Early the next morning, when Liang Xiao arrived at the police station on time, he found that the office was empty. He was just about to find someone to ask, but he found his colleagues coming down the stairs in twos and threes. It turned out that they had just held a morning meeting on the rooftop.
Liang Xiao felt very unhappy, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he mustered up the courage to go over and knock on Sir Miao's door...
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"Come in." Sir Miao shouted from inside. Liang Xiao walked in and found two colleagues holding coffee cups discussing the case with Sir Miao. He was too embarrassed to interrupt, so he had to stand aside and listen to them talk about clues to intervene.
After a while, Sir Miao found Liang Xiao standing aside and asked, "Is something wrong?"
"Sir, I want to know which group I am assigned to?" Liang Xiao puffed up his chest and said loudly.
"You are going to accompany your mainland colleagues to visit Hong Kong. It is not easy for them to come to Hong Kong." Sir Miao said casually, and then continued to discuss the case. After a while, he suddenly realized that Liang Xiao had not left yet, so he frowned and asked: "
Is there a problem?"
"Sir, yes!" Liang Xiao stood up straight, staring ahead and said, "I request to participate in the investigation of the case."
"There are enough people here, we don't need you." Sir Miao was a little unhappy, but still maintained his demeanor.
"Sir, may I ask if you have any prejudice against me?" Liang Xiao was really desperate this time and actually questioned Sir Miao directly.
"Liang Xiao, it is the decision of the Assistant Commissioner of the Police to send personnel to accompany our mainland colleagues to visit Hong Kong. If you are dissatisfied with my arrangement, you can complain to Superintendent Gao. If you feel that the Crime Unit is not suitable for you, you can apply for transfer.
Li, ok, you can go out now."
Liang Xiao's face was ashen and he said loudly: "I understand, sir!" Then he turned around and left the office under the side eyes of his colleagues. He went to the bathroom next to the locker room, found a cubicle and hid himself in it.
It took ten minutes to come out.
In the locker room, the cleaner saw him and asked: "Axiao, why are your eyes red?"
"It's okay, Uncle Da, there's an insect in." Liang Xiao covered it up.
"Axiao, the most important thing in life is to be happy, work hard at every job, and be worthy of your own heart." The old cleaning man persuaded with sincerity.
"I know, Uncle Da, I'm going out to work." Liang Xiao took out the sunglasses from his wardrobe and put them on his face, took a deep breath and walked out.
Arriving at the Marco Polo Gateway Hotel, Song Jianfeng and the others were already dressed up. Director Song changed into a black suit with a black shirt underneath. He already had a tall figure and extraordinary temperament, and he looked even more domineering in this suit.
He's so forceful, he doesn't look like a police chief but a mafia tycoon.
"Xiao Liang is here, how are you planning today's itinerary?" Song Jianfeng asked.
"Visit Victoria Bay, visit Wan Chai Police Headquarters, shop in Causeway Bay, have lunch, and if you are interested, you can also go for a tour in Macau, but that will take up a lot of time, so the arrangement is roughly like this."
"Hey, you didn't consider my suggestion yesterday?" Song Jianfeng asked curiously.
Liang Xiao knew that he was talking about visiting Cheng Guoju, but Chief Miao had already spoken on this matter, so there was no need to touch it anymore. If he brought the mainland police to find Cheng Guoju without authorization and caused any trouble, he would probably have to wear more clothes.
Chief Miao's little shoes.
"Sir, the arrangement is set by the superiors and I cannot change it."
"We are not elementary school students. We don't need anyone else to arrange our trip. If you don't want to take us there, I can go myself." Song Jianfeng threatened.
Liang Xiao quickly compromised. In fact, he also felt that the mainland police should do serious things after coming to Hong Kong instead of visiting.
"Okay, I'll take you there, but you have to promise not to cause trouble." Liang Xiao said.
"Okay, I promise you." Song Jianfeng smiled, walked to the next room and knocked on the door. They opened two rooms. Miao Keke and Hu Rong lived in one room, and Bureau Song and Xiao Chen from the provincial department lived in one room.
