Roaming In The World Of Film And Television

Chapter 277

“For example, the acid-free paper used for printing counterfeit banknotes, the Eastern European company controlled by Luo Wen has eaten a few orders. Its use is to publish comic books and elementary and middle school textbooks in official documents, but whether it is used for other purposes? do not know.”

“Another example is the gravure printing machine handled in Poland. Soon after the ‘painter’ used internal staff to buy the lot, Alexandra of the Ministry of Industry moved to a new house, and he couldn’t afford the big house with his annual salary.”

“It can be seen how much Luo Wen contributed to the’painter’ group, but such a great hero died in the Tsim Sha Tsui Hotel. I have never understood this matter.”

“Uh, I digress. There is a lot of talk about Luo Wen. Actually, it’s not him that I want to talk about.”

He said that the story was off topic, but the listeners were not impatient.

The expression on Wu Xiuqing’s face is very solemn. I never expected that Lin Yue had so much information in his hands. Although the details were slightly flawed, the relationship between the characters and the chain of events basically restored the history of the “painter” group.

“What I want to say is you.” When Lin Yue said this, his eyes fixed on the masked man: “True Mr. ‘Painter’.”

Wu Xiuqing clenched her fists and closed her eyes.

The masked man said, “How did you find out?”

Lin Yue said: “I won’t talk about old people like Wu Xin. People like Luo Wen who need ability, ability, wrists, resources, and resources, why should they bow to a woman like Wu Xiuqing? Even if she has been In guiding Li Wen to develop in a fierce and mature direction, it is not possible to compete with Luo Wen in one or two years.”

“At the beginning I thought you were kind to Luo Wen. He helped Wu Xiuqing develop his power to make money, and secondly, he could repay your kindness. However, after Luo Wen’s death, Wu Xiuqing and Li Wen were eyelids by the HK police. There was an escape from the cicada, which puzzled me, because whether it was the person who bought the police headquarters, or the person in charge of those multinational companies as a guarantor, and formed a strong team of lawyers, it was not Wu Xiuqing and Li. If you can control, as long as one link goes wrong, everything is over.”

“I went to the Golden Triangle to have a lively, interesting and constructive conversation with Baisha. He told me many things, including the situation after the’general’ returned to the Golden Triangle. Since 1990, the’general’ has not been anywhere. Go, stay in Malinzhai, the money earned from drug trafficking is basically used to expand the arms, and there is an interesting detail. The murderous guy needs sleeping pills to fall asleep at night, so what is he worrying about, or What are you afraid of? Are you worried that other forces swallowed the Marin guerrillas? Or… he has a big enemy?”

“Of course his enemy at that time would not be Wu Xiuqing, who would it be? I went to Eastern Europe for a while and went to the Netherlands when I was done. I asked the Dutch police a few questions about the’old painter’ being beaten by the Russians. In this matter of death, what do you rely on to determine your identity? Passport! Just like those smugglers who died in a foreign country, people with the status of “old painter” will not have relatives and friends in the past to worship, because they will be taken by the police. Focusing on hostile forces, then who can guarantee that the dead person must be him?”

“Wu Xiuqing and Li Wen can get rid of the golden cicada, but can the’old painter’ not? Assuming that the’old painter’ is not dead and has been behind the curtain to listen to politics, then everything makes sense. With him, Luo Wen will never Dare to make small moves; with him, the HK police, the gangs of various countries and the officials involved with the gangs, multinational companies, and even the terrorist organizations in the Middle East will all have to sell a bit thin; with him, it does not matter if Luo Wen is dead, the same All kinds of resources can be used to repeat the old tricks to help her daughter get rid of the police investigation and regain the life of a painter.”

Slap, slap, slap~

After listening to Lin Yue’s narration, the “painter” looked at him with admiration, and he did not hesitate to applaud.

“Young man, you are really powerful, brave, strategic and intelligent, much better than I was before. How about, are you interested in being together? I will let you marry my daughter, and you will inherit my money empire in the future. “Lin Yue was speechless.

“Then what should he do?” He was referring to Li asked.

The “painter” glanced back, a slight curve of lips curled up.

Lin Yue shrugged: “Unfortunately, I am not interested in being a thief. Coming here today, I just want to change back to my beloved woman.”

“The painter” said, “You are really interesting as a policeman.”

