Chapter 1075 1073 [White Bread Held Hostage by Justice! 】

"Damn! These damn public opinion!"

Colonel Phillips frantically tore up the newspaper!

Seeing it from the side, his wife said, "Dear Philip, you must avenge my brother! You must make that damn Chinese pay with blood!"

"Of course, they want to use this method of slandering reputation to control public opinion, but unfortunately they are wrong! This is Hong Kong, a colony of our British Empire, and even the governor of Hong Kong is British, let alone this trial!" Philip His eyes were ruthless, "Even if what is written in the newspaper is true? It's just a few lowly Dan family girls, what qualifications do they have to fight for status?"

"You're right, dear Philip! You must give these damned guys a little color!" The wife cried, urging her husband to deal with Ding Yongqiang and others ruthlessly.

"But... I heard that there is someone backing that damned Chinese, and that person is a member of the Hong Kong Legislative Council..." the wife wiped her tears and reminded her husband.

Philip narrowed his eyes: "Do you think I don't know? I know that person too! The famous Hong Kong legislator Shi Zhijian! Even a quasi-baron!"

"Then what should we do? Can we beat him?"

"With us alone, I'm afraid it will be difficult, but it will be different if someone supports us!"

"You mean... Sir Bailiqu?"

"Who else is there besides him?" Philip showed a trace of recklessness on his face, "This old guy was rumored to support me, but now the public opinion is bombarding us, but he hasn't even made a move. It seems that I want to personally Go talk to him!"

After finishing speaking, Philip greeted the people around him: "Adjutant!"

"exist!"

"Prepare the car, I'm going to Happy Valley!"

...

Wan Chai, Hong Kong, Happy Valley.

As the most famous place of feasting and feasting in Hong Kong, besides the racetrack, there are all kinds of big hotels.

After many horse races win, they like to hold a celebration banquet at the nearest hotel in Happy Valley, and the members of the Jockey Club are either rich or expensive, so over time, Happy Valley has become a veritable Vanity Fair.

Today is a very happy day for Sir Bailiqu, because his old horse "Zorro" has entered the semi-finals of this season's horse racing.

Colonel Philip, with his adjutant and others, drove a green jeep that only the army had, with a military license plate, roaring all the way to Happy Valley.

Arrived at the destination soon, stopped the car, Philip jumped out of the jeep, biting a cigar, carrying the gift box with his adjutant, and surrounded by two other guards, Philip swaggered towards the nearby "Lido Hotel" .

Red banners hung outside the Lido Hotel to celebrate the promotion of Sir Emma Zorro, a member of the Hong Kong Jockey Club.

On the side of the gate of the Lido Hotel, a black horse wearing a black top hat and "Zorro" blindfolds on his eyes stood quietly beside the knight, accepting praise from all kinds of people, while the young middle-aged The half-British jockey bowed from time to time to thank Zorro for his compliments.

As the big hosts of today's wedding banquet, Sir Bailiqu and his adoptive daughter Bailibing greeted and congratulated the guests.

Philip bit his cigar, led the troops, and rushed in according to the domineering behavior of the army.

The security guard at the gate saw him and hurried forward to stop him: "Excuse me, sir! Do you have an invitation letter?"

Philip did not even look at him.

"Go away!" Philip's two close men directly pushed the security guard away!

The commotion at the door alarmed Bailiqu, who was receiving guests with a smile.

Bailiqu's eyes collided with Philip.

Philip came straight up to him.

Bailiqu said to his adoptive daughter Bailibing: "You can treat me here, I have a guest!"

Baili Bing also saw the domineering Philip, "Okay, Father!"

Under the surprised gazes of other guests, Bailiqu greeted Philip and shook hands with him, "I have something to discuss inside!"

"Good!" Philip exhaled a mouthful of smoke.

Bailiqu turned around and took Philip to the VIP room.

Only then did the guests start to discuss: "Who is that person? How big is he?"

"It seems to be the legendary murderer Philip!"

"It's him?"

Everyone was stunned again, recently this Philip has made Xiangjiang very restless!

For a while, everyone speculated why Philip wanted Sir Bailiqu?

Inside the VIP room.

Bailiqu pointed to the sofa and invited Philip to sit down.

But Philip said to the adjutant: "Hurry up and give the gift I brought to my lord!"

The adjutant hastily stepped forward, presented the gift box he had brought, and said, "This is a little bit of kindness from our colonel, I hope you can accept it!"

