icac.

Hutchison Building.

Lardboy parked the car downstairs.

As the temporary investigation director of Team A, Han Zhibang received a call from the Hong Kong Governor.

"yes."

"Sir!"

"yes, sir!"

"I see!"

In the Hutchison Building, the ICAC office area was covered with white curtains. Members of the ICAC covered red, green and other items with long white cloths, leaving only black and white in the huge office area.

At this moment, all Lianji investigators were uniformly wearing black suits and white flowers on their chests, and the office was austere.

At this time, the members of Lian Kee heard the call from the Hong Kong Governor, and they all put down what they were doing and turned their attention to Han Zhibang who answered the phone.

I saw Han Zhibang standing upright, answering questions repeatedly, then putting down the phone, looking back at them and preaching.

"Let him go."

The Lian Kee members remained motionless, as if they didn't hear anything.

"Let Lei Luo go."

Han Zhibang opened his mouth and reiterated.

Wow!

It was as if a cauldron was exploding inside Lianji. All the members of each group looked indignant and shouted loudly: "Just when Sir Yan died, you let Lei Luo go? How can you be worthy of Sir Yan!"

"A dozen colleagues! A dozen colleagues!"

"And all the brothers in Group B, Group B are all dead!"

Inside the plain and elegant Lian Ji, voices roared loudly. When talking about the sacrificed colleagues of Group B, many police officers couldn't help crying again.

Han Zhibang's eyes were also red and his expression was haggard.

Last night, he first took Team A on duty, and then received the news that Sir Yan was killed.

Then, he immediately took people to the scene and was busy collecting the bodies again. He didn't go to the police station until the morning.

To be honest, the corpses were all charred and there was nothing to collect, but watching the pieces of corpses being put into body bags was indeed very tiring to watch.

The most important thing is that he has no idea which body parts belong to whom.

Neither the police nor the hospital could recognize him.

In the end, they were stuffed into body bags randomly.

How could Han Zhibang bear this?

Sir Yan was the person he admired the most. When he suddenly suffered this fate, not only Han Zhibang, but also the entire ICAC could not bear it.

Sir Yan's wife also suffered from excessive grief and fell into a coma and was sent to the hospital.

Sir Yan's daughter was picked up by the Hong Kong Governor and temporarily lives in the Hong Kong Governor's Mansion.

Now the entire Integrity Security Department is on 24-hour vigil, armed with live ammunition to protect icac.

But now icac is the safest.

The protection of Gui Lao's security has become unnecessary.

Facing the roars of his colleagues, Han Zhibang just said expressionlessly: "This morning Zhuang Shikai took people to the Central Administration Bureau to demonstrate and put pressure."

"The Hong Kong Governor personally called us and told us to pay attention to the heat and let the people go first."

In fact, if they knew how to assess the situation, icac should have taken the initiative to release him, without having to bother the Hong Kong Governor to call him personally.

However, the Hong Kong Governor considered that icac could easily get confused and do wrong things when he was really angry, so he took the initiative to call and give some advice.

Since the Hong Kong Governor personally called to explain the reasons.

How could icac hold someone captive?

"Hold!"

"Dry!"

"Police team! Police team!"

"These are a bunch of lunatics! A bunch of scum!"

In the icac office area, crazy curses suddenly sounded, as well as various sounds of smashing documents, kicking tables, and lifting chairs.

Han Zhibang quietly watched everyone vent, without making a sound, but gestured to the two female subordinates next to him.

The two calmer female subordinates nodded and turned around to go to the detention room to release the man.

The two female members of Lianji were not so much calm as they were finished crying in advance.

After all, women are emotional creatures, and it is impossible to stay out of it.

In addition to sadness, even Han Zhibang also felt some guilt and self-blame.

If he hadn't suggested perjury to Sir Yan, Sir Yan would have no reason to arrest Lei Luo.

There is no reason to arrest Lei Luo, and naturally there will be no subsequent oil tanker explosion.

but……

Guilt is guilt.

Han Zhibang will definitely admit to perjury.

He wants to keep this secret deep in his heart and fight the police force with his life at the ICAC.

"I must kill Lei Luo!"

When two policewomen took Lei Luo out of the detention room, Han Zhibang clenched his fists and secretly made up his mind.

Brother Luo, on the other hand, was adjusting his tie while walking, still looking well-dressed and elegant.

Haha, in just one night, it is impossible to cause any harm to Brother Luo.

Brother Luo didn't have anything on his face except that he looked a little tired, had not shaved off his stubble, and looked like he hadn't slept well.

"hehe."

"I have to order ingot candles."

Brother Luo straightened his tie, put down his hands, and sneered disdainfully.

The ICAC members in the office area all stared at him with hatred, as if they wanted to eat him alive.

Brother Luo not only slaughtered the head of the ICAC with blood, but also mocked them in person. This shows how the members of the ICAC felt, but the opponent was so powerful that the ICAC personally let him go.

After all, without Yan Guoliang's support at this time, the ICAC's plan to commit perjury would not be able to proceed without anyone behind the scenes. The ICAC would not be able to actually prosecute even if it did not let go.

Because there is no signature from Yan Guoliang, there are many unexplainable things that cannot be put on the table as evidence. How can we insist on prosecution if we don’t release the person? Don’t be kidding, the judge is not a fool, and there is no big boss to take the blame...

Brother Luo glanced around the crowd and strode out of Hutchison Building with a nonchalant look on his face.

No one from the ICAC sent him downstairs.

Because no one from the ICAC wanted to spend one more second with him.

"Snapped."

After Brother Luo left, Han Zhibang lit three red incense sticks in front of a Guan Sheng shrine in the corner of the office area, clasped his hands together and bowed again, held the red incense sticks on his forehead, and prayed silently.

"Kill Lei Luo!"

"Kill Lei Luo!"

"I want to kill Lei Luo!"

Han Zhibang raised his head and exposed his eyes. The red light of the shrine was reflected in his eyes, which were full of blood.

Later, Han Zhibang inserted the red incense into the shrine, breathed out, and his demeanor returned to normal.

Faith always takes root and sprouts when the world is in crisis, and joy expands crazily when evil thoughts arise.

During the Eastern Jin Dynasty, there was war and famine, and the "Wong Tai Sin Faith" was born in the south. Later, with the economic development, Hong Kong businessmen became superstitious, and the "Wong Tai Sin Temple" took root in Hong Kong Island, becoming a miraculous and highly respected temple.

Before the Qing Dynasty, Hong Kong Island relied on the sea to make a living, and there were many typhoons and storms. The "Mazu belief" was born in the south, hoping to protect fishermen from going to sea safely and having food to eat.

Later, naval wars occurred frequently in the Qing Dynasty. Hong Kong people felt that their situation was precarious and hoped for a god to provide peace and stability. "Mazu" became the "Queen of Heaven", and the court also granted her successive titles.

The same is true for the "Guan Sheng" belief.

It was originally just a small local belief, but as Hong Kong Island continued to change from the British to the Japanese colonial eras, the current situation was chaotic and the society was dark, it gradually became a major belief.

Whether they are police officers, young and Dangerous people, or even businessmen who make a living on Hong Kong Island, they all hope that "Guan Sheng" will ensure that they are safe and secure, that they can succeed immediately, fight their way out, and make a living.

Because under the social conditions of Hong Kong Island at that time, no matter what profession you were in, you were licking your blood and fighting to get to the top.

Therefore, there is a situation where all walks of life worship "Guan Sheng".

As a result, the "Guan Sheng" belief suddenly became popular and became a very famous belief in Hong Kong Island.

Because "Guan Sheng" represents "Martial Arts".
To be continued...