Chapter 404: To Yin Sheng

Chapter 404: To Yin Sheng

Chapter 404: To Yin Sheng

Shenzhen Port.

When the leader Daba Lao received the call, his thick eyebrows twisted into a rope and he said in a muffled voice, "Got it, Dama brother."

A younger brother who had just finished unloading frozen meat and was smoking a cigarette at the dock, waiting for the next batch of goods, leaned in and asked, "Boss, what happened?"

Although Shencheng Port is Lao Zhong's lair, smuggling is a side business, so the brothers remain vigilant.

The bus driver said, "The wind is not right tonight. We won't load the goods back to the port. We'll park the boat and spend the night in Shenzhen."

When the brothers heard the news, they were not surprised but delighted, cheering: "Great!"

"Shenzhen has a lot of fun tonight."

"It's holiday."

The bus driver looked helpless and cursed, "You street bastards, when there's no business, you all complain all the time, and when you're busy you want to be lazy, you really deserve to eat shit."

Lo Wu Control Point.

Wearing a jacket and holding a thermos, Lou, a member of the Number Gang, sat in the passenger seat of a Mitsubishi truck. He looked at the long queue of people in front of him and complained in a low voice, "What the hell is going on in the middle of the night? Another surprise inspection!"

The driver, Lao Zhu, is experienced and is used to steering.

"How can those idiots at the Immigration Department collect money, play with women, and buy lottery tickets if they don't do something?"

A-Lou closed the kettle and leaned against the car window: "I'll take a nap first."

Normally the convoy would not be able to leave Luohu for more than two or three hours, but after more than ten minutes, several dazzling flashlights woke him up from his sleep.

Old Zhu looked unhappy and whispered, "Brother Lou, they are coming for us."

Boom boom boom!
A senior inspector in customs uniform, with three subordinates, came to the car door and knocked hard: "Get out!"

"Submit for inspection."

A-Lou opened the car door and said unhappily, "Sir, we are a legally licensed provincial and Hong Kong logistics company."

Before he could finish his words, three customs officers rushed forward and arrested the two men: "Behave yourself!"

Senior Inspector Liu Mingjie used a strong flashlight to shine directly into A-Lou's eyes and said coldly, "Speedy Logistics, the number is from Tai Po Niu's company."

At this time, several police officers in charge of checking the containers hurriedly ran to Liu Mingjie and said, "Sir Liu, we found military equipment and bulletproof vests."

Liu Mingjie opened his eyes wide, squatted down and looked at A-Lou: "You are really brave. You even dare to take the arms."

A-Lou shouted, "Sir, the things on the car are not ammunition!!!"

Three o'clock in the morning.

Tak Wah Street, Tsuen Wan.

Da Pu Niu was lying on the bed in the master bedroom on the third floor of the villa, holding his child. His wife was deep in sleep, and he vaguely heard some noise coming from downstairs.

He suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, opened the bedside table and took out the pistol.

But before he could reload his bullets, several police officers had already broken open the door, loaded their guns, pointed them at the bedside and shouted, "Don't move!"

"Dabu Niu, you are suspected of being involved in smuggling and selling arms. Come with us."

Liu Mingjie held up an arrest warrant, and Dapu Niu was handcuffed by the customs officers before he could even read the words. When he was leaving, he saw his wife with a terrified face. She was hiding at the head of the bed holding their six-year-old child, glaring at the police officers angrily.

More than a dozen police officers were already rummaging through drawers and searching the room.

The next day, in the morning.

Niu Qiang was dressed in a suit and tie, waiting in the elevator. After the boss finished his breakfast and walked out of the room, he walked up to him and said, "Boss, there is news that Niu from Tai Po, New Territories was arrested by the police."

Yin Zhaotang was slightly stunned, and asked in astonishment: "What's the problem? Can I be released on bail?"

Niu Qiang whispered, "It's smuggling arms." Yin Zhaotang's face suddenly became serious: "Ask Curry Ma to my office."

"Yes."

Niu Qiang agreed in a low voice.

When Yin Zhaotang arrived at Shanghai Street 91 Company, Curry Ma was already nervous and waiting at the door of the office. He stood up and shouted, "Ding Ye."

