Rebirth Hong Kong as a hero

Chapter 121 Undercurrent
on the road.

The car shuttled quickly on the uninhabited road, Song Zijie controlled the steering wheel steadily, and glanced at Ji Bu from the corner of his eye from time to time.

Fangcai.

Ji Bu deduced and reconstructed the scene of the shooting at the Yuandu Hotel through just a few minutes of on-site investigation.

Intuition told him that this person was not as simple as he imagined, and that this person seemed to have the same purpose as himself.

Ji Bu noticed Song Zijie's gaze and ignored him. He looked at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window, frowned and smoked a cigarette, thinking.

At this moment.

His mind was active, and he quickly reviewed everything that happened tonight, and quickly reviewed everything in his mind:
Tan Cheng reached an agreement with the Eight-faced Buddha, and then shot himself. After being defeated by himself, he had no choice but to catch the Eight-faced Buddha.

then.

Tan Cheng and the others were instantly killed by the Eight-faced Buddha and his gang.

There are two signals given by the death scene:

the first:

The eight-faced Buddha came here this time to bring elites.

Whether it's ambushing and shooting Tan Cheng and his group, or when they leave, each of them performs their duties to open the way, destroy the closed-circuit TV, and destroy the closed-circuit TV. The division of labor is clear.

second:

The Eight-faced Buddha must have received the news. Tan Cheng and the others came to arrest him, so the Eight-faced Buddha ambushed in advance to achieve the effect of killing him with one blow.

The question is coming:

Who told him this information?
Tonight, I only told Miao Zhihua about this matter. If Miao Zhihua has no problem, then there is only one judgment:

The partner of the Eight-faced Buddha, the black policeman who hides in the police force.

He told the Eight-faced Buddha what happened tonight, and woke up the Eight-faced Buddha, so Tan Cheng and the others were ambushed.

This seemed a little anxious.

Because the actions of the police were not involved at all, it was impossible to deduce who revealed the news to the Eight-faced Buddha.

In the end, I still missed such a stubble.

Because the incident happened in Saigon District, and it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, similar cases were usually reported to the superiors the next day.

Originally, Ji Bu thought that the news would not be revealed so quickly, but who knew that his imagination was too simple.

soon.

The car arrived at Saigon Police Station.

"arrive."

Song Zijie pushed open the car door and got out, leaned against the front of the car and lit a cigarette, his eyes fell on Ji Bu, hesitant to speak.

"You have something to say?"

Ji Bu glanced at Song Zijie, seeing him hesitating to speak, he was inexplicably amused: "Because I haven't left yet, if you ask me, I might answer you."

At this time, Song Zijie still had a bit of vigor in him, and because of Song Zihao, it was understandable that he was quite aggressive towards people like himself.

"What do you infer about the group that killed Tan Cheng and the others tonight?"

Song Zijie exhaled the smoke, and deduced the case with Ji Bu: "I always feel that this matter is not as simple as I imagined."

He can be regarded as one of the witnesses of this incident tonight. It took only a few hours from the time the big brother Ji was taken away to the scene of the shooting at the Yuandu Hotel.

"What can I deduce."

Ji Bu shrugged helplessly, spread his hands and said, "The case you want to investigate is Tan Cheng's counterfeit banknote group."

"Now that Tan Cheng is dead, you have also obtained the evidence about the counterfeit banknote group. You should be happy when you get the credit."

"Humph!"

Seeing Ji Bu's attitude, Song Zijie snorted coldly and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Song Zijie couldn't detect the information about the shooting scene, and Ji Bu's performance just now made Song Zijie look at him with admiration.

He really wanted to talk to Ji Bu about this case, but Ji Bu didn't talk to him right now, and there was sarcasm in his words, which made him feel embarrassed and asked for advice humbly.

"correct."

Seeing that Song Zijie was so interested in this case, Ji Bu saw that this was an opportunity to chat with him: "Let me ask you a question."

Song Zijie leaned against the front of the car and smoked. He didn't say he wanted to answer Ji Bu's question, but he didn't leave either. It was obvious that he wanted to talk to Ji Bu.

