An investor died and there was such a big fuss. Naturally, the police were nearby to monitor the situation.
Pushing aside the guard blocking the door, several people entered the venue. Zhang Pinzhan took a glance and saw that there were six killer agents in total, but he did not follow them.
"I'm sorry everyone, this is a search order. Please take out your passports and show them to us. Both men and women will be searched."
He Wenzhan stepped forward, looked at the other party's computer, and spoke at the same time.
"We suspect that there are international criminals in the building, so we won't delay you too much. Please cooperate with the police."
But obviously, if these guys dare to hold a meeting here blatantly, they will naturally leave nothing behind.
"There are no international criminals, but there are two barristers."
The host of the meeting had long hair and an arrogant look on his face.
"Can you guarantee that everyone here is innocent?"
He Wenzhan turned around, put his hands on the table, and faced the long-haired man.
"Everything we discussed in today's meeting is legal. If you, the police, need it, I can ask the secretary to copy a copy of the meeting minutes for you after the meeting."
Having said that, He Wenzhan naturally knew that there was nothing he could find.
"How old are you? Why do you still have a child ticket on you?"
The police who searched him happened to find Xiao Fu.
"He just likes to collect children's tickets."
The short, fat man next to me interrupted.
"Why do you have so many copper coins on you?"
"He likes to collect coins."
"Then how do you explain this knife?"
"No, sir, this knife is so short, and you see the forks are just for eating."
The fat man kept chattering, and the police officer couldn't continue questioning him.
He Wenzhan stepped forward and stared at Xiao Fu for a while, then stopped the police officer from continuing to ask questions and led the team out of the conference room.
"Sir, what should I do?"
The police officer who had previously obtained the search warrant asked.
"If they want to die themselves, then let them do whatever they want."
He Wenzhan didn't look back, then went outside and saw Zhang Pin standing at the elevator entrance looking down.
"I really haven't gained anything yet. What are you looking at?"
Before going in to search, Zhang Pin said that there would be nothing to gain, but there was no way, the police had to follow procedures.
"I just saw Tsukamoto's grandson leading a team. He seems to have also participated in this revenge fund."
Because he was standing at the door without going in, he happened to meet him.
"I have news here. In the early days of Tsukamoto's investment in Hong Kong, an old man posted a reward in the newspaper for the killer."
Zhang Pin deliberately told the news in front of He Wenzhan. He Wenzhan paused, paused, and then turned around.
"Oh, where did this news come from? It's not reliable."
"I like reading newspapers. I'll look for it when I go back. I can't remember which newspaper it is."
Hearing his answer, He Wenzhan breathed a sigh of relief, but did not doubt him. The two of them patrolled the same block before, and he did see Zhang Pin often sitting at the newsstand.
The news was too vague, so it took me several days and countless old newspapers to find this clue.
"The person who sent the message was Uncle Liang. His children were killed by the Japanese when they invaded Hong Kong. It was he who sent the message to find the killer."
The efficiency of the police is not low, but after finding out this news, everyone has little motivation.
"What are you thinking about? Let's go to Uncle Liang's residence first."
The group of people went to Uncle Liang's residence, but failed.
"Uncle Liang, I haven't seen him back for almost two weeks."
One of the concerned neighbors responded to police.
Several people were preparing to retreat when suddenly a call from the main station came over the phone.
"A gunfight broke out in Kowloon Park, and some people were injured. Police officers nearby are requested to provide support as soon as possible!"
The notifications came continuously, and it was obviously a very urgent situation. Uncle Liang's residence happened to be just across the road from the park.
Zhang Pin took the lead. When he came down the stairs and came to the road, he saw Xiao Fu fighting with a man in a military coat.
"Police! Put down your weapons!"
Hearing his voice, both Xiao Fu and the man with the gun became anxious. The other party even gave up fighting Xiao Fu and wanted to point the gun at him instead.
When Zhang Pin was shouting, he was already trying his best to aim at the man. Although his lv3 shooting skills were not top-notch, they were within a distance of less than ten meters and had sufficient aiming time.
Bang! Bang!
He shot twice in succession, both of which hit the opponent's head. The man fell to the ground on the spot, and the gun in his hand dropped. It slid to the side of the short, fat man, and the opponent subconsciously picked it up.
"Put the gun down!"
Zhang Pin continued to turn the muzzle of the gun, frightening the other party to kneel on the ground and let go of the hand holding the gun.
At this time, Xiao Fu also raised his hands, squatted down slowly, and looked at the hit man with an unknown expression on his face. He knew this guy, and they had lived in the same house for several months.
Xiao Fu and the pudgy man were taken to the police station for questioning.
"What is your name?"
"Little Rich"
"Xiao Fu, there is someone with this name."
Zhang Pin picked up the ID card on the table and found that it was really the name on it.
"Gui Lao doesn't understand Chinese. Anyone who comes to Hong Kong can register by themselves."
He Wenzhan said casually that he was a little confused as to why Zhang Pin wanted to ask the other party in person.
"Xiao Fu, I can bear it. E Lao is also the name on the ID card?"
"Where, where, police officer, E Lao is the honorific name for friends on the road. My name is Han Chen."
The short, fat man had a smile on his face, but he was obviously a bit of a loser.
"Han Chen, if you don't live in Tsim Sha Tsui, why are you here in West Kowloon?"
Hearing the other party's name, Zhang Pin asked subconsciously.
"Ah, officer, the water in Tsim Sha Tsui is too deep. Where can a little kid like me dare to go?"
The short, fat man obviously didn't understand his question. He wanted to go to Tsim Sha Tsui, but Tsim Sha Tsui was the territory of the Ni family.
Zhang Pin was silent for a moment and did not continue to speak. The name Han Chen impressed him deeply, but he really couldn't combine that sinister and majestic leader with this little gangster.
"Sir, someone is here to bail him out."
Before they finished asking, the door of the interrogation room was pushed open, and the clerk reminded the two of them.
Then, a tall girl walked in with a man in a suit.
"The King's Preparatory Lawyer, my daughter."
Han Chen, a short and fat man, became arrogant and obviously very proud of his daughter.
"What's going on this time?"
Gao Mei obviously knew this father's temperament very well and seemed very impatient.
"It's none of my business."
Han Chen didn't have the character of a gangster in front of his daughter, and seemed cautious.
"It's really your daughter. You weren't a sailor when you were young, were you?"
The little rich guy on the side couldn't help but talk a lot. He didn't understand what running a boat meant, but after coming to Hong Kong Island, he found that as long as others saw that the father didn't look like the child, they would say that the other person's occupation was running a boat.
Zhang Pin asked her first, and he also rescued people, so he was released before Han Chen.
"Why, can't my daughter be taller than me?"
Han Chen looked furious, but the expressions of everyone present clearly suggested that he was a sailor when he was young.