Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

At noon, on Hong Kong Island, not far from the Kowloon Walled City, is the Yonan Boat Ownership in North Kai Tak.

On the Yoonan side, war has been raging for more than six years. The water is in dire straits. Many boat people, with their families and their families, have fled by sea to Hong Kong Island to make a living.

Most of these poor people who traveled across the ocean in search of a living lived in shantytowns in Kai Tak North. Over time, a boat people camp was formed.

This place that seems to have been forgotten by the world, not loved by my grandma, and not loved by my uncle, suddenly today was surrounded by countless uniformed policemen with live ammunition.

Just because this morning, a shocking and vicious case of violence occurred here. A small gang composed of Yonan deserters as the backbone was wiped out by the gang, leaving no chickens or dogs behind.

A total of more than 30 people died, and without exception, they were all killed by headshots, which was in the same vein as the evil god's style.

The only exception was their leader, a dark, middle-aged man nicknamed Wild Dog. However, this guy died even more miserably.

As if he had been hit by a speeding locomotive, all the bones in his body were shattered, blood flowed from seven holes, and he turned into a puddle of mud.

The boat people's camp was originally a place like purgatory. The environment was much worse than that of Kowloon Walled City. There were feces and urine everywhere, and it was filthy and filthy.

It was even more smoky inside, filled with crime, and people dying were commonplace. Usually no one would even report the crime, they would just throw it into the sea.

The people are not promoted, the officials are not investigated, and there is no money or water at all. No one is too lazy to pay attention to these boat people who are like wild dogs and let them fend for themselves.

However, such a big case suddenly occurred. During the day, not only were shots fired, but dozens of people died at once. It was so shocking that the Hong Kong police naturally could not continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

You have to take care of this matter, no matter what, you have to take care of it.

The strangest thing is that such an earth-shattering crime happened in the daytime. There were no witnesses in the always noisy and overcrowded boat camp, and no one knew who the murderer was.

There were a few boat people who took the initiative to provide clues, but they were all nonsense and completely inconsistent with the results of the on-site investigation.

Obviously, these guys are just making things up for their own benefit and providing false clues. Some may say, are they screwed alive?Dare to provide false clues to the police.

In fact, people who have nowhere to go have no scruples at all, and those who have been hungry for several days can do anything.

On the westernmost edge of the boat camp, there is an old abandoned rice warehouse. It is still neat, at least it does not leak from the rain, and the glass is complete.

This is already the most respectable place in the boat people's camp, and it is also the place where the Yoonan Gang was entrenched.

At this moment, Uncle Jiu was squatting in front of the corpse of the leader of the Yonan Gang, Wild Dog, looking at the pile of rotten flesh in front of him that had no human form.

Uncle Jiu's face was ashen, his brows were furrowed, and he whispered to himself:

"What a domineering Tieshanbo and his sharp shooting skills. Everyone near the rice warehouse was hypnotized, and the dog demon also participated."

With a sigh, Uncle Jiu's tone was a little melancholy:
"Oh, Wesley, now that you are away from Hong Kong Island, you can make waves without wind and waves. What a troubled time it is~"

Speaking of Uncle Jiu, I have to mention that his current position is very interesting. He is the detective of Yau Ma Tei Police Station and the acting chief detective of Kowloon District. As for the chief detective of Wan Chai District, it is temporarily vacant.

This code is very important. The position of Inspector Jiu Shu and even the current position of Inspector Zonghua were all promoted by Du Weiguo.

Now that he suddenly disappeared and his life and death are unknown, some outsiders immediately began to waver and wait and see. This is also the basic operation of politicians.

The word "generation" in Uncle Jiu's official position is a good explanation of the current attitude of these wallflowers towards Du Weiguo.

Before it was clear whether he was alive or dead, he neither dared to show off his face and directly target him, nor would he support him with clear-cut support, just the standard sit-on-the-fence-and-wait-and-see routine.

Uncle Jiu is not a utilitarian character. He is an upright man with a clear mind. He doesn't care about these false reputations or even real benefits. He just wants to do his best to protect the safety of one party.

He was too lazy to weigh and make calculations. When a monk struck the clock, he would take care of any serious crime in Kowloon, and ignore anything else.

"Dengdengdeng~"

There was a sound of rapid footsteps, and Pengzi ran in from outside in a panic. Uncle Jiu stood up, his long eyebrows raised.

One man attained the Tao, chickens and dogs ascended to heaven, Uncle Jiu became the Inspector General of China, and when the tide rose, all boats rose, and his confidant Peng Zai was naturally promoted as well.

Currently, Pengzi's position is that of a plainclothes police sergeant, commonly known as the groom. He is only one step away from being promoted to the rank of senior police sergeant and becoming a detective.