"A lot of things happened in Saigon District tonight."

Ji Bu thought about it briefly, and asked in the direction he wanted to know: "According to common sense, when do you usually report this kind of case to your superiors?"

According to what I have learned so far, Superintendent Long, a police station, is only offline, and the black policeman hiding in the police force is at least the chief superintendent.

The chief superintendent is in charge of several districts by himself. What happened in the Saigon district at night, as the chief superintendent, he has no reason to know so quickly.

"Humph."

Song Zijie snorted haughtily at first, and then began to answer: "Cases that happen at night are usually handled by the police officers on duty in the jurisdiction."

He pondered for a while, and added: "Like everything that happened tonight, although many people died, these are typical vendettas between gangsters."

"As long as it is not particularly serious, a major criminal is wanted, and no innocent citizens are injured or injured, the superior will usually report to the next day."

"what"

Ji Bu nodded thoughtfully when he heard the words: "I know what you said." After a pause, he came to Song Zijie:

"Who is on duty at your police station tonight?"

"Chief Inspector."

"hey-hey."

Ji Bu chuckled and looked at Song Zijie with burning eyes.

"It's not impossible to ask me to help you."

Song Zijie naturally knew what Ji Bu meant. He wanted to ask the Chief Inspector on duty if he had reported the situation to the higher authorities:

"I can help you, but you have to tell me why you are so interested in this case. You said that you and Tan Cheng are not in the same group. Why are you so obsessed with this case now?!"

When he was talking, he kept staring at Ji Bu, observed Ji Bu's expression, trying to find out some tricks from Ji Bu's words and deeds.

"Um"

Ji Bu groaned, looked at Song Zijie who was staring at him, his face was calm without any waves, and said slowly:

"It does not matter why I am so interested in this case, for the simple reason I have just said."

"These places in my hands are all normal business operations. Tan Cheng arranged for people to come to my place to frame me. I have no reason not to find them."

"Although Tan Cheng is dead, I can feel that the person who killed him has an interest relationship with Tan Cheng. I, Ji Bu, am a person who will take revenge. I definitely want to find out the person behind the scenes."

Paused.

He glanced at Song Zijie: "If you are interested, if there is a follow-up to this matter, I don't mind working with Song Sir."

"Of course, there are prerequisites for this cooperation. I personally think that Song Sir is not qualified to cooperate with me in terms of your current state."

Ji Bu's words were sharp, and he said straight to the point: "You are too sharp, and you are too self-righteous in investigating cases. You are not a qualified partner."

"you!"

Song Zijie was a little dissatisfied immediately.

"how?"

But Ji Bu didn't save him face, and asked again: "Am I wrong? I can induce you to come to my place to clean up the place by just doing anything."

"Humph!"

Song Zijie snorted coldly, strode towards the police station, and left two words without looking back: "Wait."

About 10 minutes passed.

Song Zijie came out with the boss Ji: "Those people who carried white powder have already explained that someone ordered them to go to the Brilliant Nightclub to make a show, and it has nothing to do with your nightclub."

"Thank you sir."

The big brother Kippie replied with a half smile, and then looked at Ji Bu: "Thank you big brother, then I'll go first."

He could naturally see that Ji Bu and Song Zijie still had something to talk about, and it was also because of Ji Bu that he was able to come out so quickly.

"Well, hard work."

Ji Bu sent the boss Ji away, and his eyes fell on Song Zijie: "What do you say?"

"I asked."

Song Zijie spoke quickly, but he didn't stop talking, and told Ji Bu what he just asked:

"Mo Sir said that he didn't report what happened tonight to his superiors."

"Ok?"

Ji Bu narrowed his eyes when he heard this, "Not one?"

"Yes."

Song Zijie nodded: "Tonight, there are three cases in our jurisdiction. One is the gang fight at Baishawan Wharf, the other is the explosion at Wenwu Temple, and the last one is Yuandu Hotel."

"Although firearms were involved in the previous two cases, they were still within the controllable range. Mo Sir did not report to the higher authorities."

"As for the Yuandu Hotel case, it happened after these two incidents, so it's not very informative."

