Three days later.

The plane landed at HK International Airport, and Lin Yue walked out with the crowd carrying a shoulder bag.

In front of the airport pick-up gate, there were many people holding signs to welcome foreign visitors. A woman wearing a brown trench coat, sunglasses, and short ear-length hair stood in the crowd with empty hands. Her appearance was a bit eye-catching.

He Weilan, the female inspector who presides over Li Wen's trial in the movie, acts decisively and neatly, like a tomboy, and is also Director He's daughter.

(I think there may be a translation error here. I don’t remember that there is a bureau-level unit under the police force. When it comes to bureaus, the Security Bureau in the 13th Bureau of HK Division 3 is obviously the superior agency of the police force. He Weilan’s father

The police rank is Deputy Commissioner of Police, which is very high, but to take care of the movie audience, let’s use the title Director He.)

Lin Yue walked to the airport and stopped, looking left and right, pretending not to know what to do.

At this moment, someone patted him from behind.

"Mr. Lin?"

Lin Yue pushed up his myopia glasses, looked back at He Weilan, pretending to be surprised and said, "Who are you?"

Wearing a black suit, a white shirt, a striped tie, black-rimmed glasses, and her hair parted to the left temple, the moment Lin Yue turned around, she vaguely saw a person who haunted her in her midnight dreams.

"Miss?"

"Oh, hello, I'm He Weilan."

She quickly gathered her emotions and stretched out her right hand: "Officer Lin, welcome to HK."

"Hello." Lin Yue stretched out his hand and shook hers: "I believe Madam already knows the purpose of my coming to Hong Kong."

"I know." He Weilan waved towards the exit: "Let's talk after we leave here."

"good."

Lin Yue nodded, followed her out of the airport, and got into a Mercedes-Benz.

He Weilan was driving, and Lin Yue was sitting in the back. On the way, he noticed that she was looking at herself in the rearview mirror several times.

"If I remember correctly, Mr. Lin's ancestral home is Guangdong, right?"

"Yes, my ancestral home is Zengcheng, Guangdong."

"Then you must speak Cantonese?"

"A little bit."

He Weilan casually said something in Cantonese to him and asked him whether he should go back to the hotel to rest first or go to the headquarters immediately.

Lin Yue told her in Cantonese to go to the headquarters.

He Weilan looked back at him: "What's wrong with this? If I didn't know your identity, I would have thought you were a native of Hong Kong."

Lin Yuexin said that after twenty years of "Chasing the Dragon" and two years of "The Overheard", if I can't learn Cantonese anymore, haven't my twenty-two years been in vain?

Seeing that he just smiled, He Weilan turned around and said: "Seeing you, I suddenly thought of someone."

"Who?" Lin Yue asked.

She shook her head and didn't answer.

Of course Lin Yue knew who the person she was talking about was. Others might not know about her relationship with Li Yongzhe. How could he not know? He dressed like this just to stimulate her emotionally, influence her, and to be here for himself.

actions are facilitated.

After all, she is the daughter of Director He and the person in charge of the "painter" case.

…

After a while, the car arrived at Arsenal Street.

The two came out of the parking lot and took the elevator to the fifth floor of Building B.

He Weilan took him into an office on the left.

There were three plainclothes policemen in the room, immersed in work behind a pile of documents. There were many photos posted on the east wall, including those of Li Wen, "Ruan Wen", Hua Nu, Uncle Xin, Bo Zai and Si Zai.

Red lines connect their pictures with personal information and the Canadian highway robbery case, the destruction of the Marin guerrillas in the Golden Triangle, the Tuen Mun dyeing factory arson case, the Tsim Sha Tsui hotel murder case, the Peninsula Hotel police attack case, and the yacht bombing in the southern waters.

There are many fragmented notes in the case area, recording some noteworthy details.

The whole board looks a bit messy.

"This is Police Officer Lin Yuelin from Canada." He Weilan introduced Lin Yue as soon as he entered the door: "I came to Hong Kong this time to confirm the detailed process of the 'painter' case. Please cooperate with me."

The three police officers stood up from behind their desks, smiled and nodded to him.

Boom, boom, boom.

There was a dull knock on the door from behind.

"Dad." He Weilan's voice sounded behind Lin Yue.

"Has the person been brought back?"

"Bring it back."

When Lin Yue turned around, Director He happened to look over, and their eyes met in mid-air.

