Chapter 162: Clear the clouds and see the blue sky, everything is under control
The squeaking windmill turns and turns, and the wheel of time rolls and rolls.
Not even a few laps, three days later, in the afternoon.
It's a beautiful day, and the increasingly warm light pours thousands of miles away, past the green pines and cypresses, the solemn iron gates, the green tiles and white walls, and past the rows of matchbox "little houses" with undulating heights, along the terraced terrain that rises layer by layer, and finally disappears into the distance.
In the hill... well, this is a cemetery.
The location is naturally in the suburbs. As for whether it is a cemetery, it is hard to say because the definition of a cemetery is a place planned to bury the dead.
Extracting the central idea means planning and burying people.
The latter definitely meets the definition, but the former is not necessarily so. It can only be said to be half and half. Through the solemn iron gate, you can see a large area of regular tombstones and mausoleums, as well as several well-constructed flat passages. It is obviously well planned.
But there are also large cemeteries with different appearances, some are as simple as mounds, and some are as luxurious as palaces. Some are elegant with green monuments, and there are also gaudy posing girls, or blond and blue-eyed imported ones... In short, they are messy and nondescript, and they are mostly ordinary.
It's in the process of being renovated, and it doesn't look like it's going very smoothly.
It is also understandable that although we have entered a new era, some deep-rooted ideas are not always easy to change, especially when it comes to our ancestors, which is even more complicated.
Let’s not talk about this first, just say that on the parking lot in front of the cemetery, in a black SUV car that slowly parked into the parking space, through the glass, three pairs of eyes looked at the XX Western Suburbs Cemetery on the wall not far away.
, they all turned to look at the figure walking out of the parking lot, and were stunned.
"Why are you here... Is today a special day?"
"March 15th is Tuesday, the 11th day of the second lunar month. Well, it's Consumer Rights Protection Day... Could it be that you bought fake banknotes to cause trouble?"
"What nonsense? That's a lie!"
"Look, he really went in."
In sight, the figure kept walking, crossed the solemn iron gate, and walked towards the large cemetery inside. "It must be the death anniversary of an elder in the family. It's rare that I can still remember it." Lao Wei, who has a more old-school style, saw this.
He nodded slightly in agreement, and then frowned in confusion, "Speaking of which, if you come to pay homage and don't buy flowers and don't bring paper, could it be that someone inside has arranged it..."
That's right, it was the three people from Tang Dynasty who came over. As for the figure who just entered the cemetery, he was the target of the mission they took on not long ago. That old gangster is currently in daily investigation, and the progress is not very smooth...
It's a bit strange to say that Zhong Wanqing knows this person. When he was a policeman, although he didn't have any serious dealings with him, he was still a familiar "acquaintance". He was the kind of person who never made big mistakes but kept making small ones.
You old man, entering the police station is just like going home. According to Zhong Wanqing, the target of such a mission is just a piece of shit. If you go out for a walk and take a lot of photos casually, this mission is like giving away money!
But this is not the case. They have been following and monitoring them intermittently for several days. This old gangster has a very regular life. He basically sleeps in the morning. At noon, he casually exchanges words with friends and invites friends to sit at the mahjong stall. He continues playing until night and goes out to eat supper.
Drinking at night, singing karaoke or taking a bath, playing until the early hours of the morning, going to a hotel to book a room, not resting, but reorganizing the game to play cards all night, and finally going home to sleep in the early morning... If this happens every day for several days, there must be some lifestyle problems, but it is not
That kind of long-term illegal cohabitation, but a temporary transaction of giving money, has no meaning to the Tang Dynasty and their investigation.
Therefore, after a few days, Zhong Wanqing became a little confused. To be honest, this was a bit unreasonable, because this old gangster had quite picky tastes. He never found temporary trading partners in K-rooms on the street, but went to rather high-end bathhouses.
In the central club, you need to spend a few thousand to pay for other expenses at one time. Calculated from the frequency, it will be tens of thousands a month. With this money, you can guarantee it for a long time. How good it is to raise a family, and you can also cook when you call...
Of course, this is considered from an economic point of view. It cannot be ruled out that some people just like to hunt for wild food, and it is easy to get both money and goods.
Perhaps, this old gangster is such a person?
The three of Tang Chao didn't know, but they had to follow. Today, they saw that the old gangster changed from his normal behavior. After getting up at noon, he no longer gathered his friends to sit at the mahjong stall. Instead, he ate something and drove directly out of the city. Tang Chao and the others thought that something would happen.
As for the harvest, I never expected to rush over excitedly and followed directly to the cemetery...
