Rebirth: Outstanding

Song Tianyao turned around and walked out of the room, and walked to the middle-aged woman who was still stuck in the hall: "Do you know how to make wigs? Does the old guy outside know how to make wigs? Do you know anyone who knows how to make wigs in Shanghuan? Where do you live?"

"Know some, Master knows how to do it, Master Sun in Sheung Wan, I know where I live." The middle-aged woman was frightened by these police officers, but her mind was still not confused, and she said with a little cringe.

Song Tianyao continued to ask: "What is your master's name? What is your name? Where is the person from?"

"The master's name is Han Yifang, and my name is Song Siquan. I came to Hong Kong from the provincial capital." The middle-aged woman looked up at Song Tianyao a little, and then lowered her head immediately.

Song Tianyao beckoned to Yan Xiong: "Let your people bring in the old guy from the outside, lock the door, and examine it inside. This woman spoke the Shanghai dialect last time, and now she said she came from the provincial city.

Yan Xiong had just learned from Lan Gang that it was Lao Qian who was going to engage in a fairy tale and come out to deceive the poor. This kind of case was most favored by people. Lao Qian was rich, and it was just right to squeeze money out of these people.

He worked in a post office, and he had seen a lot of different kinds of so-called celestial games. Most of the celestial games were set up by someone to slaughter the sheep at the gambling table, but Yan Xiong knew that a thousand sects and eight generals were taken away. Those celestial games at the gambling table to deceive thousands and tens of thousands in one round are considered a big deal, but compared to the celestial games outside the gambling table, they are insignificant, and the celestial games outside the gambling table are more powerful than those above the gambling table. , However, he hadn't seen it before, and didn't know how powerful it was. It was naturally not that easy to be seen through if he could be called the Heavenly Immortal Bureau.

The old guy outside was brought in by Awei and Ayue. Before he was tortured to extract a confession in the front room, he obediently admitted that he was the mastermind in this round, and he bluntly said that he hadn't done it for many years. This time, he was really worried about North Korea. After the war is over, the mainland will regain Hong Kong by force, so it is ready to make a fortune to Brazil or Malaysia for a stable retirement. Now I have a 9,000 Hong Kong dollar deposit, and I can use all of it to honor the chiefs. Just let him go and he will leave Hong Kong immediately. Never come back.

Yan Xionglangang didn’t continue to torture his confession. With Song Tianyao, the three of them listened to the old guy in the front room about the layout of this round. The old guy confessed that he didn’t kill the rich in this round. To provoke the people of the rivers and lakes, only kill the money of the poor.

These three girls were all bought by him from others, and he arranged for middle-aged women, that is, his female apprentice Song Siquan, after training and brainwashing, they would not directly announce the draw, but find a wooden house area. Settled in slums and the like, they lived for two months just like ordinary new-fleeing villagers. Song Siquan would pretend to be three girls’ aunts or aunts, claiming that his other family members would also come to Hong Kong to settle soon, and The whole wooden house area was well acquainted. When most people in the wooden house area knew that there were three bright eyes, white teeth, industrious and well-behaved girls in front of her, she pretended to suddenly receive a letter from her hometown and learned that there was a flood in her hometown. Some relatives were killed, and the hometown survivors were not alive.

A woman with three young girls, how to survive in such a place? Middle-aged women struggle to raise themselves, let alone three girls? In addition, the relatives in the hometown were still in the corpses. The four women were helpless and washed their faces with tears. At this time, there must have been settled in the wooden house area first. She suggested that it would be better to marry the three girls here, and it would be considered a safe place.

Then the three girls will say that they are all in charge of Song Siquan, but they have to save money to bury their relatives in their hometown and do their last filial piety.

Song Siquan would also say that the three girls were all born in poverty and did not dare to climb up the wealthy family. They just wanted to find a small household and live a stable life. There will inevitably be gangster troubles in the middle. Please help from the bad guy. By the way, the bad guy has a serious flood and denounces the bad guys for being inhumane. They say things like tigers don’t eat bereavement dogs, and heavy rains don’t catch the victims. Neighbors in the wooden house district sympathize with each other. After the layers have been laid, the means to draw a son-in-law will be finally pointed out. Song Siquan set a number of 100,000 or 200,000 and the date of the draw. The draw will surely be drawn on that day, buy The three of them can take the three girls away. If you are worried that the four of them will run away, you can arrange for someone to stay outside the house day and night.

They don’t even touch money. They can deposit money into the bank every day from the neighbourhood. At this time, they lived in the wooden house area. Let the neighbours know in advance that he knows how to keep accounts. The old guy who knows how to keep accounts will be elected as the representative of the neighbourhood to deposit the lottery. Jin, and in order to avoid suspicion, choose two more tall but brainless real neighborhood youths to go to the bank with him every day to save money.

Where's the bad guy? It often expresses that a few people are poor, and they take a few hundred dollars to take the lead. In the wooden house area, the young and strong young man or the widowed lone husband sees three beautiful girls who are beautiful and doing good deeds. One yuan is not a lot. The messenger came forward to guarantee, of course, he would actively subscribe, and the prize money of one hundred and two hundred thousand would be almost collected in ten days at most.

This setting is that the poorer the poorer, the more greedy they are, and the more they expect good things to hit themselves, it is considered poor humanity.

"How did you get out in the end? Did you flee with the money before the draw?" Song Tianyao, Lan Gang, and Yan Xiong were all a little stunned. The old guy's setting sounded more exciting than the storytelling in the teahouse. The old guy stopped talking when he said that the jackpot was fully paid, and Yan Xiong couldn't help asking.

