Chapter 264: 0263 [The Great Deceitful Shi Zhijian! 】

Crackling!

A group of media reporters frantically took pictures of the smuggled fishing boat.

"Officer Ding, can you be more aggressive, we will give you a close-up!"

"Yeah, it's really sharp enough to single-handedly crack such a big abalone smuggling case!"

A reporter gave Ding Yongqiang a thumbs up.

Ding Yongqiang stood modestly on the fishing boat, with his hips on his hips looking for a sense of majesty, but finally he felt that the posture of drawing his gun was the most majestic, so it appeared that he drew his gun and raised it high above his head, with one hand on his hip, glaring, like a red The fighting hero in the drama.

Crackling, another flash of spotlights.

Heipi and the others watched this scene stupidly.

When they called for military and police support, Sha Qiang had already captured the criminals and took down the entire ship by himself.

Incredible!

The opponent has a machine gun!

But the facts are in front of us.

Silly Qiang became a hero.

The abalone inspector Chen Xijiu was serving a few abalones at home, when he suddenly heard the news that Shaqiang had made a big dragon and phoenix, and rushed over before he even had time to fasten his trouser belt.

After figuring out the facts, his first thought was, what era is this, why are abalones being smuggled?

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"Fishermen are oppressed by black forces, and even abalones are smuggled. Is the so-called Hong Kong fragrant or stinky?"

"Buy and sell by force! Bully the market! Abalone is also smuggled, Hong Kong is number one in the world!"

The next day, such large-scale condemning articles appeared in newspapers and magazines all over Hong Kong.

The article points directly at the oppression of fishermen, and the evil forces bullying the market and controlling the seafood market.

The editorial article on the headlines of Ming Pao was even more sharp.

"You can see the abalone in the tube! A boatload of smuggled abalone has exposed the ubiquitous bullying in today's Hong Kong market! Seafood trading has become a means for them to make money under the manipulation of evil forces!"

Central Police Station.

Crack!

Chief Superintendent James slapped the newspaper in his hand on the conference room table, and then chattered.

Below sat a group of ghost police officers, as well as Chen Zhichao, Lei Luo, Yan Xiong and other Chinese police officers and detectives.

The translator who was sitting on the side pretended to be powerful and slapped the table vigorously: "Officer James is very angry! He is very angry! How can such a thing happen in Hong Kong? Under the exploitation of the evil forces, even abalones are smuggled? This makes Hong Kong Became the biggest joke!"

Then, James cursed again.

Translator: "You people who eat the imperial food are all pigheads and idiots! If you can't solve this problem as soon as possible, not only you, but even me will be finished!"

Chen Zhichao, Lei Luo and others look at me and I look at you.

James chattered to Chen Zhichao and Lei Luo for a while.

Translator: "This matter was created by your Chinese community. You two are big Chinese in the police world! Don't be modest, I know that you are more prestigious than me, the Chief Superintendent! So I will hand over this matter to you. You guys handle it! One day, get it done!"

After finishing speaking, Superintendent James got up and cursed in broken Cantonese: "I'll fuck you up!"

Then turn around and leave.

The translator also stood up and left, saying, "Hey, I don't need to translate this sentence!"

After all the ghost police officers left, Chen Zhichao took out a cigarette and handed it to Lei Luo: "What do you think?"

Lei Luo curled his lips, "The matter is so big that it is said that it has made the headlines of the British "Times". I am afraid that even the Queen is thinking about the abalone on the table. of!"

Chen Zhichao smiled wryly: "Abalone smuggling? Why do I always find it funny?"

Yan Xiong raised his hand at the side and spoke: "You two big brothers, I don't think this is funny."

"Why?"

Chen Zhichao and Lei Luo looked at Yan Xiong.

Yan Xiong was very satisfied with the feeling of being watched by the two big bosses, and the feeling of being a detective in the past came back.

"I heard that a foreigner recently bought abalone at a high price, but abalone seafood products are monopolized by people from the four major associations. Those who want to make a fortune have to take the risk of smuggling abalone to buyers!"

"Uh, is this really the case?"

"Yes! That foreigner is called Amir!"

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"Protest! I seriously protest! As a great businessman from India, I can't even buy abalone in Hong Kong! Are you still a free port, or a happy place?"

In the Fishermen’s Department of Hong Kong, Amir changed his old Sikh hat, not to mention the suit and leather shoes, but also wore a very gentleman’s British top hat, a very playful little bow tie around his neck, and a thick long scorpion in his left hand. Civilized stick, the whole person is arrogant, and with his identity as an Indian third son, he is very aura.

Many Indians have always been complacent that India was once a colony of the British Empire.

And the British who ruled them were also very satisfied with such slaves, so they gave the third Indian brother a very high-level treatment in England and even in Hong Kong.

Compared with the locals in Hong Kong, Amir, who was dressed as a big businessman at this time, burst out of anger because of the aura, so that the senior officials of the Fisherman's Department couldn't help but wiped the sweat from his head vigorously.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Amir! We, Shangfeng, attach great importance to your question!"

"Important? Emphasis on your mother! I'm sorry, please forgive me for being so rude! I'm so angry. I came to Hong Kong for business. I like the abalone here, and I like the seafood here, but the seafood market here is blocked by some hateful people. people monopolize!"

"God, it's unimaginable, this is the legendary food capital, Hong Kong, the capital of freedom!"

After Amir finished speaking, he raised his civilized stick and pointed at the senior official's nose, "In three days, you must solve this problem, or I will pass it to the UK! You don't know how powerful I am, I not only know The officials here even know Her Majesty's housekeeper! You know, we Indians help people guard the door, and we are very good at being housekeepers!"

"Yes yes yes! I will definitely solve it! Uh, you are leaving? You go slowly!"

Looking at Amir who turned to leave, the senior official of the Fisherman's Department wiped the cold sweat on his forehead again, cursing those shameless associations in his heart, damn it, you have a monopoly of ghosts, almost even I will be implicated by you!

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Amir flamboyantly left the Fisherman's Office. Along the way, countless people nodded and bowed to him when they saw him.

Amir's vanity was fully satisfied.

At this moment, he felt as if he had really become a well-known big Indian businessman, not the little Indian Amir who was helping people to watch the gate.

When I came to a secluded place, I heard a black Volkswagen car there.

Seeing that there was no one around, Amir hurriedly ran over and knocked on the car window.

The car window was opened, Shi Zhijian was smoking a cigarette, squinting at him, "How is it going?"