Hong Kong News: Police Talker

Chapter 1177 Xu Huaijing Speaks

When Xu Jin returned to the police station, his colleagues noticed that he didn't look too good and immediately asked, "Jin, are you alright?"

Xu Jin forced a smile and shook his head: "It's nothing, there was just a little thing that happened at home, but don't worry, it's all taken care of now."

"Okay, just let me know if you need anything. We're all brothers. You stay here, I'm going to the restroom." His colleague gently patted Xu Jin's arm and then turned and left.

Xu Jin watched his departing colleagues, then looked at Xu Huaijing and Hu Zhiyong, who were being held in two separate detention cells, and finally glanced around. The guards worked in three shifts, two people per shift. Because of what happened last time, the guards this time were all elites from the Major Crimes Unit.

So at this moment, Xu Jin was the only one there.

Reaching the door of Xu Huaijing's detention cell, Xu Jin hesitated for two minutes before finally speaking: "Xu Huaijing, Z asked me to pass on a message: you must take the blame for everything. There is no death penalty in Hong Kong, and you will be rescued later. If you don't confess, you know the consequences."

Upon hearing this, Xu Huaijing's expression became extremely complicated. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard footsteps, and then several people rushed over and instantly pinned Xu Jin to the ground.

"What are you doing? I just came to check on Xu Huaijing's condition. What right do you have to arrest me?"

Huang Wenzhan walked over with his men and said calmly, "Do you think our Criminal Intelligence Department is stupid? You learned your lesson once, are you going to do it again?"

"This place has been secretly monitored for a long time. Don't try to deny it. Even what you just said was recorded. You eat the police's food and smash the police's pot. You're really something, playing the role of a traitor!"

All the police officers around looked at Xu Jin with a hint of contempt. If they weren't still under surveillance, they would definitely have gone up and beaten him up.

Upon hearing this, Xu Jin lowered his head, his face ashen, and said with a hint of a sob in his voice, "I didn't want to either, I didn't want to either, but I had to choose!"

"Take him away!" Huang Wenzhan ignored him and issued the order directly.

Now he is a senior inspector in the Criminal Intelligence Bureau. He is very satisfied with his promotion from a paparazzi captain to a senior inspector.

Because he was cautious and meticulous, Chen Yongren entrusted him with the task of monitoring the detention room.

Huang Wenzhan glanced at Xu Huaijing in the detention cell and said, "Although there is no death penalty in Hong Kong, someone like you would be worse off in prison than dead. You can imagine how those prisoners would treat you if they knew that the former Commissioner of Police was their accomplice.

"They might even develop feelings for you. After so many years in the police force, you must know how your colleagues are treated in prison. At that point, you probably won't last a month or even a week, let alone a few years, haha!"

As he spoke, Huang Wenzhan gave a strange smile, then turned and left.

Upon hearing this, Xu Huaijing's face turned pale. He had certainly heard what prison was like—those vicious criminals had been holding back for far too long. But if they knew his identity, even though he was nearly seventy, they would probably be very excited.

After all, sometimes, identity can really pique people's interest.

Just think about those days, it probably lasted more than a week, I probably couldn't have endured a single day, no, it was worse than death.

Thinking of this, a conflicted look appeared on Xu Huaijing's face, and then he shouted loudly, "Don't go, I'll talk, I'll tell you everything!"

He has no way out now. The Z Foundation has clearly given up on him completely, making him take the blame for all the crimes, and then they will try to save him later.

It sounds simple, but once you get to prison, just thinking about that kind of life, you might as well be dead. After all, that kind of life is inhuman. He's lived for almost eighty years, and to suffer such humiliation on his deathbed is unacceptable.

So at this moment, he chose to expose everyone!

Huang Wenzhan stopped at the door, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes. However, when he turned around, his expression returned to calm. Standing at the door of the detention cell, he asked indifferently, "So, have you thought it through?"

Xu Huaijing gritted his teeth and said, "I've thought it through. I'll tell you everything."

Huang Wenzhan took out his phone and dialed his superior Chen Yongren's number: "Hey, Chen Sir, Xu Huaijing is about to speak up... Okay, I'll contact He Sir right away."

After hanging up the phone, he quickly dialed Ho Man-chin, the commander-in-chief of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB), and explained the situation on the ground. Ho said he would be there immediately.

While he was waiting, Kwong Chi-lap arrived with his men. Upon seeing Wong Man-chin, he coldly said, "Wong Sir, I wonder what my brother has done to warrant such a fuss as to take him directly to the Criminal Intelligence Bureau?"

Upon seeing Kwong Chi-lap, Wong Man-chin frowned, but immediately stood at attention, saluted, and said, "Kwong Sir, we..."

Kuang Zhili said impatiently, "Whatever you want to do, release them immediately. My men are my own people, I don't need you, understand?"

Huang Wenzhan frowned. He was just a senior inspector, while the other party was a chief superintendent. They were not even in the same league. But he still stood firm and said, "Kwong Sir, I'm sorry, this is what Chan Sir ordered."

Kwong Chi-lap gave a cold laugh and poked Wong Man-chin's chest with his finger: "What, trying to intimidate me with Chan Wing-yan? I'm a Chief Superintendent now, you're trying to use him to intimidate me, are you out of your mind?"

"I'm saying this one last time: release them. This isn't a negotiation; it's an order!"

Huang Wenzhan's face was extremely ugly, and he clenched his fists involuntarily.

Kwong Chi-lap noticed it too, and gave a mocking smile: "What, you want to hit me? You think you dare?"

Just then, a voice rang out: "Officer Kwong, we're all on the same side, don't go too far."

As they were talking, Ho Man-chin led the O-Division men in quickly. Many of them were former brothers who had gone through thick and thin with Wah Sang and were already used to this kind of scene.

The moment they appeared, they immediately surrounded Kwong Chi-lap and the people he brought.

Upon seeing Ho Man-chan appear, Kwong Chi-lap's eyes flashed with a hint of gloom. He smiled and said, "Oh, isn't this Inspector Ho? What brings you here? This is about me and the Criminal Intelligence Bureau. They arrested my men without saying a word. Isn't that going too far?"

He Wenzhan didn't pay attention to him immediately. Instead, he walked to Huang Wenzhan's side, patted his arm, and said, "Old Huang, how are you? Are you alright?"

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