Rebirth Hong Kong as a hero

"Da da da"

At the door of the warehouse, the second child held an AK rifle and fired wildly beyond the door. The powerful firepower suppressed the many policemen outside, and shot while going out.

Amidst the smog, the muzzle of the AK rifle was sprayed with flames, and the bullets hit the car body parked outside, causing sparks to fly.

Ye Guishan squinted at the AK that was glowing in the smoke, turned sideways and threw the high-explosive grenade in his hand towards the second child.

"Winter."

The high-explosive grenade was thrown, bounced twice on the ground, and rolled straight to the position of the second child.

"Grass!"

When the second child heard the sound of the grenade, he subconsciously jumped to the side depending on the source of the sound.

"boom!"

The high-explosive grenade exploded in response, the flames splashed everywhere, and the huge impact spread to the surroundings, and the scorching heat wave swept over.

"Buzz!"

There was a tinnitus in the ear, which made the second child deaf for a short time.

He lay on the ground and shook his head, relying entirely on feeling, he pulled the trigger with the finger of his right hand, and continued to shoot the AK in his hand towards the outside, and continued to shoot.

"Da da da!"

A shuttle bullet finished.

The second child turned sideways, and then reached out with his left hand to touch the spare magazine in his pocket, but his left hand no longer listened to the control and did not respond.

His peripheral vision fell obliquely in front, the broken finger fell to the ground, and the second child lowered his head, only to realize that the fingers of his left hand had been blown off at some point, and the fifth finger was already missing two fingers.

"what"

Only then did the second child realize it later, and screamed out in severe pain.

"dash forward!"

Ye Guishan waved his hand, roared to signal the crowd to rush in, tightened the body armor on his body, and rushed to the front, walking quickly, with his fingers resting on point [-], ready to move at any time.

Behind.

The guy who was about to rush in looked at Ye Guishan who was leading the way, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment. When did the chief inspector work so hard, he dared to rush in the first place in such a dangerous situation.

"Put down the gun."

"Put down the gun!"

Ye Guishan rushed in following the first one, screaming loudly, looking at the second child who fell to the ground and screaming, raised the muzzle of the . trigger.

"Boom!"

The muzzle of the .[-] shot out flames and gunpowder smoke, and two consecutive bursts of bullets hit the second child between the eyebrows, killing him directly.

The second child fell to the ground, his eyeballs were wide open, and the blood hole between his brows was shocking, and a large pool of blood flowed out from the back of his head, dripping all over the floor.

Neither of the two escaped death, so far, the gang of five gangsters went offline.

Behind.

The guys who followed him heard the gunshots and immediately slowed down their pace. When they came in, Ye Guishan had already left.

"Fall on the street!"

Ye Guishan inserted the .[-] into the holster on his waist, frowned and scolded in a low voice: "These gangsters are really desperate, their fingers are blown off and they still don't surrender. Instead of surrendering, they dare to shoot at me!" .”

"I've killed it."

"Bah."

The .[-] enters the holster, and the sound of the holster closing is crisp and loud.

"Ye Sir is brave!"

The clerk flattered bluntly, and then under Ye Guishan's signal, he rushed in quickly to prepare to check the scene, while a small group of people directly blocked the outside. …

The police officers who stopped and checked the cars on the road also wanted to enter the warehouse to finish, but they were stopped by Ye Guishan's buddies and they were not allowed to enter.

Next.

Ye Guishan and the others want to "take stock" of the situation in the warehouse, so of course they don't allow the guys from other police stations to go in, because there are some things they shouldn't know.

"Don't worry."

Ye Guishan said indifferently: "Today's matter, everyone will have credit. These people are involved in a big case, just leave it to us."

"Ok."

Everyone is a sensible person, so naturally they will not continue to stay here because of such a trivial matter. After a brief exchange of greetings, they left with others, and the scene was handed over to Ye Guishan and the others.

"Cough cough."

Ye Guishan coughed a few times, stepped outside, took out a cigarette and lit it, squinted his eyes and smoked, looked at the many guys in the warehouse, and signaled them to hurry up.

Get rid of those things in the warehouse that don't belong here as quickly as possible.

