Man Kam To Port.

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At night, the lights are brightly lit.

Trucks lined up with their lights on, waiting to be weighed, documents submitted, and inspected to pass customs.

"Xia Zi, it's your first time in a car, don't be nervous." Master Chen sat in the driver's seat, picked up a kettle next to him, sat in the car and unscrewed the lid, and turned to look at the Yihai members next to him.

Xiazai was wearing a driver's work uniform. He was young and had a timid expression. He was sitting in the passenger seat and tearing open a pack of cigarettes with his mouth.

"Master Chen, how many cars will pass tonight?"

"Yihai Company has more than 70 vehicles, more than usual, and they transport a lot of goods from the winery." Master Chen drank a large amount of water, his face was covered with wrinkles. Driving is a hard work that involves day and night, and is full of dust.

The best thing about work is that it is stable and has plenty of water.

This month, due to the busy freight traffic in Yihai China and Hong Kong, the business at the terminal is booming, and the goods from the winery have to be transported. The drivers who signed up for training at Yihai Shemazai half a year ago, after getting the freight license, began to arrange to follow the car.

The brothers performed very well, which reduced the freight pressure of Yihai Zhonggang.

The matter of smuggling Hong Kong-produced foreign wine by China-Hong Kong Freight is an open secret within the freight company. After all, the drivers have the right to know what goods they are transporting. Without making a list and informing the drivers of the freight status, it is undoubtedly a gift to the drivers.

We are going to die, Boss Zhang can't do such a thing.

What's more, the driver's remuneration is also related to the cargo.

To put it simply, a driver transporting foreign wine can earn 500 more per trip than transporting a container. If Yihai transports other contraband, the price will continue to rise...

As a result, many drivers actually like to go to wineries to pick up goods. Anyway, they go to the docks and wineries, so they can make more money.

The customs is also well aware of the secret operations of Yihai Zhonggang. The section chief above has said hello...

Which logistics company doesn’t smuggle some goods tax-free?

As long as you are not transporting particularly excessive amounts of contraband, customs will treat it as invisible.

"There are thirteen more cars tonight than last night." The port, five hundred meters away, next to the driveway, under the trees.

Inside the passenger seat of a Crown car.

Guan Zhilian was wearing a silver-gray suit, holding a telescope in both hands, and stared at the long queues of lights at the port, one by one, a fleet of vehicles that defined the harbor in the sea.

A clerk sat in the back row, straightening a book with a pen, recording data, and making a report aloud.

"Sir Guan, according to freight data from Victoria Harbor, Tuen Mun, and Tsing Yi terminals, the number of containers handled by Yihai Logistics in the past thirty days has not changed significantly from last month. According to the statistics of customs clearance vehicles, Yihai

The number of customs clearance trains for logistics in the past two months has increased significantly compared with the previous two months."

"This month, so far, there have been an increase of 134 trains. Yihai Zhonggang has obvious transportation violations."

The anti-drug team cannot obtain accurate customs clearance data from the Customs Department, but they can directly lock the vehicle movements of Customs Logistics through tracking.

The Customs Department is a probabilistic department at the same level as the Police Force, and the Anti-Narcotics Team is only a department under the Police Force. However, after the Anti-Narcotics Team locks evidence, it can indeed conduct a search directly in the name of inspection.

"Sir Guan, there is obviously something in stock tonight, do you want to check?" The police officer behind the car put down his pen and raised his head and asked.

Guan Zhilian looked calm, looked out the window, picked up a phone, pressed the numbers, and said: "I'll call Sir Zhuo first!"

Although, after a period of follow-up investigation, he was more and more willing to define Hai Zhong Port as playing the role of "powder cargo transportation between China and Hong Kong", but the operation was related to the safety of the anti-drug team, and he had to consult his superiors before making a decision. However, he was already very worried in his heart.

Determined and eager to make a great achievement.

Two minutes later, Guan Zhilian put down his cell phone, raised his watch, and said in a deep voice: "Sir Zhuo asked us to act according to the situation. In five minutes, the nearest team will come back to provide on-site support."

"Sir Guan, isn't the nearest team staring at the Yuanxing Group office in Central? Come over when you have time, are you a traffic police officer in military uniform?" The police officer in the driver's seat lit a cigarette and asked casually.

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Guan Zhilian's expression was very ugly, and he said loudly: "It's not the anti-drug team, it's not a military uniform, it's a traffic police officer, it's someone from the Criminal Intelligence Division!"

"It's the Criminal Intelligence Division again." A member of the anti-drug team looked unhappy and cursed loudly: "Those paparazzi are really street gangsters. They have no credit for their work. They just smelled the bones and chased them like crazy.

Sir, brothers are working hard, we can’t let the Intelligence Department take the lead this time.”

"We must guard our own case."

"Yes, Sir Guan, why should the Intelligence Division be given the lion's share of the credit for the anti-narcotics team?" Another police officer said the same way: "They only deserve to drink soup!"

The guys in the anti-drug team already feel that they have a chance to win. Once they take action, they will definitely be able to seize the stolen goods and make great achievements.

Are you willing to give it up to the Intelligence Division?

In the distance, Master Chen stretched a plastic bag out of the car window and said with a smile: "Sir, long time no see?"

"Tonight, do you have time to come and check the customs in person?" Among the customs crowd, a Shangguan Sir wearing a hat and a reflective vest, with a fat belly and round cheeks, carrying a senior inspector epaulette, took the red plastic bag

, took out the company documents, customs clearance plates, vehicle licenses, material information and other documents inside, and handed them to a subordinate next to him. He held a flashlight in his hand, flashed it twice, and said: "Old Chen, don't be nervous, we were caught at sea a few days ago.

