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Chapter 21: Money Laundering in the South

In the past few days, due to the pain of losing her son, Bao Yumei's anger has increased, and her thick phlegm is yellow with green in it, which is extremely disgusting. The police officer from the Narcotics Division sealed his eyes with her mouthful of phlegm. He couldn't stand the nausea, and his whole body was shaking with anger, so he went straight to the hospital.

Run to the bathroom.

The Huo Lianhe couple continued to fight each other. When the 110 police saw that it was not a problem, they had to use police equipment to handcuff both of them and push them into a police car. However, there were no appropriate laws and policies to deal with this kind of conflict between husband and wife. After educating them, they could only

Let him go.

The two of them returned to their home on Tiezha Street, entered the house, closed the door, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huo Lianhe, you really dare to hit me so hard." Bao Yumei said angrily. The five finger marks on her face were very clear and slightly raised, which was very eye-catching.

"If I don't be ruthless, they will have to be suspicious. If I hadn't been clever, I would have betrayed them this time." Huo Lianhe wiped the blood on his face and body with iodine and said proudly.

"Wise, your grandma's head was stunned for two or three seconds before she came back to her senses. I'm even worried for you." Bao Yumei curled her lips with disdain on her face.

Huo Lianhe was anxious: "Hey, do you understand? This is called acting, don't you know? People's limbs will stiffen for a short time after being stimulated. I can only perform so well. I can make a middle-aged man know that he is wearing

Decades of cuckold anger and grievance are vividly and shockingly performed.”

"Come on, you are still alive at your level, but you will never be able to learn from my quick wit in eight lifetimes."

The two quarreled for a while and finally thought of business.

"Old Huo, where do you think this damn brat Huo Lei is hiding?"

"Our son's IQ and physique are as good as mine. I guess he will have gone abroad by now."

"Shit, it's up to you, it's up to me! Oh, by the way, are you telling me that they are hiding this from us, because they are afraid that if we don't speak strictly enough, the truth will be revealed or something."

"Yes, go and ask Dadong."

Liu Handong was not there for the time being, but Huo Ying was. The couple called their daughter in for three interrogations. Huo Ying was forced to say anxiously: "Mom and Dad, please stop asking, okay? I can't say."

The couple looked at each other and nodded in unison, understanding that Huo Lei was definitely still alive.

Now that it is confirmed that his son is alive, he must do everything possible to protect him.

"The funeral must be grand and special, the grander the better." Huo Lianhe showed the courage of the head of the household and made the final decision. Bao Yumei not only did not object, but also strongly supported it, "Let's do it, take out my coffin book, it's too much."

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After Cai Husheng heard the report from his subordinates, he also had a headache. No one could do anything about such a strange couple in the stall. Such shrews and unruly people were extremely difficult to deal with. If they were pushed into a hurry, they would petition to complain if they had nothing to do.

Like Tang, they have been entangled for years. Cai Husheng is a person with a bright future and cannot afford to be serious with them.

However, Cai Husheng did not intend to give up. He thought that he was very intelligent and decided to investigate the case personally. Since Bao Yumei's DNA could not be extracted, why not extract the sample left by Huo Lei.

Huolei's address has been under police surveillance. As a provincial leader, Cai Husheng naturally had access to this information. He changed into casual clothes and took a few of his men to the rental house where Huolei once lived. The door was tightly closed.

The lock was inaccessible. Director Cai did not break the door and break the lock. Instead, he called the local police station and asked them to find the landlord and get the key to open the door.

After struggling for more than two hours, the door finally opened. Cai Husheng put on his white gloves in a serious manner, entered and looked around, wandering around the bedroom, living room, and kitchen, but found nothing. Huo Lei seemed to just regard this place as a hotel, except

The quilt spread out on the bed left almost no trace of life.

Cai Husheng thought for a while, entered the bathroom, found a comb from the sink, and couldn't help but smile: "You can't find it without wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it."

There were a few hairs tangled on the comb, probably left by Huo Lei.

The hair was sent to the Forensic Identification Center for testing. A few days later, the results were obtained, which were completely consistent with the DNA of the corpse, confirming that the deceased was indeed Huo Lei. Cai Husheng was satisfied, and the matter was quickly forgotten.



Huo Lei's funeral was held, but the ashes were not buried in the cemetery, but were sprinkled into the Huaijiang River. In the words of Huo Lianhe, his son was loyal to the country, and his life belonged to this hot land, so let him sleep in the Huaijiang River.

The words were touching, but Liu Handong knew in his heart that the old couple were very good at acting, and it was absolutely impossible to spend tens of thousands of dollars to buy a tomb to bury a stranger who was beyond their reach.

Li Feng died, Zhan Ziyu ran away, the Hei brothers ceased operations, and the famous Black Forest Nightclub was closed for a long time for rectification. Everything seemed to be calm, but there seemed to be a turbulent undercurrent hidden under this calm.

Liu Handong drove away from Omi late one night, accompanied by Kan Wanlin, who had returned from injury. The two of them drove a borrowed Audi A6 on the highway heading south. The others took a plane to go ahead, and the two teams met in Shenzhen.

, jointly handle money laundering matters.

The old ghost contacted an underground bank in Hong Kong through a friend, but the other party asked for the transaction to be conducted in Shenzhen. After weighing the pros and cons, Liu Handong agreed and personally took the money south to Shenzhen. This time it was to do business with the Hong Kong underworld. Thinking of those Hong Kong movies he watched as a boy,

Liu Handong felt a little excited in his heart, feeling that he had reached a higher level, upgraded from Omi's eldest brother to an international boss.

