(There was less update yesterday, so I will make up for it today.)
Snowflakes were falling in the sky. I don’t know when, the clear sky was covered by dark clouds, and the cold winter still had its tail. Lin Kun wrapped his coat tightly and walked out of the hospital gate. Jiang Kuisheng followed him with an indifferent expression.
Behind you.
We hailed a taxi on the side of the road, and Lin Kun and Jiang Kuisheng got in. The driver, who was in his forties or fifties and spoke with a strong local accent, asked carelessly: "Where are you going, young man?"
Lin Kun smiled lightly and said: "Lanjing Villa District."
"Lanjing Villa District...that's great!" the driver laughed, and then immediately said: "Young man, the murder case last night must have been in this Lanjing Villa District."
Lin Kun didn't speak, with a calm and somewhat serious expression on his face. Jiang Kuisheng beside him was speechless. After getting in the car, he sat in the back seat and leaned against the back of the chair, closing his eyes.
When the driver saw this, he no longer asked for trouble. He originally wanted to chat along the way to relieve his boredom. He was driving a taxi outside all day and night, and he felt so panicked when he didn't talk.
More than 20 minutes later, the taxi stopped at the gate of Lanjing Villa District. Lin Kun paid and got off. There was no need to change the remaining money. It was treated as a tip. The driver thanked him with a smile and said smoothly
He said: "Young man, be careful when going out at night. China and Hong Kong have not been very peaceful recently. There have been several waves of murders."
Lin Kun smiled, said thank you, and walked toward the community with Jiang Kuisheng.
Jiang Kuisheng followed Lin Kun and asked, "Kunzi, what are we doing here?"
Lin Kun stopped and said: "Brother Kai asked me to prepare the funeral arrangements for Grandpa Jin. After death, he will be buried in peace. Old Master Jin killed too much when he was young. Brother Kai hopes that I can find the most virtuous and respected Master Jingkong in Hong Kong City."
Come and save Grandpa Jin."
"Then we come here?"
"Grandpa Jin lives in this community. The body should be placed at home. I will come over first to confirm the situation, then ask Brother Gang to come over to make detailed arrangements, and then go to Master Jingkong."
"What about me?"
"Brother Kuisheng, you should stay and help take care of me. Grandpa Jin made too many enemies in his early years. Maybe some of his former enemies will take the opportunity to cause trouble."
Jiang Kuisheng nodded and said, "Okay, I understand. If anyone dares to make trouble, I will kill him."
Lin Kun smiled and the two of them walked into the community. The security guard at the door stopped the two of them. His face was very ugly, as if someone owed him money. His attitude was so bad.
"What are you doing!" A young security guard in his twenties, wearing a crisp security uniform, stopped him. With his arrogant attitude, he thought he was the urban management officer.
Jiang Kuisheng took a step forward and was about to slap this kid. Are you still so arrogant as a security guard?
Lin Kun stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Kuisheng, smiled and said to the security guard: "My friend lives here."
"What's the villa number?"
The young security guard looked at the two of them up and down while talking.
Judging from the appearance, Lin Kun is not bad. Although the clothes on his body don't look very expensive, at least he is quite upright and like a normal person. Jiang Kuisheng is not the same. It's not that he is sloppy, it's just his appearance.
, it looks a bit scary.
Lin Kun smiled and said: "Villa No. 8, the Jin family."
"The Jin family?"
The little security guard frowned and looked at the two people with obviously strange eyes.
At this time, a chubby security guard ran out of the security room. He was much older than the little security guard. He immediately smiled and said to Lin Kun: "Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, this little brother is new here.
His tone of voice was a bit harsh."
The little security guard was a little stunned, and the chubby security guard immediately pulled him to apologize to Lin Kun, "Why don't you apologize to Mr. Lin quickly? If Mr. Lin takes the blame, you won't be able to hang out in Zhonggang City in the future."
The expression on the little security guard's face became even more confused. Just when he was about to hold back his anger and apologize, Lin Kun reached out to stop him and said with a smile: "No, I'll go to Jin's hometown to have a look."
"Old Jin..." said the chubby security guard, a trace of sadness flashed across his expression.
When Jin Lao was alive, he was kind to him. In his early years, he owed a huge gambling debt and was hunted down. It was Jin Laochuang who settled the matter for him and gave him a chance to be reborn.
Lin Kun smiled and said: "I know."
The chubby security guard pulled the young security guard to make way for Lin Kun and Jiang Kuisheng. Looking at the backs of Lin Kun and Jiang Kuisheng walking away, the young security guard said in confusion: "Brother Warhead, what did Mr. Lin do just now?"
Man, are you afraid of him?"
The security guard who was called Warnhead Brother glanced at the young security guard, "You kid, please stop your bad temper from now on. I brought you out of your hometown to make money, not to cause trouble.
Are ordinary people able to come to this villa area?"
The young security guard accompanied him with a smile, apologizing again and again, and then poured out his bitter words: "Brother Warhead, do you think it's easy for me? What does the murder of Mr. Jin have to do with me? I was scolded by the manager all morning. I
Who can I talk to to reason with?"
Brother Warnhead said with a cold face: "You were in class last night, and the manager came to ask you questions in the morning and you didn't know anything. You didn't even make the most basic records. Your work attitude is wrong!"
The young security guard lowered his head, his attitude of admitting his mistake was sincere, and he immediately said: "Okay, I will pay attention to it in the future." He raised his head and glanced at the backs of Lin Kun and Jiang Kuisheng, and said: "Brother Warnhead, what happened just now?"
