The light in the room was dim, and the little lights coming from the window fell through the gaps in the blinds and fell on the sofa.
Han Chen squinted his eyes, carefully distinguishing the body shape and appearance of the person opposite him, and carefully searched the past memories in his mind.
"This friend is very unfamiliar, have we met before?" Han Chen asked with a smile, and secretly reached into the gap in the back of the sofa with one hand.
Just as Han Chen's hand touched the gun hidden inside, suddenly a cold and stiff muzzle pressed against his head.
By this time, Han Chen's blood was almost running cold, and he stayed on the sofa, not daring to move.
The person behind him touched the gun in Han Chen's hand and took it away directly.
The person on the sofa opposite didn't seem to care about this little episode. He smiled lightly and said, "We are all hanging out in the world. Whether we have met or not is not important. What matters is our rapport."
"Mr. Han, I think I'm very compatible with you."
Han Chen was panicking inside, but on the surface he still pretended to be calm and managed a smile.
"I wonder if this boss has any offense?"
"I don't like the title of boss." The other party said coldly, "I still like that you called me friend just now."
The other party stood up and walked out of the shadows, walked up to Han Chen, looked down at him expressionlessly.
The tall figure, the ferocious scars on his face, and the cold eyes in his eyes were like a mountain pressing down on him.
Han Chen's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the man who had appeared in nightmares many times.
He is back.
"Zhang, Zhang Zhang...Mr. Zhang." Han Chen looked at the terrifying demon in front of him with trembling lips, like a nightmare.
"Why, are you thinking of me?" Qin Yi smiled faintly, "I heard that you have been living a happy life recently. Your wife has been sent to Canada, and you are living happily on Hong Kong Island alone."
Han Chen became anxious immediately and said quickly: "Mr. Zhang, I..."
Qin Yi made a gesture to interrupt Han Chen's words, and then asked: "What did the man named Shen tell you?"
Han Chen was stunned for a moment, then swallowed his saliva, "He's here to discuss business."
Qin Yi asked directly, "You are selling fans and he is selling guns. Is there any business to discuss between you?"
Han Chen was shocked. It seemed that Mr. Zhang already knew the details of Shen Cheng. He answered honestly: "Shen Cheng wanted to invest in my business, but I didn't agree."
"That's it?" Qin Yi asked.
"Also, he wanted to take the goods through my ship." Han Chen secretly glanced at Qin Yi, "But I didn't agree to it."
Qin Yi suddenly laughed, "Why don't you agree to him? The most profitable business in the world is selling guns besides selling fans. Don't you make money if you have money?"
"Boss, stop playing tricks on me." Han Chen said with a wry smile, "Selling fans will not necessarily lead to death, but selling guns will definitely lead to death."
Qin Yi's smile faded and he suddenly asked: "When will he take the goods? Who is the buyer? Where will the goods come from?"
Han Chen quickly said: "I really don't know this. I don't want to cooperate with Shen Cheng at all."
Qin Yi nodded, "Han Chen, what I appreciate most about you is that you are smart and aware of current affairs."
Han Chen forced a smile and said, "Thank you for the compliment, boss."
"There are so many societies and big shots in Hong Kong, and I like you the most." Qin Yi showed an attractive smile, "Because you are smarter than other big shots in the world."
Han Chen waved his hands quickly, "Don't dare, don't dare, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Hong Kong Island, I'm just a little shrimp."
"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?!" Qin Yi sneered, "Then why among all the big guys, none of them have ever thought of placing undercover agents in the police force?"
Han Chen was suddenly startled, his face turned earth-colored, and big beads of sweat flowed down.
Qin Yi looked at Han Chen and said word by word, "Fortune tellers say that I am a general who will make thousands of bones wither, but I don't agree."
"I think people who come out to hang out should decide whether they live or die."
"You have been with me for the shortest time and have the cleanest foundation."
"It's up to you to decide which way to go."
Qin Yi picked up the teacup on the table and placed it heavily in front of Han Chen.
"I wish you all the best in the police force, cheers, sirs!"
At this time, Han Chen was slumped on the sofa, unable to say a word.
Qin Yi looked at Han Chen coldly, "At that time, you stuffed a total of seven people into the police force, including Liu Jianming, Lin Guoping, and Chen Jun. Am I right?"
Han Chen's face was ashen at this time, "Mr. Zhang, stop playing tricks on me. You already know this. Why are you asking me?"
"I just want to confirm with you, is this information correct?" Qin Yi clicked on him, "I just want to say whether it is correct or not."
"Yes." Han Chen admitted directly and happily.
"Very good, they are mine now." Qin Yi directly handed Han Chen a mobile phone, "This phone is open 24 hours a day. I will call you if I have anything to do. Do you understand me clearly?"
"Okay, Mr. Zhang." Han Chen nodded quickly.
"Now the police force has launched a secret operation. It is a joint operation between O and CIB departments, and the seven of your subordinates are concentrated in these two departments."
"This matter is difficult to handle, Mr. Zhang." Han Chen looked embarrassed.
Qin Yi glanced at him, and Han Chen suddenly felt a chill running through his bones, and said quickly: "I'll try my best, but I can't say for sure whether the police will be transferred."
"Just do your job." Qin Yi stood up and said, "I will come back to you if anything happens."
The next second, Qin Yi disappeared.
Han Chen sat on the sofa and was stunned for a long time. He didn't come back to his senses until half an hour later.
At this time, cold sweat had soaked his clothes, and a gust of wind blew outside the open window. The bone-chilling chill made Han Chen shiver.
…
late at night.
There are piles of rocks on the secluded beach, and the sea water is constantly washing away the stones, making a "swishing" sound.
A faint light shone on the dark sea, then gradually grew louder, and the roar of the motor became clearer.
A speedboat slowly sailed into the rocky beach. The driver of the boat ignored the bumps on the boat and pushed directly onto the beach.
"Wow!"
The heavy package was thrown from the speedboat, making a metallic clang sound.
A pair of military boots hit the gravel, then a second pair, and then a third pair.
The leader had a shaved head, wore a windbreaker, and carried a handbag with a murderous look on his body. He looked around vigilantly, and then walked towards the shore.
"Brother Shapi!"
Qin Yi walked out of the shadows and waved his arms vigorously.
Shapi strode over and threw away his bag, "Five years! Five whole years! Do you know how I lived these five years?!"
Qin Yi was stunned for a moment, and then Shapi rushed forward, hugged him hard, beat him hard several times, and then let go.
"Boss, why haven't you come to me for so many years?" Shapi complained, "I'm almost bored to death."
"I'm not happy to let you have a rest. The wind was so tight before that it was inconvenient for me." Qin Yi chuckled, "Why do you still come by boat?"
“It’s convenient, safe and secluded by boat.”
"I have someone book a private jet for you. You can fly directly here next time."
"Wow, it's really fake."
"Of course it's true." Qin Yi smiled.
"Hey, what's the big deal this time?" Shapi asked excitedly.
“I don’t know if the business will be big or not, but it must be fun.”