Shenzhen, the Four Seasons Hotel located on Fuhua 3rd Road, Futian District, welcomed two guests, a man and a woman. The man was handsome and the woman was pretty. She opened her wallet and found a gold card and a platinum card. The ID card information showed that she was from Taiyuan, Shanxi.

The check-in staff was well-informed and immediately judged that this man was the son of a Shanxi coal boss.

In fact, the so-called coal boss is pretended to be Liu Handong, and the woman next to him is She Xiaoqing. Assistant She looks very nervous, but actually has a delicate mind. Old men tend to get confused when settling accounts, so they must bring a shrewd and smart girl with them.

It can serve as a cover for identity.

The Four Seasons Hotel was Liu Handong's choice. There were so many five-star hotels in Shenzhen, but he liked the Four Seasons. He couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Xin Xiaowan's shadow still lingered?

Liu Handong and She Xiaoqing entered the room, took out their laptops and went online to make preparations. Previously, they had obtained more than 20 fake ID cards and opened 50 accounts in different banks to receive RMB remittances converted from Euros.

She Xiaoqing, a former assistant, is responsible for the meticulous and trivial work.

An hour later, an inconspicuous Odyssey MPV drove into the hotel porch. Two people got out of the car, well-dressed in suits and leather shoes. They carried computer bags in their hands and went directly to the floor where Liu Handong lived. The spacious corridor was empty, and there was no one in the leather shoes.

Without making any sound when they stepped on the carpet, Huang Zhandong and Lin Xiaowu came to the door and rang the doorbell.

It was She Xiaoqing who opened the door. She politely led the two guests into the room. This was a suite with separate bedrooms and living rooms. Liu Handong and Lao Gui sat on the sofa and stood up to say hello.

The moment he walked in, Lin Xiaowu recognized Liu Handong. This guy was the anti-narcotics police officer who chased him in Omi a few years ago! His nerves suddenly became tense, and his right hand quickly reached behind his waist to draw his gun.

Liu Handong also recognized Huang Zhandong and Lin Xiaowu. He had seen these two people in the video recorded by Li Sirui, but he did not expect that drug dealers could turn to underground banks. Lin Xiaowu drew his gun, and he also drew his gun, and his movements were faster, with lightning

Between the flints, the two men pointed their pistols at each other's heads.

Huang Zhandong was confused. What was going on? This transaction was introduced by a trustworthy friend. Why did he draw a gun when he met Xiao Lin?

Lin Xiaowu put his finger on the trigger and said word by word: "You are the police!"

Liu Handong said: "You are a drug dealer!"

The old ghost also watched the video and realized that these two people were the Hong Kong buyers who were dealing with Li Feng. He quickly smoothed things over: "Calm down, don't be anxious, listen to me and explain slowly."

Huang Zhandong was still in the mood to listen to his explanation. Taking advantage of the confrontation between Lin Xiaowu and Liu Handong, he turned around and rushed out of the door. As soon as he walked out, a gun was put on his head. Xiao Cui came in from the outside with a sullen face.

Now it's a two-on-one situation, and Huang Zhandong has to listen even if he doesn't want to.

"Huang Sheng, we are not the police. If we were the police, we would have arrested you a long time ago. Liu Sheng did work as a policeman before, but he stopped doing it a long time ago. Your little brother has interacted with him, so it is impossible not to fight him.

We know each other. Let’s put down our guns first and speak slowly if you have anything to say.”

The old ghost whispered some persuasion, and Huang Zhandong felt a little relieved and said: "Xiao Wu, put down the gun."

Lin Xiaowu didn't move, staring at Liu Handong. He was holding a GLOCK19. There was no exposed hammer. The trigger safety was just under his finger. There was a bullet in the chamber and it was ready to fire. However, the May Fourth gun in Liu Handong's hand was no longer a vegetarian. The hammer

Big Zhang, ready to go at any time.

The old ghost stepped forward and held the barrels of the two men's guns, and slowly pressed them down. The two did not insist, and each put away his gun. Xiao Cui also put away his gun.

"Isn't that good? Let's do business." The old ghost said.

Liu Handong winked at She Xiaoqing. She Xiaoqing, who was so frightened that her legs were weak, dragged out a large leather bag from the bedroom, took out the piles of euro banknotes in the bag, and piled them on the coffee table.

Lin Xiaowu also took out the banknote detector from his bag, plugged it in and started tapping the banknotes.

"You brought 1.5 million euros this time?" Huang Zhandong asked. This number is quite familiar. The transaction with the Black Forest some time ago was 1.5 million euros. Although Omi is a provincial capital city, you can take out so much.

Not many people have Euro cash, so there is only one possibility for such a coincidence.

The people who set the Black Forest on fire were the bold ones in front of me.

The old ghost saw suspicion in Huang Zhandong's eyes, and he calmly asked: "Huang Sheng went to Omi last month, right?"

Huang Zhandong laughed twice and said nothing. He guessed correctly. These guys were not policemen, but thieves, real criminal thieves.

"I've never been to Omi, but I have a few friends there. Do you know Li Feng?" Huang Zhandong asked.

"Are you talking about the Li Feng who died recently?" Liu Handong interjected.

"Oh, Li Feng is dead?" Huang Zhandong pretended to be surprised, "What's going on?"

"I provoked people I didn't dare to provoke, so I was killed." Liu Handong said.


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