Chapter 620 (2/2)
”Zhuang sir!”
”Zhuang sir!”
A police officer was sorting out the scene. They raised their heads, equipped with guns at their waist and greeted the officer with stains on their faces.
”Fortunately, it's hard!”
”Fortunately, it's hard!”
Zhuang Shikai raised his hand to salute, then put down his hand and patted them on the shoulder. He patted them one by one. He spoke with relief and looked very serious.
You know, you can take your life and resolutely carry out your tasks abroad against risks!
These interpols are the backbone of the police force!
The face of Hong Kong Island police in the world!
Zhuang Shikai was satisfied and went to the door of a room. More than a dozen agents who were injured and had a painful expression were squatting in the corner for the recommended holding procedure.
Disinfect, anesthetize and remove bullets.
Then suture, apply medicine and bind.
In the predictable action scene of Interpol itself, there are moments of isolation and siege.
After all, the risk of Interpol dealing with major international cases is unavoidably high.
Therefore, simple holding and binding, bullet taking surgery, first aid measures, etc
These are all standard subjects of the frontier criminal police.
Therefore, when purchasing weapons, Yu Haonan made preparations in advance and purchased corresponding drugs. He could make post-war arrangements for Interpol without relying on the treatment of the Thai police.
Of course, this is also the case that the Interpol department is well-trained and has no near death, serious injury or on-the-spot death. Otherwise, a simple bomb removal operation is simply not enough to deal with it.
I saw Chen Zhijie and ah Chai squatting in the corner, holding and pricking the wound
At this time, Yu Haonan raised his head and shouted, ”Zhuang sir!”
”Well.”
Zhuang Shikai nodded and walked into the room.
”Pay attention to rest and leave me alone.”
He volunteered to preach.
The guys smiled and continued to sit down and have a rest.
Yu Haonan came forward and asked, ”is it all over?”
Zhuang Shikai nodded: ”it's over! You can rest assured that the rule of law should be restored soon, and everyone will achieve reasonable results. ”
Since the moment Zheng Hanshou withdrew, things have completely entered the track and there will be no chance of change.
Because that represents a public opinion offensive.
”That's good.” Yu Haonan breathed a sigh of relief. Although Interpol beat back a wave of military and police attacks, if there is no change in the overall situation, Interpol will be fish and meat on the chopping board sooner or later.
A Thai government licensed car was parked at the bottom of the building.
A tall man in a suit walked into the hotel and went straight to the room.
”Officer Zhuang!” The man shouted.
Zhuang Shikai looked back and said, ”side?”
The man had a South Asian face, handed out a business card and bowed down and said, ”Secretary General pashan, director general's office of the Department of Commerce in Bangkok.”
Zhuang Shikai came forward to take pashan's business card, looked down at his name, and probably understood the other party's purpose.
Two interpols stood by and nodded to Zhuang sir.
This guy is unarmed.
”What's the matter?”
Zhuang Shikai asked in English.
Pashan stepped back, raised his hand and said, ”Mr. titcha, director, would like to invite you in to watch the cockfight.”
Zhuang Shikai held the famous brand between his two fingers, raised his hand and said, ”lead the way.”
”Yes, sir.”
Pashan smiled and led the way.
In order to ensure the complete safety of his subordinates, Zhuang Shikai was willing to put down some style and go to see the director of Commerce in person.
When he came downstairs, more than a dozen cars from various departments stopped at the bottom of the building. A secretary seemed to smell fishy fish and came to see Lord Zhuang on behalf of their respective bosses!
Master Zhuang became a hot figure in Bangkok's political arena for a time!
Bangkok.
mayor.
office.
“sorry，sir。” Zheng Hanshou bowed solemnly out of the office, stood by the wooden door, bowed deeply, finally expressed his respect, and then gently closed the wooden door.
”Zheng sir, Zheng sir.” A mayor's staff waited in the corridor, looked uneasy and came forward to ask the Secretary General.
Zheng Hanshou shook his shoulders, held the buttons of his suit in his hands, and walked forward: ”don't disturb the mayor's rest.”
”Yes.” The staff bowed their heads and stood with their hands tied.
Zheng Hanshou kept his last dignity. With a slap, he returned to the Secretary's office and gently closed the wooden door.
He stood at his desk, opened the drawer, took out a silver revolver, grabbed seven bullets, solemnly opened the bomb compartment and filled them one by one.