The next day, Manchester City Changqing Company.
In the smoky conference room, several company veterans gathered here, talking non-stop.
An old man with gray hair and wearing a Zhongshan suit complained: "Xiao Yang, my family has been targeted! What if the people inside tell on me? I'll be fine. I've worked in Changqing for half my life, and I don't want to die here when I'm old."
Sitting on his right, a middle-aged strong man with a shaved head and big tattoos on his arms kept smoking and said, "The situation here is not good either. Both houses are being watched. Brother Yang, we have to ask Director Su to come up with a plan. We have agreed to be recruited and have done the work. We can't cause trouble and leave us alone to bear the brunt of the consequences."
A man in a suit who sat near Lao Yang adjusted his glasses and said, "We need to come up with a plan as soon as possible. We can't delay any longer. I feel like Gwen is going to take action against us at any time. It's hard for the brothers working down there to withstand the interrogation of the military intelligence department."
Old Yang sat in a wheelchair, looking a little tired. The injuries he had sustained during the interrogation a few days ago had not fully healed yet, but despite this, he still dragged his sick body here to calm everyone down.
After everyone discussed for a while and gradually quieted down, Lao Yang slowly spoke: "Since you have decided to be incorporated, then don't be afraid of wolves in front and tigers behind. When we were given money, we were all very happy, right? Now it's your turn to take charge, so you can't shrink your neck. Is there any essential difference between running on the sea to transport sound and engaging in political uprisings? We are all facing life and death issues, why are you afraid of chicken feathers? Can it shoot you twice with five guns?"
When everyone heard this, they became even quieter.
Old Yang coughed twice. He was weak, but his eyes were extremely sharp, and he really had the aura of a big boss: "Hold on, show the horsepower you had when you fought for territory with Old Mexico! I think Gwen's level is also average, not much better than those bastards who were dealing with women in Eastern Europe. But then again, if you have horsepower, you must also have brains. I will say two things: First, I believe in Lu Feng, and I trust his vision of people. Second, Director Su and I have talked about it. He is a man who does things quickly and keeps his words. They said they can settle the matter, so in my opinion, they will not break their promises. Everyone, take your positions, prepare to counterattack when you should, and don't be vague in your mind. Those who hesitate will surely fail, and Gwen is a good example!"
"Okay, big brother, I'll listen to you."
"Well, let's do it!"
“…!”
What is a helmsman? It is the role of God who can stabilize the boat when the waves rise.
Half an hour later, the senior management of Changqing Branch adjourned the meeting and prepared for follow-up matters.
…
A hospital in Manchester.
Gwen took off her hospital gown and put on a business suit.
Although he was not fully recovered yet, it was not the time to stay in the hospital quietly. He had to return to the Fifth Office as soon as possible to finish the remaining work and give a perfect report to his superiors.
The captain of the action team pushed the door open, saluted Gwen, and then began to report: "Mr. Director, the interrogation has made progress. Two people from Changqing Company couldn't bear it anymore and confessed."
"Very good." Gwen's expression finally improved a little: "Let's go back to the fifth place."
He pushed open the door of the ward and strode out with the operations team leader.
"Ding Ling Ling!"
Just as Gwen arrived at the main entrance of the hospital and got into the car, she suddenly received a call.
He glanced at the phone and saw that it was a call from the Police Joint Office, so he pressed the answer button: "Hello, Mr. Chief?"
"It's me. My people have already targeted the senior executives of Changqing Company and are waiting for you. As long as you find out something during the first interrogation, I will arrest them immediately. Move quickly."
"Don't worry, I'm almost there. I'm on my way back to the Fifth Division now, and it won't be long before there's a result."
"good."
The two people ended the call and the car sped straight to the place.
Twenty minutes later.
The door of the interrogation room was pushed open, and Gwen walked in. He looked at two men chained to the wall. They were employees of Changqing Company, and were caught while causing trouble at the port. They were covered in wounds and looked like human beings. Various interrogation instruments were placed beside them, and the blood on them had not yet dried.
“Crash!”