, Liu Ziguang was always unorganized and undisciplined. He didn't stay in the hotel with everyone the night before. Instead, he snuck away somewhere and spent the night. Fortunately, he finally had some idea and rushed over early in the morning.
Knocking on the door, three people were chatting inside. Xiao Chen from the provincial office was a very cheerful young man. He told jokes one after another, making Miao Keke and Hu Rong laugh non-stop. Song Jianfeng smiled like a kind father.
Liao smiled and said: "Xiao Chen, later you take Xiao Hu and Xiao Miao out for a walk, buy something to relax, this is my card, take it."
After saying that, he took out his gold card and handed it to Xiao Chen. Miao Keke suddenly became happy and jumped up and shouted: "Let's go shopping in Causeway Bay! I'm worried about not having any clothes to change, Rongrong, you
You must go with me."
Hu Rong was worried about Han Guang's injury and originally didn't want to go, but couldn't bear Miao Keke's plea and finally agreed. However, she soon felt something was wrong and asked, "Song Bureau, what are you going to do?"
"Xiao Liu and I went to visit the police headquarters. We were afraid that you would find it boring, so we didn't take you there." Bureau Song had been in the industry for a long time, and he deceived Hu Rong with just one sentence.
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After sending Hu Rong and the others away, Song Jianfeng and Liu Ziguang got into Liang Xiao's car and went straight to Cheng Guoju's mansion. As the chairman of the board of directors of a listed company with a net worth of several billion, Mr. Ju would naturally not live in those narrow apartments in the downtown area.
The unit, his house is located in a forest and green land in Shenshuiwa. The roads are clean and tidy, the villas and houses are hidden among the lush green trees, the big black iron gates show the majesty, and the cameras on the walls monitor all directions.
Liang Xiao parked the car on the side of the road and led the two of them towards the big iron gate. When they were only a dozen steps away, they heard the ferocious barking of dogs inside, and the cameras on the wall also turned to focus on them.
"Bang bang bang." Liang Xiao knocked on the door. A small window opened on the iron door, and a gloomy face appeared and asked: "What are you doing?"
"Send someone, we want to see Mr. Cheng." Liang Xiao showed his ID.
"Wait a minute." The small window was closed, and someone was probably communicating on the phone inside. After a few minutes, the door opened. Four tall bodyguards stood inside the door, waiting, and ferocious-looking Dobermans on both sides struggled to move forward.
It fluttered, its two front paws were in the air, its big blood-red mouth was dripping with saliva, and it kept screaming, threatening the strange guests standing outside the door.
Coincidentally, Mr. Cheng was at home today and was discussing legal issues with his personal lawyer. The bodyguard at the door happened to report that the police officer was visiting. Mr. Cheng saw three men standing outside through the monitor. One of them was a tall, middle-aged man with a strange face.
, Qi Yu was so impressive that Mr. Cheng couldn't help but be startled and asked: "I heard that a new superintendent was transferred to West Kowloon, is he this person?"
The lawyer looked at the surveillance screen, shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it before."
"Let them come in." Cheng Guoju said into the microphone, and then said to the lawyer: "You meet them for me."
Ah Hao, who had just been released on bail by his lawyer, suddenly opened the door and came in and said: "Boss, I heard that the note is here again?"
Cheng Guoju scolded: "It's none of your business here. You go back to your room and don't move around."
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Song Jianfeng and the other three entered the living room. A gentle man with gold-rimmed glasses saw them coming in and stood up to greet them: "I am Mr. Cheng Guoju's personal lawyer Huang Yulang. What do you call the police officer?"
Liang Xiao knew that this lawyer was difficult to deal with, so he showed his ID first and said: "West Kowloon Crime Team, Liang Xiao."
Then he pointed at Song Jianfeng and Liu Ziguang and introduced: "These two are officers from the mainland. They would like to meet Mr. Cheng."
Lawyer Huang made a soft noise, looked at Song Jianfeng and Liu Ziguang again, with an undisguised sneer on his lips, and said: "Mr. Cheng is very busy, and he doesn't have time to see you. If you have anything, you can tell me directly.
