This is also why Li Wenbin is so generous.
Zhang Pin actually doesn’t appreciate this credit.
But as the chief of the operations department of Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station, he needs such credit for his subordinates.
“Such a large amount of goods is enough to cause a sensation.”
After Li Wenbin finished dividing the goods, he looked at the goods piled together.
A full 100 kilograms, such a large amount of white noodles, if not shocking the world, at least shocked Hong Kong Island.
"Heichai is just a small demolition house, and he can actually get a hundred kilograms of goods at one time. If it were other big buyers, wouldn't it be even more exaggerated."
He quickly From the white noodles, I thought of the Eight-faced Buddha.
As the largest seller in the Golden Triangle, this guy’s inventory is too exaggerated.
After all, for some Taoist friends, smoking is just a few grams at a time.
One hundred kilograms of white flour is enough to supply Taoists throughout Hong Kong Island.
And what we can know is that with the strength of Heichai, it is completely impossible to be a big buyer of the Eight-faced Buddha.
For such a small partner, the Eight-faced Buddha gave him so many goods at once, which shows that the other party's stock must be sufficient.
In other words, how determined is the other party to open up the Hong Kong Island market.
“This guy must be dealt with as soon as possible. If he continues, it will be a great harm to the entire world.”
Li Wenbin took a deep breath to calm down.
This time Zhang Pin nodded in rare agreement.
He has killed quite a few white-faced dealers.
From Zhu Tao at the beginning to Hua Xinwu recently, no matter how loud these guys are, their annual shipment volume may not be as much as that of Heichai this time.
After all, it is a hundred kilograms, and this thing is not wheat or rice.
This stuff is sold by the gram.
"Everyone, don't be idle. Let's help dispose of the body. This thing should be sealed together with the arms and specially guarded by someone. Don't let it go outside."
Zhang Pin is not ready to stay any longer. Went down.
Dozens of people have died here, and there are so many goods, and many niggas have been captured.
The leaders and reporters will be here soon after receiving the news.
To handle these things well, some people will definitely need to work all night.
Of course it is impossible for Zhang Pin to stay up late with everyone here, it makes no sense.
On the contrary, the younger brothers under him are all very motivated and cannot stop at all.
This case involves so much money, arms and even transnational criminal gangs. For those who handle it, it is definitely a resume worth bragging about.
And there will be zero casualties in the arrest tonight.
Such a good situation is rarely encountered by the entire Hong Kong Island Police Force, except for Zhang Pin's men, like the Central District Crime Squad.
Even if Li Wenbin gives up all the credit.
But as long as they show up at the scene, even if there are no other benefits, at least the bonus this month or this quarter will definitely be a big income.
After all, things like income rebates can be found everywhere.
This Colombian drug lord originally came to trade with Heichai with sincerity.
Even if they wanted to take advantage of the enemy, they also brought the funds for the transaction out of confidence in their own strength and strategy.
This money must be handed over as usual.
But the higher-ups will definitely give them part of the bonus.
Zhang Pin arranged things, called Li Jiaren, and drove back to Tong Keren's villa.
"Husband, come here quickly. Come and take a look. Bourne has a lot of passports."
After entering the villa, it was already early in the morning, but Tong Keren was not asleep yet. Instead, she was struggling with a pile of passports.
"What's there to see in the passport? Come to the room with me and I'll show you a big treasure."
Zhang Pin really has no interest in the passport.
"No, these passports are all real. We have tested them personally, and the names in each passport are different."
It's not like Tong Keren has never seen this before. Market people.
The reason why I am so surprised is because these passports of Bourne are so rare.
“Are they all true?”
Hearing Tong Keren’s words, Zhang Pin was also a little surprised.
It’s nothing unusual to have many passports.
Bourne is white-skinned and has a London accent. They are visa-free from many countries.
If the other party is willing, it is not difficult to apply for a few passports or something.
But if it is a real passport with different names, then the reason is worth talking about.
"Let me see, did you get it from the safe at HSBC?"
Zhang Pin picked up a passport and asked Bourne.
Due to amnesia, Bourne cannot remember his previous experiences and memories.
