Rebirth Hong Kong as a hero

Chapter 331
The screams of the teenager's collapse resounded in the street, and the passers-by watching this scene stopped to point and discuss in a low voice.

"Da da da"

After a burst of hurried footsteps, Song Zijie and Chief Inspector Sun ran down the stairs with their assistants. Looking at Li Yuliang lying in a pool of blood, they immediately pulled the cordon to seal off the scene.

"Oh shit!"

Song Zijie glanced at the dying Li Yuliang, then at the slumped young man beside him, gritted his teeth at Chief Inspector Sun and growled:

"Are you fucking sick? What are you provoking him for?! I could catch him any more."

"Song Zijie!"

Chief Inspector Sun listened to Song Zijie's words, snorted coldly and immediately reprimanded him: "Please pay attention to your wording! What do you mean I stimulated him!"

"And you said you didn't?!"

Song Zijie glared at Chief Inspector Sun.

"Don't put your own responsibility and fault on me, can you?"

A trace of disdain flashed in Chief Inspector Sun's eyes, and he said coldly, "Who is to blame for not being able to catch him yourself? Li Yuliang wants to die with all his heart, and who can stop him."

Li Yuliang was dead, and his mission had been completed, so he would not be polite to Song Zijie.

"He wants to die?!"

Song Zijie took two steps forward and came to Chief Inspector Sun, staring at him with burning eyes: "He wants to die, so what do you mean by what you said just now? Are you alluding to his family?!"

"Are you threatening him with his family? If it weren't for what you said just now, I don't think he would jump off the stairs right away!"

"I suspect you now, I suspect that you have a problem! Inspector Sun, wait for me to complain to you! Are you threatening him with this kind of words?!"

Song Zijie was in a rocky mood at the moment. If it wasn't for him, he might have caught Li Yuliang, and he wouldn't have jumped off the building to die.

"Song Zijie, you are enough!"

When Chief Inspector Sun heard this, he also roared in a low voice: "Do you know what you are talking about?! Let me tell you, your words have already framed me, and I will deal with you!"

"From now on, pay attention to your tone and attitude, that's how you talk to your boss!"

"Go away! This is how I behave."

Song Zijie let out a low growl: "You fucking end it yourself, I want to sue you, I will sue you to the end!"

"Song Zijie!"

Chief Inspector Sun's nose was twisted in anger, this Song Zijie was simply lawless, what else did he want to say, Song Zijie ignored him at all, and was calling his buddy to leave.

aside.

Li Yuliang's son sat slumped on the ground, his eyes widened, staring straight at Song Zijie and Chief Inspector Sun who were scolding each other.

"."

Song Zijie glanced at Li Yuliang lying in a pool of blood with flickering eyes, sighed with wriggling lips, reached out and took off his coat, and covered Li Yuliang's body:
"Li Yuliang, Li Yuliang, what are you afraid to say, even if you die, you will bear the blame on yourself."

The coat covered Li Yuliang's body to preserve the last bit of decency for him, Song Zijie let out a sigh of relief, turned and left.

"Oh shit!"

Chief Inspector Sun gritted his teeth viciously, but he didn't continue to quarrel with Song Zijie here. He just secretly remembered Song Zijie, clean up the scene first, and direct his men to control the field.

"That... who is that?!"

Chief Inspector Sun was already in a bad mood, glanced at the young man sitting paralyzed not far from Li Yuliang's body, frowned and scolded angrily:

"Hurry up and pull people away, what is it, you're scared to sit on the ground without even seeing a small scene?! Pull away, pull away, quickly pull away."

"Sir Sun."

The clerk came up and motioned to the slumped young man over there: "That... this man is muttering something, he seems to be Li Yuliang's son."

"what?"

Chief Inspector Sun was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then waved his hands impatiently: "What about Li Yuliang's son? Li Yuliang committed suicide in fear of crime. There is nothing worthy of pity. Take him away."

Li Yuliang is dead, and he has already been charged with all the crimes, so he has no use value, and there is nothing to be polite about.

"Yes!"

The subordinate nodded when he heard the words, stepped over, and two people pulled the boy up from the ground, dragged him outside the cordon, told him to wait, and then began to get busy on the scene. When they finished their busy work, they realized that The boy who had been made to wait just now had long since disappeared.

"What about people?"

"who cares."

No one cares where Li Yuliang's son has gone, their task has been completed and everyone is happy.

Here.

Song Zijie returned home in a bad mood. Before departure, Ji Bu was temporarily dismissed on the grounds that he was not a police officer. Although Ji Bu reminded himself in advance and tried his best, Li Yuliang still died. .

Li Yuliang's self-confessed conversations before his death were all recorded, and his identity as a scapegoat was confirmed. If Li Yuliang did not die, there was a possibility of breaking him later. Once a person died, nothing would be left.