"Do you want to follow?" Tang Chao turned around and asked as he leaned on the steering wheel and watched the old gangster disappear at the door.
"That's not good." Lao Wei looked a little hesitant, "They are worshiping their elders inside, and this is a cemetery. Who would choose this place for a tryst!"
I can't say for sure, I've seen people dancing in front of the coffin... Tang Chao touched his chin, with an incomprehensible look on his face. This is not a joke, he has actually seen it, the customs are different, people in Europe and America can still play.
, but the location is not at the tomb, but in the church.
"Wait for him to come out. The car is here anyway, and this is the only gate to the cemetery." Zhong Wanqing seemed to be a little taboo, or maybe she felt really awkward mentally, so she decided to wait outside.
But as the sun gradually set on the horizon, and looking at the iron gate exit from time to time, there was still no sign of the old gangster coming out. Zhong Wanqing couldn't help but wonder: "That's not it, is he so filial... How long has it been?"
"About an hour and a half." After announcing the time casually, Tang Chao looked into the cemetery with a thoughtful look on his face.
Lao Wei was stunned when he heard this: "It's been a while, but the car is still there..."
"We can't wait any longer!" Zhong Wanqing immediately opened the car door, "Old Wei, let's go in. Xiao Tang, you stay here and continue to stare at his car. If you have any questions, please call via headset..."
Before they finished speaking, a familiar greeting came, "Boss Zhong!" A few people turned their heads and looked. Not far away, behind a few rows of cars, a woman wearing a wide-brimmed hat and sunglasses came waving. Although
She was dressed quite deliberately to cover up, but naturally it couldn't be hidden from the eyes of the Tang Dynasty people.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Liao Bing?" "Why is it her?"
Looking at each other, several people in Tang Dynasty were a little stunned for a moment. As mentioned before, this person is currently trying his best to invite them to find the so-called stalker, but Zhong Wanqing has never agreed, and it is impossible to agree... How did she find her? Or
What a coincidence?
In any case, it’s not easy to pretend that you didn’t see her if you bumped into her. Seeing the other person stomping over, Zhong Wanqing forced out a professional smile: “Hi, Ms. Liao, what a coincidence.”
"What a coincidence?" Liao Bing walked closer and took off his sunglasses, looked at it strangely, then thought of something and frowned slightly, "Boss Zhong, why can't you get through on the phone? I've been here for several times and can't find you.
,Fortunately I know this car."
"Oh, maybe the signal is not very good." Zhong Wanqing didn't pay attention and asked casually, "Ms. Liao, why are you here..."
"I still want to say this." Liao Bing looked at the gate of the cemetery, his eyes almost turned away, looking a little timid, "Do you know where this is?"
"Cemetery cemetery, what else?"
"It seems you really don't know." Liao Bing's expression softened a little, and he subconsciously looked around, then leaned closer and said, "This is Guan Wenfan's cemetery, he is buried here."
"Huh?" Not only Zhong Wanqing, but also Tang Chao, who was sitting in the car, was also stunned when he heard this. There seemed to be some pick in his mind that was lightly touched, and he looked calmly at the rearview mirrors on both sides... beside the car.
The conversation continued, "So, you are here to pay homage to, uh, your ex-husband?"
Zhong Wanqing looked a little weird. As far as she knew, the person in front of her was not like this. That was the fact. Liao Bing curled her lips slightly, "Why should I worship him... It's not that you asked me to come over and talk."
Really? Otherwise I wouldn’t have come here, it’s bad luck…”
"Wait!" Zhong Wanqing raised her arms with a puzzled look on her face, "What did you just say that I called you over?"
"Yes, that's the text message you sent. I also wanted to ask you what you mean by meeting here, but the phone has been unreachable and the text message has not been answered."
"What...what is this?"
"Sister Qing, get in the car!"
Amidst the urgent warning sound, buzz, the front-wheel drive SUV roared loudly——
…
Bang, the office door of Jiuzhou Rising Lingjiang Base hit the wall. Before it could bounce back, Zong Qing had already stepped into the room and looked at his partner who was drinking tea behind the table. "Old Gao, the Poison Arrow Mercenary Group is here.
The purpose has been determined...well, at least part of it has been determined."
Putting down the tea cup, Gao Changfeng waved his hand: "Sit down, how did you find the breakthrough?"
"The captain of the Poison Arrow Mercenary Group, King Snake with Eyes. His origin has always been a mystery in the circle, but now he has found out..." After a pause, Zong Qing said, "Do you still remember the secret agent who was sacrificed a few days ago?
Blackhead, the hidden camera he hid captured several people, including King Cobra. I asked the technical department to compare. I didn’t plan to find anything. I just went through the process. After all, these people come and go.
