On the Night When the Speaker Was Chosen, the Police Department Was Also Voting.

Only three minutes. It was 199X, the most powerful night in Hong Kong. Under the lights of Victoria Harbor. On the left, the police building is voting to elect the next police chief. On the right, Jordan Teahouse is voting for the next "talker" ** and the leader is sitting in the restaurant. Gu Ze, the youngest chief superintendent of O Ji, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses. He pressed the remote control in his hand. "Bang." There was a power outage across Hong Kong. Someone had replaced the police ballot box in the dark. Someone sent the club's leading stick in the dark. After the lights come on. Gu Ze was sitting in the Oji command room, looking at the gangster kneeling in front of him begging for mercy, and the new brother Ren outside the door who owed him a huge favor. He picked up the coffee and smiled lightly: "I agree, who is against it?" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.