"Yes."

Song Zijie took out the cigarette distractedly and lit it, lit the cigarette with the lighter and took two puffs vigorously, then said to Ji Bu on the other end of the phone:
"I didn't hold it, I jumped down and fell to my death, um, okay..."

Chatting with Ji Bu hastily, Song Zijie was just about to leave when he saw the young man following him and frowned: "Why are you following me?"

"I didn't kill your father. He wants to jump off by himself, and I can't even hold him back."

He took a sip of his cigarette, sighed, shrugged and said, "So you can't blame me, and I can't help it."

The young man didn't speak, but stood at a distance from Song Zijie, his face was immature, with a few pimples, his eyes were red, and he looked straight at Song Zijie.

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Song Zijie was a little speechless, and then said: "I know that it is very uncomfortable for a child like you to see your father jump off the stairs and fall in front of you, but I can't help it."

"I'm a policeman. If he has a problem, I'm going to arrest him. It's only right and proper."

The young man was unmoved, just looked at him without speaking.

".."

Song Zijie didn't speak anymore, and just left, the young man followed behind him.

When Song Zijie stopped, the young man also stopped. When Song Zijie turned his head and walked, the young man backed away, keeping a distance.

"I'm done."

Song Zijie was completely speechless. He stopped and took out a cigarette to light it. He took a sip and said, "I repeat, your father's death has nothing to do with me. If you follow me again, I will arrest you and take you back to the police station!"

"My dad didn't deserve to die, right?"

Li Yuliang's son finally spoke, staring straight at Song Zijie: "He's just a scapegoat, right?!"

"Ok!"

Song Zijie nodded: "Yeah, he's just a scapegoat. Forget it. It's useless to tell you. Your father is very upset about this matter. Wait for the follow-up police report."

He waved his hand and warned: "That's it, don't follow me anymore!"

The young man didn't listen to Song Zijie, and the two continued to chat on the street, keeping a distance.

"stop!"

Song Zijie couldn't take it anymore, and looked back at him: "What? You want to kill me to avenge your father?!"

"call"

The boy took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. He took a puff skillfully and breathed out the smoke. It seemed that he had learned to smoke a long time ago.

"Your name is Song Zijie, right? I heard it just now."

The boy looked at Song Zijie while exhaling smoke: "You are different from those policemen, aren't you?! You don't want my father to die!"

The young man just listened to the quarrel between Song Zijie and Chief Inspector Sun, and he got a general idea.

"Ah."

Song Zijie nodded patiently: "Some things."

"You're a good cop, not like them."

The young man didn't listen to Song Zijie's continuation, and interrupted him directly: "You covered my father with a piece of clothing, and you saved him face."

"Everyone came out to mess around, no matter what position they used to be, they were enemies, but you gave him the last dignity, unlike those policemen, I respect you."

He said seriously.

"Impressed."

Song Zijie was speechless: "Where did you learn the tricks in the world, study hard."

"Dad was killed by them, right?!"

The young man stared at Song Zijie firmly, and continued, "I want to avenge my father."

"Read well."

Song Zijie persuaded: "The reason why he died may be to protect you and his family."

"I know Dad's secret!"

The boy took a step forward and stared at Song Zijie: "Dad has a book in his hand, which records various things, numbers, and names."

"what?!"

Song Zijie's eyelids twitched when he heard this, and he almost lost the cigarette in his hand: "What did you say? You know these things?!"

"You're going to help me get rid of them, right?!"

The young man stared at Song Zijie: "I'll give you this thing, you will help me, right?"

"Ok!"

Song Zijie nodded, impatiently: "I promise you, I won't lie to you."

"Everyone come out to mess around, spittle and nail, and do what you say, don't trick me."

The young man continued to talk, persistently said: "If you dare to lie to me, I will definitely kill you, your whole family!"

"Grass."

Song Zijie looked at Li Yuliang's son, and nodded speechlessly again: "Yes, you do what you say, where did you learn the principles of the world, children are so extreme."

"It has nothing to do with you, my elder brother taught me."

The boy stopped talking nonsense, and continued: "That thing is in the utility room downstairs of our house. I found it by accident. When I asked him for money, my father was unwilling to give it to me. Then I followed him to pay attention. He wanted to steal his private money, and found out by accident."

"That thing should still be there."

"go!"

Song Zijie stepped forward and grabbed his arm: "Take me there. If this thing is really useful, don't worry, this group of people can't run away."

"Ah."

The boy nodded, Song Zijie stopped a taxi and went straight to the destination.

soon.

The two came to the utility room downstairs in Li Yuliang's house. Li Yuliang's son opened the door and went in. After pawing around in the corner, he finally found a black notebook from a pile of shoe boxes.

