"Wow."

in the room.

There is a refrigerator in the corner of the living room.

A military police opened the refrigerator, and several black plastic bags suddenly fell to the ground.

Zhuang Shikai, Chen Jiaju and others turned their heads and saw a pool of flesh and blood spilling out of the bag and lying on the ground. There was a really strong smell of blood with a disgusting smell of meat.

"Ah!!! It's minced meat!" The military policeman stared wide, looked at the fingers on the ground and said: "It's a corpse!"

With so many bags of flesh and blood sealed in the criminal's house, anyone can guess what is inside.

What's more, fingers, eyes, and liver are all scattered on the ground...

In the room, the faces of a dozen police officers were not pretty, even Chen Jiaju felt nauseous and his eyelids thumped.

Zhuang Sir did not change his face, opened a bag with the toe of his shoe, squinted his eyes and ordered: "First confirm the identity of the deceased."

"Don't move too much."

"Yes, sir." Several police officers responded solemnly.

In fact, there are limited places in the human body that can be minced, only fleshy tissues, and soft tissues such as liver and cavernous body.

The remaining bones and skulls are difficult to mince with a meat grinder.

Gritting your teeth together, it is not difficult to confirm the identity, and no matter how bad it is, you can send a criminal forensic doctor to do something.

Of course, there was no forensic team prepared at the scene, so the police officers had to do it.

Zhuang Shikai didn't want the body to be a child or a woman...

Half an hour later, the police officers finished a simple piece of work, pinching their noses and preaching: "The identity of the body has been confirmed."

"The body of the criminal Mazi Sheng."

The police officer's cheeks were pale, his expression turned blue, and he was wearing white gloves, but his hands were stained with blood, and he could see tiny muddy flesh.

Police officers do things in groups, and vomit in groups. The process of putting together is very difficult.

They must first take out all the rocks from the refrigerator, and then restore them a little bit according to the human bone organs...

He exhaled and shouted coldly: "This is their way to die!"

"But, thinking that death alone is enough to pay off the debt?"

"Can you sweep the tail?"

Zhuang Shikai raised his eyebrows: "I want you all to die!"

...

"Is the boat ready?" Stanley Bay, a seaside tea restaurant.

Aunt Mei sat in the corner, leaning against the window, blowing the sea breeze, and took a cherry from the dessert and gently put it into her mouth.

The cherries were covered with cream and hung to the corner of her mouth, pure and lustful, very attractive.

Aunt Mei stretched out her pink tongue, rolled it to the corner of her mouth and gently licked the cream, and pressed her lips.

Her tongue is wet and dexterous like a snake, very superb.

A thugman stood by, swallowed his saliva, bowed his head and preached: "Madame, the boss of the ship on Hong Kong Island was taken away by the police as expected."

"According to your instructions, I bought two private yachts in Tsim Sha Tsui. Tonight, I will be able to cross the sea to Macau, and we will transfer to Singapore when we go to Macau."

In fact, the thug leader who is next to Aunt Mei is very dangerous, and the frequency of replacement is very high.

After all, it is easy to be beaten wherever you go, and you can die quickly.

But Aunt Mei can always recruit loyal and courageous men.

Because she is attractive enough and willing to entertain her subordinates with her body, she is a good boss who dares to pay down and is caring enough to follow her naturally.

Aunt Mei nodded lightly, raised her head, and her slender neck showed smooth white skin.

"At ten o'clock in the evening, you take good people and the boat, we set off in Tsim Sha Tsui."

"Yes, lady boss."

The boss responded harshly.

"In addition, the cellar has been locked." The boss spoke again, turning and walking out of the cafe.

Aunt Mei smiled at the corner of her mouth, picked up the silver spoon next to her, and gently scooped a piece of cake.

"Tick, tick, tick." With her other hand, she picked up the eldest brother at the table, and quickly pressed a bunch of phones with her hands and feet.

"Hello? The other one?" A dry mouthful of Cantonese came across the phone.

"Uncle Chen, has my chartered boat arrived?" Aunt Mei asked aloud.

"It's here, it's nine o'clock in the evening, what time do you leave?" Uncle Chen replied openly.

Aunt Mei responded very simply: "Just leave as soon as you get to the shore."

"Moo question!" Uncle Chen readily agreed.

"Thank you Uncle Chen." Aunt Mei hung up and put down her eldest brother, acting very confidently.

She saw the cake in her mouth with a sweet smile on her face.

The reason why she has become a legend in the arena is because she has a habit of always leaving alone when she wants to leave.

The more people you bring, the bigger the goal.

What's more, the police called off the bosses of all ships in Hong Kong, first to scrape their bottoms, and second, to prevent them from escaping from Hong Kong Island.

This situation will definitely monitor other departure channels, such as aircraft flights, ferry companies, and even private airlines, yacht rental companies...

What is the difference between buying two boats on Hong Kong Island and surrendering to the police station?

Those people were just the smoke bombs she released.

The safest way to leave Hong Kong is not to sail out of Hong Kong Island, but to let outside ships enter Hong Kong Island! Leave by boat outside!

Aunt Mei often arranges her escape route in advance when she goes to a place to work.

As a ruthless character from the mainland, she naturally also has channels from the mainland, and she has contacted the Guangdong ship boss well before she arrived in Hong Kong. Now a call ahead of time, the mainland will send the ship.