Song Zijie is not stupid.

Although Ji Bu refused to tell himself why he was so interested in Tan Cheng's case, he also knew that Ji Bu's eyes were on them.

"really?"

Ji Bu frowned.

"real."

Song Zijie nodded impatiently: "Sir Mo is my boss, I know him well."

"Okay, I know what's in my mind."

Ji Bu nodded thoughtfully, and didn't continue to ask: "If there is any follow-up progress, I will notify you and give you credit."

"I'll check it out myself."

Song Zijie replied proudly, looking at Ji Bu who was leaving: "I will investigate you too, you better be careful, if you have a problem, I will arrest you first."

Without looking back, Ji Bu waved his hand at him, got into the car in the parking lot, started the car and drove out.

At this time, the sky has turned pale.

Ji Bu's speed was not fast, and he rolled down the window to feel the wind blowing in from the outside of the boat, thoughtfully.

The Saigon District did not report the cases that happened tonight, and the news was received there.

It seems.

The strength of this black policeman is far greater than what he imagined. He must have his minions in every police station.

It was already dawn when we drove from Saigon District to our residence.

During this period of time, he has been living in the house provided by Yang Kou Kou. The original house has just been unsealed, and he has not gone back to deal with it for the time being.

During this period of time, he has been looking for a house, and A'e is still living in the university, so he is not in a hurry. After finding a suitable house, he can move by himself.

Pull the car over to the side of the road.

Ji Bu stretched his arms, lit a cigarette, got out of the car, and walked towards the breakfast shop over there.

It was already seven o'clock in the morning, and there were quite a lot of people in the breakfast shop. Ji Bu snuffed out his cigarette outside the shop, then went in, ordered a few things and sat down.

"Abu, what a coincidence."

Yang Koukou's voice sounded, and then she appeared at the table: "It happens to be full, do you mind sharing a table with you?"

Today, she is wearing a very casual outfit, a light beige ribbed-knit cardigan, paired with a pair of high-waisted tapered jeans, her figure is undoubtedly revealed.

"no problem."

Naturally, Ji Bu would not refuse, and glanced at Yang Kou, "Why did you get up so early today?"

"I'm going back to the mainland today, so hurry up."

Yang Kouko opened the stool and sat down, blinked her eyes and looked Ji Bu up and down, and looked at him with Bulling Bulling eyes:
"What? Looking at you, it seems that you haven't slept all night? Are you a little depressed?"

"Um"

Ji Bu said casually: "I worked overtime at night, it's okay, I'll go back to catch up on sleep later."

"Staying up late hurts your health."

Yang Koukou picked up the chopsticks, picked up the first piece of noodles in the bowl, hung them in the air, pouting and blowing to cool the noodles:

"You have to pay attention."

"Ah."

The two chatted casually.

Yang Kou Kou ate very fast, probably early, said goodbye to Ji Bu and left. When Ji Bu came out, Yang Kou Kou was still waiting by the roadside.

"how?"

Ji Bu lit a cigarette and walked up to her.

"It is estimated that there will be a traffic jam in the morning, and the driver has not come yet."

Yang Koukou raised her hand and looked at the watch in her hand: "It's early in the morning, and taxis can't be called."

"Let's go."

Ji Bu raised the car key in Yang's hand: "That's right, I'll take you to the pier."

"also."

Yang Kouko thought for a while without refusing, and took Ji Bu's car key: "Let me drive it, you can take a rest at the back first, please."

"it is good."

The two got into the car one after the other.

The car drove out slowly, and then merged into the traffic flow.

rear.

A man wearing a peaked cap came out of the breakfast shop where the two had eaten just now, and looked at the two people who drove away, disappearing at the corner of the street.

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"Thank you."

Yang Kou was running out of time, so after Chongji said a word of thanks, she walked in, her steps fast.

Go into the station hall.

She looked up at the entrance of the station. Before the car arrived, she found a stool and sat down. Just as she sat down, two men walked up to Yang Koukou.