"you……"

Director He frowned, with something intriguing in his eyes.

"Dad, he is Officer Lin Yuelin sent by the Canadian police to confirm the details of the 'painter' case."

Cough~

Director He coughed lightly, leaned close to his daughter's side face, and whispered: "Daughter, you didn't take away the lighter this time."

He Weilan glanced sideways at him.

Cough~

Director He coughed again to cover up his embarrassment.

Lin Yue couldn't help but smile, Director He was not as powerful as his daughter.

"Okay, since Wei Lan has already made the introduction, I won't repeat it again." Director He patted Lin Yue on the shoulder: "If you have any special needs, come to me upstairs."

"Okay, Director He."

After Director He finished speaking, he left with his hands behind his back.

He Weilan opened the filing cabinet, took out the organized folders, stacked them together and moved them to the desk closest to Lin Yue.

"If I had known earlier, I would have gone to the hotel first."

The stack of relevant documents is more than two feet high, and it would take an ordinary person a long time to read through them.

He Weilan patted the folder and said: "This is information related to the 'Painter' case, including member composition, basic personal information, itinerary reports, interrogation records, etc. Knowing that you were coming, I had already asked someone to sort it out in advance."

"Thanks, madam."

"You're welcome." He Weilan said and walked outside: "By the way, the tapes have been prepared in the interrogation room. I'm in a hurry to pick you up at the airport, but I haven't picked them up yet."

Lin Yue didn't say anything. He picked up the folders in front of him and unfolded them one by one on the table.

He read quickly, flipping through the contents of the folder on the left and then looking at the contents of the folder on the right, looking thoughtful from time to time.

Two men and one woman standing behind the desk opposite pointed at him and discussed in low voices.

At first, he was said to be like the counterfeit banknote expert sent by Canada last time. Next, he was said to be a workaholic. He would come to the headquarters to check the case information as soon as he got off the plane. This was very similar to He Weilan. Later, when he saw the speed at which he turned over the case files, what happened?

It's like browsing. It's just like flipping through books randomly. However, judging from the subtle changes in eyesight and the expression on his face when he is deep in thought, it seems that he is working very hard.

The three of them felt that their brains were a bit lacking.

Compared to Lin Yue, their brains are indeed not enough. The super memory provided by [Photographic Memory LV2], the increase in brainpower brought by a little more energy, and the familiar movie plots all help him quickly defeat the HK police.

First-hand information available.

After a while, He Weilan came over with audio tapes and playback equipment, looked at the folders lined up on the desk, and then looked at the three subordinates who had very unnatural expressions on their faces.

"What's wrong?"

The three people came to their senses and quickly sat back in their seats to continue working.

Lin Yue threw the case information about Uncle Xin's family of five who were murdered in Macau back on the table, pulled up the chair next to him and sat down: "Give me Li Wen's confession."

"oh."

He Weilan inserted the tape into the player and pressed the play button. After finishing it, she noticed an anomaly. It seemed that... Lin Yue used a commanding tone, but she actually followed it subconsciously.

What happened to his humble and kind side just now? What happened to his amazing aura when he was focused?

Which one is the real him?

Woman: "They said that as long as you tell me about the painter, you can leave."

Click, click, click (the sound of a lighter flipping over.)

Man: "You know if I tell you, both of us will be in danger."

Woman: "Oh, then you should know that there is no danger now that I'm gone, right?"

The sound of high heels hitting the ground.

Woman: "If you don't tell me, then I'll leave."

Man: "Why is that?"

Woman: "Why? The person I love most was killed by the painter. I have the right to know."

Man: "You have the right."

"..."

The conversation between Li Wen and the fake Ruan Wen came from the loudspeaker, and then the story started in Vancouver. Just like in the movie, there were scenes of Li Wen and Ruan Wen living in Vancouver, and there was a girlfriend whose painting was famous

The scene where the art dealer values ​​​​but his own painting is defined as rubbish includes the artist's flamboyant appearance, the excitement of being recognized for his talent, the struggle to join the counterfeit banknote group, and the fear of holding a gun for the first time...

After more than half an hour, the tape finished playing.

Lin Yue tapped his forehead with his finger and closed his eyes to think for a while. He walked to his desk, slapped his hand on the folders stacked in the corner, and said something that made everyone in the case analysis room frown.
Chapter completed!