I used abnormal channels, but I didn’t expect that the result turned out in the end. This king cobra came to Lingjiang a few years ago, and it used normal channels, alone..."
He took Gao Changfeng's tea cup and didn't mind. He took a sip and continued, "Of course, this doesn't mean anything. The conditions a few years ago were relatively weak. After leaving the airport, it was difficult to identify him.
Whereabouts. I entered the Lingjiang Public Security System and retrieved the case information during that period, but found no valuable clues. The only suspected clue was that a traffic police captain died during patrol, and the law enforcement recorder on his body was also cleared.
The method of destruction was a bit professional, but it left no traces of evidence and had to be abandoned... It was also a coincidence that in the Hutson incident some time ago, Xiao Sun and the others handled the finishing work on the highway. I heard that I was talking about hiring recently.
Soldier, Xiao Sun said casually, it seemed that a mercenary was killed by Hutson at the scene..."
"That man's name is Wu Kun. He was indeed a mercenary in the past. He came from the Poison Arrow Mercenary Group. He was once the confidant of King Cobra and had both hands. However, he was injured in a battle and three fingers on his right hand were cut off, so he had to retreat.
Come down." Looking at the thoughtful Gao Changfeng, Zong Qing said again, "Old Gao, you know that mercenaries earn money from killing people and are inseparable from the battlefield. Once they are disabled and retreat, the outcome is often not good.
It will be wonderful. But Wu Kun is different. After he recovered from his injury, he came to Lingjiang and naturally became the security consultant of the star Guan Wenfan."
"So, what does King Cobra have to do with this..." Gao Changfeng grasped the key point quite sensitively.
"Yes, it was only then that I noticed this star." Zong Qing shook his head, as if he was a little dissatisfied with his reflex arc, "This is also the main clue. The King Cobra came back alone a few years ago.
At that time, it was the time when Guan Wenfan got married. Oh, the hotel surveillance video had long since disappeared. It was also a secret wedding. Celebrities are used to hiding their marriages. Although Guan Wenfan was not famous at that time... Fortunately, the wedding was filmed, through
The police got the wedding video from Guan Wenfan's wife. I was lucky. That woman had already destroyed all traces of her and Guan Wenfan's time together, but the wedding video was kept in her hometown and could not be cleaned up in time... In the wedding video, as expected,
I found the figure of the King Cobra, sitting quietly in the corner, watching, and it disappeared in a flash. I asked Guan Wenfan's wife, and she said she didn't have any impression, she only knew that it was Guan Wenfan's relative..."
"It should be that they deliberately hide their relationship, which is normal. One is obviously popular, and the other is a murderous mercenary... Is there a plot similar to this in any movie or TV series? It always feels a bit familiar.
Hey, why am I talking to a boring guy like you who just spends time in the training room?"
Zong Qing thought for a moment, then looked at Gao Changfeng, who was speechless, and returned to the topic with a smile, "These are not important, the important thing is to make sure that the two are connected, and everything will be easy to investigate. King Cobra is the Chinese
His original name was Guan Wuhao, and he was Guan Wenfan's half-brother. The two separated many years ago. Guan Wenfan lived in China, while Guan Wuhao followed his mother to the United States. By chance, he became a mercenary and formed a group of soldiers.
Asian poisonous arrow mercenary group."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Finally finished, Zong Qing picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Gao Changfeng gradually frowned: "So, Guan Wuhao came back to avenge his brother this time
Yes? But Hutson is already dead, the kind that left his body intact."
"The direct murderer is dead, but the indirect one may not be..." Zong Qing narrowed his eyes and shook his head, "When Guan Wuhao left the country, Guan Wenfan was only three years old, and he couldn't speak clearly... Although I am very curious about the two brothers.
Where did the relationship come from, but since Guan Wuhao can come back to attend Guan Wenfan's wedding, then the relationship cannot be shallow, and it makes sense to drag unrelated people to bury his brother with him."
What Gao Changfeng thought of: "Is Guan Wenfan's wife named Liao or something...Liao Bing? The one who was involved in the divorce and property division some time ago?"
"Hey, Lao Gao, you can do it, you actually know about entertainment gossip?!" Zong Qing looked incredulous.
He rolled his eyes angrily, "Nonsense! As soon as I turned on my phone and computer, all the pop-up headlines were like this. It's hard not to see it. Can you not know... Stop talking nonsense, let's be serious. If Guan Wuhao wants
If you want to take revenge, then this woman must be at the forefront. Someone must be sent to protect her, so Xiao Sun can go now..."
