Chapter 219

ICAC's duty is to investigate corruption. It has no right to investigate commercial crimes and criminal cases.

Therefore, Huo Qilin was unable to investigate the copyright of Zhuang Shikai a goods factory, and Yan Guoliang was unable to investigate Huo Qilin's death.

Just as Zhuang Shikai paid taxes as a legitimate businessman, killing without leaving evidence is a headless injustice.

You know who killed him, but you can't catch him. This feeling is so oppressive.

Yan Guoliang waved his hand and asked Han Zhibang to leave the office. Then he sat in a daze in his chair. His expression became more and more sad and angry.

Finally, ICAC called the Kowloon police station and personally reported the case to the police station, hoping that the police station could investigate the disappearance of Huo Qilin.

I don't know whether ICAC is deliberately provocative or really smart. Knowing that the Kowloon police station can find the Fire Kirin fastest, it even called the Kowloon Region.

This "strange" alarm call soon attracted the attention of the Kowloon police station. After accepting the report, Lin Guoxiong took the information to the senior inspector's office for instructions.

Zhuang Shikai was drinking tea and turning his pen to consult the documents.

When he heard Lin Guoxiong say that the ICAC came to the police force, he smiled and planned to ask the guys to wait and get the body out.

After all, the brothers of the Kowloon police station are capable, and picking up a body in ten minutes is the basic operation. The people of the ICAC will not refuse. If they refuse, they will kill and fish next time.

Moreover, after weighing the time, Huo Qilin should also be cool. At this time, it is also appropriate to fish, otherwise it will stink and pollute the environment.

But when he heard Lin Guoxiong say that the ICAC asked to find out the murderer and handle the case seriously, Zhuang Liangzi's mood was beautiful in an instant.

The man who came to report the case from the ICAC was too straightforward to understand the potential meaning of his colleagues asking him to come to Kowloon.

Asking Zhuang Shikai to investigate the murderer is destroying the brotherhood between him and Luo Ge! How can Zhuang Zi be in a good mood?

Zhuang Shikai put down his pen, picked up his teacup and said, "wait for my brother to check when he is free."

The case of the police station is cleared every month. Why should you check it for you first when you report it? ICAC superior? Sorry, my Kowloon police station is also fair, just and open. Go back and line up.

Hearing the officer's answer, Lin Guoxiong immediately understood how to do things

He nodded to leave and immediately forgot it

Three days later.

Zhuang Shikai had lunch at the police station before he remembered to pick up the body for Huo Qilin. He quickly showed an anxious expression and wiped his mouth. Let the brothers do it.

Three days later.

Several ICAC investigators stood in the hall, drinking coffee and communicating with dry expressions.

"Yan Sir still locked himself in the office?"

"Yes, after Deng Sir's accident, the Commissioner shut himself in the office every day when he went to work. He didn't say a word to everyone."

"How do we do things now..."

"How do you do things?"

"Continue to investigate the previous clues."

"Alas, the ghost guy can't check. Checking the Chinese will kill people again. This is too bad and too difficult."

At present, the morale of the ICAC is low, and everyone is in no mood to do things, but there is no response.

Because after several adjustments, the remaining investigators of the ICAC are very persistent or need this job and will not give up easily.

Of course, Ma Zai wants the boss to lead his work. With Deng Sir's death and Yan Sir's silence, everyone's enthusiasm is not high.

If Yan Guoliang doesn't adjust his mind, I'm afraid the ICAC will close early.

Fortunately, Yan Guoliang has a deep personality. After Huo Qilin's accident, he didn't get angry and abandon himself. This autistic performance in the office, in addition to making ICAC members worried, did not affect the ghost's view of him.

"Liang sir, I have news of Deng sir."

At this time, Han Zhibang came back from the outside with a piece of information, walked to the door of the ICAC Commissioner's office, tapped the door and whispered.

"Come in."

Han Zhibang knocked on Yan Guoliang's door more than ten times these days. Only this time came a voice, but Yan Guoliang's voice revealed that he was lonely before.

When Han Zhibang heard the emotion in his voice, he couldn't help but take a beating in his heart. He opened the door and said, "Liang sir, the police found Deng Sir's body at Tianxing wharf and sent a message to let us get someone."

Han Zhibang put the file on the desktop.

Yan Guoliang stood in front of a white board with a cigarette between his fingers and turned his head with his chest in his hands: "it took three days to find someone."

"What do you mean? Do we have to wait until the body stinks before we return people to us? "

Yan Guoliang's tone was indifferent, but there was hidden anger. The whiteboard in front of him was covered with all kinds of information and the relationship between people in the police force.

At the moment, the beautiful photos of Luo Ge and Zhuang Shikai are pasted on the whiteboard and marked in English next to them.

Then Yan Guoliang went to his desk, picked up the folder and opened it. He looked at the bleak and ugly autopsy photos of the burning Kirin one by one. The more he looked, the more dignified his eyes were. He only felt that his heart was sad, and the expression on his face was very complex and painful.

Who would have thought that the ICAC's first investigation team leader who died in the war was a monk and the most biased rotten man?

"Yan sir."

"I'm sorry."

Han Zhibang was quietly comforting.

Han Zhibang's grief over Huo Qilin's death is no less than that of Yan Guoliang. After all, he is Huo Qilin's favorite subordinate and learns a lot from Huo Qilin.

Probably because he received the news earlier and adjusted his mind earlier, he could make a voice to persuade Yan sir.

Grief will always pass. The best reward for Deng Sir's sacrifice is to defeat the interest groups in the police force.

Yan Guoliang put away the documents on the desktop and took a deep breath: "let's go."

"Let's see Deng Sir off and take Deng Sir home."

"Yes, sir."

Han Zhibang snapped, suspended his waist, stood at attention and saluted.

Yan Guoliang opened the glass door of his office. The ICAC investigators who guessed the news stood in line in front of the door in suits and certificates.

"Yan sir."

”We also want to give Deng Sir a ride. "

An investigator said aloud.

"Yes."

"We also want to send Deng Sir on the last trip."

The investigators all voiced with heavy expressions.

Yan Guoliang nodded and closed the door: "let's go."

At this moment, the feeling in his heart is better than sadness, because he knows that Deng Sir has earned his own dignity, and he believes that this is the dignity Deng Sir wants. The dignity earned with your life.

In the afternoon, the ICAC Commissioner drove to the Kowloon police station with a group of icacs in suits. However, this time they came not to arrest people, but to collect the body.

Lin Guoxiong took Yan Guoliang to the mortuary. Yan Guoliang opened a white cloth covering the body and revealed a swollen and ugly purple face.

Fire Kirin's face was spotted, and there were already traces of being bitten by fish and insects.