The two took out their documents and flashed them in front of Yang Kouko, and looked at her expressionlessly: "I am the inspector of the North District, Ms. Yang, and there is a case here that requires your cooperation."

talking room.

He took out a photo from his pocket and placed it in front of Yang Koukou: "Do you know this person?"

on the photo.

It was Ji Bu's photo.

"he?"

Yang Koukou glanced at Ji Bu in the photo, her eyebrows were slightly clustered, a trace of vigilance flashed in her eyes, she answered with a clear mind and without changing expression:

"I know, what's the matter? He was the one who drove over to the pier just now."

"very good."

Hearing Yang Kouko's truthful answer, the man nodded in satisfaction: "His name is Ji Bu, when did you two meet?!"

Before Yang Kou could speak, he said again:

"According to our understanding, you should have known each other for a long time. What is the relationship between this man named Ji Bu and you?"

"normal friend."

Yang Koukou didn't change his face, looked at the photo and then at the two people: "But it's not like I knew him a long time ago."

"I met him a week ago. It was raining that day, and my car had another problem. The driver couldn't come to pick me up. It happened that I got a ride with him without any problems."

"That's how we got to know each other. What's the matter? Is there a problem?"

"Humph!"

The man snorted coldly, and his tone became severe:
"It's full of nonsense, let me tell you, this Ji Bu is now involved in a white powder transaction, the nature of which is extremely bad, if you dare to cover him up, then you have to think about the consequences."

"What?!"

Yang Koukou stood up straight away, not intimidated by him at all, but scolded coquettishly:
"He and I are just ordinary friends. If you have any questions, you can just go to him. You don't need to come to me. I don't know him very well."

"Ordinary friends, aren't you very familiar?!"

The man sneered again, and stared at Yang Kou Kou: "According to our understanding, you have known him for several years, right? You are dating him, you are lying!"

"Who told you that?!"

Yang Koukou put her hands on her hips, her black eyebrows stood erect, and her pretty melon-seeded face was covered with frost, she scolded the two of them in a cold voice:

"Let me tell you, Miss Ben is the director of a dignified company, she is a person of status no matter in the mainland or in Hong Kong Island, and she has never dated anyone, a mere Ji Bu, he is worthy of being compared with Miss Ben? !"

"I said I'm not familiar with this Ji Bu. We've only known each other for a week. Please stop harassing me, or I'll let my lawyer sue you!"

"It seems that you will not cooperate with us."

The man's tone became cold, and he scolded in a cold voice: "In this case, then come with us to the police station. I think you will remember something when you get there."

"you dare!"

Yang Kou raised her eyebrows, not afraid of the two of them at all: "My lady has a busy schedule today, which delayed mine, and you can't bear the responsibility!"

"Go back and inquire carefully. What kind of business does our family do? Even if your boss comes and sees me, Yang Koukou, you have to be polite to me."

"I'll let my lawyer come and talk to you, get out of the way!"

talking.

She's going to call.

The man stood in front of her and did not give way.

"Bold!"

Yang Kou shouted coquettishly, and raised her hand to fan the man's face: "No one has ever dared to stand in the way of Miss Ben!"

"Depend on!"

The man gritted his teeth and avoided Yang Kou's slap, his face was ugly.

"presumptuous!"

Yang Koukou was extremely arrogant: "Get out of the way! Also, take out your IDs, I want my lawyer to sue you two."

"In my eyes, if you give you face, you are officers, if you don't give you face, just the two of you are small characters, and you are not worthy of carrying shoes with this lady!"

"Wait, you two rush to the street, waiting to be dismissed, it's really an ugly thing, no one dares to offend."

At this moment, Yang Koukou seemed like a pampered young lady, full of manners.

"OK OK."

The other person in the same group quickly sang a bad face, pulled away his companion and smiled at Yang Koukou:
"Miss Yang, don't be angry, don't be angry, it may be a misunderstanding."

"Since you don't know him well, we won't bother you. It's just a misunderstanding. I'm really sorry."

Done.

He hurriedly pulled his accomplices away quickly and disappeared at the exit.

rear.

