"Give you thirty seconds more. If you dare to coax me, you know the consequences." Liu Handong said.
"I have something to do with Zheng Jeff." He Kuan spoke very quickly, fearing he would be shot. "Zheng Jeff's father is Zheng Zeru. He served as the Jiangdong Provincial Party Committee Secretary in the 1950s, and was later transferred to the central government as Minister of Agriculture and Animal Husbandry. He had a mistress.
He was a teacher at the Agriculture and Animal Husbandry College. Later, when the incident was exposed, he was criticized and his mistress committed suicide. Zheng Zeru also died in the catastrophe."
Liu Handong was furious: "You are here to popularize the history of science for me. This is his father's fault. It has nothing to do with him."
He Kuan said: "Don't worry, this mistress used to be Zheng Jeff's tutor and taught him Russian. At that time, Zheng Jeff was in puberty and had a crush on this tutor. This can be said to be his first love, but later
The relationship between the tutor and his father's lover gave him great stimulation."
"Tell me the important point!" Liu Handong said angrily.
"I found a lover for Zheng Jiefu, who looked exactly like the tutor, and I got the handle on him." He Kuan continued, "Of course I was just protecting myself. I have helped Zheng Jiatu make a lot of money over the years, and the Zheng family
He also has many assets overseas, including a sea-view villa in Italy, a manor in France, a ranch in Australia, and many houses in San Francisco."
"Do you have photos, videos or other tangible evidence?" Liu Handong asked.
"Of course I have it, but I can't give it to you now." He Kuan said, "Otherwise you will kill me immediately. I keep these evidences very well and only I know about them."
"You little guy is quite aware of the danger, and you know how to keep a life-saving charm for yourself." Liu Handong turned off the safety of the pistol, put it back into the holster under his arm, turned around, and said to the knife: "Put this guy away.
"
He breathed a sigh of relief. The biggest crisis had been resolved. Now it was time to negotiate the terms.
Suddenly, Liu Handong suddenly turned around, and there was a knife in his hand, which stabbed into He Kuan's heart with a pop.
He Kuan looked down in disbelief, the sharp blade going deep into his heart until it reached the hilt.
"I'll leave you with a whole body. Don't be a white glove in the next life." Liu Handong said, pressing the switch on the handle of the knife. This is a compressed air knife used to kill crocodiles. There is a compressed carbon dioxide gas bottle hidden in the handle.
, the gas quickly poured into He Kuan's body, his heart exploded, and he bled to death from his seven orifices. Dark red blood flowed all over the floor. The wool carpet hungrily sucked the blood and gradually changed color.
The old ghost turned off the camera and asked in surprise: "How can we kill him? Wouldn't it be better to get those evidences?"
Liu Handong sneered: "That is not evidence, but a reminder. If you kill him, many people will be relieved, and my life will be easier."
The three people evacuated calmly, leaving He Kuan's body in the house.
At noon, clerks from other floors came up to do some work and discovered the body. They quickly called the police. Shortly after the criminal police arrived at the scene, the National Security Bureau also came, intending to take over the case, but was sternly refused. Shen Hongyi from the Central Regulation Department also came and brought
The senior management ordered that the case should not be made public and be handed over to the Central Investigation Department.
Relevant departments quickly searched He Kuan's house and took away computers and other items.
In the Central Coordination Department, Shen Hongyi presented the USB flash drive to Song Jianfeng: "He sent someone to send this. It has been checked that there is no virus. It is just a video file."
Song Jianfeng inserted the USB flash drive into the computer and opened the video file, which showed the scene of Liu Handong's murder.
"Killing people openly and sending the video is a provocation." Song Jianfeng said, "Inform the police and start a city-wide search."
Suddenly the phone rang and Song Jianfeng answered it. It was Song Shuang.
"Dad, Liu Handong and I are together."
"Shuang'er, where are you?"
The phone was hung up, and the call could not be answered. Song Jianfeng was furious, and Shen Hongyi stood quietly, waiting for his decision.
"The previous order has been cancelled." Song Jianfeng said, "It has been changed to a secret investigation. Don't act rashly if you discover his whereabouts."
Shen Hongyi took the order, and Song Jianfeng watched the video carefully three times before picking up the phone: "Get Director Zheng for me."
At this time, Liu Handong had not yet left Beijing, and he was talking to Zheng Jiatu.
Zheng Jiatu couldn't help but lick her lips after watching the video on her mobile phone. It was so bloody and cruel that the words "smeared on the brain" are used to describe this kind of scene.
"I have never bullied anyone in my life, but I will not be bullied by others. It is your own fault. You know why I killed him." Liu Handong stared into Zheng Jiatu's eyes and said word by word.
Zheng Jiatu swallowed: "Brother-in-law, I really don't know."
"Don't call me brother-in-law. I can't afford it, and I don't want to have anything to do with your family." Liu Handong said contemptuously, "If it weren't for your sister's distress, your brains would have been smeared on Chang'an Street. Don't believe it. I can do it."
Zheng Jiatu suddenly felt something strange. He looked down and saw a small red spot on his chest.
"I wave my hand and you're done." Liu Handong said, "Sniper rifles, Barretts, and .50 bullets can blow up your upper body to pieces. Your father will have to use a washbasin to scoop you out."
"Brother Dong, I have no ill intentions towards you. I don't know anything about He Kuan." Zheng Jiatu's voice was trembling, "Really, if you don't believe me, just ask my sister."
"Of course I know. You're a loser, but you don't have the courage." Liu Handong waved his hand, and the red dot disappeared. "It's really best to send a message to your father, hello everyone."
