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Chapter 181 Do you want me to be fair?I am fair!

Huang Zhicheng's eyes were fixed on this man. When he heard Zheng Jirong's words, his tense face showed a hint of disdain, "No matter what I say, you can't go out today. You have to stay here during the three-day validity period of the arrest warrant." Stay with me."

"Also, even if you go out in three days, you will still be wandering between the police station and the court for the next few days, with countless hearings waiting for you."

"Haha", Zheng Jirong sat back, shook the wine glass in his hand, shook his head and chuckled: "You can say whatever you want now, because you are almost out of time."

Seeing him so confident, Huang Zhicheng felt inexplicably upset. He frowned and shouted: "Have you figured out the situation? This is the police station. It's you who don't have time, not me!"

"Ugh"

Zheng Jirong sighed softly, looked at Huang Zhicheng with pity and said, "You are the one who has not seen the situation clearly. As I said just now, let me tell you what will happen next."

"Soon, there will be a knock on the door and you will be asked to step outside."

"In the hallway, there will be someone with a higher police rank than you standing there."

"First of all, he will recognize your efforts. You have made Hong Kong Island a more peaceful place. You may get a salary increase or promotion."

"But at the end of the day, he'll tell you, I need to be released because I'm not a criminal."

"Of course, you will object, and you may threaten him with resignation, but in the end, you will personally escort me out of the police station."

Having said this, Zheng Jirong lit a cigarette, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, looked at Huang Zhicheng, whose face was as heavy as water, and continued:

"The reason why I was released is not complicated. My name is tied to some very powerful people. Some of them benefit from me, some share my interests, and some just appreciate me. To put it simply, It’s just that these big shots think my existence is necessary.”

"I think your director's phone must be very busy right now."

After the words fell, the room fell into silence. Many young police officers looked at the silent Huang Zhicheng in confusion. After a long silence, Huang Zhicheng laughed self-deprecatingly:

"There are gold belts for killing people and setting fires, but there are no corpses for repairing bridges and roads. This world is really unfair."

"fair?"

Zheng Jirong looked at Huang Zhicheng with a half-smile but said slowly: "Fairness is a fairy tale told to ordinary people. Are you talking to me about fairness now?"

"I am fair!"

He raised his eyes to look at the indignant police officers at the table, raised the corners of his mouth and said, "People outside call me the [Underground Emperor] of Kowloon."

"It sounds like a joke to you, but I'm telling you."

Zheng Jirong's original smile suddenly disappeared, he stared at Huang Zhicheng coldly, and said coldly without hesitation:

"I am!"

dong dong dong.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Inside the police station.

Kowloon District Chief Superintendent Madam Wang held Zheng Jirong's hand and apologized: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Zheng, for wasting a lot of your time."

"Madam, you don't need to be so polite. Cooperating with the police investigation is what I should do as a citizen, isn't it?"

Looking at Madan, a half-old lady in front of him, but still charming, Zheng Jirong, who was smiling, couldn't help but think of the hard-working man in his company. He didn't know that with his intervention, Ada could still You cannot use this Madam’s supplementary gold card.

After saying hello to her, Zheng Jirong exchanged a few words with the director. This pot-bellied director was also an old acquaintance of his. When [Rainy Night Butcher] was arrested, the scene of the two shaking hands was not broadcast on the TV news. how many times.

Then, he turned to look at Huang Zhicheng, who was silent behind the two of them, and shouted to him: "Sir Huang, don't be so impulsive when handling cases in the future. It's okay if you arrest me by mistake this time, but if you do it again next time, If someone is arrested by mistake, they may not be as easy to talk to as me."

Zheng Jirong raised his hand and nodded at him, smiled and said:

"Remember one sentence: base on facts and use the law as the criterion."

After Huang Zhicheng heard this, the veins on his temples popped out uncontrollably. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down the anger in his heart.

next time!

Next time I will definitely show you with conclusive evidence!

Seeing his incompetent and furious look, Zheng Jirong shrugged his shoulders indifferently. Unfortunately, the meal in the lounge just now was interrupted by this dead man's face in the middle of the meal, which made him lose his appetite at all.

"Go on, have some backbone and keep celebrating Sonny."