Lin Yue had the final say. From the very first “Operation Mekong” to “Detective Chinatown”, “Chasing the Dragon”, “Eavesdropping”, and then to the current “Wu Shuang”, he was a policeman 5 times, and he almost vomited. Good or not.

The “painter” glanced at the high stacked car wall. Although he couldn’t see the western landscape, he thought it was already sunset.

“It’s getting late, let’s exchange hostages quickly.”

After the “painter” finished speaking, he pushed the person forward, and Ruan Van and the woman in her fifties walked forward slowly.

Lin Yue also released the arm holding Wu Xiuqing’s arm.

She glanced back at him and walked to the other side.

The strategy of stealing beams and changing posts failed. Instead, he was played with his body, and he was returned to investigate the truth. In the end, Ruan Wen and the hostages were exchanged back.

The hostages on both sides were getting closer. Lin Yue took a few sips of the cigarette, and when he looked forward, he found that Ruan Wen was already behind the Aunt next to him, and his expression was a little anxious, as if he wanted to tell him something.

Wu Xiuqing also noticed this anomaly. With a single step, he suddenly rushed to Ruan Wen’s side, peeked into his coat, and drew a pistol. He turned back and turned, aiming at where Lin Yue was standing.

“Troublesome.”

Lin Yue sighed, the cigarette between his fingers flicked out, and the ashes scattered in the air.

Wu Xiuqing aimed at Lin Yue’s chest. Before pulling the trigger, he felt a ring of red light hitting her face, hitting the bridge of her nose, and a tingling pain followed.

At this moment, Ruan Wen whimpered and ran into the muzzle while moving his feet, apparently trying to block Lin Yue’s bullets.

Wu Xiuqing’s face was scalded by cigarettes, and she closed her eyes involuntarily, but this did not prevent her from firing, although it would be inaccurate…

Bang~

Bang~

The gunfire rang.

The middle-aged woman sat on the ground with fright.

As for Ruan Van, his body fell to the side and back.

Boom!

Golden light flashed in front of her, pain hitting her body, feeling the soul leaving.

Is this… dying?

She only remembered that she subconsciously got in front of the gun.

“You idiot! Daddy is a policeman, and Daddy has body armor! So you women are the most troublesome!”

A voice echoed in my ears.

It sounds a bit irritable, not like him at all, but there is a deep concern in this curse.

Ruan Wen smiled. She opened her eyes without knowing where the power came from. What she saw was a familiar figure from the back, and then her arms stretched out, holding a revolver in her hand.

Bang~

The fire flashed, and blue smoke gushed out.

She raised her head vigorously, and saw a person lying down not far away, bleeding from the lower half of her right collarbone, which was already a slap-sized blood puddle on the ground.

It’s Wu Xiuqing.

She didn’t kill Lin Yue, instead she suffered serious injuries.

Ruan Wen patted his body and found that there was no bleeding. The dizziness just now was more because his body hit the wheel of a scrapped car and his brain was a little concussed.

She looked forward again. The “painter” who had just been hit by Lin Yue’s ankle was trying to get up and ran back with her lame leg.

Isn’t he unarmed? Where did the revolver come from?

This thought flashed in his mind, and Lin Yue suddenly turned around and threw her down and hugged her in his arms.

Jingle bell~

There was a crisp sound, and sparks rushed above the head.

She thought of Li Wen, who was opposing the formation. It should be him who was shooting.

the other side.

Danto was so anxious that the sweat on his head came out. He didn’t expect things to develop to this point. Isn’t it good to exchange hostages in a proper manner? Have to do it like this?

I want to think about it, I am angry, but how can I use this damn gun?

He deducted twice and found that there was no response at all. Suddenly he remembered what Lin Yue said when he left, that insurance should be opened before shooting, but… who can tell him where the insurance is?

Jingle bell~

The bullet from the opposite side shook the body, and several depressions appeared on the iron plate on the right. Danto was so frightened that he couldn’t hold the gun. He slipped to the ground with a soft leg, leaning on the wheel and panting, his hands and feet almost shaking.

Is he just a driver? Let him shoot at people with a gun. Isn’t it difficult for a strong man?

He is too difficult.

But think about Lin Yue and Ruan Wen still trapped in the middle of the driveway. If it weren’t for fear of hurting Wu Xiuqing and the “painter” by mistake, Li Wenzao would have beaten them into a sieve.

Danto took a look at finally opening the insurance M4 carbine, gritted his teeth, prepared to get up and shoot a few shots on the opposite side, and suddenly noticed a sudden situation.