"
When he said these words, Lawyer Huang spoke in Cantonese. Song Jianfeng frowned slightly and said, "I'm sorry, please speak Mandarin."
Lawyer Huang smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I grew up in the UK and apart from Cantonese, I only speak English."
Then he looked at Song Jianfeng with a condescending look and crossed his arms.
Unexpectedly, Song Jianfeng actually shrugged and said, "Okay, now let's talk about the real estate problems Mr. Cheng is building in the Mainland. I heard that there was an accident last week and someone died. I'm afraid it won't be easy to solve."
Lawyer Huang's face looked a little ugly, because Song Jianfeng spoke these words in standard American colloquialism. Lawyer Huang had worked as an assistant in a small law firm in New York for half a year, and he could tell that this was an authentic New York accent.
"Okay, I'll ask Mr. Cheng to come down." Lawyer Huang had to reconsider this mainland policeman. Cheng Guoju and his friends had previously invested in a real estate in Guangdong, hoping to make a pot of gold while the mainland property market was booming. Who knew that because
Due to quality issues, the floor collapsed and killed several workers. The families of the deceased were clamoring for compensation. The Construction Bureau ordered a strict investigation. The project is still at a standstill. Mr. Cheng's hundreds of millions of investments are stuck in it and cannot be withdrawn, and there is no way out.
I've been worrying about this recently.
When he came upstairs to explain the situation, Cheng Guoju was also confused. He couldn't figure out why these two mainlanders came. Could it be that they were the police from Guangdong who came to see him specifically about the accident?
Cheng Guoju decided to go down to see them, but he couldn't lose his momentum. He stayed up there for a while, and then went downstairs after putting on a lot of airs.
The real master finally appeared. Song Jianfeng carefully looked at this big boss who was involved in gambling, film and television, real estate, and finance. He wore a polo shirt, loose corduroy pants, and a pipe in his hand. He looked like a justice of the peace. But from now on
From the faintly exposed tattoos on his sleeves, it can be seen that this boss also had a rough time in his early years.
"Sit down, what should you drink? Coffee or milk tea? I think coffee is better." Cheng Guoju sat on the sofa, crossed his legs and said.
After four cups of coffee were served, Cheng Guoju got straight to the point and asked: "The officer just mentioned my real estate in Guangdong. I wonder if you have any ideas to help solve it?"
Song Jianfeng said: "There are many ways. I can get you back to work with just one phone call, but help only comes at a price."
Cheng Guoju took out the pipe from his mouth and smiled generously: "Sou Kuai, how many do you want?"
"I just want to get back the black money Huang Qifa laundered from you, not counting your interest, it's two billion."
Cheng Guoju lowered his legs: "Who are you?"
"Director of Jiangbei City Public Security Bureau, Song Jianfeng."
Cheng Guoju's face turned livid. After working for a long time, it turned out that he was asking for debt. He suddenly stood up and said coldly: "Excuse me, Aqiang, see you off."
The bodyguard who had been standing at the door with his hands down was about to come over to chase him away. Song Jianfeng suddenly laughed: "Actually, the main reason I came today is to see what kind of person Cheng Guoju is. It is said that people in the Hong Kong community before the return were very patriotic. Now that the return is so
After a long time, Andy Lau is about to become the chief executive, but why are the community members going backwards? Remember, that money does not belong to you. If you take it, it will be hot."
Cheng Guoju said: "Lawyer Huang, write down what he said and sue him for slander and intimidation."
Lawyer Huang immediately stepped forward, pointed at Song Jianfeng's nose and said, "I'm warning you, everything you say now will become evidence in court..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a "pop" sound. Liu Ziguang, who had been silent all this time, picked up the large crystal ashtray on the table and smashed it into Lawyer Huang's face. Blood spattered and gold threads flew out.
His glasses also shattered, and he was stunned on the spot, falling limply to the ground.
"Malegbi, why are you talking to the leader?" Liu Ziguang clapped his hands and said with great strength.
Liang Xiao, who was standing aside, stared with his mouth wide open, unable to say a word.