When the Hong Kong Island police went to arrest people in Tsim Sha Tsui, she was already blowing the evening breeze on the coast of Guangdong Province, drinking Pearl River beer and eating Cantonese sausage.

Aunt Mei is here calmly, arranging a retreat.

Over in Guangdong Province, Uncle Chen put down his eldest brother, bowed his head and preached: "Government, I have done it according to your requirements."

I saw him sitting on a chair with handcuffs on both hands. In front of him was an iron table. The white wall behind him was brushed with the words "be lenient in confession and strict in resistance".

A public security officer in a blue uniform knocked on the desk with his hand, sitting on the iron fence and shouting: "Die Chen! Where are you docking, how many people and how many boats?"

"I advise you to explain honestly and strive for leniency, not to say that it is unpredictable!"

Chen Adi bowed his head and replied: "One person, one boat."

The police officer looked back at the leader next to him.

Yang Jianhua was wearing a suit and nodded gently.

The chiefs and comrades of the bureaus were crowded around her, the scene was very serious.

The policeman turned to the criminal again, with a capable tone: "If you think of any useful news, let me know as soon as possible!"

"If this news is correct, you still have the opportunity to actively reform and re-behave. If this opportunity is wrong? You are the first on the target list! I will give you an rush in the game!"

"Report to the government! I'm telling the truth, telling the truth..." Chen Adi suddenly raised his head and burst into tears.

Yang Jianhua turned and left with the leaders...

The policeman didn't bother to pay attention to the scum anymore. After making a sentence of really embarrassing our compatriots, he and others put "Adi Chen" in custody.

...

"Officer Zhuang."

"Are you free to accept my interview?"

Building for rent in Kowloon District.

Zhuang Shikai pulled up the cordon downstairs and led Chen Jiaju and police officers out of the cordon.

A group of police officers carried minced meat and corpses in their hands.

A large crowd of onlookers stood nearby.

A female reporter stepped forward and asked.

I saw a female reporter wearing a ponytail, wearing jeans, holding a microphone in her hand, and a fat photographer next to her. The photographer was carrying a camera on his shoulder, and the lens was aimed at Sir Zhuang.

"Please don't hinder the police from performing their official duties!" The two police officers saw a reporter approaching, raised their hands to block the camera, and warned seriously.

The other group of police officers set up their positions and escorted the officer into the vehicle.

At this moment, Zhuang Shikai paused, waved his hand, motioned the police officer to disperse, and walked to the camera on his own initiative: "Just ask if you have anything."

He tidyed up his suit and faced the camera with a serious expression.

Although, Sir Zhuang dislikes candid camera shots most of the time, and doesn't like reporters running around the scene.

However, the police force has made an omission in its work, and it is now time to accept public supervision. He has no reason to drive the reporter out. He should give the public a promise.

Le Huizhen took a deep breath and raised the microphone: "Nowadays, people from all walks of life are generally dissatisfied with the information provided by the police briefing. Can the police have the ability to rescue the kidnapped children? Can the police let the flying tiger hero's daughter go home? "

"Moreover, judging from the perspective of a reporter, I believe that there must be more cases behind the kidnapped child."

"Should the police be responsible for these cases? Can they rescue those who have been trafficked? You know, they are also citizens of Hong Kong Island, just like every one of us..."

Le Huizhen's eyes were clear, and she looked straight at Sir Zhuang in front of her.

It is undeniable that Le Huizhen has always been a fan of Sir Chuang. News interviews have always stood on the position of the police force and belonged to a reporter who favored the police force.

Moreover, her reputation gradually grew, which helped the police establish an image.

But this case deeply touched her heart, so she couldn't help the police to brag.

After Le Huizhen learned of the whereabouts of Sir Zhuang, he rushed to the scene as soon as possible, not for "chasing the male god", but for accountability.

This is probably also a kind of growth.

Zhuang Shikai re-examined the woman in front of him, and suddenly felt that the little reporter "Le Huizhen" was no longer the little reporter back then.

"I admire you very much."

Zhuang Shikai nodded slightly.

"I also know the responsibility of the police force to every citizen."

Zhuang Shikai continued.

"I promise you that the police will rescue the kidnapped girl in Mong Kok within the golden 24 hours."

"At the same time, we will destroy the entire human trafficking organization, give them the most severe blow, and rescue every abducted person."

Zhuang Shikai looked up his watch, then looked up to the camera and said: "This is also my promise to every citizen~lightnovelpub.net~ If I can't do it, I will submit my resignation to the police tomorrow morning."

"Thank you for the interview, goodbye."

Zhuang Shikai smiled politely, waved to Le Huizhen lightly, turned around and got into the sedan surrounded by the police, and drove away from the scene.

Le Huizhen stared blankly at the back of the team, the words "Zhuang Sir" echoed in her mind, and took a deep breath, only to feel that the words were full of male hormones.

The worship reappeared in her eyes: "As expected of me, my male god!"

"You will always be my male god!"

And there is a word called "Evil is overwhelming with righteousness"! When Zhuang Shikai left the scene, he had already received intelligence from the other party, and integrated them with each other to directly pinpoint the time, place, and number of "Aunt Mei" appearing.

These are all due to the advance guidance provided by Sir Zhuang based on experience and provide the investigating officers with accurate directions, so that Sir Zhuang can make promises with extreme confidence.

Of course, in addition to the intelligence coming from the front line, there are also some troubles.