Zheng Jiatu nodded like garlic.
…
Three days later, He Kuan's murder case was solved. The police found out that He Kuan was killed by his bodyguard. The person who hired the murderer was He Kuan's business partner, who has now fled overseas. Interpol issued a red notice and the real murderer was arrested. It's just a matter of time.
The Jiangdong National Security Department was liquidated, a deputy director was shungui, two division-level cadres were arrested, and countless peripheral personnel below were implicated.
Liu Handong received a call from Shen Hongyi.
"The facts of the case have been found out. It is true that He Kuan wanted to assassinate you, but what you did is also illegal. You must accept organizational sanctions."
"Which thing we did is legal?" Liu Handong asked.
"Whatever is approved by the organization is legal, and acting without authorization is a violation of discipline. As for killing people... what you did was right and wise." There was something in Shen Hongyi's words, "If you keep him, the outcome will be completely different. Comrade Liu Handong, I Now, on behalf of the organization, you are appointed as the deputy director of Operations Division Two to take charge of daily work."
"Thank you, I can't do it." Liu Handong immediately refused, "Although my hands are stained with blood, I think you are even dirtier."
"This is a childish disease of yours." Shen Hongyi said, "Under the current circumstances, our existence is necessary to uphold and guarantee justice and justice."
"What if someone else does it?" Liu Handong didn't take the bait. "As far as I know, the Central Coordination Department has been banned before because it became a tool for some people to seize wealth. I know that both Lao Song and you are very party-minded. Comrade Qiang, fortunately, we have never become enemies, but what if one day you no longer stand together? Who is just and who will define justice? You answer me."
Shen Hongyi was speechless.
"I request to resign." Liu Handong continued, "I quit."
"I will get back to you as soon as possible." Shen Hongyi hung up the phone.
Liu Handong also turned off his mobile phone, turned up his collar, and walked on the cold and windy streets of Omi.
There is a shop selling discounted down jackets on the roadside. The shop owners are a young couple. The man is quite handsome and the woman has a hot temper. She twists the man's ears and scolds him. Liu Handong recognized the woman from a distance as Wang Haining, who used to go crazy. The clan girl gangster turned into a small shopkeeper, which might be a good ending.
A black Passat parked steadily beside Liu Handong. The man driving the car lowered the window and shouted: "Boss, where are you going?"
Liu Handong took a closer look and saw that this was Kan Wanlin. He opened the car door and got in surrounded by a gust of cold wind: "Go to Tiezha Street."
"Brother Dong, it's really you, Brother Dong!" Kan Wanlin was extremely excited and quickly took out his cigarette, "Smoke mine, Su Yan."
The car behind him was honking, but Kan Wanlin ignored him. He lit the fire for Liu Handong and took a deep breath: "Brother Dong, where did you get rich? I haven't seen you for several months."
"Let's go, it's blocking the way." Liu Handong said.
Kan Wanlin then released the handbrake, put into gear and left. His brand new Passat had an electric sunroof and leather seats, but it was a manual transmission.
"Brother Dong, Tiezha Street has been demolished a long time ago. It is now a city green space. What are you doing here, feeding pigeons?" Kan Wanlin skillfully controlled the steering wheel and drove on the congested Omi streets.
"Just take a walk, Wan Lin, how are you doing now?" Liu Handong looked at the scenery outside the window with emotion.
"I got married, gave birth to a girl, and am planning to have a second child." Kan Wanlin said with a smile, "I also bought a house, in Bei'an New City, with an area of 120 square meters. It cost me hundreds of thousands to decorate it. Brother Dong will leave at night We’ll have a place to live after we leave.”
"Let's talk about it." Liu Handong also smiled, "Driving me around and meeting old friends. I will go abroad in a few days and I may not come back this time."
"Then I have to see you off." Kan Wanlin said, "Nowadays, the transportation is convenient. Even if you settle abroad, you will just come back, don't you think? When you come, be sure to call me and let me know, and I will pick you up. .”
"Okay." Liu Handong said casually. Jiangdong University, Zhuque Hotel, Yanwu Street, and Yuejiang Tower flashed outside the car window. Everything familiar would be gone.
The old site of Tiezha Street has arrived. The lawns in winter have turned yellow and the scenery is beautiful. Large flocks of pigeons are rising and falling. There is no shadow of the original shanty town. In the distance are the high-rise buildings of the European Garden CBD. The sky is dim. Today's smog index is off the charts, but pedestrians passing by are as if nothing has happened and continue to go about their business.
"Jinzun has changed hands again. Now the business is getting worse and worse. Whoever takes over is stupid. That place has long been targeted by the anti-drug detachment. By the way, Geng detachment has been transferred. He works as a teacher at the police academy. I have met him several times. "Times." Kan Wanlin sat on the railing, smoking a cigarette and telling Liu Handong what happened recently, "The Transportation Vocational College was also swallowed up by Jiangda College of Continuing Education. It is now a Jiangda branch. Basically, all the old people have been swallowed up. Kicked away..."
Liu Handong was smoking a cigarette, the cold wind blew in his face, and the dead leaves were spinning on the ground.
In the evening, Kan Wanlin arranged a table at Shanpao's Beef City. Old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time gathered together and threw empty wine bottles on the floor.
One day later, Liu Handong took the opportunity to leave. When he was exiting customs in Shanghai, a dusty man was walking to the counter of the China Exit-Entry Administration with his luggage on his back. He was holding a Chinese passport in his hand, and the name on it was