Chapter 223

Causeway Bay.

The streets are full of lights and wine, pedestrians shuttle, and there are many kinds of shops.

Men and women are shopping and playing, and the club horses are making money in the dark.

A crossroads.

At the end of the street.

The green light beside the road is flashing.

It's going to cut to the red light soon.

"Yan sir, there has been a car with us for a long time."

"Let's get rid of him at the red light“

Several taxis ahead passed the intersection.

Drop.

The green light switches to the red light.

A young voice sounded in Yan Guoliang's car.

Originally, ICAC vehicles have equipped with car walkie talkies. As long as they are debugged to the same channel, they can talk and communicate at any time within 200 meters.

A total of four buses escorted the ICAC Commissioner home. Naturally, the intercom channel should be turned on in the driving room.

In this way, everyone can communicate in the car.

At the moment, the sound from Yan Guoliang's car stereo is actually the ICAC members talking on one of the two buses ahead.

The members of the ICAC did not speak for the sake of safety, and they did not speak for the sake of safety.

Because at three intersections, two kilometers ago, the tanker had already followed the motorcade. And not fast or slow all the way, have the opportunity to overtake, and always bite the team.

You know, the tanker itself is a dangerous vehicle. The convoy escorting important people will first choose to avoid it. When the team can't avoid and can't avoid, it will naturally find problems.

If something happens to the tanker

That's no small matter!

At this time, the tires of the two front cars have already pressed over the zebra crossing.

Yan Guoliang picked up the walkie talkie hanging beside the car, pressed the call button and said, "stop."

Squeak!

The two front cars quickly stopped and half of the body stopped at the zebra crossing, which made people on both sides of the street feel inexplicable. For a time, no one stepped across the crossing.

”Comply with traffic regulations. "

At the same time, Yan Guoliang also stopped the door, resulting in the ghost car behind ready to keep up, so he made an emergency stop.

Yan Guoliang took the walkie talkie. After finishing four words, he released the call button and hung the walkie talkie back to the car.

In front of the zebra crossing.

Four ICAC vehicles with different layouts seem to present the ICAC situation at the moment.

Two cars in front.

Working for the ICAC has crossed the line.

The Commissioner's car in the middle.

The representative commissioner is at the center of the vortex.

The security car in the back.

It means that the ghosts are the biggest reliance of the ICAC!

As for Yan Guoliang's order to stop, perhaps he thought he would come and hide. Maybe he thinks that things can cross the boundary, but ideas can't cross the boundary.

You have crossed the line to defeat the darkness. You keep red and green. Where do you put the fairness and justice of the ICAC?

"Bang!"

The tanker that followed in the rear seemed to represent the determination of the police force to resist.

Less than three seconds after the ICAC team stopped, a huge crash sounded. The two oil tankers in the rear accelerated their accelerator and rushed forward without hesitation. Everything only happened between lightning and flint.

I saw the front of the oil tanker directly hit the van where the ghost guy was, and then squeaked, pushed the van all the way forward, hit the Commissioner's vehicle sitting by Yan Guoliang, and finally pushed the two cars in front all the way to the middle of the intersection.

"Ah!!!" At the moment, whether pedestrians on both sides of the road or vehicles at other intersections, there was a burst of screams, which filled the streets of Causeway Bay.

The crowd and vehicles began to retreat wildly, shouting and honking, quickly away from the intersection.

In this way, in the middle of the Causeway Bay intersection, there were only five broken and messy cars left. ICAC members, ICAC Commissioner, ghost security, a total of more than a dozen people were hit with seven meat and eight vegetables, with blood on their faces.

They were squeezed in front of the car and tried to climb out of the car.

Except for the damage of the front of the reverse pipe oil tank truck, the vehicle was not seriously damaged.

But the red diesel oil is constantly leaking from the side of the tank car, as if there were several specially prepared openings on the side of the tank car. As long as a big collision, it will crack and pour the red oil in the oil tank to the ground.

Soon, red oil filled the intersection and surrounded all five cars through the bottom of the car.

The amount of fuel in the tanker must have been calculated, extending five or six meters, including five vehicles. After that, the fuel tank was emptied, and there was no overflow even at the intersection.

"Go to hell."

"A crowd pounced on the street." A man in a T-shirt pushed open the door, jumped down one step, cursed smartly, raised his arms and ran frantically forward.

"Thin nine..." Yan Guoliang wore his seat belt, tilted his head, covered with blood, and spit out a name in his mouth.

His expression was very sad, blood bubbles came out continuously from the corners of his mouth, and his thigh was inserted by an iron frame of the car frame. His consciousness was suddenly in a trance.

He didn't know whether he recognized the wrong person, but he really felt that he couldn't work hard and breathe.

In the 1960s, in order to support the development of trade on Hong Kong Island, Britain specially approved low-cost diesel for trading ships.

Gangster society focused on the price difference of low-cost diesel, bought diesel companies and sold low-cost diesel to the mainland and coastal areas. It not only makes huge profits, but also supports the development of mainland industries.

This has led to the availability of low-cost diesel oil for mainland coastal industries, greatly reducing industrial costs and making great economic contributions to the development of Guangdong, Fujian and other places.

You know, at that time, the mainland is facing an economic blockade, low-cost diesel and even important materials. This is a patriotic act. The smuggling activity did not disappear until after the return, and it was officially rampant at this time.

In order to put an end to the smuggling of low-cost diesel, the British government used chemicals to make the low-cost diesel special red, and then let the customs and the police pursue it more.

Therefore, the smuggled oil on Hong Kong Island has a special name - red oil.

This is a special name left by a history and a story.

"Boom!"

Causeway Bay intersection.

A fire suddenly jumped up, and four cars flew directly in place. With the huge fire, they rushed into the sky and fell to the ground again.

The violent air wave swept through the intersection of Causeway Bay, and all the citizens on the sidewalk beside the intersection climbed to the bottom. Their hair, clothes and hats were lifted by the air wave, like a surge.

"Bang!"

When the four cars landed again, the frame and shell had already been burned into black coke, and the people in the car had become stumps and broken arms. With the vehicle parts scattered at intersections and zebra crossings.

On June 14, 74, a smuggled marked oil vehicle exploded at the intersection of Causeway Bay, killing four cars and 14 people. All the dead were civil servants of the ICAC, including the then ICAC Commissioner and the first ICAC Commissioner, "Yan Guoliang".

In addition, passers-by died without injury. Causeway Bay detective "Cai Yuanqi" arrived at the scene within two minutes and arrested the driving criminal "Huo Qingsong".

The whole territory shook at once!

ICAC chaos!

"Cut!"

When Huo Qingsong sat in the sugar water ice room and was arrested by Cai Yuanqi, he just had a cigarette in his mouth and disdained to sneer.

At this time, Huo Qingsong was just an ordinary driver of the red oil smuggling company, but when he got out of prison, he would be a new generation of red oil smuggling king.

"Boy."

"You're closed enough."

"I kind of want to praise you."

Cai Yuanqi patted Huo Qingsong on the shoulder, first bowed her head and whispered twice, then waved her big hand and shouted, "take away the street boy who can't drive!"

"Fortunately, I didn't hurt passers-by this time! What if you really hurt someone! "

"Obey traffic regulations when driving, okay!"