Bailiqu nodded, not even looking at the golden horse made of pure gold in the transparent glass box, but said to Philip: "If you want to, please sit down!"

Philip sat down on the sofa opposite Bailiqu, took a deep puff on his cigar, exhaled the smoke and said, "My lord, you must already know why I'm here!"

Bailiqu nodded, reached out and took out a cigar from under the coffee table, skillfully cut off the cap of the cigar, and bit it on his mouth.

The corners of Philip's eyes twitched, but he did not move.

Standing behind him, the adjutant stepped forward and took out a lighter to light a cigarette for Bailiqu. Bailiqu shook his head and said, "No, I'm not used to the smell of gas!" The match, pricking and striking, slowly roasted the cigar.

Philip smiled, and fanned his nose with his hand while holding a cigar, "Actually, I'm not used to the smell of matches either!"

"Really?" Bailiqu lit his cigar and glanced up at him, "Sometimes when you ask someone to do something, even if you are not used to it, you shouldn't tell it. It would be very rude!"

"It seems that you, Sir, are the one who offered to help you, instead of me begging you!" Philip said with a strong tone.

"Sure enough, it's a soldier's style!" Bailiqu was not angry, but admired, "But with your style, you can't beat those Chinese! The Chinese are very cunning, and they are very united in times of trouble!"

"That's why I came here to ask for a promise—how can you help me?" Philip stared at Bailiqu.

Bailiqu smiled: "Actually, I only want to help you, not because you represent justice. On the contrary, I have seen the whole case. Your brother-in-law Bill was killed by the other party when he was about to shoot! Two companions abused women in the street, based on this alone, if I were the judge and sentenced the other party to kill in self-defense, it would be serious, and I might even award a bravery medal!"

"Are you mocking me?" Philip said angrily. "Of course I know who Bill is! But now he's dead! A British soldier is dead! He didn't die on the battlefield, nor did he die fighting the enemy." Instead, he died in the hands of a damn Inspector Hua! Based on this alone, I will make him pay with blood!"

Bailiqu looked at the ashen-faced Philip, nodded, then stood up from the sofa, biting a cigar, and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room. Through the bright glass windows, you could see the entire Happy Valley racetrack opposite.

Looking at everything outside, Bailiqu felt like the world was in his hands.

"Don't worry, Bill's blood will not be shed in vain!" Bailiqu said eloquently, "This time I will not only make that damn Chinese inspector pay for his blood, but also bring down the Chinese forces behind him!"

"You're talking about the one named Shi Zhijian?" Philip stood up and asked.

Bailiqu played with his cigar and nodded, "It's him! Otherwise, who do you think those women's federations can be driven by? And how dare those newspapers and magazines report your scandal so brazenly?"

After a pause, Bailiqu said with gritted teeth: "To be honest, that Shi Zhijian is a shit-stirring stick, always messing up everything! It was like this before, and it's still like this now!"

Philip heard from Bailiqu's tone that the other party hated Shi Zhijian deeply, as if he had caught something, he hurriedly said, "How do you want me to help you?"

"Simple, I heard that Shi Zhijian is working with your British Army Garrison in Hong Kong to smuggle arms." Bailiqu looked at Philip and said. "If some evidence can be found, then we can crucify him!"

"This...is a bit difficult!" Philip stretched out his hand and loosened the collar of his shirt and said, "This matter involves too many people, basically all the three armies of Shanghai, Army and Air Force are involved. If such a big fuss is made to crucify him Hurry up, I don't need to be in the army anymore!"

"I didn't ask you to do it directly! Many things can be done step by step, or in private!"

"Privately?"

"That's right! You collect evidence, and I'll do the rest!" Bailiqu turned around with a smile and patted Philip on the shoulder, "I'm in charge of the judiciary, and I like to punish evil and promote good! If Shi Zhijian smuggled arms and I caught him , then he has only a dead end! He’s on the street, what do you think Ding Yongqiang can do?” Bailiqu looked at Philip, and asked with a smile, like an elder who was testing a young man.

Philip thought for a moment: "Then what can I get?"

Bailiqu nodded appreciatively: "That's a good question! Everything has a price! If you help me pull Shi Zhijian down, first of all, I can guarantee that I will speak good words for you in London and let you The army will be promoted! Secondly——are you here for your brother-in-law’s case this time? I can tell you very clearly that the presiding judge He Zhiyi is my disciple! Eight of the other twelve jurors are British People! Tell me, with this scale, can you help your brother-in-law pay off your blood debts?"