Who is Mr. Lin?"
Brother Warnhead took a long breath and said, "He is the godfather of the underground world in Zhongkong City."
"Godfather!?" The young man's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the direction where the thin back disappeared. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and murmured: "He is the one who came to Zhonggang City with nothing but his bare hands. In less than a year,
To unify the underground world of China and Hong Kong..."
When I turned around, Brother Warnhead beside me had already returned to the guard box.
Wang Dan sat in front of the table in the sentry box, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, with a serious expression on his face. He didn't know whether he should tell Lin Kun some things he knew. It would make him feel uncomfortable if he didn't tell her.
If you tell me, you might lose your life.
A police cordon was put up around the courtyard of Villa No. 8. Two policemen were standing guard there. The forensic doctor and the policeman responsible for the investigation had already completed the investigation of the scene. The two witnesses at home had also been taken back to the police station.
Made notes.
There were a lot of people standing outside the villa, including people watching the excitement and relatives from Mr. Jin's hometown. They heard that Mr. Jin had been killed and rushed over from the countryside overnight.
Mr. Jin’s hometown is not far from Zhonggang City. It is a remote place. However, since Mr. Jin became famous in Zhonggang City, he has been very generous to the people in his hometown over the years. He built roads in the village and helped the people in the village to find out where to go.
road.
Among the relatives who came, some were related by blood, and some were just ordinary people from the countryside. They came to see the old man off in memory of Mr. Jin's kindness to them in the past.
An uncle in his fifties, plainly dressed, was negotiating with two policemen on guard, accompanied by several country people. This uncle was the village party secretary of Mr. Jin’s hometown. How much contribution Mr. Jin had made to his hometown over the years?
It's the clearest.
Liu Qingguo, secretary of the village party committee, also "fucked" outside with Mr. Jin in his early years, but he was soft-hearted and was not a piece of food on the road, so he was persuaded by Mr. Jin to return to his hometown.
According to the rules of the country people, after death, people are buried in peace. Liu Qingguo wanted to quickly prepare for Mr. Jin's funeral according to the customs of his hometown. He couldn't just put the body in the yard. This would be disrespectful to the deceased.
Unlucky.
But the two policemen refused to let them in. This was not because they meant to embarrass these sad and angry fellow villagers. In fact, they were ordered to protect the scene from above, and they had no choice. In other words, who wanted to stand here in the cold weather?
Hungry.
Even though Liu Qingguo was a gangster a few decades ago, in reality he is a good old man with almost no temper. He came out to hang out with Jin Lao in his early years, and it was all because he watched too many movies like Shanghai on the Beach. Who could do that when he was young?
I don’t have any heroic dreams.
After repeated negotiations failed, even the Ni Bodhisattva was a little angry. Liu Guoqing suddenly raised his eyebrows, which he had not raised for many years, and summoned the villagers behind him to prepare to take action against these two policemen who were not so sophisticated.
The crowd was excited, and the two policemen immediately panicked. They said that the people in the countryside were tough and tough. If they really wanted to take action, they would not have the advantage in numbers. Although they had guns on their waists, they could not shoot at the people.
Seeing that Liu Qingguo and others were about to take action, Lin Kun quickly stopped in the middle of the two parties and said: "Everyone, calm down. Let's discuss it slowly if there is anything."
Liu Qingguo said: "What is there to discuss? These two boys are just deliberately making things difficult! After a person dies, he is buried in peace. What does it mean to cover the body with a white cloth and put it in the yard!"
"that is!"
"Peel 'em!"
…
The villagers behind him shouted one after another.
"Everyone, calm down first. My name is Lin Kun. I will handle this matter. Grandpa Jin is lying in this yard. We are making a lot of noise. Isn't it disrespectful to the old man's body?"
Lin Kun calmed everyone's mood. After speaking, the mood of the villagers relaxed a lot. Liu Qingguo took the lead. After he lost his voice, everyone became quiet.
Lin Kun turned his head and said to the two policemen, whose faces were pale, whether from the cold or frightened by the blind date, "Two policemen, which bureau are you from?"
The two policemen looked at each other, and the older one said: "We are from the police station!" His tone sounded very upright, and he deliberately puffed up his chest. Maybe he felt that he had been intimidated by a group of ordinary people just now, which was very embarrassing.
Save face.
Lin Kun smiled and said: "I mean, which branch do you two belong to, or?"
Another policeman said: "We are from the downtown bureau."
Lin Kun smiled and nodded, saying: "Okay, Zhang Tianzheng is your director, I'll ask him to call you."
The two policemen looked at each other and said nothing, but in their hearts they expressed doubts about Lin Kun's words.
Lin Kun walked aside and dialed Zhang Tianzheng's number. After saying a few words, he put the phone on speakerphone and handed it to two policemen. The two policemen were still skeptical at first, but as a result...
When they heard Zhang Tianzheng's voice, they immediately instinctively stood at attention and saluted, as if Director Zhang was right in front of them.
The phone was hung up, and the two police officers smiled sheepishly at Lin Kun and explained to Liu Qingguo and others that this was official business after all and was not aimed at these fellow villagers.
The cordon was withdrawn, and the villagers poured into the yard with sadness. Some of them had already begun to cry, and the tears that had not yet dried up on their faces became hot again.
Liu Qingguo arranged for people to carry Mr. Jin's body into the house, and asked people to prepare the corresponding things. Lin Kun waited for him to finish the arrangements in one go, walked to him and handed him a cigarette...