After Wuying parked his car in the underground parking lot of a nearby shopping mall, he drove a stolen pickup truck back to its original location.
He had been told in advance that at this time, he had changed his outfit. Not only was he wearing a wig, he also had a devil mask on his face, which made him look weird.
He had a comic book in his hand, but he had no intention of reading it. He just used it as a fan and glanced at the parking lot opposite from time to time, as if waiting for something.
Suddenly, a safe fell from the sky and hit the concrete floor of the open-air parking lot with a thud.
The huge impact cracked the ground and created a shallow pit.
However, the safe was shaken so much that it jumped up again and rolled forward several times before stopping.
It's already past the rush hour, and there's no one in the open-air parking lot.
Waiting for the object to be thrown from high altitude, it still attracted the attention of nearby passers-by.
But before they could see what it was, another rope was thrown from above, and then two figures fell from the sky.
One person was howling like a pig, while the other person was expressionless and his movements were quick and standard.
Passers-by couldn't help but widen their eyes and exclaim slightly.
A pickup truck savagely rushed into the open parking lot, and with the screeching brakes, it swerved and stopped next to the thing.
The car just stopped, and the two people also landed with their feet on the ground.
The assassin threw Jiang Tangbin into the back of the car. Finally, he grabbed the somewhat deformed safe and threw it in. Regardless of whether it could hit him or not, he opened the door and got into the car.
Wuying was already prepared. The pickup truck rushed out before the assassin's door was closed.
Two minutes later, the pickup truck drove into the underground parking lot of Regal Mall a block away.
Wuying got off the bus and got into another van that had been prepared in advance.
He put on the clothes he had prepared in advance, balled up the mask and his previous coat, stuffed them into the cardboard box under the seat, then got off the car and took the elevator into the mall.
Next, he had to buy a few sets of clothes and have them delivered to the front desk of Dafugui.
On the other side, a pickup truck randomly parked in a parking space. The assassin conjured up a master key, stole a car at random, knocked Tang Bin unconscious and stuffed it into the trunk.
Open the safe, sweep the money and documents inside into a black bag, and throw them in as well.
Then, he got into the cab and while starting the car, his body transformed again into that of a middle-aged woman.
The car slowly drove out of the parking lot, merged into the traffic flow, and headed towards Sai Kung Pier.
Great wealth.
Gao Ning watched the entire action from two different scenes and smiled with satisfaction.
He put the sniper rifle back into the prison space, restored the TV cabinet and bed to their original positions, then pushed the door open and walked slowly down the stairs.
In his judgment, the police would arrive soon.
After all, this is the center of the West District, with a lot of people, and it is daytime. If a shooting occurs, the police will attach great importance to it.
The West Kowloon Police Station is less than three kilometers away. Based on their speed, they will definitely arrive within ten minutes.
Gao Ning counted the time, and when he slowly walked down from the 20th floor, he happened to hear the sound of police sirens in the distance.
Just now, there were throwing objects in the air and flying on the trapeze, which already attracted a large number of curious babies.
At this time, a large number of police cars rushed over like fire, attracting all the uninterested people around.
Office building, twenty-first floor.
Detective Shi led a team, and a large number of police officers poured in from the elevator and quickly blocked the entire company.
At this time, the public office area had quieted down, and a group of people gathered around the four stock managers like curious babies, asking questions from time to time.
Tang Bin's office has become a tourist attraction. Employees visited it repeatedly in batches and in an orderly manner, showing strong curiosity about the bullet holes on the wall.
Several male employees opened the opposite office in an attempt to find bullets.
But they searched almost the whole office and couldn't find a single warhead.
As soon as the police showed up, the office instantly fell silent.
Inspector Shi glanced at everyone calmly, took out his ID and said: "I am Chief Inspector Shi Tiandong of the West Kowloon Crime Unit. Who called the police just now?"
"It's me!" The little fat man raised his hands, with a look of exhaustion on his face.
Detective Shi nodded and looked at him calmly: "The police center said there was a shooting here, and someone else was injured? Where are the injured people? Did anyone call an ambulance?"
The little fat man said: "The injured one is our boss Tang Bin, he..."
The little fat man looked at his three colleagues and said, "He was taken away!"
"who?"
"A big man with a sturdy build, dark skin, square face, very cold!"
"Where is the scene of the crime?"
"In the office inside, you can see it when you go in!"
Without waiting for Inspector Shi's instructions, someone had already walked over.
Inspector Shi nodded: "You come with me! Others, please don't leave yet. The police will ask you to take statements. The shooting case is a major criminal case and is different from others. I hope everyone can cooperate with the police. Thank you!"
For small employees, the police are still very intimidating.
Besides, this case has nothing to do with them, so there's nothing wrong with cooperating.
The boss is gone, and I don’t know if wages will be paid yet. Who still has the energy to go to work?
Inspector Shi took the little fat man to the office first to look at the scene.
