Although he has not yet legitimately become the leader of the Tsim Sha Tsui anti-gang group.
But dealing with such conflicts between societies happened to be his job.
After Chen Jin confirmed it, he immediately ordered a team of people to go to Huo Qingsong's villa.
"Hey, hello, my name is Wen Le. This is my first time meeting you. Have you just been transferred to Tsim Sha Tsui?"
After getting in the car, Chen Jin's younger brother Wen Le looked at the policewoman in the car.
"Hello, I'm Situ Mulian, from the intelligence team. I received an order this time and came to help."
Situ Mulian's single eyelids look ordinary at first glance, but upon closer inspection, she is quite charming.
"My name is A-chan."
Chen Jin's other younger brother said, these two guys had some signs of being in heat when they saw a woman.
"Hello."
Situ Mulian is quite generous.
"Sir Chen, I think there is something wrong with the head teacher of this kindergarten."
After several people arrived at the door of Huo Qingsong's villa, they did not rush in, but began to patrol around the villa.
Many kidnappers who kidnap eucalyptus will find ways to keep an eye on the kidnapped family members. First, they are worried that the other party will call the police, and second, they can observe and direct the other party in real time to place the ransom.
During the interval of observation, Situ Mulian checked the information in the file.
This information was handed over by Huo Qingsong on his own initiative, covering the information of everyone around him.
Situ Mulian identified three suspects.
They are Huo Qingsong's third uncle, his uncle, and the head teacher of the kindergarten where his son goes to school.
More than 80% of the kidnappings are carried out by acquaintances, or are assisted by acquaintances.
Otherwise, it will be difficult to figure out the other party's behavior.
The police naturally base their inquiries on this idea.
The reason why I doubt the kindergarten teacher is because this kindergarten belongs to an aristocratic kindergarten and attaches great importance to the safety of students.
Especially when school is over, it is necessary to confirm the identity of the person picking up the child before letting the child leave.
This time Huo Qingsong's son was kidnapped after school.
"And it's a coincidence that this class teacher bought a ticket to leave Hong Kong the day after tomorrow. Is he preparing to run away in advance?"
Situ Mulian is worthy of being from the Intelligence Department. Within half an hour of arriving, he has already found out an important piece of information.
"Acan, Wenle, go and bring this head teacher over. Situ, let's go to the villa first."
After walking around for a few times and finding no monitors around, Chen Jin made a decision.
Several people came to the villa and entered the door. Situ Mulian first drew all the curtains in the room.
However, Chen Jin walked directly to Huo Qingsong and looked at him: "Mr. Huo, I am Inspector Chen Jin of the Tsim Sha Tsui Anti-Gangster Group. I will handle the case of your son's kidnapping."
"Hello."
Huo Qingsong also took a look at the policeman who was younger than himself.
"Hello, please all of you, please hand over your mobile phones."
Before Chen Jin and Huo Qingsong could continue their exchange, Situ Mulian clapped his hands and spoke to everyone in the room.
"Why? Are your agents here to check us out, or are you here to help?"
The speaker was Uncle Huo Qingsong. After hearing that Situ Mulian asked him to hand over his mobile phone, he was obviously a little nervous.
"Because according to our intelligence, eight of the ten kidnapping cases were carried out by acquaintances, so we must rule it out."
Situ Mulian didn't give them any face.
Several people in the room suddenly turned pale.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in checking your other problems. The task I received this time is to deal with the kidnapping. But if you are really dirty, I don't mind continuing to keep an eye on you."
Chen Jin saw that the atmosphere was a little tense, so he spoke out to help Situ Mulian.
"Everyone, help me."
When Huo Qingsong heard Chen Jin speak, he took the initiative to hand over his mobile phone and looked at the people around him.
You can know that he has 80 million in cash, and you can also know the whereabouts of his son.
Even if Situ Mulian didn't say anything, he still had doubts about his relatives.
That's why they didn't leave for the past few days, but waited together in the villa.
Situ Mulian answered Huo Qingsong's phone number and took out her mobile phone card.
"Hey, you don't have a backup phone, do you?"
When she handed the phone card to her assistant, she looked at Huo Qingsong playfully.
Huo Qingsong said nothing, just turned and walked aside.
Of course he had a backup phone, but it was naturally impossible to hand over the phone card.
"Guys, let's get started!"
Situ Mulian got the mobile phone cards of everyone present and handed them to her men.
Although several members of the Huo family handed over their phone cards, they all gathered together to discuss the matter.