"Don't worry, I have already arranged it, otherwise I will be nagging you here?" Old God Zong Qing raised his finger, "Besides her, there should be a few people, an investigation company, they picked up the phone at that time
Liao Bing was commissioned to investigate Guan Wenfan, and the photos of Liao Bing's inheritance dispute in the news were provided by them, and I have asked Ah Hua to take people there."
After a pause, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he parted through the clouds to see the blue sky. He smiled with everything under control, "Maybe we can find other clues... If we want to take revenge, it is enough for Guan Wuhao to come back alone. There is no need to use the poisonous arrow mercenaries."
Bring the regiment here, oh, and the black thunder and lightning has receded, there must be other purposes, big purposes, revenge should be just a incidental matter."
"That makes sense, then let's keep an eye on these people and follow the clues to find the Poison Arrow Mercenary Group!" Affected, Gao Changfeng couldn't help but get excited. When he thought of something, his eyes flashed, "This time... we should be able to catch up.
Are you in front of that one? Lao Zong, you know, a few days ago I typed up the black thunder and lightning report, and I was completely embarrassed. The old boss even called me to show that I was surprised and wanted to follow
I change the defense zone and hug my thigh? Are thighs so easy to hug? With that guy's temper, I can't believe it if I accidentally trample him to death!" He punched his palm with a punch, full of anger. It seemed that he was really angry before.
Not light.
"Then we must rush ahead!" Zong Qing responded decisively, "We have to accept the black thunder and lightning incident. It did help us solve a big trouble invisibly, but the Poison Arrow Mercenary Group is different. We are all looking for
If there is no trace of that group of people, I don’t believe that he can easily find them alone. It would also appear that we are too incompetent. Not to mention other things, just the breakthrough I have found now, we, the police, the parties involved, the police station, the Civil Affairs Bureau...
… How many days did Lingzhi and I spend in the analysis room, and how many resources were mobilized before we finally verified it. This is something that only the state machinery can do, not individuals!"
"It's done!"
The two palms were tightly clasped together across the desk and shook, showing the excitement of a serf turning over and singing.
Don't think this reaction is exaggerated. As the heads of the Jiuzhou Rise Lingjiang branch, Gao Changfeng and Zong Qing have a really difficult job. There is a big boss in the jurisdiction, which should be something worth celebrating.
But if you are a happy boss who doesn't listen to tunes and announcements, and occasionally comes out to cause trouble, then the sadness and entanglement involved are really not enough to impress outsiders.
On the one hand, when faced with an unsolvable dilemma, they hope that the big boss will come down to earth to make peace. But on the other hand, they really don’t want to see the big boss again... not just because of the shame, this
They can still bear it. They are afraid that when the gods descend to earth, the demons will come to the world at the same time... I feel unsure and really panic! With great abilities comes great responsibilities. This is true, but look at it from another angle.
In fact, it can also be established, that is, the greater the ability, the greater the flaws!
To give another simple example, the existence of the Tang Dynasty is like a strategic nuclear weapon to them. Have you ever seen anyone throw a nuclear weapon at their own head? Of course, this situation has not happened yet, but who knows what will happen in the future.
Yes, after all, the control buttons are not in their hands...
Returning to the office again, he released his palms. Zong Qing's cell phone rang, and he picked it up.
"Hey, Ganoderma...oh, I'm not in the analysis room, I'm in Lao Gao's office, what's wrong?"
Before he finished speaking, the phone was hung up, and with a bang, the door of Gao Changfeng's office was slammed open again, and Lingzhi, who seemed to be always holding his laptop, rushed in, "Captain Zong, Captain Gao, there's a situation!"
Zong Qing and Zong Qing looked at each other: "Speak."
"Just now Xiao Sun and A Hua called back and asked me to check the whereabouts of two cars. One was from Liao Bing and the other was from the investigation company. I checked and found that the two cars were one behind the other.
They all went to the western suburbs, and the paths were the same."
"This... is a bit of a coincidence. They must have made an appointment before." Zong Qing thought for a while, "They have collaborated before, so it would not be strange for them to meet together. Well, where in the western suburbs is the appointment specifically?"
"There are no cameras for some distance after getting off the expressway, so I can't be sure. But..." Lingzhi pointed to the laptop screen and a certain point on the web map, "This is the Xijiao Cemetery. Judging from the path they chose, it is a must-pass.
This place, uh, is also Guan Wenfan’s cemetery!”
"Walter?"
"What?"
Zong Qing and Gao Changfeng looked at each other subconsciously, and their entire scalps instantly became numb, numb inside and out.
The next moment, there was a roar and explosion, "Gather, gather! Everyone gather and stand by -"