Working as a police officer in Mexico Chapter 1502 - 705: Don't Go Killing People at Random! (Part

The other party smiled, a shrewd rchant's smile, leaning in closer and speaking in a low voice, yet each word was clear:

"50,000 US Dollars, let us go, we have a flight to catch."

Li Jiaming's pupils suddenly contracted, and he tightened his grip on the police baton.

The middle-aged man continued, "Pretend we were never here, let and my boys go."

The air seed to freeze.

"Not enough? How about 200,000 US Dollars?"

200,000 US Dollars, for soone like Li Jiaming, an ordinary officer, was almost a few years' salary.

However, the middle-aged man made a fatal mistake.

He underestimated the young officer's sense of duty; such a blatant and huge bribe not only didn't tempt Li Jiaming but poured gasoline on his instinctive suspicion.

An "ordinary john" caught in a prostitution crackdown offering 200,000 US Dollars for freedom? Who wouldn't suspect sothing fishy?!

Li Jiaming's face darkened, and instead of responding, he suddenly twisted the middle-aged man's arm back, saying sharply, "What do you think the police force is? What do you think I am?! Co with ! I think it's more than just buying sex with you!"

"Hey hey hey, 200,000 isn't enough, 500,000!" The middle-aged man said, panicking and lowering his voice.

He imdiately reported the situation to Senior Inspector Ma Guoming on duty through the intercom.

"Mr. Ma, we've got a situation! That middle-aged man we brought back from the prostitution crackdown tried to bribe with 500,000 US Dollars to release him!"

"500,000? And in US Dollars?" Inspector Ma Guoming instantly woke up, "Hold onto him! I'll be right over!"

The atmosphere in the interrogation room suddenly escalated.

Ma Guoming personally presided, the light cast on the middle-aged man's face, trying to find flaws in his seemingly calm expression.

"The ID shows you live in Kwun Tong, what kind of business are you in to throw around money like that?"

Ma Guoming asked slowly while playing with a pen in his hand.

The middle-aged man regained his previous composure, refusing to speak, just repeating, "Officer, I was joking, no need to be so serious. I request to see a lawyer."

He was determined, as long as he insisted it was a "joke," without actual evidence, at most he could be charged with attempted bribery, not much jail ti. His legal team behind him could handle it.

Ma Guoming, with his seasoned experience, could tell that this guy was a tough nut to crack.

He changed tactics, sotis applying pressure, sotis persuading with kind words, but the middle-aged man was like a piece of tough at.

Ma Guoming grew sowhat frustrated, even considering using so unconventional ans to pry open this man's mouth. But just as he was about to signal his n to detain the middle-aged man separately to break his spirit—

"Bang!"

The door of the interrogation room was suddenly pushed open, and a female police officer in a technical departnt uniform excitedly rushed in, even forgetting to knock. She held a freshly printed sheet of paper, her face flushed with excitent.

"Mr. Ma! Mr. Ma! We've matched it! We've matched it!" The female officer's voice was sharp with urgency.

Ma Guoming frowned, "What's got you all worked up? What have you matched?"

The female officer slamd the paper onto Ma Guoming's desk with a "bang," her finger forcefully pointing at a na on it and the high-similarity photo automatically matched by the system next to it.

"Interpol Red Notice, a big drug trafficker wanted in many Southeast Asian countries! Third Brother Xie Zhile!"

The female officer's voice was filled with incredulous excitent, almost shouting,

"What? He's Xie Zhile?!" Everyone in the interrogation room was dumbfounded, and even the middle-aged man's eyebrows raised.

Ma Guoming sprang up from his chair, snatching the paper, his eyes fixed on the information, then suddenly looking up at the middle-aged man across from him, who had maintained an air of nonchalance.

"No no no, he's Xie Zhile's younger brother, Xie Zhixiong." The female officer quickly waved her hand to clarify.

At this mont, the calmness on the middle-aged man's face finally shattered completely, replaced by an undisguised shock and...a hint of panic.

He had calculated everything, banking on "under the lantern's shadow," banking on the police not linking a prostitution crackdown with an international drug trafficker, even calculating how to handle the interrogation, yet never in a million years did he expect his identity to be uncovered in this way, by the Hong Kong police's technical departnt during a seemingly absurd prostitution crackdown!

The air in the interrogation room seed to ignite at this mont.

Ma Guoming's irritability and helplessness were instantly replaced by imnse joy and gravity.

He took a deep breath, looked at the middle-aged man, and said each word clearly:

"Xie, Zhi, Xiong? Or should I call you... Mr. Xie?"

He held up the wanted notice, waving it in front of the middle-aged man, revealing the first genuine smile of the night, filled with the cruel satisfaction of a hunter finally locking onto his prey:

"This ti, you really hid under the lamp, hiding yourself right into the cage."

"Notify CIB (Criminal Intelligence Bureau)! Notify NB (Narcotics Bureau)! Get in touch with the Interpol Division! Big fish! This is a super big fish!"

"Mr. Ma, should we send a ssage to Mr. Li and the others in xico?"

Ma Guoming smiled happily, "I'll do it! Damn it, Mr. Li ran far, but luck is still with ."

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