I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 203 Old Classmates

The trial scene at the Hong Kong High Court was packed with people, and the journalists' cars outside were also jam-packed with traffic.

For several days in a row, the cases of "Lan Kwai Fong hostess disappearance" and "Rainy Night butcher case" were the headlines of all newspapers and online media in Hong Kong, and the topic was very popular.

Senior police officers, business representatives, judicial officials, and city government leaders were all present.

The expressions on everyone's faces were extremely solemn. After all, this case involved the interests of the Lan Kwai Fong Group and the consortium behind it.

This perverted murderer is so bold that he actually dared to commit such a major crime in Lan Kwai Fong. Does he really think that the capitalists are good people?
Everyone is wondering whether the murderer Chen will be sentenced severely.

The headlines on the front page of this morning's newspaper are all the same:
【Lan Kwai Fong case survivors will testify in court】

[Female boxing organization calls on the court to give a heavy sentence to the murderer]

[Breaking news! Business sources revealed that the prosecutor supports the hanging sentence! ]

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The courtroom was eerily quiet.

Sheng Guowen, a bald foreigner, sat in the middle of the first row of the audience as a representative of the business community, facing the Chief Justice above.

The police representative was still Kuang Zhili. He lowered his head and looked through the materials carefully.

The scene was very strange, except for the four relatives of the victims in the audience who were staring at Chen in the dock.

The rest, including the Chief Justice who can decide the final outcome of the case, the lawyers for the prosecution and the defense, the jury members, and the bigwigs representing the interests of all parties sitting in the audience, none of them paid attention to Chen, the "protagonist" of today's trial.

It was as if he was the most dispensable existence.

"Lao Zhuang, is Mr. Jiang still on the set?"

Sheng Guowen tugged at the sleeve of the man next to him.

"Boss Sheng, think about it, Brother Jiang's crew worked so hard during filming that even the TVB veterans praised them highly."

Lao Zhuang shook his head and sighed.

"Well, if you ask me, my brother is kind-hearted. He said that the filming had affected the public's travel by closing the road, and that borrowing police officers to participate in the filming was a waste of public resources. The filming must be completed within five days."

"You know, everyone in the Hong Kong police force has never treated him as an outsider. He is being too polite."

"Cough cough~~"

Sheng Guowen coughed twice, looking embarrassed.

"Lao Zhuang, do you think I should go and check out the class? Otherwise, it would be too rude."

Sheng Guowen asked this question very seriously. Both the Chamber of Commerce and he himself wanted to make friends with Jiang Hanwen.

It sounds reasonable that businessmen don’t talk about politics, but the current trend is like this. In the future of Hong Kong, idiots who take sides at random will definitely die without a burial place.

He was not sure whether Jiang Hanwen could represent the opinions of certain top leaders.

But the prophet's actions in Han Country shocked many business leaders.

One Jiang Hanwen and a case, connected together through certain specific characters, could actually sweep across the entire Han Kingdom and set off an unparalleled storm.

This storm can destroy everything, or it can create the future.

Mediocre people only think that things are very lively, and the extraordinary ones just think that the upper class people are stirring up trouble and taking advantage of the chaos.

But people with real vision see another possibility.

Judging from Jiang Hanwen's current undefeated record and the rumors surrounding him.

Just get his support and help.

It is not difficult to defeat some seemingly unbeatable opponents or solve some difficult problems.

You have to know that no matter whether it is a wealthy and powerful family or a unicorn chaebol enterprise, beneath their glamorous appearance, there is filth, blood, violence, and darkness hidden, and any slight reveal of it can shock the common people.

"Mr. Sheng."

"Mr. Sheng, the court is in session."

Lao Zhuang's voice pulled Sheng Guowen out of his bizarre illusion.

The bald man was stunned for a moment, slapped himself hard on the face twice, and finally came to his senses. This action was very indecent, but very useful.

Now he finally understood why the Chamber of Commerce President had such a strange expression and a dazed look on his face after learning about Jiang Hanwen's deeds, as if he had seen some peerless beauty.

Who says big guys don’t dream? The higher the position and the more wealth they possess, the greater and stronger their desires are.

