can still eat pan-fried buns outside!

But have you ever thought about your former brothers who are still suffering in prison day after day?!"

Chapter 43 Zhang Chongbang: I’m sorry, I have my principles!

Zhang Chongbang was stunned. "Sir Yuan, what do you mean by telling me this so early in the morning?"

Yuan Jiabao still reached out and pressed down Zhang Chongbang's pile of materials and spoke seriously.

"Nothing, I have good news for you.

Recently, someone from the Hong Kong Bar Association took the lead in preparing to initiate a criminal immunity request to the Correctional Services Department on behalf of Ao and others.

Our police force has received news that anyone willing to speak out for A-Ao can be interviewed by the TV station at that time.

You were a key witness in the last trial. If you speak out, the public opinion might be more favorable to Ao and the others, and perhaps Ao and the others can end their imprisonment."

After saying that, Yuan Jiabao looked at Zhang Chongbang eagerly, waiting for him to give him an answer.

Zhang Chongbang and Yuan Jiabao looked at each other and thought for a moment.

Finally he shook his head.

"Yuan sir, are you kidding?

The law is the law. If public opinion can change judicial decisions, then aren’t legal provisions just a piece of waste paper?

What is the purpose of our service? Isn't it to uphold the dignity of the law and the safety of citizens? "

Faced with the stubborn and stubborn Zhang Chongbang, Yuan Jiabao felt a tightness in his chest.

"Prince! Legal principles are nothing more than human feelings!

Ao and the others were also sent to jail to protect the personal safety of the citizens, and it was your testimony that sent them to jail!

Don’t you feel even a little bit of guilt?”

"One is one, two is two. Ao and the others are my brothers, but they did break the law. Why should I feel guilty?

Sir Yuan, you are a policeman, you shouldn't say such words! "

"you……"

Yuan Jiabao was speechless for a moment, and finally sighed and decided to have a good talk with Zhang Chongbang.

"Master, the appeal initiated by the Bar Association this time is not to help Ao and the others escape punishment, but to help them apply for pardon.

They will have to bear the crime of beating the suspect to death for the rest of their lives!

It's right that you want to defend the dignity of the law, but shouldn't you also remember the old friendship between us brothers?

You should know what kind of life a police officer like A'ao goes through every day when he is locked up in a cell!

It's tragic enough that their bright futures have been ruined, and now they have to endure two more years of inhuman torture in prison. I'm afraid they'll die in prison!"

Perhaps Yuan Jiabao's moving words worked, Zhang Chongbang lowered his head and remained silent.

It seemed as if a fierce ideological confrontation was going on.

Just when Yuan Jiabao thought there was a chance, Zhang Chongbang suddenly looked up.

"Sorry, if you're willing to be interviewed by the TV station, you can go by yourselves.

I have my principles and cannot agree to your request!

If there is nothing else, please don't delay my research on the case, Mr. Yuan."

"Good! You are so noble!"

Yuan Jiabao knew that it was useless to say more, so he slammed the table and said this, glaring at Zhang Chongbang fiercely.

He didn't know what was going on in Zhang Chongbang's mind. How could a person be so stubborn and cold-blooded?

Then Yuan Jiabao walked out without saying a word.