Judging from the fact that they were almost tricked by the killer that night, but it was Sir Zhang who took action in the end, Lu Zhilian would actually be a little worried about this matter without Sir Zhang's participation.

"Do I seem to care about someone with a false reputation?"

In response to Lu Zhilian's persuasion, Sir Zhang immediately looked at him seriously.

With Sir Zhang's reputation, he really doesn't care whether he can deal with a Benjamin or not.

"Well, actually, if our ICAC can handle a successful case, the amount of bonus will be quite large."

"I became a police officer not for the salary and bonus, but because of my interest."

Zhang Pin didn't wait for Lu Zhilian to finish, and directly interrupted him with a wave of his hand. He was obviously not interested in knowing how much bonus the Independent Commission Against Corruption would receive after handling the case, because with Sir Zhang's net worth, he would naturally look down on such a small bonus.

Lu Zhilian:

Only now did he remember that apart from being the evil nemesis, Sir Zhang was actually also very famous on the wealth list.

The reason why he is famous is not how rich he is, but his ability to earn money by eating soft food.

Whether it is the daughter of Tai Fu Bank, the eldest lady of the Tong Group, or the most beautiful widow in Hong Kong, Judy Tong, these people all have a lot of money, but they all end up collecting money from Sir Zhang.

I heard that Sir Zhang drives a different sports car every morning when he goes to work now.

Compared with the net worth accumulated by the other party's hard work, the relatively large bonus from the Independent Commission Against Corruption is indeed nothing.

"As a member of Hong Kong Island, it is our duty to protect citizens' funds and public security."

Neither fame nor money could impress Sir Zhang, so Lu Zhilian could only find a solution from the perspective of ideals.

"This is good. Don't worry, if that guy named Ban dares to commit crimes on Hong Kong Island, I will definitely not let him go."

This time, Sir Zhang didn't wait for Lu Zhilian to finish what he said, and directly waved his hand to stop him.

What he said sounded nice, but when Benjamin committed a crime, whether he should be spared or not would be another matter.

If the other party did not commit the crime in the Tsim Sha Tsui area, he would naturally not be able to do it for him.

"Well, Benjamin's surname is not actually Ban."

Zhou Xingxing, who had been listening to Zhang Pin and Lu Zhilian talking with open ears, finally took the opportunity to interject a word.

However, no one paid attention to Zhou Xingxing, whether it was Zhang Pin or Lu Zhilian, or Liu Baoqiang, Chen Jin and others who were lowering their heads to deal with the food.

"It's just a refund of funds. Why is it so troublesome? Could it be that many people in this account have the authority to transfer the money out of it?"

Chen Jin ate relatively quickly and had already finished dealing with his own goose head. Then he heard Lu Zhilian's words, which clearly hinted that the money in the Z Fund account was being watched by many people, so he asked a question out of curiosity.

It stands to reason that if many people do not have the transfer authority of the Z Fund account, then even if other people have ideas about the money in the account, it will be impossible to achieve the goal.

"This money is currently supervised by HSBC because Hu Zhiyong, as the chairman of the foundation, did not authorize who should be responsible for the money when he was arrested. In addition, the Z Fund is now dead in name only. At present, theoretically

As long as you can get HSBC's approval, you can transfer money out of the account."

When Lu Zhilian heard Chen Jin's inquiry, he didn't hide it.

"Is there a possibility of HSBC committing fraud?"

This question was asked by Zhou Xingxing. After all, he is responsible for helping others. If he had a large sum of money in his hands, he would probably not be able to avoid misappropriating it.
Chapter completed!