The first person to speak was his uncle: "Qingsong, there's no point in calling the police. If these guys are good at what they do, they might take this opportunity to check our background."
The third uncle also quickly followed: "I'm afraid they are too busy arresting people to save your son."
Cousin Hao Zai also stepped forward to intervene: "Yeah, brother, what if those guys still refuse to vote after giving the money? Why don't we investigate it ourselves?"
After hearing what these people said, Huo Qingsong's wife had lost her mind and could only look at her man.
"Yes, most kidnappings are carried out by acquaintances, and 70% of these kidnappings are related to the kidnapped targets.
Because only they are more familiar with the specific situation of the target.
Precisely because both parties are familiar with each other, there is more than an 80% chance that the hostages will be killed.
What's more important is that 90% of the kidnapper's relatives will take the initiative to stay with the victim after the incident and offer help.
In fact, it’s about harmonizing the inside and the outside.”
Situ Mulian's words instantly changed the faces of everyone in the Huo family.
Huo Qingsong's relatives hurriedly explained, trying to prove their innocence.
Jingle Bell--
Chen Jin's phone suddenly rang.
"Hey, Jinzai, have you found any clues?"
The caller was Zhang Pin.
According to his work style, usually after giving orders to his subordinates, they would no longer care.
The reason for making this call this time was mainly because I got another key clue.
"We found that the head teacher of the kindergarten where Huo Qingsong's son attended was somewhat suspicious, and we are questioning her and investigating her interpersonal relationships."
Chen Jin deliberately hid in the room, avoiding other people, before answering Zhang Pin's question.
"Very good, I have a clue here. Three months ago, Huo Qingsong, an oil truck exploded not far from the pass, killing two strangers..."
Of course, these clues were not found by Zhang Pin, but given to him by Yang Jianhua.
After his son was kidnapped, Huo Qingsong was worried that Zhang Pin would not help, so he told Yang Jianhua.
Yang Jianhua has his own news channels and he actually got some news.
"This Xu Banshan is from the Mainland. His wife and son were the victims of the explosion. There is news that he has been to Hong Kong Island recently..."
Because time was running out, Yang Jianhua only investigated up to this point. The other party had already arranged for personnel to go to Xu Banshan's home to investigate.
"If you ask Huo Qingsong to tell you the address of their oil depot, whether the other party is the executor of the kidnapping or not, there is a high possibility that they will attack Huo Qingsong's oil depot."
After Zhang Pin finished his instructions, he hung up the phone decisively.
Ma Jun appeared in his office.
"Atou, are we going to rescue this Miyagi Taro?"
Zhang Pin thought for a while, but still felt that leaving Miyagi Taro's eucalyptus alone was a bit unreasonable.
After all, he is a foreign guest, and if he doesn't show any pretense, it will be too troublesome to argue with him.
So he directly gave the instructions to Ma Jun.
"Well, you should check first to see if the other party has really been kidnapped."
Zhang Pin did not express his position. Ma Jun was always straightforward in doing things, and he was actually very unfamiliar with this kind of kidnapping.
But this is exactly what Zhang Pin wants.
...
"Brother, this guy was shot. Do you want to deal with it? I'm afraid he won't be able to pay the ransom."
It was still the unfinished building, Tian Yangyi found that the bleeding on Miyagi Taro's body had not stopped.
The other party got into the car and tried to resist, but was shot.
"Put him flat."
Tianyangzhi on the side came up and prepared to give first aid to Miyagi Taro.
He first picked up a small piece of red brick and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Bite it yourself, otherwise if you bite your tongue in pain later and commit suicide, don't blame me for not reminding you."
Several other people took the initiative to hold down Miyagi Taro's limbs.
Tian Yangzhi then picked up the other two red bricks, placed them on the ground and rubbed them against each other.
After the red bricks were rubbed, a lot of powder fell off, and Tian Yangen collected the powder together.
Then she picked up a bottle of soy sauce she bought when she came back, poured it into the red brick powder, and mixed it into a sticky mass.
Then Tian Yangyi took out a sharp saber, pointed it at the wound on Miyagi Taro's abdomen and cut it.
"Woooooh——"
Miyagi Taro struggled in shock, obviously in great pain.
"Fuck, my hand was shaking and I cut off a section of my intestines."
There was an accident during first aid, and Tian Yangyi didn't pay much attention.
"The bullet may have entered the internal organs in the stomach, forget it, let's leave it at that."