Hong Kong follows the laws of the British Empire, and has always followed the jury system. After many years, the combination of the justice and the jury can directly influence the final judgment of a case!

Philip was stunned, and he gritted his teeth for a long time before saying: "Okay! I will cooperate with you!"

"Hehe, very good!" Bailiqu exhaled slowly and praised with a smile.

...

When Philip went to meet Sir Bailiqu, Shi Zhijian had brought Hu Juncai and Liang Youcai, who were familiar with the law, to invite He Zhiyi, the presiding judge of the case, to have dinner at the "Deep Sea Fishing Port" in Deep Water Bay.

He Zhiyi is fifty-four years old, a British ghost, with a big nose and green eyes. Although he did not graduate from an orthodox law school, he managed to pass the judicial examination of the British Empire with his strong self-study ability, and then came to Hong Kong to work as a civil servant in the government department since he was a child. From the beginning, relying on his super personal ability and the care of his mentor Bailiqu, he passed all the way, and finally sat on the throne of the presiding judge from the civil affairs lawyer in the government department.

After serving as the presiding judge, He Zhiyi tried three major cases in one go, namely the "Standard Chartered Bank Robbery Case", "Millionaire Kidnapping Case", and "Nathan Road Murder Case".

Relying on these cases, He Zhiyi enforced the law impartially and won the praise of Hong Kong people, known as the rare "white bread and blue sky" among ghosts.

As the host, Shi Zhijian arrived at the Deep Sea Fishing Port one step ahead of time, and the ghost He Zhiyi arrived almost ten minutes later.

Through the glass window of the hotel, Shi Zhijian saw He Zhiyi get off a Mercedes-Benz at a glance, hand over the car keys to the parking boy, and then walk into the hotel lobby.

Shi Zhijian got up to greet him, and Hu Juncai and Liang Youcai hurriedly stood up to meet the legendary judicial boss.

After seeing Shi Zhijian, He Zhiyi smiled and stepped forward.

Shi Zhijian shook hands with him and said: "He Sheng, I have long wanted to have dinner with you, but I just don't have time, I have free time today, thank you for your kindness."

Shi Zhijian's smile was very sincere, and his voice was hearty. He Zhiyi and Shi Zhijian held hands together, and they were also full of smiles: "I have heard of Mr. Shi's name for a long time, and when I saw him today, he is indeed extraordinary! The most rare thing is that he is so young!"

After the two of them finished their courtesies, He Zhiyi looked at Hu Juncai and Liang Youcai, "These two are——"

Shi Zhijian helped to introduce: "They are my personal lawyers, Hu Juncai! Liang Youcai!"

"Oh, I've seen you for a long time! I heard that there are two elites in the legal field next to Shi Sheng. They must be these two friends!"

What is He Zhiyi's identity and status, to receive such praise from him, immediately Hu Juncai and Liang Youcai were so beautiful that they almost stuttered when they spoke——

"Don't dare! Don't dare!"

"Absurd praise! Awful praise!"

After a few people sat down and chatted for a while, Shi Zhijian opened his mouth and turned to the main topic. He Zhiyi could go around in circles, but Shi Zhijian didn't dare to delay the time now. Seeing that Ding Yongqiang's trial would start tomorrow, he had to buy time before that.

"He Sheng, in fact, I have no other intention to invite you to dinner this time. I just hope that you can uphold justice and be impartial in the trial tomorrow!" Shi Zhijian picked up a boiled shrimp with his chopsticks and smiled at He Zhiyi : "That's all, nothing else!"

He Zhiyi's face, which was still full of smiles, suddenly became cold because of this sentence: "Mr. Shi, what do you mean by this? You mean that I am afraid that I will bend the law for personal gain!"

Seeing the stern He Zhiyi who changed his face, Shi Zhijian was not surprised at all, while stretching out his hand to peel off the shrimp skin, he continued: "I have never said that, nor have I ever thought that way! But He Sheng, you are worrying too much." !" After finishing speaking, he gently put the peeled and tender boiled shrimp on He Zhiyi's dinner plate, took out a paper towel and wiped his hands, raised his head and said, "Your Excellency claims to have white bread and blue sky, I just don't want your good reputation to be damaged !"