There is a group of stowaways. The inspection will be more intense this week. Come down and open the car door."

"Okay, Sir Shangguan!" Lao Chen opened the car door with a smile, held on to the door frame, jumped out of the car, walked to Sir Shangguan, offered a cigarette first, and then turned around and shouted: "Xiaboy, get out of the car and drive."

A box!”

"Copy that, Master Chen." Xiazai threw away the cigarette, turned around and pushed open the car door with quick hands and feet. After getting out of the car, he walked around to the end of the car, opened the iron buckle with his hands, and opened the car.

"Go and check." Sir Shangguan was wearing uniform, smoking a cigarette, and glanced at his subordinates. The two subordinates agreed and immediately entered the carriage with flashlights and randomly checked the boxes.

The two subordinates did not show anything unusual during the entire inspection, but Shangguan Sir had sharp eyes. He saw bottles of foreign wine listed in the box at a glance, and said: "Old Chen, more and more goods have been transported recently, Yihai

Is business between China and Hong Kong so good?”

Xiazai was guarding the carriage door and looked slightly nervous when he heard these words. However, Lao Chen remained calm and said flatteringly: "Sir Shangguan, it's not up to you to decide whether the business is good or not?"

"It's a small thing, don't dislike it." Lao Chen put a box of cigarettes with a Yihai Zhonghong paper label into Shangguan Sir's hand. Shangguan Sir took the cigarettes and looked at the large box full of cigarettes with a satisfied look on his face.

Smile: "I wish your business is prosperous and you can find more money, otherwise the children in the mainland will have no milk to drink."

This pack of cigarettes is very different from the ones they smoked. Although it looks like an ordinary Marlboro, a cigarette with a paper label on it can be exchanged for it at the Yihai Zhonggang office according to the color of the paper label.

It ranges from 500 to 1,000 Hong Kong dollars.

Every veteran driver of this kind of cigarettes will be given a certain amount of cigarettes. When facing customs inspection, one, several, or a whole pack will be issued according to the situation and rank. It is quite rare that a whole pack will be issued. This shows the power of Shangguan Sir at Wenjindu Port.

, and this money is paid by the company and does not affect the income of the drivers. In addition, the prize redemption is also carried out secretly. Only "old people bring new people". Yihai Zhonggang will redeem prizes. If it is a new face, you can take a box of

Don't even think about exchanging cigarettes for a penny.

When Lao Chen saw that Sir Shangguan didn't hold on, he knew that tonight was indeed a routine inspection. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said with a flattering smile: "Thank you, Sir Shangguan. Let's go to the mainland together when we have time. I have a few good mistresses."

Sister, can I introduce you to me."

Shangguan Sir had a greasy smile on his face and hummed twice, but did not agree.

With his real power at Man Kam To Port and his income, it is conceivable that he would go to Shenzhen to have fun whenever he had holidays.

The spring breeze of reform is blowing on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, and those with money and power are the most successful.

When Guan Zhilian saw Lao Chen secretly delivering items to Shangguan Sir, he immediately made up his mind, put down his telescope, and said loudly: "Action!!!"

"yes!"

"yes, sir!"

"action!"

"Boom, boom!" Under the tree, three Crown cars started at the same time, stepped on the accelerator and headed straight for the port checkpoint. A burst of lights flashed, and they rushed directly to the truck at Yihai Zhonggang.

Shangguan Sir was leading people to leave when he suddenly turned around and saw three cars rushing through the traffic jam. He quickly looked solemn, holding a cigarette in his mouth, took out a pistol from his waist, and led three subordinates to point guns at the vehicles. Guan Zhilian was in the car.

Then he will take out his ID and extend one hand out of the window to signal to the Customs Department personnel.

When the three cars stopped in front of the train, Guan Zhilian opened the door, got out of the car with thirteen team members, held up his ID and stepped forward to shout: "Narcotics Bureau, Narcotics Investigation Bureau, Royal Police Anti-Narcotics Team!"

"Inspector Guan Zhi Lian."

Guan Zhilian pinned the certificate to his chest and stepped forward to say: "Sir, we suspect that there are contraband on the vehicle in Yihai Zhonggang. We hope that the Customs Department will cooperate with us to conduct an inspection."

Lao Chen and Xiazi were just about to get into the car when they were suddenly frightened by the situation in front of them. They stood behind Shangguan Sir and were at a loss. The other drivers on the Yihai Zhonggang vehicles also had a sudden change in their expressions and opened the doors one after another.

Gather in front of the checkpoint.

Further away, the police officers at the Mainland Checkpoint looked at each other back and forth with surprised expressions, and moved closer.

In just a few minutes, hundreds of drivers gathered in front of the checkpoint. The convoy was jammed, lights, loudspeakers, and smoke were flying in the sky. Sir Shangguan's eyes were ugly. He looked at Guan Zhilian in front of him, threw down his cigarette butt, and said something.

Shouted: "When did the anti-drug team become so powerful that they dared to shit on the Customs Department?"

"The Customs Department has already inspected Yihai Zhonggang's car. Does the anti-drug team still need to inspect it?"

More than 20 Customs Department police officers on duty stood behind Sir Shangguan one by one, their faces looking very ugly.

Oh shit,

Where did the Sangmen Star come from?

Dare you come to destroy the job of the Customs Department?

Guan Zhilian looked at the sudden change of situation in front of him, and the crowd of people in front of him, and suddenly realized that he had stung a hornet's nest, but the more excited the other party was, it meant...

"Check it out!"
Chapter completed!