After stabbing Miyagi Taro, Tian Yangyi realized that he might not be able to remove the bullet.
So he picked up the prepared lakes and poured them all on the opponent's wounds.
"Well--"
Miyagi Taro's eyes were round and his body was tense. He tried to struggle but couldn't, so he simply fainted.
Tian Yangen was so frightened that he quickly stretched out his hand to test the other person's breath.
"I can't breathe anymore, what should I do, brother?"
Tian Yangsheng, who was originally enjoying himself in a leisurely manner, suddenly froze on the spot.
He stepped forward quickly, and then he also tested it, and found that the other person's breath was almost disappearing.
"I'm sorry, brother."
Tian Yangyi lowered his head in embarrassment. He was the one who shot Miyagi Taro in the car, and he was the one who gave first aid just now.
"It's okay. Although there are no living ones, there are still some dead ones."
Of course Tian Yangsheng would not scold his younger brother.
Of course, the task will not be smooth sailing.
This kind of accident was something they didn't expect.
It seems that God has taken care of them. Ever since they decided to come to Hong Kong Island, their luck has been bad.
First, the letter of loyalty to contact them was shattered by the note.
Then the contact person actually came in as a spy.
Nowadays, kidnappings are happening again and things happen to the kidnapping targets.
Tian Yangsheng suddenly thought of Wei Jingda, who died a few days ago, and the other person advised him not to commit any crime.
But if they don't commit crimes, how can they survive?
Tian Yangsheng shook his head and then threw away these thoughts.
After thinking about it, he decided not to tell his employer about Miyagi Taro's death for the time being.
.....
"My people have found Xu Banshan. He is indeed investigating Huo Qingsong, but he is a police officer and knows what he should and shouldn't do. He did not kidnap Huo Qingsong's son.
On the contrary, he has a clue in his hand that you would never expect..."
Before evening, Yang Jianhua's second call came.
She gave Zhang Pin a key piece of information.
Xu Banshan was indeed investigating Huo Qingsong, but the other party wanted to investigate Huo Qingsong's criminal evidence.
While investigating the evidence of Huo Qingsong's crime, the other party discovered some interesting things.
After Zhang Pin obtained the information, he directly forwarded the information to Chen Jin.
"Mr. Huo, please give me the current location of your oil depot."
Chen Jin is asking about the location of Huo Qingsong's oil depot.
The oil depots of these red oil dealers are of course not real warehouses.
All red oil transported from the oil warehouse is stored in oil trucks.
Generally, they park the oil trucks equipped with oil depots in the suburbs, and then transfer them when the time comes for sales.
The parking lot where the oil trucks are parked is their temporary oil depot.
Huo Qingsong frowned immediately when he heard Chen Jin's words.
Although Zhang Pin said that it was safe for him to place the oil warehouse in Tsim Sha Tsui.
This policeman was also sent by Zhang Pin, but Huo Qingsong was still a little embarrassed when the location of the oil warehouse was directly exposed.
Since the last oil truck explosion, all their original red oil has been placed in a warehouse.
And because the insiders in the oil company require a deposit, the oil in the oil warehouse is Huo Qingsong's last capital.
If this batch of goods was no longer available, he would not be able to raise the money to buy more gas.
"More than three months ago, you were actually supposed to be the one doing the trading, but because your son had a cold, you asked your cousin to take your place.
Why, you don’t think that you really got caught by the customs accidentally, do you?”
When Chen Jin saw that Huo Qingsong didn't speak, he looked at him mockingly.
Huo Qingsong was stunned. Of course he understood what Chen Jin didn't say.
Since it wasn't an accident, then someone was targeting him.
And who would know that he was responsible for that transaction? Naturally, it was only his relatives.
"In a parking lot not far from the Yellowstone Pier..."
After only a moment of hesitation, Huo Qingsong told Chen Jin the location of the oil warehouse.
"Acan, Wenle, you lead a team over to take a look. Be careful and try not to open fire. The oil tank can easily explode."
Chen Jin immediately arranged for his men to go check it out.
"Qingsong, why don't I go with you? I can just lead them."
Just as the police were about to go to Huo Qingsong's oil warehouse, Uncle Huo Qingsong stood up.
As he spoke, he winked at Huo Qingsong.
Huo Qingsong was silent. After thinking about it for a while, he nodded and agreed.
He understood what his uncle meant. The oil in the oil warehouse was their last asset.
If the police conveniently confiscated all the oil during the investigation, then they would have no chance of turning over.
