Hong Kong Comprehensive: Cao Dahua is undercover by my side

"He'll pretend he can't hear it."

"Are you with Liansheng?"

"Those three newcomers, are they with you? What are their names? If you can tell the name, I will give you 10 yuan and credit it into your account. I have been squatting here for a few years, and my family should need money."

"Left hand, Ah Jiu, red head."

"Who is 10 to call, you can give me an account or address, you can send money or send cash."

"No need, there is no one in my house. I still have two bones here, and my left hand asked me to give them away, saying that he wanted them."

After hearing Wen Nuoyan's words, Huang Yu leaned over to look at Wen Nuoyan and said,

"Hand me the things under the table."

"it is good."

"Money, I'll give you 50 yuan,"

"I do not need."

"I'll put it into your account. After you come out, you will have a sum of money to use. If you don't go out, you won't have anything."

"up to you."

Wen Nuoyan confirmed that Huang Yu was the one with their left hand, and that was enough.

He didn't care what those two hand bones were and what they were useful for, they were just entrusted by others.

As for money, he really didn't think he needed it.

Wen Nuoyan passed the hand bone from under the table, and Huang Yu easily took it.

When Wen Nuoyan saw Huang Yu's movements, he took another look at the policeman standing beside him and turned his head, so that he understood.

"Anything to tell them?"

"Tell them that Ada is already thinking of a way, and Xinni is also working hard, and tell them to wait patiently."

"Okay, I'll tell them."

Huang Yu threw a pack of cigarettes and the buddy to Wen Nuoyan from under the table, and he stood up and said to Wen Nuoyan,

"Thank you. After we come out, we and Liansheng will have a big thank you."

"Need not."

When Huang Yu left, the messenger pointed to his pocket, and there was an extra charge for sending and receiving things, this is the rule here.

Huang Yu was already very familiar with that policeman, he nodded slightly, indicating that he already knew.

He passed by the messenger and said,

"Call to your son's account."

The messenger nodded. He pretended to be nonchalant and took the yellow croaker out, as if he didn't know the yellow croaker at all.

The policeman only said one sentence when it was delivered to the door,

"Walk slowly."

Huang Yu went out, there was a car waiting for him outside the door, he went in and handed them two hand bones,

"Ah, they said to send it back to Xiangjiang."

"Okay, today I will arrange for someone to send the things back."

……

Wen Nuoyan returned to the prison cabin, he watched his left hand hesitate to speak, he smiled and said to his left hand,

"The two bones have already been sent out. You Ada have already found someone to rescue you. Xinni is also working hard. I ask you to wait patiently."

"There is still a pack of cigarettes, I want one."

Taking the pack of cigarettes and lighter thrown by Wen Nuoyan in his left hand, he excitedly told Ahjiu and Chitou,

"Yes!"

"Ah Da knows, he is sending people to save us now, and Xinni is also making efforts. It seems that Xinni is not the one who rushed to sell us!"

Ah just took the cigarette handed by his left hand, he still looked at the excited left hand calmly and said,

"Well, left hand, let's wait patiently."

"Ah! Hahaha~"

Ah lit his cigarette, looked at Wen Nuo in the opposite prison cabin and said,

"Jiuzhilong, what does this person look like?"

"It's black, it looks a bit like a local, its eyes are quite big, and there's a scar beside its ear..."

Ah just listened to Wen Nuoyan's description, he knew it was the yellow croaker, and only then did he sincerely thank Wen Nuoyan.

"Thank you."

Ah's face, which had been tense all the time, also relaxed. The time of being locked up was really too difficult.

Especially knowing that there is a large amount of goods in the car of myself and others, and I am under the pressure of being shot every moment.

Chitou took the cigarette and lit it. He smiled and looked at Ah Jiu and his left hand.

After he knew that someone was going to save them, his mood improved a lot. Sitting here knowing nothing is really scary.

Wen Nuoyan looked at the expressions on his left hand, which was an expression he hadn't seen for a long time.

Ever since I was locked up here, I haven't seen a thing of hope.

After Wen Nuoyan saw Wang Fa's death, he thought about many things.

In the past, I was so majestic, and the Yau Tsim Mong area with the most oil and water was almost all my own. Now I think about it.

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He was arrested and imprisoned in Taiguo, and he didn't even see his father for the last time. This is something he has been blaming himself for.

After he helped the left-handers this time, he felt that there is nothing wrong with helping others.

Helping others seems to be able to share the joy and happiness of others.

When I was young, I always felt that helping strangers was a very funny thing.It's not for money, who would do such a boring thing, only a fool would help a stranger.

Wen Nuoyan's mentality gradually changed during these days in prison.

.....

Lin Zishe received the call, and he heard Huang Yu say to himself,

"The two thumb bones are in the same position."

"OK, Got it."

"If the mission station over there makes any moves, remember to make a phone call, and don't let them die for no reason."

"I will send a sum of money, and anyone who can use it will send a sum of money."

"Be sure to pay attention to the actions of the mission hall."

Lin Zishe sat on the sofa thinking, he received good news that they were still alive.

Two thumb bones in the same position...

He just thought about it for a while, and he knew that it would be the bones of Han Chen and Shaqiang. He once said that there were bones and bones.

With these two thumb bones, there are also pillows and sheets that Lin Zishe took from Han Chen's house.

The hair extracted from the pillows and sheets can be detected to see if there is Han Chen among the dead.

Lin Zishe took a deep breath, hoping to solve the problem on his own.

Otherwise, he would go to Jiang Tiansheng.

Jiang Tiansheng has a younger brother named Jiang Tianyang, who has been doing business in Taiguo, and at the same time has a very close relationship with the department there, and he is doing well.

If so, the Yau Tsim Mong area he had been looking forward to might have to wait for the crow to get rid of Jiang Tiansheng before he could take down Mong Kok.

At the same time, Liangkun, whom he has raised for a long time, will also lose its function, and there is no way to use his death to shine.

Lin Zishe lit a cigarette and exhaled, then slammed the cigarette out.

J…

Chapter 128

Yang Jinrong was sitting in the office drinking coffee, looking at the documents he had sorted out.

These days, he investigated Mo Wenhui, a police officer who committed suicide by accident in the file room that day.

Judging from the scene photos and analysis reports, it was completely a suicide scene, but the location of his death was very suspicious.

On the sofa in the corner of the living room, it seemed that he was confronting someone, and then he sat on the sofa and shot himself in despair.

The strongest evidence is the depression of the sofa.

The sofa in Mo Wenhui's home has the worst dent: the middle position facing the TV, which means that is where Mo Wenhui often sits.

The place where Mo Wenhui committed suicide and fell down was the single sofa in the corner.

The one-seater sofa looked like it was new. He checked out the sofa of the same style. Compared with the photos, the arched arc was almost brand new.

He carefully inspected every place in Mo Wenhui's house, but he didn't find another person. It seemed that this person was very sophisticated.

Yang Jinrong took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.

There is something wrong with Mo Wenhui, and his death will not be that simple.

Could Mo Wenhui be an insider too?

Yang Jinrong compared the names on the list, and he saw the familiar name Chen Jun.

He checked Chen Jun. When Mo Wenhui died, Chen Jun was still working overtime in the mission station. It is impossible for him to be the murderer of Mo Wenhui.

Chen Jun was the ghost that Lin Zishe exchanged with him. He really couldn't let go of the murderer who "killed" Mo Wenhui, so he went to find trouble with Chen Jun, who was certain.

He took a sip of coffee, and pointed meaninglessly at the word "Silver Snake" with a pen.