There were very few traces left at the scene. Apart from the bullet holes in the wall, only the rope was more eye-catching.
Colleagues from the forensics department have already started taking photos and samples, and took a small brush and brushed it everywhere, trying to collect more fingerprints.
Inspector Shi first looked out the window, then turned to look at the bullet holes in the plaster wall, and he knew what was going on.
He walked up to the little fat man and said, "Are you an enemy?"
The little fat man scratched his head: "I don't know. That guy came to our boss. He said that twenty days ago, the boss didn't give a settling-in allowance to a man named Cheng. They calculated it based on your profit and extended it for twenty days. Now it's nine.
One and a half million!"
Even though Inspector Shi was well-informed, he couldn't help but breathe a little heavier at this time.
It's only 1986, let alone 9.5 million, even 950,000 is an astronomical figure.
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Nine and a half million? The total prize pool of the Jockey Club is only thirty million. Is this guy crazy?
"Tell me carefully!"
"Hmm!" The little fat man thought for a while: "Actually, when we came in, the boss was confronting that guy.
We thought someone was causing trouble, so we were going to get them out as usual..."
"As usual?"
The little fat man felt guilty for a while and said with a sneer: "Officer, you know, in our line of work, we will always encounter some unreasonable people who like to beat them up.
Stock trading itself is a matter of eyesight and luck. It’s normal to have wins and losses. Some people just can’t see it. Once they lose money..."
"Okay, okay! I'm not interested in hearing this!"
Inspector Shi waved his hand impatiently, raised his chin and said, "Let's get down to business!"
"Yes, yes! Just when we were about to take action, who knew that guy took out a submachine gun and fired a shot at him!"
The little fat man pointed to the bullet holes in the plaster wall and said with lingering fear: "If we hadn't reacted quickly, our heads would have been gone!"
Inspector Shi twitched the corner of his mouth, as if he was a little disdainful, but he didn't say anything.
"Later he..."
The little fat guy is just a stockbroker and a loser. If he really had the guts, he wouldn't have been crying and shouting to stab the boss just now.
In fact, he feels a little guilty now.
On the one hand, he was afraid that the assassin would appear again and cause trouble for him; on the other hand, he was also afraid that the boss would come back alive and cause trouble for him.
However, when the police asked him, he still said everything he needed to say.
I especially mentioned my three brothers in distress.
Of course, there is no need to talk about the backstabbing. Regardless of the bank card passbook or the real estate certificate, the guy dug it out himself.
Detective Shi asked very carefully. Apart from the incident, he also asked every word the assassin said several times.
Regarding Cheng Dasha mentioned by Tang Bin and the assassin, he immediately asked someone to investigate.
However, colleagues from the forensics department searched the entire area and could not find a single warhead.
They gained almost nothing except a rope.
As for the big hole left in the open parking lot, it doesn't mean anything.
The Traffic Division has received information requesting the tracking of a pickup truck.
However, no news came back for a whole afternoon.
This made Inspector Shi's heart sink a little bit.
After taking confessions from dozens of people, the entire securities company was cordoned off before Inspector Shi announced the withdrawal of the team.
As for clues, they only got a piece of rope, which most likely would not reveal anything, and a puzzle picture.
…
After Gao Ning watched the excitement with the melon-eaters for a while, he turned and returned to the hotel.
I asked the front desk and sure enough the clothes were delivered.
After checking out, Gao Ning went out and drove straight to Saigon Pier.
…
[Capture C-level criminal Tang Bin]
[Prisoner number: 301]
[Skill: Stock Market Forecast]
[Stock market prediction: Divination-like ability, which can predict market trends with an accuracy of 50%.]
Half an hour later, Gao Ning walked out of the warehouse and looked at the prompt message on the control panel, speechless.
Fifty percent is still predicted?
You might as well just say you are confused!
He shook his head, got in the car, turned around and left.
This guy is so useless, he has no villain character at all.
…
In the evening, Fire Dance Ballroom.
Sister Hong and the others were sitting backstage, eating snacks, flipping through magazines, and glancing at the TV from time to time, in a leisurely manner.
Zhen Ma and Mei Gancai kept looking at Sister Hong and A Min as if they were curious.
Sister Hong looked calm. She smoked when she should and ate plums when she should. She pretended that they didn't exist.
After all, A Min was thin-skinned, so after being looked at a few times, he felt uncomfortable all over.
"Mom Zhen, what are you doing?"
"Something's wrong, something's wrong! Something's wrong with Sister Hong today!" Zhen's mother kept shaking her head.
Mei Gancai nodded in agreement: "I also think something is wrong, but where?"
"My energy and spirit are completely different. It's like I've put down my burden, and I feel much more relaxed."
Zhen's mother suddenly came over and said mysteriously: "Have you found a backer? Tell Zhen's mother who it is? Zhen's mother will help you check it!"
