"I'm impulsive~, why are I impulsive?"

When he returned home, Hao Ren couldn't help but sighed.

When he was going to the banquet, he had decided to make a fuss with this old guy, so why couldn't he help but choke on that old guy?

But anyway, I've been choking, and it seems that there is no need to give him any more face. I'll release Dafei tomorrow and let his guard be locked inside.

Anyway, the old Xu will not be arrogant for long after he has issued an imperial edict.

Sure enough, just two days later, Hao Ren received a call from Lao Ren and said that the person he wanted had already arrived in Guangdong Province, so he sent someone to send him to Hao Ren and asked him to receive him on the Hong Kong Island.

Hao Ren was overjoyed immediately, and then drove to the dock himself. After waiting for more than two hours, he finally waited for the person to come.

"Hello Mr. Han, my name is Hao Ren. I am the person in charge of receiving you from Hong Kong Island. Please come with me to get in the car."

The old Mr. Han looked in his fifties, with gray hair and dark and dry folds on his face. Seeing Hao Ren driving a car and dressed in bright clothes, he stretched out his hand to hold him, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

"You...ah no no no, good leader, good leader."

This old Han is not someone else. This is the real owner of the account that had previously remitted 400,000 yuan to Abiao, and the ordinary old farmer who had been farming in the western village for a lifetime. I don’t know if it was a lucky person or a bad guy.

"Get into the car. Mr. Han hasn't eaten yet. I'll treat you to a simple meal first."

"This...this, this, my body is dirty, your car..."

In fact, Lao Han's body was not dirty at all, but his clothes were indeed a little older. Although he did not recognize Hao Ren's Mercedes-Benz, he did not dare to use his butt to dirty it. This looks so beautiful car.

"Hahaha, Lao Han, you are already a millionaire now. If you like this car, you can buy one by yourself."

Old Han was so scared that he shook his head repeatedly: "I don't dare to be happy with my old man. Even if I really give this money, I don't dare to take it. I can come to Hong Kong to see the world. After I go back, I buy some souvenirs for my wife and baby at home. I'm lucky. "

He just didn't add the world, and he wasn't stupid.

Seeing that he was sensible, Hao Ren was slightly relieved. After eating the puff, he cut his hair and bought a suit. At least he could barely dress him up like a nouveau riche. He went to the customs to make up the procedures, and then he came to the bank with his ID card...reported the loss.

After checking the bank, the good guy still has more than 10 million yuan in his account.

These days, banks have no Internet office work, and it is extremely troublesome to operate large amounts of funds. Moreover, even in later generations, it is impossible to report a loss of more than 10 million accounts with an ID card alone.

What's more, this ID card is from the mainland.

Bank employees naturally have to report them at all levels, and superiors naturally have to strictly review them. The more they review, the more they feel something is wrong. So soon, Lao Xu also learned about this.

An old farmer from the west suddenly appeared in Hong Kong Island with his ID card to report the loss. He would not believe that there was nothing wrong with it, but he would not believe that Lao Tang was beaten to death.

But this is no longer a conspiracy, and it is open to conspiracy.

This is more than one million after all!

It was all the cash that Lao Xu saved after working hard in Hong Kong for nearly ten years, so he couldn't bear to pay the money so much.

He has been arrogant for a long time, and most of his property has been transferred abroad. He also relied on his old experience as he was about to retire, and gritted his teeth and stood up and personally asked the bank to give him face.

This made things clear, so before the account was frozen, more than 10 million yuan in cash in the account was quickly transferred to Luo Shanji's account through various means, leaving only 20,000 yuan.

There is almost the evidence that Old Xu is about to escape.

After thinking about it for a while, Lao Xu naturally thought of Hao Ren, who dared to choke him at his home the day before yesterday.

"Haha, the younger generation is so terrifying. My elder Xu came from the rain of bullets. I have never seen anything before. Lin Lao Lin, even such younger generation dared to bare my teeth with me."

"I heard that Superintendent Ren is the person in charge of the Chinese police force. He has a very high influence in the police force. Even the number one brother can do nothing. The Chinese police below respect him very much. Such a person... Alas, it's all because of me. If it weren't for me, I wouldn't have caused so many things." Lin Suxin sighed with grievance.

Old Xu gently patted Lin Suxin's back of his hand and said, "What does this have to do with you? It's just that the junior ignorance. What does he think he is? I support him, he is the person in charge of the police force. If I don't support him, he doesn't even have a big fuck. I don't lose my temper. This Hong Kong people really think I can't eat anyone anymore."

……………………

Two days later.

While Hao Ren was having breakfast and reading the newspaper, he suddenly saw an article: "Why is Chinese police officers enforcing the law overbearingly?"

I took a good look at the front page.

That’s right, it’s the official media newspaper of Lao Xu’s unit.

Looking at the content carefully, this explains in detail all kinds of despicable things that a senior Chinese police superintendent enforces the law, oppresses his colleagues, and is rampant, and a large section of editorial comments are attached.

What a fuck, I am the only senior Chinese police superintendent in Hong Kong! Why don’t you directly report my ID number?

Even a child like Hao Guohua couldn't help asking after seeing this report and Hao Ren's expression: "What's going on, Dad, have you fallen out of favor in the eyes of your superiors?"

Hao Ren didn't speak with a dark face.

When I was at work in the morning, I could clearly feel the look of the guys looking at him, which was a bit weird.

Before his butt was hot, Liu Jiehui called him and said that the Complaints Department recently planned to conduct a large-scale investigation into O-Kuai and the West Kowloon Crime Team to prepare him.

There is no reason. These two departments are indeed the most ruthless departments in Hong Kong who eat the most complaints.

"knew"

After hanging up the phone, Hao Ren was angry and didn't know who he could send it to.

His Hong Kong Island Chinese police officer was based on the support of the mainland. All the friends below understood that after returning in the future, Hao Ren would definitely become the number one player and would not be able to offend him.

Therefore, Hao Ren has another nickname, called the Prince of the Police Force.

Otherwise, no matter how he solves the case, how he takes care of his subordinates, and how loyal he is, it is impossible for tens of thousands of Chinese police officers in Hong Kong to follow him, right? You should know that most grassroots police officers have never even met Hao Ren.

Without the support of the lower-level Chinese police, does Hao Ren still have the confidence to slap the table and stare at the top of his brother?

The second day, the third day, the fourth day.

For three days, Lao Xu was insinuating in the newspaper, pointing at the bald donkey and scolding the monk, and his words became more and more intense, and he was very interested in criticizing him.

On the fifth day, Liu Jiehui came to his office without even calling him: "Officer Hao, Superintendent Peter complained that you were using public equipment for private use and abused your power. Please cooperate with us to assist in the investigation."
Chapter completed!