"Uncle Nine, Uncle Nine~"

Pengzi looked anxious and was sweating profusely from running. He shouted eagerly from afar. Uncle Jiu scolded with a dark face:
"Pengzi, what are you shouting for? You are such a big man, why are you so frizzy?"

Pengzi didn't care about distinguishing, wiped a handful of sweat, leaned into Uncle Jiu's ear, and whispered:
"Uncle Jiu, something big has happened. The 14K Pingzi Duitangkou on Mong Kok Fa Yuen Street has just been picked on. Many people died. Fatty Chao who was sitting in the restaurant was even headshot in the street."

"What? Who did it?"

Uncle Jiu's eyes were gleaming and his tone was stern. A complicated look flashed through Pengzi's eyes, which included relief, admiration, and a hint of tangle. He lowered his voice and said:
"Uncle Jiu, there are no witnesses, but someone near the scene saw the black dog raised by Mr. Wesley~"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu was instantly furious, veins popped up on his forehead, and he swore:

"We are rushing to the streets, the sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly. We are actually killing people and exterminating families in the street. These guys are all crazy. They are simply lawless. Let's go across the sea~"

Uncle Jiu raised his legs and walked away. Pengzi followed him at a trot and asked in surprise: "Uncle Jiu, the crime happened in Fa Yuen Street, Mong Kok. Why are we crossing the sea?"

Uncle Jiu was very angry and cursed angrily:
"Stupid pig! Can you please have some brains? Why are we going to Mong Kok now? Are we going to collect the corpses of Fatty Chao?"
This was obviously Wesley's men raising a flag to scare the monkeys. Sangbiao, whose name is prefixed with the prefix "righteous", had caused trouble before, so he hoped it was not too late now. "

Pengzi curled his lips in dissatisfaction and muttered in a low voice:

"Hmph, these scum deserve to die. Who dared them to provoke the business of the evil god and break the rules set by the evil god?

That fat boy was so bold that he actually dared to surround Ms. Megan’s place to demand protection money, so he jumped on the street!Do you think the evil gods are vegetarians?It’s really~~”

"Crack~"

Uncle Jiu suddenly stopped, turned around and gave him a slap in the face, then grabbed Pengzi by the collar and growled in a stern voice:
"Shut up! Pengzi, please remember, you are the Hong Kong police, not the evil gods. The duty of the police is to maintain peace~~"

Pengzi was stunned for a moment, then covered his burning face, feeling extremely aggrieved:

"Uncle Jiu, outsiders now regard you as one of the Evil Gods. Besides, your position as Detective Inspector also means that you are an Evil God~"

Uncle Jiu was furious, with a red face and roared:

"Yes, I did get this official hat from him, but he didn't lift me up to be the detective to help him cover up.

He knows that I am stupid and does not love power or money, but there is still a trace of silly justice in my heart. He also hopes that there will be more justice in this world, understand? "

Uncle Jiu shouted these words in a loud voice. This was not only for Pengzi to hear, but also a statement.

I recognize the Dharma but not the people!
At this moment, a lot of people gathered around Micang, not all of them policemen, but people from all walks of life, including all kinds of people.

At the same time, a speedboat slowly stopped at the North Point Pier in Wan Chai. Su Li, Lu Yan, and Nightmare got off the boat one after another.

Lu Yan lazily stretched his waist, twisted his neck, and complained lazily:

"Brother Su Li, you said these rubbish are Wesley's enemies? Are you making a fuss out of a molehill? Do they deserve it?
From morning to now, I have been working hard for a long time, but I haven't killed many people. I am in a hurry, just like a river cruise, and I am hungry. "

Upon hearing this, Night Dire immediately snorted and nodded in a very humane manner. Obviously, this pig demon was also hungry.

Su Li held the cigarette in his mouth, pinched it with his fingers, slowly exhaled the smoke, squinted his eyes, and said in a calm tone without explaining:
"This is the last place. Yi Zitou from North Point is mourning in a restaurant. After killing him, I'll treat you to a seafood dinner, double-headed abalone, Tianjiu wings, that's enough!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yan immediately raised his eyebrows, first glanced at Su Li, and then glanced at Nightmare with deep meaning:
"Seafood feast, abalone and shark's fin are enough, are they real or fake? Brother Su Li, are you rich? Can't you tell at all?

One code equals one code, let’s talk about it first, you can’t default on my commission, otherwise I will really fall out. "

Lu Yan is obsessed with money. Although he wants to help Du Weiguo, he will not miss the opportunity to make money.

He has already reached an agreement with Su Li. There is no problem in helping with the work. The fee will be calculated and charged, 1 Hong Kong dollars per head, no matter the person or the price.

Su Li flicked the cigarette butt away and rolled his eyes at him angrily:
"I'm just a poor barber, I have a lot of money, but we are working for Wesley now, so of course he pays for it.

