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Huang Wenbin concluded with these words to reassure the troops.
“Inspector Wong, our Flying Tigers team is only responsible for fighting crime and maintaining the security of Hong Kong Island. As for who the targets are, we don’t care.”
After Huang Wenbin finished speaking, Zhou Xingxing's expression turned serious, and he slowly said.
"Alright, everyone, let's get started!"
As Huang Wenbin finished speaking, more than 30 Flying Tigers members quickly marched toward Villa No. 3 on Taiping Mountain.
However, these Flying Tigers members did not realize that in the woods not far from them, someone had been watching everything. After Huang Wenbin, Zhou Xingxing, and the others left, this person picked up a satellite phone and dialed a number.
"The police have already gone to make arrests."
The man spoke immediately after the call was connected.
10 minute later.
At the entrance of Villa No. 3, Taipingshan.
“I am Superintendent Wong Man-bun of the Commercial Crime Bureau of the Hong Kong Island Police Force. I now have sufficient evidence to prove that Swire Group manager Smit Schwaye is involved in a stock manipulation case. We are now taking him back to the police station for investigation.”
Huang Wenbin looked at the entrance of the Shi Huaiya family's house, which was blocking his way, and said loudly, word by word.
"Hong Kong Island Police Force? Let me tell you, I don't care about any Hong Kong Island Police Force. All I know is that this is the private territory of the Swire family. No one can trespass without the Swire family's permission. I'll count to ten, and if you still don't leave, then we'll have no choice but to take the necessary measures to ask you to leave!"
The Swire family's security guards clearly didn't give Huang Wenbin and the other police officers any face and started the countdown right away.
"10~"
"9~"
"8~"
……
"Damn it, these foreign devils are so arrogant on our Chinese territory, I'll fuck your mother!"
Hearing the countdown from the Swire family's security guards, Stephen Chow could no longer hold back. He cursed and shouted, "Everyone, attack! Anyone who dares to fight back will be arrested!"
Before Zhou Xingxing could finish speaking, he charged at the Swire family's security guards for the first time and kicked the guard who was still counting down, sending him flying.
Seconds later, at the entrance of Villa No. 3, the Swire family's security guards and the Flying Tigers were locked in a fierce battle.
However, in terms of both quantity and quality, the Swire family's security guards were far inferior to the Flying Tigers. Soon, these security guards were handcuffed by the Flying Tigers members.
Subsequently, led by Huang Wenbin, the police officers rushed straight to Villa No. 3.
However, neither the Flying Tigers nor the Swire family's security guards knew that everything that had just happened had been filmed.
In a car parked not far from Villa No. 3, Asia Television's top reporter, Yue Huizhen, and her assistant, Fatty Gu, watched the chaotic scene at the entrance of Villa No. 3 with excitement. They knew they had captured another explosive news story.
This is all thanks to the fact that Villa No. 2 is the He family's glass house; otherwise, the car that Le Huizhen was in would have been driven away long ago. The fact that Le Huizhen is here is because of Li Jun's arrangement.
At this moment, in the study of Villa No. 3.
Schmidt Schweitzer had fallen asleep in his chair.
Although police officers came to the door, the Schwayer family's servants did not wake Schmidt Schwayer, because in their view, the police would never actually arrest Schmidt Schwayer, just like a dog wouldn't bite its own family member.
When Huang Wenbin led the Flying Tigers straight to Villa No. 3, the servants panicked. One of the servants immediately ran to the study and knocked on the study door.
"Which one?"
Startled awake by the knocking, Shih Huai-ya asked.
“Mr. Swire, a group of police officers are here to arrest you. They are already at the villa’s entrance.”
The maid answered immediately.
"What? The police are coming to arrest me?"
Upon hearing this, Schmidt Schweitzer felt a mixture of amusement and disbelief, as if he had heard a lame joke.
"Yes, they injured our security guards and forced their way in."
"That's what the maid replied."
"..."
Upon hearing the maid's words, Schmidt Schweitzer's expression darkened, and he said, "Alright, I understand. I'll handle this personally."
After saying that, Shih Huai-ya picked up the telephone receiver in front of her and dialed a number.
"Director Mai, it's me, Shih Huai-ya."
After the call connected, Schmidt Schweitzer spoke.
"Mr. Swire, are you trying to tell me that the evidence from over there has been sent over?"
Mai Renhao's slightly tired voice came through the receiver.
"Director Mai, the evidence has been sent over. There's one more thing. What's going on with your police force tonight? Instead of arresting Li Jun, you came to my house to arrest me?"
Schmidt Schweitzer directly confronted him with accusations.
"Ok?"
Mai Renhao was slightly taken aback when he heard this, and then said, "No way, Mr. Shi Huaiya, I haven't received any news."
"Director Mai, even the Flying Tigers have been mobilized, yet you haven't received any information. You really should strengthen the management of the police force."