He only has a laser with a series of numbers inside.
While working as a bodyguard for Tong Keren, Zhang Pin specifically investigated him.
Bourne also confessed to them the string of numbers on his body.
After subsequent inquiries, Zhang Pin found out that this was a set of account numbers and passwords for HSBC Bank safes.
After Bourne got the news, he took the initiative to go to the bank to check the safe, naturally with the purpose of finding his identity certificate.
After going there, he found that there were weapons and cash in the safe, as well as a large number of passports.
His first reaction was that he should be a killer, and these passports were fake documents he used to conceal his identity.
Tong Keren, who was traveling with him, also saw these passports. Her initial guess was similar to Bourne's, but she felt that Bourne was more like an international agent.
Then she had a sudden idea and took Bourne directly to the embassy or embassy of the country where his passport was located to check Bourne's identity.
Originally this was just a joke on her part.
As a result of the inquiry, it was discovered that all seven or eight of Bourne's passports were authentic.
From the embassy’s file information, the identity of the other party can be found.
It is naturally impossible for a person to have seven or eight different experiences, so in theory these identities should all be fake.
But if it is fake, then the country corresponding to the passport should be able to find out.
Now that this contradiction appeared, Tong Ke and Bourne were so surprised that they couldn't sleep.
"I may really be an agent, so what is my purpose here?"
Bourne's face was very confused.
If he is a killer, his passport should be fake.
Now that all the passports are authentic, it is naturally impossible for the killer to do such a thing.
On the contrary, the identity of an agent is very reasonable.
But even though he guessed his identity, he still didn't recall his memory.
"Don't think so much, whether it's an agent or a bodyguard, it's all work anyway."
Zhang Pin threw his passport back on the table and didn't care.
“Pay attention, maybe your contact person will come to your door when you wake up.”
Seeing that the two of them seemed to have no sense of crisis at all, Zhang Pin I gave them a special reminder.
Regardless of Bourne's identity as a killer or an agent.
One thing Bourne said is right. He must have come to Hong Kong Island with a purpose or a mission.
Now he has lost his memory and has no idea of his mission. Originally, it was estimated that it would pass as soon as it passed.
After all, Hong Kong Island is so big, Bourne’s organization may not be able to find him.
But today, Bourne went to the bank to pick up a package and went to the embassy to check his identity, which must have alarmed some people.
It is impossible to say that the other party is already taking action.
With the abilities that Bourne showed after losing his memory, one can easily imagine the strength of the forces behind him.
In fact, Zhang Pin had already guessed about this.
Judging from Bourne’s skin color, he must be one of those gangsters.
Originally, because the other party was from London and had a London accent, Zhang Pin thought that the other party might be from Group Seven or something.
After all, the political department has recently been disbanded in Hong Kong.
It just so happens that the Political Department belongs to the original subordinate forces of the Seven Groups.
It makes sense for the other party to send someone here.
But now judging from the fact that Bourne suddenly has so many passports from various countries, it is obvious that the other party's force belongs to him.
After all, except for that gangster, no other force in the world can do this.
World dominance is not something you just blow up.
After knowing the force to which Bourne belonged, Zhang Pin naturally remembered his trip to Bangzi and led his men to destroy a branch of the CIA.
So it seems that the purpose of Bourne coming here is to cause trouble for himself.
Thinking that Bourne, who was originally looking for trouble, has now become his bodyguard, Zhang Pin couldn't help but want to laugh for some reason.
Sure enough, there is no need to talk about logic in the real world, anything can happen.
"You are an agent, do you still have to go on a mission?"
After learning that Bourne was an agent, Tong Keren was not afraid, but acted very curious.
After all, everyone has seen the movie 007.
Bourne also looks similar to 007. Thinking about him saving the world, I am quite looking forward to it.
"No, I may have been an agent before, but I am not now or in the future."
Hearing Tong Keren's question, Bourne shook his head without hesitation.
"Although I have no previous memories, I instinctively resent my previous life."
When Bourne mentioned the past, there was no trace of happiness on his face.
