"How did you arrange it on Uncle Hai?"

"He is an important target of the arms case. If you let him go, let people know that you will be in trouble."

"Don't worry, Uncle Hai has been struggling for half his life and has saved a lot of money. Now he is in his sixties or seventies. If he can retire safely, what else can he be reluctant to see?"

"From my understanding of him, he knew that I would definitely be unhappy if I was an undercover agent, but he would laugh after a few seconds. There is nothing that cannot be overcome."

Liang Chaolang smiled and handed Lv Ze a cigarette.

Lu Ze nodded silently, took out the lighter to light the cigarette, and sweared and said, "Just have the idea in your heart."

"Don't worry."

Liang Chaolang also lit one and pointed at Superintendent Peng's office: "I'm going to do something."

Watching Liang Chaolang enter the office, Lv Ze didn't stay for long and turned around and left the North District Police Station.

night...

Majestic, majestic, majestic.

Accompanied by the sharp sirens, seven police cars parked at the entrance of a bar in Central.

A group of policemen entered one after another. According to Liang Chaolang's statement, this should be the launch of the Sihai Group, the stronghold where the Soviets were located.

It’s just a pity that when they rushed into the bar, they found that the bar owner had already changed.

The original Soviet boss mortgaged the store to the wine supplier, and no one knew where they were going.

"Dear Dawarri, I can't imagine what would happen if I was arrested by the Hong Kong Island authorities."

"The big masters in Moscow will definitely give up on me. My child is only three years old this year. My wife may take him to remarry, and may even throw him to my elderly mother. That's extremely miserable."

In the Western restaurant opposite the bar, two diners were sitting in a private room near the street and feasting.

Steak, borscht, black sea caviar, red sausage, black bread, sour cucumbers, and vodka.

These are authentic Soviet cuisine, which means that one of the two diners is Soviet.

"Dear Major Gromov, I said that we will become friends. These little help is nothing between friends. I think if I have difficulties, you will definitely help me, right?"

Lu Ze said without raising his head while cutting the steak with a knife and fork.

The man known as Gromov nodded happily: "Of course, you have obtained my friendship, and we are already friends."

Domini Gromov.

Born in 1952, 36 years old, graduated from the Moscow Army School.

He served as the second lieutenant of the Belarusian infantry, and later joined the KGB. He spent several years and became the deputy leader of the KGB operation team in Hong Kong due to his good performance.

In short, when he first came to Hong Kong Island, the KGB members here had been completely corrupted and became second-trafficking dealers who reselled arms.

Gromov was not able to get out of the mud. After all, the bears in the 1980s had already begun to decline, and the people's livelihood in the country was difficult. Even members of the KGB, unless they reached a certain level, it would be difficult to enjoy many super-standard treatments.

Coming to Gromov on Hong Kong Island is like coming to heaven.

The bosses in China have long been settled, and they only care about how much money they can get from the arms business every year.

The weapons and equipment of the Siberian Legion were pulled to Southeast Asia by ships, and even ships transporting weapons were the Soviet Navy that routinely cruised to the four northern islands every month.

Gromov knew that he could do nothing, and if there was any abnormal movement, he would be silenced by his companions who were jealous of money, because no one would allow anyone to destroy all this.

Based on the principle of being unable to resist, then enjoy it.

After a few years, Gromov became a small fortune. Just when he was about to work for a few more years, he went to Eastern Europe to be a rich man, and the Sihai Group collapsed.

"The arms business here may not be able to continue in a short period of time."

"Even if you do it again, it probably won't start from Hong Kong Island. The situation in Philippine, Fotai, and even Wanwan is better than here."

"Once the arms transfer station is placed elsewhere, your good days will come to an end. After a few years of wealthy life, I don't think you will adapt to it."

Lv Ze raised his wine glass: "Neck is twisted!" "For the Soviets"

"A alliance of steel!"

Gromov drank it all in one go.

The vodka was very strong, and it rushed straight to the top of the head with a mouthful, and the whole person was a little confused.

After a while, after spitting out the smell of alcohol, Gromov shook his head and said, "It's not easy to live a poor life."

Lüze poured the wine, didn't speak, waiting for Gromov to continue speaking.

Gromov is a typical Soviet man. He drinks wine with great pride and is not like the cold agents in movies and TV shows.

Of course, this may have something to do with his graduation from military academy and being a soldier.

"In Hong Kong Island, I earn more and spend more. To be a joke, I have never had a wealth of money and wealth in my life. I have not had a deposit of 500,000 US dollars."