"cough cough"

The guy ran out of the warehouse coughing violently, fanning the wind with his palms in front of his nostrils, panting heavily:

"No, no, Sir Ye, the smog inside is really too big, especially the innermost one. The ventilation is not good at all, and the smog can't escape. It's impossible for people to stay inside."

"Can't wait?!"

Hearing this, Ye Guishan frowned and stared at his subordinates: "Why can't you stay? The two of them can stay inside for so long, and they can still shoot at us with guns. Let you go in and pack something, why can't you?" Already?!"

"Hurry up, I want to be fast, the faster the better, do you want me to go in and help you too!"

"no, I'm fine."

The subordinate waved his hand resentfully, took a deep breath and rushed in again holding his breath.

This can't be blamed on them. Originally they were wearing gas masks, but the car was parked outside just now. When they were shot by the second child, the car exploded and the masks were gone. This made their work progress change. gotta slow down.

soon.

Five minutes passed, and a few guys came out of the warehouse in tears and disheveled, but the progress was slow and there was very little harvest.

There are quite a lot of ammunition in the warehouse, only some parts are outdated police products, which need to be screened. In addition, there is a partition door without a key. It took a lot of effort to cut it, and it can’t get out. The smoke, the overall progress is slow, and getting slower.

"Hurry up!"

Ye Guishan couldn't help waving his hand to urge him again, took a sip between his cigarettes, raised his wrist to look at his watch, and leaned against the front of the car to breathe out the smoke.

Just then.

There was a sound of brakes from the underground garage, followed by the roar of the engine. It sounds like there are quite a lot of cars.

Ye Guishan couldn't help frowning. Hearing that the voice seemed to be coming from Area C, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

soon.

In the line of sight, a police car turned first and appeared in Ye Guishan's field of vision, followed by several police cars turning towards him one after another. …

The driver of the car seemed to know Ye Guishan well. From a certain distance, he specially turned on the high beam twice in advance, specially flashed Ye Guishan twice, and drove over quickly.

"Fall on the street!"

Ye Guishan cursed in a low voice, took a sip of the cigarette and threw half of the cigarette in his hand on the ground: "There are not so many moths, right?!"

"Crench!"

There was a sudden sound of brakes, and the police car swung its tail flexibly and stopped in front of Ye Guishan.

Jibu and Song Zijie opened the car door and got out. The guys in the two cars behind followed suit and got out of the car. After getting off, they took out their ID cards and pinned them on their chests.

"Senior Inspector Song Zijie of Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station."

Song Zijie pinned the ID on the clothes on the left chest, glanced at Ye Guishan, then turned around and waved at the guys: "Take over the scene."

The guys went over the isolation cordon one by one, ignoring the obstruction of these guys under Ye Guishan's hands, and went in directly.

"Stop, stop them!"

Naturally, Ye Guishan would not let them in, so he called his men to stop Song Zijie's people, who knew that Song Zijie's people were like wolves and tigers, and they couldn't resist them at all.

"Snapped!"

Ye Guishan slapped the hood of the car, and stared at Song Zijie angrily:
"Song Zijie, Song Sir, I think you are absolutely lawless. How do you command your subordinates? You are a mere senior inspector and you come to take over my case?! Let them come out for me, you have no place to speak here!"

"Ha ha."

Song Zijie sniffed when he heard the words, gave him a fair look, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, handed Ji Bu one by the way, lit it up and took a sip:
"I know you are the Chief Inspector, I know, I know it even if you don't tell me, Sir Ye, how could I not know."

talking room.

He stretched out his hand to grope around his body, fumbled through several pockets several times, but couldn't find a reason.

"Abu."

Song Zijie looked at Ji Bu with smoke coming out of his nostrils, "Where's the document? Is it in your hand?"

"what."

Hearing what Song Zijie said, Ji Bu reached into his pocket and took out a piece of folded A4 paper, opened it and shook it: "It's really here with me."

Then put the document in front of Ye Guishan: "This is the order of Senior Superintendent Wu Xianming, and it is signed by your boss, Sir Niu."

Ye Guishan frowned, and subconsciously wanted to reach for the document, but Ji Bu took it back and handed it to Song Zijie.

"Humph."

Ye Guishan narrowed his eyes, and sneered: "Then I'm really sorry, I took your credit, and the scene has already been cleaned up."