After clapping his hands, Zheng Jirong led Ah Yi and others behind him to leave, but just as he was about to go downstairs, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Seeing this, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but walked to the desk in the corner with the corner of his mouth raised. He glanced at the woman who was burying her head under the desk. He knocked on the desk and asked, "Ajuan, what's wrong with your boss?" Not saying hello?"

After Fang Lijuan heard this, her body couldn't help but tremble. She gritted her teeth and suddenly raised her head. After looking at the man at the table, she hesitated and said: "Hello, Mr. Zheng, have you admitted your mistake? I don’t remember seeing you before.”

"haha, really?"

Hearing this, Zheng Jirong raised his eyebrows and looked at the timid little policewoman in front of him. He chuckled lightly and then raised his hand to smooth the wrinkles on Fang Lijuan's shoulders. After straightening her collar, he said earnestly:
"If you don't know me, then you don't know me. You look a lot like a friend of mine. If you are unhappy at the police station in the future, you are always welcome in our company, by the way."

He pointed at Fang Lijuan's nose, turned to look at Huang Zhicheng, and said lightly: "If I find out there is a bug around me again, I won't be so polite to you."

After he finished speaking, Fang Lijuan had shrunk like a quail. After she secretly glanced at the man in front of her, she whispered in an imperceptible voice: "I'm sorry, boss."

Zheng Jirong patted her shoulder and motioned her to sit down. He glanced at Fang Lijuan's desk casually. When he saw a few pieces of paper on the table, his eyes narrowed. But when he saw the contents on the paper clearly, the corners of his mouth Can't help but raise it slightly.

He picked up these pieces of tissue paper, flicked them in his hands, looked at Huang Zhicheng and others jokingly, and said, "I didn't expect you, Sir Huang, to have collected so many crimes against me. It's really amazing."

Zheng Jirong turned to A Yi and others and asked, "Do you want to know what major crimes I have committed over the years?"

Ayi and the others noticed Brother Rong's interest, looked at each other, and nodded.

"Okay, let me tell you something. On the evening of October [-]th, I was speeding near Prince Edward Road, with a speed of more than [-] kilometers per hour. You can't blame me for this. There was not a single car on the road at that time. My wife was doing it at home. Okay, midnight snack is waiting for me, so I’ll ask the driver to drive faster.”

"On the evening of October [-]th, I ignored the traffic police's dissuasion and parked illegally in front of Oriental Nightclub on Bolan Street. Tsk tsk, half of the nightclubs on Bolan Street are my property. I didn't expect that I would have to pay a ticket for parking in front of my house. .”

"On September [-]th, there was public urination on the newly reclaimed street? Hahaha, Sir Huang, you also know that people have three urgent needs. I can't bring a spittoon when I go out, right?" "Oh? This is interesting. "

Zheng Jirong clicked on the content on the paper and then read: "On the evening of June [-]th, Yu Fengmanlou was photographed on street CCTV using a flying knife to kill three gunmen in succession. This can also be considered a illegal record. Really? I was acting in self-defense, Sir. Look, even you have clearly stated that you are gangsters."

"On May 26, a gun battle broke out at the Qiankun Film and Television Company in Mong Kok, killing and injuring more than 20 club members. Hong Xinglongtou was stabbed to death three times in the street. The murderer wore a mask and no fingerprints were found at the scene. The murderer's figure captured on CCTV was similar to Zheng Jirong is very similar. Sir Huang, how did you handle the case? I have a similar body shape and I am a suspect? I also think my body shape is somewhat similar to that of the Hong Kong Governor!"

Zheng Jirong flipped through the illegal records in his hand nonchalantly, shook his head and chuckled: "It's really hard for you to find these records, huh? There are even records from before I joined the club."

"In early March, someone reported that the owner of the market market [Rong Kee Butcher Shop], Zheng Jirong, was illegally selling water-injected pork?!"

Snapped!
The calmness and joking on Zheng Jirong's face disappeared in an instant. He smashed the desk in anger and roared with a red face:
"I have never sold water-injected pork! Who the hell dares to frame me like this?"

"Old boss?"

"you shut up!"

Zheng Jirong glared at Fang Lijuan, pointed to the illegal record on the paper [selling water-injected pork], glared at Huang Zhicheng and shouted angrily: "You'd better give me an explanation!"

"I have been selling pork for so many years, and I am so honest! Not to mention the water-injected meat, I even go to the meat factory before dawn every morning to slaughter the pigs myself. I never deceive consumers! My meat The stall business is always the best in the market!”