Song Zijie took it, opened it and began to browse, looking at the content above, getting faster and faster, and the expression on his face gradually relaxed.

This book recorded the details of Li Yuliang's benefit chain for Cai Yuanqi's work, how much everyone received and how they gave it away, in detail and clearly.

"Good guy!"

Song Zijie closed the notebook, and his eyes fell on Li Yuliang's son: "This item is very important and useful."

"Then you promised me."

Li Yuliang's son looked at Song Zijie: "I want the one surnamed Sun to die today!"

"There is no death penalty on Hong Kong Island."

Song Zijie shook his head: "But according to my judgment, he has been in prison for less than ten years, so I will twist his head off and give you a kick."

"real?"

"real!"

Song Zijie nodded: "In your words, honesty is what you pay attention to when you come out to hang out. I promise you that you will not be wrong."

"it is good."

The boy nodded: "Don't lie to me, if you are with them, I will not let you go."

"Ah."

the other side.

resort.

Wu Fei drove Ji Bu to the resort in a car, and went straight to the destination to meet Senior Superintendent Wu Xianming.

"coming."

Senior Superintendent Wu Xianming looked at Ji Bu: "Thank you."

"It should be Sir Wu who worked hard."

Ji Bu bared his teeth and smiled: "Then start shutting down the Internet? Li Yuliang is dead, and he took all the crimes on himself. These eight people became the key breakthrough."

"Not in a hurry."

Senior superintendent Wu Xianming smiled and waved his hands, motioning for Ji Bu to sit down: "The eight of them can't escape, it's a certainty, don't worry."

"Before that, let's meet someone first. He has wanted to meet you for a long time."

Then he signaled his subordinates to go out to invite someone, and not long after the room door opened, a middle-aged man who was about the same height as Ji Bu walked in steadily, with a square face and sharp brows.

Beside him, Yang Koukou was holding the middle-aged man's arm, leaning against the middle-aged man intimately, when he saw Ji Bu, he winked at Ji Bu.

The two walked in together, they looked somewhat similar, which made Ji Bu guess his identity immediately.

Yang Koukou's father, Yang Linjing.

"This"

Ji Bu was a little surprised by Yang Linjing's sudden appearance. After meeting his eyes, he walked up with a straight back and said hello with a smile: "Hello, Uncle Yang."

"Hahaha"

Yang Linjing laughed heartily, looked Ji Bu up and down, and nodded with satisfaction: "Ji Bu, I've been listening to Kou Kou complimenting you all the time. When I saw you today, I made a good first impression."

"Thank you uncle."

Ji Bu smiled and nodded, "Why did you come here in person, and you're ready to finish your work to see you?"

"Isn't that just right?"

Yang Linjing raised his hand and patted Ji Bu's shoulder: "I have a business to discuss here. It's just right. I've heard about your business. You've done a good job. Sir Wu is full of praise for you."

"Thank you."

Ji Bu nodded reservedly, and looked at Wu Xianming: "Wu Sir is absurd."

"Ha ha."

Wu Xianming and Yang Linjing were obviously very familiar with each other, so he sat down politely and said, "You really have to thank Mr. Yang, if he hadn't appeared here, I guess these eight people wouldn't be so honest now Stay here."

original.

As time went by, the eight members of the police force could no longer sit still, thinking that the investigation team was just for show, and they noticed something was wrong.

So ever.

Yang Linjing came, and with his arrival, the police force immediately arranged for a senior superintendent to accompany him, responsible for accompanying the project investment in Hong Kong Island.

It was also in this way that these eight people were able to stay in the resort for about half a month, completely isolated from the outside world.

"Oh, Uncle Wu."

Yang Kou came to Ji Bu's side, and put his hand on his arm: "Abu is one of us, it's too polite to say thank you, my family doesn't use this kind of thing, you say so, Dad."

"You ah you ah."

Yang Linjing shook his head a little dumbfounded: "Yes, yes, the elbows are turning out so quickly."

His eyes fell on Ji Bu, and he said in a teasing tone, "Abu, you are very charming, you might make me jealous."

"No no."

How could Ji Bu dare to compete with Yang Linjing, he smiled and accompanied his smiling face.

"That's fine."

Yang Linjing glanced at Ji Bu again, and nodded: "Then you are busy first, and I will deal with business matters. When you are finished, let's have dinner together."

"Ok."

Ji Bu got up and nodded: "Then I'll ask Kou Kou to invite you later, and then I'll contact you."

After sending the two of them out, Yang Kou Kou still didn't forget to turn her head, sticking out her tongue mischievously and making a face with Ji Bu.

Just wait.

After a brief exchange with Superintendent Mo who rushed over, Senior Superintendent Wu Xianming assigned him to lead people to start the network collection operation.

(End of this chapter)