He had some money left with me before, and I got another 300 million from Mad Cow last night, which is enough to pay for your remuneration, uh, and for food. "

"Shh~" Lu Yan whistled ruthlessly, gave him a thumbs up, and said in a joking tone:
"Bullshit! Brother, I'm so good at borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha. People say that the gold and silver in Hong Kong Island is up to your waist. It's really easy to make money! No wonder that guy Wesley is so rich all day long."

At this moment, Night Dire snorted very dissatisfiedly. Apparently, it was impatient to wait. Su Li shook his head and said in a helpless tone:
"Okay, stop inking. Don't you see that our Mr. Nightmare is hungry? Hurry up and call it a day."

After saying that, Su Li walked towards the road on the shore. Lu Yan glanced at Nightmare with some fear, subconsciously licked his lips, chased after him and walked side by side, and asked in a low voice:
"Brother, you said Wesley picked up Night Dire in the Triangle?"

Su Li walked quickly and nodded noncommittally: "Well, that's what he told me. It should be true. There is no need for him to lie to me."

Lu Yan couldn't help but glance back at Nightmare again, smacking his lips in envy, with an annoyed tone:
"Mad, all the good things have happened to him. I've been living in that ungrateful place in the Triangle for 12 years. Why the hell have I never met such a wonderful person~~"

Su Li suddenly touched Lu Yan's arm and pointed to a fish warehouse on the other side of the road, about ten meters away, interrupting his rambling:
"Okay, Lu Yan, please stop inking and get to the place. By the way, try to solve it in the house as much as possible, so as not to scare the neighbors."

At this point, Su Li suddenly changed the subject: "Also, don't try to steal any more heads!"

Fish warehouses, also called ice factories, are places where seafood is stored. At present, cold storage is not popular yet, and most of them use ice cubes to keep them fresh.

Some friends may ask, if there is no cold storage and there is no winter on Hong Kong Island, how do you get the ice?Chemical ice making method, hey, I won’t go into details about the specific method.

Lu Yan raised his eyes and glanced at the fish warehouse, shrugged indifferently, and said in a lazy tone:
"As for me, I have 2 ordinary magazines and 4 rounds left, a total of 18 bullets. Once I'm done shooting them down, the rest will be yours. That's alright, right?"

Su Li frowned and said in a sullen tone:
"Lu Yan, this isn't counting eggs. They are all living people who can run, move, and resist. How can they be so incompetent?"

Lu Yan raised his eyebrows and squinted, acting like a rogue: "I have nothing to do with this, anyway~"

At this moment, a few people walked out of the door of the fish warehouse. The leader was a big man with a ferocious face, bare chest and back, and had a tattoo of two eagles with spread wings on his chest. At first glance, he looked like a short mule from a mixed society.

"Clap clap~"

The rapid gunfire sounded like rain hitting banana trees, and a bloody hole appeared on the strong man's forehead. Several horsemen behind him were also shot and fell down.

Su Li took action first. He drew his gun very quickly. He used the same Browning 35 automatic pistol as Du Weiguo, and the rate of fire was astonishing.

In less than 2 seconds, he emptied the magazine and fired 13 bullets, beating the big man with the double eagle tattoo and several short mules behind him into a sieve.

This guy is the target of this trip. He has the prefix "Yi" and is mourning in a restaurant in North Point. He refused to pay the debt before, tried to negotiate the price, secretly released the goods, and deliberately disrupted the market.

Logically speaking, Sang Biao's crime should not be punished, but who made him so stubborn that he foolishly acted like a bird, killing a chicken to scare the monkeys, and he caught up.

Su Li's marksmanship was very accurate and he could calmly hit the target with headshots, but he still emptied his magazine out of habit.

This is a typical style of the American army, with extensive firepower and poor marksmanship. Su Li was born in a certain treason and received rice-style training, so he has never been able to change this habit.

Several people fell in a pool of blood. Lu Yan was stunned, then pointed at Su Li, his fingers trembling with anger, and shouted angrily:
"Su Li, you old geezer, you have no moral ethics. You kept telling me not to scare the neighbors, and you told me not to steal people's heads~~"

At this moment, Su Li was already changing the magazine quickly, while rushing out like a cheetah, saying hello without looking back:
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get rid of the roots!"

Seeing that Su Li had already rushed out 7 or 8 meters, Lu Yan brushed behind him, took out his carved Colt, and chased after him as fast as he could, still roaring angrily:

"I'm sorry, Su Li, you are so shameless again~"

"Clap clap~"

A moment later, fierce gunshots like exploding beans rang out in the fish warehouse. The surrounding people were alerted by the gunshots. The people who came to check had their eyes straightened, and turned around and left in despair.

Night Dire was squatting lazily on the side of the road, yawning out of boredom, but his dog eyes were bright red, which was extremely demonic.