"Come in and talk."

Yin Zhaotang had a stern face and waved his hand to ask people to come into the office. He did not scold them. He was very calm and sat down and asked, "Yesterday, a batch of arms in Tai Po Niu was seized by the customs. It was still shipped through Luohu Port. What happened?"

Curry Ma was tense, holding a cup of tea, and said carefully: "Master Ding, the arms have nothing to do with the company."

"Last night, the brothers were all staying in Shenzhen, and no shipments were shipped out of the port. The electronic parts sent from Japan and the frozen meat from North America were temporarily transferred to Singapore."

"If the Tai Po cattle were really seized by the police, they would not be the company's goods."

Yin Zhaotang was playing with his lighter. The company's goods were not a problem; they were the bottom line. If something went wrong after a call was made, it would not be a problem with the goods.

People are unreliable!
But as Da Pu Niu was the main arms dealer, if he was arrested, he would be asked to keep his sales channels.

Yin Zhaotang did not completely dispel his doubts and asked, "If it is not the company's goods, why would it pass through Luohu Port?"

Curry Ma was really prepared: "I asked the head wrench of Tai Po cattle, and he revealed that Tai Po cattle started to smuggle some contraband through the land port last month."

"We are not transporting weapons, but discarded Type 65 military uniforms, rubber shoes and engineer shovels."

Yin Zhaotang was surprised: "Pick, that bastard, he's transporting smuggled goods, and it's dual-use military and civilian equipment?"

Military uniforms, rubber shoes, and engineer shovels. Without the military labels, they are just ordinary clothes, shoes, and shovels, and cannot be considered military equipment at all.

Taking the Type 65 service uniform as an example, it is rustic and has no high-tech fabrics. Its cold-proof effect is far inferior to that of British and American military uniforms.

But there is a large amount of inventory piled up in warehouses in the mainland.

At the same time, the entire army has changed into the Type 74 service uniform, and the obsolete items can be exchanged for some foreign currency, which is what the country is most happy to see.

Dapu Niu fully understood the characteristics of domestic products, such as large quantity and low price. After trying to import a few batches, he found that the shoes and shovels were very popular among old customers.

As for military uniforms, they cannot be sold at a high price due to the hot climate in Iran, but customers from several African countries seem to be very interested.

Trade between the province and Hong Kong is "two places, two inspections". There are inspections before and after customs clearance. Things that are legal in the mainland may not be legal in Hong Kong Island, and things that are legal in Hong Kong Island may be contraband in the mainland.

Whether it is specifically suspected of arms smuggling needs a lawyer to come forward and discuss it in detail.

evening.

Du Zihua fought for the opportunity to visit and came to the prison area of ​​the General Administration of Customs to meet Dapu Niu.

The usually glorious and high-spirited number gang driver has become a prisoner, wearing handcuffs and shackles, with a stubble on his face and a decadent look.

Without saying a word, he leaned down, avoided the surveillance camera in the corner, and whispered, "A-Du, the customs is here for Yin Sheng."

The police officer in the visiting house received the order, picked up his baton, rushed to Tai Po Niu, banged on the table and shouted: "The meeting is over, and he is in jail!"

Du Zihua stood up and shouted, "Sir, I want to apply for a medical examination. I suspect my client was tortured and forced to confess."

The police officer sneered: "Agreed, wait for the hospital to arrange an appointment."

Yin Zhaotang was sitting on the sofa with a cigar in his mouth, crossing his legs, and asked, "What Dabu Niu means is that there are higher-level people meddling behind the customs?
Du Zihua said: "Yes, the customs officers interrogated and kept focusing on Lao Zhong's goods."

Yin Zhaotang nodded: "They didn't catch Lao Zhong's goods, but they caught the people from Dabu Niu by accident, so they took the opportunity to make a fuss about it."

Du Zihua held the briefcase in both hands, placed it on his knees, and said politely: "The Customs Department intends to prosecute Tai Po cattle for smuggling, but not for arms trafficking."

"It seems that there is insufficient evidence. The military uniforms and shovels have been stripped of their military logos and have nothing to do with military equipment. As long as Tai Po Niu's men do not confess, Tai Po Niu has a good chance of escaping."

(End of this chapter)