The interrogator picked up a bucket of water and poured it over the two men to wake them up. The two men shuddered and looked at Gwen who appeared in front of them with trepidation.
Gwen stood beside the table, staring at the two with cold eyes: "Tell me, who is the person above you?"
"Liu Feng, he is our big brother..."
"Yes, that's the port he told us to go to..."
Two people rushed to answer.
“Bang!”
Gwen couldn't listen any longer, slammed the table, and asked harshly: "This is not what I want to hear! What's the use of Liu Feng? Talk about your branch president, talk about Lao Yang, what did he let you do?!"
"President Yang doesn't communicate with us normally, so we can't contact him."
"If this is your answer, you will receive a death penalty notice within a month." Gwen pointed at the other party and shouted, "Do you understand what I mean?"
The two were silent and looked at each other.
…
The counterattack began at two o'clock in the afternoon of that day.
Bana City.
Su Tianyu sat on the sofa, drinking red wine and watching the news reports on TV.
"There was a fierce gun battle in Manchester a few nights ago, with heavy casualties and a large number of... "
"Many canal passages in the Balkans have been attacked, and no organization has yet claimed responsibility for the attack..."
"This scale of police-criminal gunfire is the most serious shooting incident in District 2 in the past five years. Longcheng media is paying close attention to this incident and will follow up on it throughout the process..."
As Su Tianyu pressed the remote control, all the major channels were reporting on the events in Manchester. He finally switched the channel to the local TV station in Manchester, which was also broadcasting the news. A beautiful blonde female host held a microphone, stood in front of the camera, pointed at the crowded government building behind her, and quickly reported the situation in English: "Although the gunfight in Manchester has ended, the aftermath is still heating up. Many citizens protested against the government and held demonstrations... Let's take a look at the scene, it has become a mess..."
After seeing the news, Su Tianyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Spending money is still effective. All kinds of media outside the district, self-media in District 2, and commercial media have all made efforts, and the official media cannot completely hide this situation and not report it. Because the personal media network is too developed now, everyone is discussing it. If you don't report it, it's like covering your ears and stealing the bell.
…
Manchester City Hall.
The protesting crowd gathered in the square in front of the building. The angry crowd threw debris, bottles and even flasks at the building. The police tried to maintain order at the scene, but the effect was not very good in the face of the angry crowd.
A white citizen grabbed a bottle of wine and said, "We pay so much tax every year, and this is how you protect us? Incompetent tax thieves!"
He threw the bottle hard, hitting the door of the municipal building and shattering it instantly.
Two black men nearby held torches in their hands: "Incompetent government, go to hell!"
He and two dark-skinned companions lit the flag of District 2. The people here are very fierce, and they dare to do anything as long as they get excited.
A dozen Chinese people not far away held up banners that read: "A large number of Chinese were shot at Lee City Port. Give us an explanation!"
The crowd continued to attack the municipal building, and the scene was in chaos.
At the same time, the mayor, dressed in a suit and tie, stood in front of the window on the third floor of the municipal building, looking at the chaotic crowd below, with beads of sweat on his forehead and his fists shaking with anger. The next mayoral election was coming up soon, and doing this at this time was tantamount to canvassing votes for his competitors.
“Bang!”
A piece of glass in the lobby on the first floor was smashed to pieces. The mayor's mouth twitched. After holding it in for a long time, he pointed at the administrative secretary and said, "Call Gwen from the Fifth Office right away and tell him to take his bunch of idiots and stop their work and get out of Manchester!"
"Mr. Mayor, Gwen should be able to prepare the evidence soon, and then we can directly arrest Yang from Changqing Company..."
"Oh my God, we can't communicate at all." The mayor slammed the table and cursed, "Can't you see who hired those people? If they are arresting Chairman Chang Qing... then even God can't clean up this mess... The damn Fifth Bureau agents will leave sooner or later, and how can you and I deal with this situation? Pray to the Lord?! My Mr. Secretary General...!"
…
In the Qingyi Bureau, Kang Dinghuang looked at the news about Manchester City with a smile on his face: "It's pretty good."