Just kidding, Jiang Hanwen is a cheat, an invincible cheat that can use perspective to attack others but is immune to attacks himself.

Sheng Guowen had just accidentally fallen into the exhilarating fantasy of using the case to attack his opponent and ultimately put his competitor to death.

"Ok, ok, Sir Zhuang, what's so interesting about this case? We came to the scene to express our opinions. As for those standing in the dock, haha."

Sheng Guowen's face was full of disdain: "That's a dead person."

As for the Lan Kwai Fong killer? Is this kid worthy of it?

Many of the people who come to Lan Kwai Fong to spend money are drug lords. How many people do they kill every year? The Afghan and American arms brokers in the Chamber of Commerce sell all kinds of weapons, from small guns to large aircraft and ships. How many people do these weapons kill every year?

Compared with them, it is ridiculous to the extreme for a poor bug like Chen, who hides in a dirty sewer and relies on slaughtering his equally lowly fellows to gain a little bit of pitiful spiritual pleasure.

"Boss Sheng, what's that look in your eyes? What does it mean? Are you looking down on me, Old Zhuang?"

Lao Zhuang was concentrating on watching the statements of the prosecution and the defense when he suddenly felt that the bald man next to him was a little strange. He turned around and saw Sheng Guowen looking at him strangely with glowing green eyes.

The bald man suddenly burst into laughter, patted Lao Zhuang's shoulder, and the fat on his face kept shaking.

"Haha, Sir Zhuang, you are not a stink bug, you are my good friend! Haha, interesting, sometimes it is quite interesting to see stink bugs being stepped on to death."

After saying this, he imitated Lao Zhuang, straightened up and looked towards the judge's seat.

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In Kowloon, in an old residential area, Jiang Hanwen's crew is filming intensively.

"Crack!"

Wang Xiaolu shouted "cut" skillfully.

Fatty Wang pushed the dining cart out more skillfully.

The level of consistency is comparable to changing tires on an F1 car.

"It's time to eat. Let's have the gold medal set meal from Lu Yu Tea House! And Chef Ah Cheng's special pig lung soup! Oh my god, it smells so good."

Fatty Wang shouted loudly, and immediately the actors and staff hiding in various corners of the set came out.

Everyone gathered around the food cart pushed by Fatty Wang. It wasn't because they were hungry, but because they were all very curious about what the meal would be.

Although filming for Jiang Hanwen's crew was tiring, the quality of the food was top-notch.

Three days into the shoot, we've already eaten at two high-end restaurants, Xin Rong Ji and Tian Xiang Lou.

I heard that today's meal is from Lu Yu Tea House.

The crews that can afford to order meals at a gold medal restaurant like Lu Yu Tea House are not rare, but simply non-existent.

The food standard for one person is 400 yuan, and this price is not just for eating ordinary barbecued pork rice.

Fatty Wang and Sun Xiaoyi each opened a specially made multi-layer lunch box.

Today's lunch is half a chicken of [roasted ham and pigeon slices], [shrimp toast], [sweet and sour pork with pineapple], and [crispy glutinous rice chicken]. The staple food is [fried noodles with soybean sauce], and the soup is the signature dish [stewed almond lung soup].

This meal made not only the outsiders such as Jiang Hanwen's crew members, but also the local Hong Kong people of TVB shine.

You know, not everyone can order so many meals at Lu Yu Tea House at one time.

Especially the signature dish [Stewed Almond and White Lung Soup]. If it weren't for some inexplicable reasons some time ago, many wealthy and powerful people stopped drinking it, and it would be difficult for ordinary diners to get it in the restaurant.

Jiang Hanwen took the lunch box handed to him by Fatty Wang, opened it and drank two sips of soup first.

This pig lung soup is indeed mellow, delicious and amazing.

Fortunately, he was wearing two layers of masks at the time and did not smell any special smell. Otherwise, Jiang Hanwen would not be able to guarantee that he could drink the pig lung soup today.

Sun Xiaoyi, who was standing by, also turned off the monitor and sat to the left of Jiang Hanwen with his lunch box.