Gromov sighed.

Five hundred thousand US dollars is hard to imagine for ordinary people.

But Gromov is not an ordinary person. He is the deputy leader of the KGB operation team in Hong Kong and a button in the arms case.

Over the past few years, at least hundreds of millions of dollars have flowed out of their hands. What is the use of the Triangle Gold drug lord to make money? It’s not that I’m buying weapons with them.

If you don’t have military expenditure and weapons procurement funds, you have to plant infant millet. If you want to plant infant millet, you have to have territory. If you want to have territory, you have to buy weapons to fight. This is a very strange cycle.

Gromov is in this cycle and controls the source of the weapon. Even if the big head is separated by the people above, there are still many people left in his hands, including one or two million US dollars a year.

Unfortunately, like most people who get rich, Gromov has no investment plans and only knows how to enjoy it in time.

Just like those NBA stars, they are so beautiful when they are not able to play, those who go bankrupt, those who are deported are deported, and even those who are wandering on the streets.

It is also hard for Gromov to imagine how his luxurious life should be guaranteed after he does not do the arms business.

"Money is a hero's courage, and it's absolutely impossible to have no money."

"But it's not that difficult to make money. I heard you lack everything, vegetables, bread, canned food, coats, even socks and insoles."

Lv Ze looked at Gromov and whispered: "I have connections in Hong Kong. You have backgrounds in the Soviet Union. Why don't you cooperate and make some hard money?"

"This is an unrealistic idea." Gromov shook his head: "Even the Moscows, there is no extra money to buy bread. We have nothing left. Even if you can transport the canned ships of canned food, what can you get? You can't bring back ore and wood."

Speaking of this, Gromov paused slightly: "Or, are you planning to interfere in the arms business and become our new spokesperson in Southeast Asia?"

"No, no, dear Davari, your eyes are too narrow."

Lu Ze shook his head repeatedly: "I want airplanes, large, small, civilian, and military, I can ask for them, as long as the price is appropriate."

Gromov scratched his head: "The comfort of the Soviet aircraft is very poor. Unless it is used for combat, no one likes it. What do you want to do with those things?"

"Small and medium-sized transport aircraft can be converted into passenger aircraft, and large transport aircraft can be converted into cargo aircraft."

"As long as the air tickets are cheap, we don't have to worry about not having business."

"Hong Kong Island has its own international airport, but does not have its own civil aviation company. The airfield has always been dominated by British and American companies. This is unreasonable, right?"

"I won't talk about it before. Civil aviation in the British Concession can't be done at all."

"It's different now. Now it's 1989. The British are packing up their things and getting out of here. The Chinese have a stronger and stronger voice. The ghosts must learn to bow to us."

Lü Ze leaned on the chair and said to Gromov in a seductive tone: "I can trade with you cans, coats, leather shoes, daily necessities, and even sought-after household appliances for the 'old and scrap' aircraft that are not often used in your major military regions."

"Ten, twenty, even one hundred."

"My greed is far beyond your imagination. I will build my own Asian civil aviation company, and even dismantle your weapons and sell them to the rich as private helicopters."

"It is not a good gimmick for all military industry production, quality assurance?"

"By the way, the film industry has been booming in recent years. Hong Kong Island is known as Oriental Hollywood. Do those directors don't want to rent two armed helicopters to make movies and make themselves look more professional?"

"There are also a huge helicopter gap in the Hong Kong Island Police Force, Coast Guard, Hospital, Fire Police."

"The above also said that there would be a beach search and rescue team to be established. Just how to use the boat, helicopters would have to be at least five or six. This is all money!"

"Dear Davari, I have a lot of connections in Hong Kong, and these problems are not a problem for me."

When Lu Ze said this, he lowered his tone and whispered in a mysterious and mysterious manner: "You have lived in Hong Kong Island for several years. This is a good place. You should be used to it for so long. Have you ever thought about taking your family over?"

"By the way, I heard that the factional battles within you are very fierce. Have you ever thought about leaving yourself a way out?"

"Europe is good, but I don't think you know any friends in Europe."

"Hong Kong Island is different, we are friends, if you want to settle here, I will be happy to help you."

"You should also know my identity. If one day someone suddenly tells you that you are a traitor of the Soviet Union and want to send you to Siberia to dig potatoes, I will tell him clearly that Gromov does not exist in Hong Kong, and I will let him get out of my territory."
Chapter completed!