"Schweiler said in a sarcastic tone."
“Mr. Swire, you don’t need to worry about the police. Also, call the officer who came to arrest you tonight. I want to ask him in person who gave him the authorization.”
Although Mai Renhao would not provoke the people of the four major trading companies, it did not mean that they could make sarcastic remarks about him. After giving Schmidt Schweitzer a small counterattack, Mai Renhao got down to business.
"Alright, Director Mai, this is also a good opportunity for me to see your skills in managing subordinates."
Clearly, Smit Schweitzer was very angry tonight, which is why he ignored Mai Renhao's rebuttal and continued to be sarcastic.
A few minutes later.
“I don’t care who you are, and I don’t want to hear what you have to say. Now you talk to your police commissioner.”
Schmidt Schweitzer looked at Huang Wenbin with an arrogant expression and said coldly.
Upon hearing Schmidt Schweitzer's words and seeing the mobile phone in his hand, Huang Wenbin's eyes flashed with hesitation. After a moment of contemplation, he shouted sharply, "Arrest him!"
Huang Wenbin thought that since he had already decided not to pay any attention to the Commissioner of Police, there was no need to listen to his phone call.
As soon as Huang Wenbin finished speaking, the Flying Tigers swarmed forward, pinned Schmidt Schwaya to the ground, and handcuffed him.
"Good, very good. I'll remember you cops, and I'll remember the Hong Kong Island Police Force!"
Schmidt Schweitzer glared at Huang Wenbin and said coldly.
The first half of his sentence was addressed to Huang Wenbin, Zhou Xingxing, and others, while the second half was spoken to Mai Renhao on the other end of the mobile phone.
"Hello, hello, Mr. Swire, what's going on over there?"
As soon as Mai Renhao finished speaking, he heard a busy signal, which made him so angry that he slammed his mobile phone on the table.
A few minutes later.
Sitting in the car, Lok Wai-ching and Fatty Kok stared in astonishment at the foreigner being escorted by the Flying Tigers to the entrance of Villa No. 3. They exchanged a glance, both understanding what they were thinking: Hong Kong Island was going to explode tomorrow…
[164] The dignity of foreigners? I'm trampling on the dignity of foreigners.
The news of Swire Group manager Schmidt Swire's arrest by the police, heavily promoted by Asia Television, shocked the entire Hong Kong Island.
Anyone who lives on Hong Kong Island knows what the four major trading companies represent, and even more so what the managers of those four companies represent.
These foreigners have practically become synonymous with the Governor of Hong Kong, much like the royal relatives and nobles of ancient dynasties who shared the fate of the nation. As long as foreigners still rule Hong Kong, these four major trading companies will never run into trouble.
Given this collective perception, one can imagine the shock that the arrest of Swire, manager of Swire Group, by the police would cause to the people of Hong Kong Island.
Of course, the arrest of Schmidt Schwayer also sent shockwaves through the Western elites in Hong Kong.
Managers from Jardine Matheson, Wheelock & Co., Hutchison Whampoa, HSBC, and Standard Chartered Bank directly called Peng Jiakang, demanding that the Hong Kong government order the Hong Kong Island Police Force to immediately release Schmidt Swire.
In the eyes of these foreigners, this was no longer a legal issue, but rather a matter of Chinese people trying to overthrow foreign rule in Hong Kong.
Even if Schmidt Schweitzer was truly guilty, he couldn't be arrested. Instead, they should talk to him first, and after reaching an agreement, Swire Group would send a scapegoat to maintain the dignity of the foreigners.
What kind of behavior is it for Chinese police officers to come directly to people's homes and arrest them, like tonight? Where is the dignity of those high-ranking foreign officials?
Startled awake by the phone call, Peng Jiakang immediately realized the seriousness of the situation and called Mai Renhao, demanding that he release the man immediately. He also demanded that the police force issue a public apology to Schmidt Schwayer and that the officer in charge of arresting Schmidt Schwayer be dismissed.
What law, what rule of law? Compared to their foreign system, it's a joke.
After receiving the call from Peng Jiakang, Mai Renhao also looked bitter.
He had no idea about Huang Wenbin's actions tonight, and he couldn't find out where Huang Wenbin had taken Schmidt Schweitzer in the short term, which gave Mai Renhao a huge headache.
After a moment's hesitation, Mai Renhao picked up the phone and dialed a number.
"Minister Zhuo, it's me, Mai Renhao."
After the call connected, Mai Renhao spoke.
Just then, Mai Renhao realized that since the Flying Tigers were deployed when Smit Schweitzer was arrested, Zhuo Jingquan, as the head of the Operations Department, must have known about it. Only with his approval could the Flying Tigers be deployed.
"Director Mai, what are your instructions?"
On the other end of the phone, Zhuo Jingquan asked the question knowing the answer already.
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