“Sometimes when I want to recall my past memories, there is always a voice in my heart, which seems to be reminding myself that the previous life is not worth remembering, and the current life is what I want to have. ”
Bourne looked calm when he mentioned his past.
Although he has lost his memory, he can still distinguish between good and bad.
In recent times, he was nominally a bodyguard, but in fact Tong Keren regarded him as a friend.
Because Tong Keren is either at work or with Zhang Pin, Bourne naturally has a lot of free time of his own.
Bourne’s free activities on weekdays are actually very boring.
He has no friends in Hong Kong Island, and he is not an active person.
So a lot of the time he was just in a daze alone.
But even if he is in a boring daze, Bourne will actually feel comfortable and satisfied from the bottom of his heart.
Because he only lost his memory, but actually his cognitive abilities and other abilities were not lost.
So he can really feel what his previous life was like.
He has a strong desire for freedom in his heart.
Sometimes he even has a thought from the bottom of his heart: I am so lucky that I can lose my memory.
"Is there really any danger? Then let's sleep together at night."
When Tong Keren heard Zhang Pin asking them to pay attention to the danger, she immediately jumped to Zhang Pin and hugged him He held his arm and refused to let go.
Zhang Pin couldn't help but glare at the other party.
Tong Keren is a drunkard who is not interested in drinking, but is eyeing his waist.
“Hmph, as long as you don’t beg for mercy.”
Sir Zhang was not afraid of Tong Keren’s approach.
Today is different from the past. With Sir Zhang’s extraordinary physique, it is a piece of cake to deal with a Tong Keren.
But obviously, Sir Zhang’s idea of spending a good night is not so easy to achieve.
Outside the villa.
A heavily armed CIA team is already ready.
"All electronic equipment is under control. Road surveillance, cars, satellites, and mobile phone communications have all cut off their signals."
"The roads are all under control. If you want to come to the nearest police station, at least It will take half an hour.”
“Okay, everyone already knows the target of this operation. Remember, in addition to the spy, a senior superintendent of the Hong Kong Police Force also needs to pay attention.”
The leader of the group, a white ghost, specifically spoke out to warn everyone again.
"Hmph, Crime Buster, what a great name."
However, as members of the CIA's elite operations team, it is obvious that they do not take an outstanding police officer from a small place seriously. inside.
"They have eliminated our colleagues in the Bangzi branch. Don't underestimate the enemy."
The commander suddenly frowned when he heard that his men underestimated the enemy.
"It's just a rumor. The superiors above are still arguing with the military department."
Obviously, no one took the commander's words seriously.
The commander himself didn’t care.
In fact, the commander himself does not care about Zhang Pin. The reason why he said this is just a habitual reminder.
"Two security guards are patrolling from the east! The other two have arrived at the designated location, and there is no one else within five hundred meters."
At this moment, the member responsible for surveillance spoke up to alert everyone in action.
“Hmmmm—”
Hearing the reminder, the four action members immediately touched it.
They took out some electric shock equipment and quickly knocked the two security guards to the ground, then dragged them aside and tied them up.
“Sneak in! Remember, you have half an hour to act.”
The commander looked at his watch, then waved his hand and immediately arranged for everyone to take action.
They had figured out the security separation of the villa area before coming.
In the evening, security guards will also be arranged to train once every half an hour, and it will take exactly one hour to walk through the villa area, so in theory there will be two groups of security guards patrolling the villa area at the same time.
But these security guards may still be difficult for others.
For the CIA's elite, it is not even a difficulty.
After taking care of the security, everyone rushed to Tong Keren's villa.
Click——
"Shet! Be careful, there is glass on the wall!"
As a result, this group of elites encountered the first problem just after they set off.
When they were about to climb the wall, they suddenly discovered that the top of the exquisite and vine-covered wall was actually inlaid with many small fragments.
At this time, when the first few elites climbed on it with their hands, they immediately touched the almost weathered glass.
As elite members of the CIA, they wore stab-proof gloves, so they were not cut by the glass.
The problem is that these glasses are weathered and therefore very fragile.
When they pressed it now, the sound of broken glass sounded very clear in the dark night sky.