This gifted photographer has gone through a year of hard work and now has the demeanor of a master.

Apart from anything else, at least this head of shiny black, unruly hair gives him a bossy vibe.

"Brother Jiang, we should be able to complete the filming ahead of schedule."

"Fatty Wang, can you be more capable? The person in charge of logistics is stealing from the company."

Sun Xiaoyi reached out and tugged at Fatty Wang in front of him. This guy was dishonest. Although he ordered too much when he ordered the meal, they haven't taken all the food yet. You are hiding your private work here. Isn't it a bit unfair? "Sun thief! You are talking nonsense. I am taking this for my sister. Don't talk nonsense."

Seeing that his little trick had been exposed, Fatty Wang also took his lunch box and sat on the right side of Jiang Hanwen.

"Thank you for your hard work. We will have a holiday after we finish filming. Let's have a good rest, go shopping, and relax."

Jiang Hanwen was very pleased looking at these two generals.

These two people can now stand on their own if they are put out there, and many big film crews are vying for them.

"Brother Jiang, let's go back after the filming. Hong Kong is such a small place. We've already played everything we could. It's not that interesting anymore."

Sun Xiaoyi waved his hand.

"It's really boring, and it's quite depressing if you stay there for a long time. The roads are not as wide as those in Xi'an."

Fatty Wang rarely went against Sun Xiaoyi, and their attitudes were surprisingly consistent.

Just as Jiang Hanwen was about to speak, his cell phone rang.

I thought it was the result from the court, so I answered the call without even looking at it.

The speaker was also turned on.

Although he did not accept the invitation from the foreigner Sheng Guowen and did not attend the trial, Jiang Hanwen was still very concerned about Chen's final verdict.

Although Kuang Zhili assured on the phone last night that this case would be sentenced to the maximum penalty and Jiang Hanwen's hard work would not be in vain.

In fact, Jiang Hanwen didn't care about the transaction connections between all of them, especially Sheng Guowen, the famous fence-sitter. If someone is too nice to you for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief. If he really accepted the 2000 million yuan, it would not be easy to get out later.

"Hey, Lao Kuang, what's the result? How was the verdict?"

"What's the verdict, old classmate? Did you remember the wrong person?"

A strange voice came from the other end of the phone.

It wasn't Kuang Zhili. His voice sounded a little arrogant and seemed very excited.

Jiang Hanwen was stunned for a moment, then turned on his phone and took a look.

【Zhang Maocai? 】

This name was very old, and Jiang Hanwen had to search his original body's memory with great effort before he could barely remember it.

Xiguan No. 2 Middle School, my classmate in high school, fat boy, wearing glasses, a top student, not tall, plain-looking, dull and not good at talking. He was admitted to the University of Electronic Science and Technology of China. After graduation, he seemed to have worked as a programmer first, and later started his own game company and made a lot of money.

"Sorry, it turns out you are an old classmate. It's been so long that I almost can't recognize you. Where are you now, old classmate?"

Although he was not very familiar with Zhang Maocai, Jiang Hanwen still maintained normal politeness.

After all, they were classmates, and if you think about it carefully, they had even sat at the same table.

It's just that at that time Jiang Hanwen was gifted, handsome, and popular among thousands of girls in No. 2 Middle School. Zhang Maocai was somewhat jealous and asked Jiang Hanwen to introduce him to a girlfriend many times.

Jiang Hanwen refused on the grounds that he had no resources.

"It's not that I can say it's high. Jiang Hanwen, you're an internet celebrity now. You must make a lot of money shooting short videos every year, right?"

Zhang Maocai spoke in a frivolous tone, and it seemed that he wanted to compare himself with Jiang Hanwen.

Jiang Hanwen was confused: "???"

"I'm sorry, I did make some money, but it was all hard-earned money."

What do you mean? I didn't provoke you or offend you, but you come here to show off your superiority in front of me?

The other party didn't seem to want to end the topic so quickly.

"Director Jiang, haha, you are too modest. Do you remember that I sat next to you and collected love letters from girls for you every day? Sometimes you didn't have time, so you asked me to write letters to reject them on your behalf."