"Selling water-injected meat?! Are you making a mistake?!"

"Who is this Yan family shovel who reported me?!!"

Looking at Zheng Jirong who was in a state of rage, Huang Zhicheng, the director and others looked at each other, what's going on with this guy?
When he saw his record of being suspected of murder, he looked calm and calm, but when he saw others reporting him for selling water-injected meat, he became so popular?
The director coughed lightly and said with a strange expression: "Well, Mr. Zheng, the record you mentioned was more than half a year ago, and we didn't record the informant's information. I think it might be a misunderstanding."

"Haha", Huang Zhicheng sneered: "Why is Mr. Zheng so angry? Did you really do it when you were a pork guy?"

"Go to NM, you bastard, if you dare to say that again, I will kill you right now."

"Mr. Zheng!"

After hearing this, King Madam said coldly and displeasedly: "Do you know what you are talking about? You are threatening a public official! Now that the previous misunderstanding has been resolved, please leave."

Zheng Jirong glanced at Huang Zhicheng coldly, pointed at him with his finger, and then led Ayi and others out of the Yau Ma Tei Police Station in a swaggering manner.

Looking at their backs, Huang Zhicheng frowned. He was really an unpredictable weirdo.

Outside the police station.

Zheng Jirong grabbed A Yi by the neck and pulled him to his side. He said in a deep and expressionless voice: "Find this bastard who reported me before dark. Focus on investigating other meat sellers in the market and find a good lesson." Give them a meal!”

"understand!"

"Made, when these people saw that my business was good, they used this crooked trick to mess with me. A beating would be light for such an unscrupulous businessman!"

Within Huasheng Company.

Many employees were surprised and curious when they saw their usually gentle and affable boss suddenly look gloomy.

Of course, they didn't dare to rush forward and ask what happened. They just thought there was something wrong with their work, and they all lowered their heads and remained silent.

In the corridor on the top floor.

Looking at Brother Rong's dark face since he came out of the police station, Ah Miao asked with concern:

"Brother Rong, don't be angry. Those merchants are just jealous of your butcher stall's business. There is no need to pay attention to these villains. I will pour you a glass of watermelon juice to calm your anger."

"Watermelon juice is useless. The more you drink it, the more angry you will become. Call that woman Ai Lian and come over to me now."

"it is good!"

Zheng Jirong let out a sigh of relief and said, forget it if I kill people. After all, he has done that kind of thing a lot, but he has never sold water-injected meat before!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he decided to take a few golf shots to calm down before Ailian came.

But when he pushed open the office door, he was surprised to find a tall, beautiful woman sitting on the sofa opposite the door.

She held the wine glass in her hand. When she saw him, she gently shook her long legs wrapped in stockings, raised the wine glass and smiled charmingly at him.

Anna!

Zheng Jirong raised his hand to stop Ah Miao who was about to dial Ailian's phone:

"No need to call her."

Inside the office.

Zheng Jirong closed the door tightly and ignored Anna who was looking at him with teasing eyes. Instead, he walked to the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass of whiskey.

He took a sip, shook the cup in his hand, sat down opposite Anna naturally and asked: "Are you going to stop pretending?
Anna smiled and nodded, looking into the eyes of the man in front of her, and said with a raised corner of her mouth: "If no one had warned you in advance, I don't think you would have recognized my identity so early."

"Haha", Zheng Jirong smiled lightly and did not deny it, but continued to ask: "I have deliberately disclosed the information about the transaction with the Eight-faced Buddha to you in the past two days. His people will come tomorrow night, you come now What do you mean by meeting me?”

He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "You don't naively think it would be easier to get the crown back in my hands, do you?"

The smile on Anna's face suddenly faded. She thought for a while and then said: "Tomorrow night's transaction is not as simple as you think. I have reliable news that the Eight-faced Buddha is likely to be cheated tomorrow night."

"Black eats black"

Zheng Jirong was not too surprised. He stared at the amber liquid in the wine glass and said with deep meaning: "It's really interesting. All the fun things happened together these days."

"You don't seem worried?"

"Worry?"

Zheng Jirong grinned with a pale smile.

"This is Hong Kong Island, it's him who should be worried."

(End of this chapter)