Chapter 12 Zhu Tao
“On my way to the headquarters by bus today, I read the latest police alert. Currently, all the police officers in the 18 districts on Hong Kong Island total 36,877. Sixteen people.”
The policewoman who thought she had a chance to win instinctively wanted to interrupt him when she heard his sudden change of words, but Zhang Pin didn’t give her a chance and continued without even taking a breath. Go down.
“In the second quarter of this year, there were 168 robberies and 97 shootings on Hong Kong Island. I can’t remember all kinds of fights or other incidents. I only remember that in order to deal with these cases, A total of one hundred and three colleagues died and 648 police officers were injured."
"That is to say, there are an average of two robberies, one shooting, and more other small incidents every day. The case occurred.”
"At least one colleague dies every day, and seven colleagues are injured."
"Among them, all the colleagues who died were from the front-line operations department. I see that the injured ones are not mentioned in the information, but there will definitely not be any. You report it to the Complaints Department.”
“If you don’t do something, nothing will happen.”
“Sir, if I didn’t shoot, I would definitely have no chance of sitting here and being killed. You interrogated me.”
“Also, regarding my parents, sir, if I hadn’t been sensible enough, you might have been slapped if you said that in front of colleagues whose relatives were killed by criminals. ”
"I suggest that sir, when questioning colleagues in the future, it is best to wrap this table with barbed wire. This can ensure your personal safety."
By the time he finished speaking, all the policemen on the other side stopped. The police who originally wanted to ask questions out loud chose not to speak.
The policewoman's face turned pale, and she obviously knew that she had said the wrong thing.
"Thank you for coming to our complaint department."
After a while, another superintendent with half-white hair stood up, spoke to him, and then began to sort out the information in his hand.
This sentence naturally means that the subpoena conversation has ended.
Zhang Pin stood up and saluted, then turned and left.
But just when he reached the door, the white-haired superintendent called him again.
"By the way, the data you just mentioned are not from the second quarter of this year, but ten years ago."
Zhang Pin staggered and almost fell, and his heart began to Complain about the lard guy.
"No wonder the business at the newsstand is so bad. It turns out that all they sell are old newspapers."
The data he just mentioned was indeed seen on the police notice, but not on the way to the General Administration today. I saw it at the newsstand while I was fishing at work.
Oh, cut it!
At this time, the owner of the newsstand on the street he was patrolling, the lard guy, suddenly sneezed loudly.
"Lard, today's new newspapers, fifty copies of each, are here."
A newspaper delivery staff member rode an electric scooter, placed the new newspaper on the kiosk, and then prepared to leave.
"Hey, hey, wait, wait, do you have any extra old newspapers here? Leave a few copies for me."
The lard guy quickly called to stop the other party, and the staff Confused, she picked up a few newspapers for earthquake protection from under her buttocks and handed them to him.
“Why do you need old newspapers these days?”
“Some people come to my place all the time for free sex. After new newspapers have been turned over, they are hard to sell. I might as well just take them. Old newspapers fooled him ”
The lard guy looked shrewd and sneezed several times in succession.
“It’s good that young people have the habit of reading warning signs.”
Fortunately, the other party was just teasing him and had no other intention.
Zhang Pin, who just thought he had won, could only walk out of the room with his head down.
After coming out of the headquarters, Zhang Pincai realized that his back was already soaked through the short exchange just now.
"If I wasn't sure and didn't become a police officer, the system would be ineffective. I don't want to be restricted like this." Ever since he wanted to embezzle the 70,000 yuan and get the title of a black police officer, he had vaguely speculated about this system. It's leaning toward the righteous camp.
The world is so dangerous. If there is no system, he doesn't know if he can survive. So now it seems that the police still have to continue to work.
“I came to the General Administration and didn’t even get a cup of tea. It’s amazing to work in the General Administration.”
He complained, and then walked towards a convenience store nearby, ready to buy something. A bottle of water quenches your thirst.
"Trouble you"
At a supermarket checkout nearby, a young man wearing an old plaid shirt whispered to the cashier.
“I’m very busy!” The cashier woman continued to count the next person’s things without raising her head.
“The number seems wrong.”
The young man did not give up and handed over the receipt and two boxes of lunch meat.
"Luncheon meat is on sale for two yuan and fifty cents, and you charged five yuan more."
The aunt glanced at the label, then looked at the special price sign hanging on it, with impatience on her face.
"Oh, it's all been accounted for. You can take anything worth less than five yuan."
The young man had a serious expression on his face and was not shaken by the other person's words.
“I’ve bought everything I want to buy.”
The aunt became even more impatient, and the people in line behind her also had expressions of disdain on their faces.
Zhang Pin, who was passing by, felt that this young man was quite conscious of saving money, so his walking pace also slowed down.
However, at the young man’s insistence, the aunt took out a five-yuan coin and slapped it heavily on the table.
"Uncle Tao, it's this guy. I heard from other sources that when our goods were hacked by a few Chaozhou guys, it was this guy who caught the Chaozhou guy."
Zhang Pin didn't know that when he was standing in front of the supermarket watching the show, a group of people were staring at him in the restaurant opposite.
"I heard that the police didn't find the rest of the money?"
Zhu Tao, whose temples had turned white and was wearing a pair of glasses and a gentle expression, looked at Zhang Pin who was standing at the door watching the excitement, holding his hands He was still drinking a cup of tea leisurely.
"Yes, except for the more than one million at the scene, not a cent of the more than three million robbed by the Chaozhou guys has been found."
"This guy is the only one at the scene. After entering the room, the money is gone now. It was probably taken by him. "
Several of the men looked angry. They were busy working and were taken advantage of by this stinky policeman.
"One of the four Teochew guys has died, and the other three will definitely enter Stanley. When the time comes, we will arrange for people to go in. If they dare to take our money, they will really live enough."
Zhu Tao put the tea in the cup He drank it all in one gulp and then slammed the teacup on the table.
"Knock him over and kill him. Next time I do business, I will do the transaction myself."
Then he walked towards the stairs, obviously preparing to avoid suspicion.
Zhu Tao's men opened their mouths. They originally wanted to say that this was the entrance of the Police Headquarters. Killing the police here was a bit too arrogant.
But obviously Zhu Tao also knew about this, so he left early.
"What are you afraid of? There is no death penalty on Hong Kong Island anyway. If you drink a bottle of wine and bump into it, you will be squatting in Stanley for five years at most. Uncle Tao's family allowance is enough anyway."
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