Zhang Maocai's voice suddenly rose.

"Director Jiang, at that time, I was screaming in my heart, the girl you don't want, the girl you look down on, the girl you once had, no matter which one, I tried my best, but I couldn't have one."

"No wonder you don't want to introduce girls to me. I'm ugly, fat, can't speak, and poor! Which girl would like me?"

The other party changed the subject.

"But now, through my hard work, I have made money, a lot of money! I have women around me, and I even married a fairy."

"Swish" a MMS message.

Jiang Hanwen clicked it and took a look.

It was a photo of a woman with almond-shaped eyes, willow-shaped eyebrows, fair skin, and the typical cone-shaped face of an internet celebrity.

Jiang Hanwen took a closer look. It was the seaside with a nice view. She was wearing a black bikini with very little fabric. Her figure was curvy and the pair of headlights were very eye-catching.

Although the technology all over the body cannot be hidden at all.

But it is more than enough to match the chubby boy with glasses next to her.

But, this woman, looking at her, why does she feel a little...

Look familiar?

It’s not the kind of familiar face you’ve seen on Tik Tok.

Rather, Jiang Hanwen had a vague feeling that he had seen this woman in some news in his previous life. He couldn't remember clearly, but it shouldn't be good news.

However, this thought only flashed through his mind. Jiang Hanwen never liked to lose face to people he knew.

"Haha, congratulations, congratulations to classmate Zhang for marrying the beauty. She is indeed as beautiful as a fairy, so gorgeous that nothing can compare to her!"

Jiang Hanwen was not stingy with his praise for his classmate who was both rich and beautiful. The friendship between classmates was there, and it was a good thing that the other person had made progress.

"Hehe, that's because my wife is the Xiguan beauty pageant champion, the campus belle of the Shanghai Film Academy, a beauty blogger, and has over a million fans on TikTok. She's no worse than you, Director Jiang."

Zhang Maocai could not hide his pride and started to brag about it, even wishing he could describe this woman as Chang'e who had descended to earth.

Jiang Hanwen: “~~~~~”

Fatty Wang and Sun Xiaoyi, who were eating beside them, couldn't help but spit out their soup.

There's no need to praise my old classmate Jiang Ge, and my brother's 30 million fans on Tik Tok are indeed disproportionate to your wife's 1 million fans.

That's quite a difference.

Where does this guy get his confidence from? Is he getting cocky after making some money?
Jiang Hanwen didn't say much. He waved his hand to signal the two to continue eating and didn't ask any questions.

"Director Jiang, my wife heard that you are a movie director and wants to play a role in your play."

Jiang Hanwen raised his eyebrows.

The fat boy's tone already sounds a bit like a nouveau riche.

"Play a role? Can a dead body do it?"

Jiang Hanwen didn't react much and blurted out that he was not insulting anyone, he was just a vase who couldn't do anything. No matter how he was assigned a role, it would be bad, especially in a Hannibal Lecter movie like Jiang Hanwen.

The only one who wants to appear on screen more often but doesn't need to have good acting skills is a dead body.

Jiang Hanwen said this for the sake of his old classmate.

"Director Jiang! You're going too far! Do you think I, Zhang Maocai, can't afford it? I'll pay two million! Let my wife be the female lead! Is that okay?!"

Jiang Hanwen: “…”

"One price, three million. Do you agree?"

Jiang Hanwen; "No, it's not about money~~~~~"

"Three and a half million, Jiang Hanwen, don't ask for too much. I am rich, but a lot of it came from the wind. Three and a half million is enough for your small crew to make a few movies."

A flock of crows flew over Jiang Hanwen's head. Did this little fat guy have any misunderstandings about the filming?
Or there may be some misunderstanding about the concept of being rich.

"Mr. Zhang, it's not me~~~~"

"Stop talking! My wife Liu Xinxin is in such good condition that no matter where she is, let alone spending money, even if someone else pays for her~~~~~"

"etc!!!!!"

Jiang Hanwen suddenly shouted, his brows furrowed, his expression extremely gloomy.

"Zhang Maocai, tell me, what's your wife's name?"

(End of this chapter)