4 o'clock in the afternoon, in Du Weiguo's villa in Baishawan, Saigon.

Su Li, Lu Yan, Nightmare and the handsome old man Lancelot were eating in the restaurant. Su Li kept his word, and all the tables were filled with top-quality seafood.

Steamed grouper, garlic oysters, king crab, double-headed abalone, Tianjiu wings are all available, and of course, Night Dire’s favorite roast suckling pig is also available.

After staying there for a long time, Nightmare's food preferences gradually became apparent. She preferred meat, especially suckling pigs, but was less fond of seafood.

"Bangdang~"

The door of the villa was kicked open, and Uncle Jiu walked in angrily. He walked straight to the dining table and saw that these people were still eating and drinking extravagantly, and their eyes were split.

Uncle Jiu wanted to lift the table directly, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt an overwhelming murderous aura.

Nightmare's dog eyes were scarlet, staring straight at him. Uncle Ninth's back was like a thorn in the back, and he broke out in cold sweat. His movements froze at that moment, and his mind suddenly became clear.

Du Weiguo is not on Hong Kong Island. This dog demon has boundless magic power and is even more ferocious than a blood dog. No one can control it. Once it goes berserk, it will be unimaginable.

Uncle Jiu shuddered and retracted his hand a little, his momentum weakening a bit.

However, he did not forget his responsibilities and still asked righteously:
"Su Li, Kai Tak Boat Owners Camp, Mong Kok Fa Yuen Street, and North Point Fish Barn, nearly a hundred lives were lost in one day. You are going to God! Even Wesley himself would not dare to be so wanton~"

"cut!"

Su Li interrupted him with a sneer, picked up the wet handkerchief on the table, wiped his hands, and said slowly:
"Feng Jiu, you are a police officer, and you are also Chief Inspector Hua. As the old saying goes, catching a treacherous person will make you guilty, and catching a thief will make you dirty. You can't spit on others."

Su Li knew Uncle Jiu through Du Weiguo, but it was just a casual acquaintance, not familiar at all.

Uncle Jiu was so angry that his chest heaved and his voice trembled:
"In these three crime locations, you and Nightmare were present during the time of the crime. There is irrefutable evidence, but you still want to make excuses."

Su Li raised his eyebrows, his tone still casual:

"So what if I show up? I just like to wander around. Feng Jiu, now you accuse me of murder. What is the evidence? Witness or physical evidence?"

"Okay, okay, then Mr. Su Li, I now suspect that you are related to several murder cases. I would like you to go to the police station to cooperate with the investigation. Is that okay?"

Su Li shrugged, spread his hands, and said in a teasing tone:

"Of course, but I am a diplomatic envoy of the Slavic Kingdom (Montenegro) and have diplomatic immunity.

If you want to summon me, please negotiate with Scarf's Ministry of Foreign Affairs first. In addition, you will also need to produce a formal summons. "

Uncle Jiu frowned: "A Slavic diplomatic envoy? A diplomatic envoy who runs a barber shop?"

Su Li nodded, with a smile on his face and a teasing tone:

"If it's fake, you might as well go to the Foreign Affairs Office to verify. As for opening a barber shop, it's just my personal interest.

Strictly speaking, within Hong Kong Island, foreign-related incidents like this should be handled by MI5, not even Reina. "

Su Li really didn't lie. As a top intelligence broker and part-time arms dealer, it's not surprising that he spent money to buy an official status.

The Slavic Kingdom was just a small country in Europe, and it was at war all the time. The political situation was in a mess. How could Uncle Jiu, a mere detective from Hong Kong, contact the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?

Uncle Jiu was almost furious, and turned his sharp eyes to Lu Yan: "What about you? You were also present at the scene. Are you also a diplomatic envoy of some country?"

Lu Yan was holding a king crab leg in his mouth, chewing it happily, without even raising his head, and said vaguely:

"I, I am not an envoy, but I am a descendant of the Siamese royal family. If you want to arrest me, you have to go through the Siamese Embassy."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu's face turned dark, his eyes were filled with cold light, and his fists were clenched tightly. Judging from his posture, he was about to explode.

Su Li was about to speak when Lu Yan swallowed the crab meat in his mouth, sneered and said in a faint tone:
"As Inspector Zonghua, you won't catch Yonan who robbed and killed people, and you don't care about the gangs that block the set. You can't touch the black money and cigarette dealers.

After doing this, you will show off your power in front of your own family, and pretend to be fair and strict, and enforce the law like a mountain. Are you not a pure liar? "

Uncle Jiu's eyes were red: "You, you~~"

Lu Yan wiped his hands and stood up slowly:

"What are you doing? Looking at your posture, you still want to take action. You just happened to be a little full. Come, I will practice with you. It's time to eat." (End of this chapter)