Yang Koukou stood on the spot, watching the two people disappear, the expression on his face fluctuated, at this time the other side had already started to get on the bus.

After a little thought.

She didn't follow the flow of people to take the car, but turned and walked into the bathroom beside her.

About ten minutes later, Yang Kou came out of the bathroom, looked left and right to confirm that the two had left, and then came to the phone booth.

Here.

Just as Ji Bu got home, the phone rang.

"Hey?"

"Abu?"

Yang Koukou spoke quickly, and described what happened just now to Ji Bu.

"Police?!"

Ji Bu frowned when he heard this: "They said we've known each other for a long time?!"

"Yes."

Yang Kou looked around, and her voice became softer again: "I suspect that they are here for "Abu", what do you think?!"

"Are you OK?"

Ji Bu picked up the coat he just took off and the car keys on the table: "I'll pick you up now."

"They dare not touch me, I have scared them away."

Yang Koukou thought very clearly and said: "No, I have to go. I have already said that I will go back to the mainland today. If I don't go back, the previous and subsequent rhetoric will not match up."

"Be careful yourself. I feel that this matter is not so simple, so I specially called you to remind you."

The two exchanged a few words again, then hung up the phone.

She dialed another number and called her assistant on Hong Kong Island:
"Assistant Zhang, you go to the North District Police Station to file a complaint."

"This morning, two so-called inspectors of the North District harassed Miss Ben. You should report them severely!"

"Ok."

After finishing all this, Yang Koukou hung up the phone, showed her pass, and bought a ticket for the next bus.

This side of the phone.

Ji Bu pressed the phone back, frowned and sat on the sofa, looking out the French windows, lost in thought.

"hiss"

He lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

"Cha Yang Kou?!"

"Cheat?"

Ji Bu carefully recalled the situation described by Yang Kouko just now: "The people from the North District came to find Yang Kouko, pretending that she and brother Ali have known each other for a long time?!"

"Someone is checking his identity?! What is their purpose of approaching Yang Kou Kou? Are they searching for the evidence that they haven't found?"

"The black police are about to start the next step. They found out that brother Ali had some contact with Yang Koukou before, and tried to find the evidence from Yang Koukou that he didn't show up?!"

"Shouldn't be."

Ji Bu frowned: "Back when Brother Shan cooperated with the black police, the reason why the black police didn't reveal their identity to Brother Shan was probably because they were afraid of having this "evidence" in their hands, so they didn't reveal it. I am an undercover agent."

"Since he thought he had this evidence at that time and didn't dare to provoke himself, why would he dare to investigate Yang Kou now?"

"They suspect that brother Ali has known Yang Koukou for a long time, and suspect that the evidence is hidden with Yang Koukou?!"

"Or, they recognized me and Ali as two people?!"

a time.

Ji Bu felt that his mind was in a mess, he stubbed out the cigarette and rubbed his face vigorously.

Yang Koukou is not in danger right now.

He simply lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.

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the other side.

After the two policemen drove away from the station, they came to a telephone booth, dialed a number and waited to be connected.

"I've been looking for her just now."

The man's tone was respectful, and he reported quickly: "However, judging from Yang Kou's reaction, it seems that she and Ji Bu are not very familiar."

"Not very familiar?"

The middle-aged voice on the other end of the phone was calm and suspicious: "Are you sure?"

"It should be like this."

The man repeated what happened at the station today: "This Yang Kou has a special status, and we dare not be tough on her."

"hiss"

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and said to himself: "I just met seven days ago, I just met seven days ago, the two of them are so familiar?"

"This Ji Bu is quite charming, isn't he?!"

He didn't say any more, just hung up the phone, lit a cigarette by himself, sat on the sofa and started smoking, not knowing what he was thinking.

Soon.

The news came from the North District Police Station: "Sir, a lawyer has come to the police station to complain. The lawyer is from Yang Koukou. He said that he was harassed by our police officers at the station today."

"it is good."

The middle-aged man nodded, expressing that he knew: "Have you really come to the police station to complain? Yang Koukou really doesn't know Ji Bu well?!"

"It seems that the information you gave me is not accurate."

(End of this chapter)