The old man who was called Han Yifang by the middle-aged woman but who claimed to be Ning Zikun smiled awkwardly: "Sir, let’s tell you, this kind of thing is done in the end, even if the messenger is also slaughtered, I will tell the messenger before. I want to set up a game, as long as he contributes, the winnings are divided in half, and then I will tell him that the real game is not to kill the poor, but to kill the rich. According to the lottery winner marrying and fishing for the rich, then it was not one hundred and two hundred thousand jackpots, at least one million. I used the poor ghost jackpot as the principal, and then coaxed the chase to use his money to conspire. , The money is in hand..."

"Push on the street! Are you here? The bad guys do so hard! You are going to pit their money!" Yan Xiong could not help but slap the other person after listening to the old man's words.

However, before raising his hand, he was held by Lan Gang.

Seeing both Song Tianyao and Lan Gang staring at him weirdly, Yan Xiong touched his nose, and then stepped back. In fact, when he heard the old man talk about the steps before the Tianxian game, he couldn't help but want to be with the old man. Joining forces to kill poor ghosts made a lot of money, but he didn't expect that the old man would kill the bad guys in the end, and this made him feel disillusioned.

And Yan Xiong can't help but think of the sad thing that he had worked so hard to collect 100,000 Hong Kong dollars to pay tribute to Yao Mu, but was utterly disappointed.

"How about your female apprentice and the three girls? Are they all cleaned up too?" Lan Gang asked the old man curiously after pulling Yan Xiong in.

The old man rubbed his hands: "Before the lottery, I pledged the deed to sell my life in the bankruptcy run by Jianghu people to exchange for money, and took them away together. I bought the three girls with money. Of course, I can’t lose money. It’s not difficult for a poor ghost to **** three girls back. As for Song Siquan, I had already saved a sum of money for her. When it was chaotic, she would not see anyone if she just found a gap. She was stupid and followed me. I can't learn for a few years, and I don't have talent. I look down upon her for a lifetime."

Speaking of his female apprentice, the old man Ning Zikun's tone was quite angry with iron and steel: "The bad guy! How could I not be there? The bad guy I contacted was not there. When I walked in, she spoke and said that the bad guy came to the door. I guessed something happened, so I turned around and wanted to leave! Stupid!"

The whole thing was said clearly and honestly by the old man who called himself Ning Zikun, and it sounded unreserved. Song Tianyao finally asked: "Do you know how to make a Cantonese opera wig?"

Maybe the old guy could think of Yan Xiong and Lan Gang's questions, but when Song Tianyao asked, the old man was taken aback for a moment: "Doing a wig?"

"Do you understand?" The old man Song Tianyao said are legendary stories. No matter how much money he can cheat, it has nothing to do with him. In fact, he only cares about whether the other party will make a wig.

"Yes, I have been making wigs for more than ten years, and I have been working as a provincial capital since Shanghai, as a legitimate identity." Ning Zikun said to Song Tianyao.

"You can't deceive people now. Why don't you go to my factory to teach the workers how to arrange and weave hair. You can use the money to buy a ferry ticket to leave Hong Kong, whether you like to go to Taiwan or Macau. Okay, Southeast Asia, if you continue to set up the bureau, no one will care about you." Song Tianyao patted the dust on his body with the handcuffed old man, and said in a serious tone.

Ning Zikun was a little confused by Song Tianyao's attitude: "Aren't you sending someone?"

"They are, I am not. I just came here today to find a master to make a wig. It just happens to be." Song Tianyao said to Ning Zikun, "Where is the deed of the three girls?"

"It's on me." Ning Zikun said, "They are all unrelated and have absolutely no future troubles. I bought them for two thousand yuan each, which is very expensive."

Song Tianyao took out a cloth bag from the other party's gown. After opening it, it was fully stocked. The bank deposit slip, the three-person sales contract, the phone book that recorded many phone numbers, etc. were all in it. Song Tianyao tore off the sales contract and turned around. Yan Xiong said, "How many wives are you?"

"Three, there is a tigress at home, and there are two outside." Yan Xiong said.

Song Tianyao looked at Lan Gang again: "How many wives do you have?"

"Counting girlfriends, there are six or seven long-term dates, but I can afford to have three more." Lan Gang watched Song Tianyao tear off his contract and was about to carve up three little girls who looked like flowers.

"Sooner or later, you die in bed. These three are not suitable for your two wives and concubines. I should arrange them myself. Headless will take the old guy to the detention room and wait until my factory repairs his room. In the past, Axiong, you asked Song Siquan to take that Song Siquan to Shanghuan, and ask the address of the master who knows how to make wigs in Shanghuan." Song Tianyao patted the debris in his hands: "That's it."

"Big man, I thought there was a big case, but how did you marry your little wife and hit three?" Lan Gang watched Song Tianyao prepare to leave, and shouted from behind.

Song Tianyao glanced at Lan Gang and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you won’t be left in vain. Axiong has 300,000 yuan sent by Lu Le. Take 50,000 yuan from there and get some people to help you write. With the pennant of the evil nemesis, and then from his Mong Kok location to find a few places that are willing to cooperate to make a good show, publish in the newspaper, buy an award order from the police force, it is not a waste of hard work for you, how about it?"

"Thank you, wow, sin buster, thank you, thank you, next time the boss, I will visit you, I will definitely help you bring the hippocampus to help you nourish your kidneys, you have fun, if there are too few three, I can help you introduce other women." When Lan Gang heard that he didn't need to run for nothing this time, he could earn an internal police commendation order, and his face almost shined.

"Mr. Song, where are you going?" Yan Xiong asked when Song Tianyao was about to leave.

Song Tianyao said in a dull-sounding voice: "Of course I took the three girls first. They were frightened and needed to be comforted. I used to be the secretary of a philanthropist. I am good at this kind of thing."