"How could it be? Speaking of it, I still thank Ye Sir."

Ji Bu bared his teeth and didn't care about Ye Guishan's sarcasm: "Without you, we wouldn't be able to pick up ready-made ones, thanks to you who helped us open the door of this warehouse."

"That's it."

Song Zijie stuffed the document into his pocket, and smiled meanly: "But don't worry, we have settled this matter, and Sir Ye's name will definitely be mentioned in the case report, and you all have contributed." …

Done.

Song Zijie stopped looking at Ye Guishan, who had an ugly face, and turned his head to look at Ye Guishan's buddy who was still blocking the warehouse door to prevent them from entering:
"Senior Superintendent Wu Xianming's order is here. Anyone who dares to obstruct him will be strictly investigated in an unorganized and undisciplined manner. If necessary, he can directly unload his gun and be dismissed on the spot!"

"Take over the scene!"

"Yes!"

Song Zijie's group of guys were like wolf cubs. After receiving Song Zijie's order, they didn't have any taboos at all. They immediately retreated and kicked out the people inside.

After the scene was cleared, I put on the anti-gas mask that I had prepared earlier, and cleaned up the scene in an orderly manner.

"Come on, Sir Ye!"

Song Zijie took out a handover procedure and handed it to Ye Guishan: "This is the data before the handover, sign it if there is no problem."

"It's getting late at night, just go home and rest early. You don't need to be on the spot to watch this kind of thing."

".

"

Ye Guishan glanced at the munitions taken out of the warehouse over there with flickering eyes, and was about to say something.

"how?"

After seeing the change in Ye Guishan's expression, Ji Bu said teasingly, "I heard that there is something wrong with the ammunition inside. Seeing Ye Sir's expression, you seem to know something?"

He turned to look at Song Zijie: "Song Sir, I think Chief Inspector Ye seems to know something about this matter, why don't you call the higher-ups and apply for Sir Ye to cooperate with our investigation?!"

"No, it's impossible, you misunderstood.

"

Ye Guishan shook his head with a half-smile, looked at Ji Bu and Song Zijie again, gritted his teeth, waved and shouted: "Let's go", and brought the people back angrily.

"It's finally clean."

Song Zijie exhaled, stepped to the ammunition piled up in front, opened the lid and took a quick look.

As the bald head described, there are indeed a lot of obsolete equipment used by the police among these munitions, and the serial numbers have been worn out to deceive people's eyes and ears.

People with a discerning eye can see that there is a problem, but the numbers have been polished off, and the source cannot be found.

"Sir Song!"

A police officer suddenly ran out from the warehouse inside, and put the canvas bag in his hand in front of Song Zijie and Ji Bu: "There's a big shipment, there's a big shipment."

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He took out a submachine gun from inside and brought it to Song Zijie, pointing to the serial number on the handle: "Look what this is?"

The number on the submachine gun is clear. It should be a firearm that has just been delivered and they haven't had time to deal with it. With these things, it will be very easy to find along the way.

Take these numbered guns to the firearms management office, and check the numbers one by one. If there is a problem with those guns, it is clear at a glance who is in charge, and there is no need to run away.

"It's really a big clue!"

Song Zijie looked at the munitions in front of him with burning eyes, and said with satisfaction, "That's it, with these evidences, we can definitely implicate a large number of people."

"is it?"

Ji Bu looked at Song Zijie, who was eager to try, but didn't continue, his thoughts were still too idealistic.

soon.

The initial search was basically over, and a lot of ammunition was found from the warehouse, plus the firearms that the canvas bag hadn't had time to dispose of, they gained a lot.

"What's next?"

Song Zijie smoked a cigarette vigorously to refresh himself. He was a little tired after a busy night, but now the initial results had been achieved, which made him excited again.

"Let's go."

Ji Bu waved his hand, and signaled the man to take the bag of guns that didn't come and deal with them with numbers, and rushed towards the police station.

With these things, plus the baldhead accusation, a lot of things can fall into place.

soon.

Superintendent Mo got the approval from his superiors, and gave the corresponding arrest approval to Song Zijie, asking him to arrest the ostensible person in charge of this matter overnight: Li Yuliang.