"You can take a look. If there is no problem, please sign it." A young-looking policeman with a very polite attitude put the recorded statement in front of me.
I didn't raise my hand, but the lawyer next to me took it up and looked at it carefully, and then gave me an OK look.
I signed my name and handed it back to the police.
"If there is any problem, I'm afraid we still need to come to you." The police put away the statement.
"I would love to cooperate with the police." I smiled.
"By the way, I have great respect for your bravery! I also admire your great skill." The policeman stood up.
I didn't speak, but the lawyer beside me spoke in a professional and calm tone: "Okay, my client needs enough rest. Mr. Police Officer, if you have no other questions, I think we can leave."
Everything is so simple, so simple that I don't even need to spend too much effort.
Why? Because I am powerful and rich now!
God knows, not long ago, I killed a man with my own hands on the roof of the police station in a brutal way! But now? When the police came to my room, they greeted me first, and then spoke to me politely. After I finished, I wrote my statement, and a lawyer stood by to check on me. I can even ignore these uniformed people at any time...
"I will help you settle this matter." The lawyer is a Chinese, yellow-skinned, and a second-generation Chinese immigrant in Canada: "You just need to follow what I said. This matter is not difficult. You are also affected now. Injury, we still have proof from the hospital, and at the same time, the explosion at the police station can also be attributed to the deceased... We are in a good position. The police will not embarrass you... "
In fact, I didn't really listen to what he said later, so I just nodded casually and answered a few words absent-mindedly.
After the lawyer left, I was still in a trance.
What am I thinking
It might be a little funny to say it.
I was thinking back to the time when I was in China, with no name, no right, no money, I was arrested at the police station, I squatted on the radiator with cold handcuffs, cold water was filled in the washbasin, and I was beaten with an electric baton... and when I just came to Canada At that time, he was caught in the police station. beaten by the police...
What now
I smiled, a little wickedly, a little cruelly. I just lay on the bed. I killed a person, but the police want to see my face.
That's the difference.
I rested for a while, and Shiro rushed in like a whirlwind, almost knocking down the door of the ward.
See me lying on the bed well, eyes open. Ciro breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at me very seriously: "I thought something big happened to you... But it scared me, the current situation. If you also collapse, then everything will be over."
I was lying on the bed, but now my heart calmed down. Glancing at Ciro: "Do you have any cigarettes?"
"have."
Ciro was quite smart, closed the door and handed me a cigarette.
I took a puff comfortably, and said with a smile: "Look, we smoke so much, we will die of lung cancer sooner or later when we get old. But everyone will die, decades later. Either cerebrovascular or lung cancer, or Other problems... No matter what kind of disease you get at that time, it will be a disease anyway! Anyway, you will die, whether you die from lung cancer or die from other diseases, it is actually the same."
Ciro was a little dazed by what I said, and glanced at me: "What's wrong with you?"
I smiled, took a puff of smoke, and looked out the window: "Look at the sky, isn't it bright? Soon, soon! At most three days, the sky in Vancouver will not be like this."
Ciro saw that my mood was a bit weird, so he didn't dare to say anything, just sat aside, quietly waiting for me to finish smoking a cigarette.
I tossed the cigarette butt, then pulled out the IV stuck in the back of my hand and sat up. There is still some pain in the ribs, but it is bearable.
"Go through the formalities for me, I'm going to be discharged from the hospital." I said loudly.
"Are you okay... your injury!" Shiro frowned.
I smiled: "Hey, have you forgotten the reason I just said about smoking? I'm afraid of a fart! It's just a little injury, and it's just a little bit of pain. Besides, in this situation, brother , it’s not that I don’t speak well, without me, I’m worried that I really can’t play well alone.”
I forced myself to sit up, although it was very painful, but I still had a smile on my face, frowning, smiling so much that I felt like a lunatic.
I punched Ciro on the chest and let him help me up.
I changed my clothes and shoes in the room, put my body on Shiro's body and walked out the door of the ward. I saw several brothers standing outside in the corridor. These are all my direct descendants, and they all look gloomy and angry. From a distance, they don't look like good people. Those nurses and the like all avoid them.
Seeing Xi Luo and me coming out, they immediately surrounded me, and they all breathed a sigh of relief seeing that I was fine.
"Okay, don't stand still, my life is very hard, I can't die." I frowned in pain, but still laughed out loud. Someone who responded quickly found a wheelchair and offered to push me out, but I refused.
"Go out standing up." I said lightly, "Now, there are countless people staring at us. When I get home, I lie down in pain. It doesn't matter if I roll on the ground. But outside, I want to Stand up straight and walk back!"
The brothers were all speechless, only Xi Luo supported me, and everyone walked behind me without speaking. The atmosphere made me laugh a little, and I turned around and laughed: "What's wrong? Brothers, why are you holding your face... It's like a funeral, I'm not dead yet."
When he reached the end of the corridor, he saw Yang Wei walking towards him. Her expression was gloomy. Seeing me changing clothes and being held up by Xi Luo, she immediately became a little annoyed, and she came up and shouted in a low voice: "Chen Yang! What do you want to do?"
I slowly said: "Go back. My injuries are traumatic. If it can be cured in the hospital, I can also be cured when I go back. People are staring at me here, and I don't know how many policemen are waiting outside. I won't go back. What are you doing?"
Yang Wei thought for a while, sighed, and took Xi Luo's position without hesitation. Xi Luo hesitated for a while, but did not refuse, and obediently let Yang Wei take over from him to support me.
"Okay, Xiao Wu. I'll take you back... I have something to say to you on the way."
I didn't see Hansen following her, but vaguely, I seemed to guess what Yang Wei might want to say to me.
really. There are indeed police waiting in the hospital. When my locals went through the discharge procedures, there were policemen next to me. They followed me openly, but they did not interfere with my actions.
The only thing that surprised me was. I got off the elevator and came to the lobby on the first floor of the hospital. I just turned a corner. I saw that there were many reporters head-on!
Before I had time to react, there was a burst of flashing lights in front of me. Ciro and the others reacted immediately, and flew over to stop me, while the police rushed over to help stop the reporters.
I looked at Yang Wei strangely: "What's the matter? I'm just a gangster, why did I alarm these paparazzi when I got injured and went to the hospital?"
Yang Wei smiled, "It's different now than usual. The media are all staring at the police station. As a result, when the police station was bombed, the whole of Canada was shocked! As for you, God knows how these reporters got the inside information... But it may be Misunderstanding. There were policemen who were slightly injured in the explosion at the police station. They were all sent to this hospital. These reporters may not know your identity, and they may have mistook you for a policeman."
I laughed and said with a smile, "Me? The police?"
In fact, it turned out to be exactly as I had guessed. The next day, some newspapers actually published photos of me being held up by someone with a dignified and surprised expression on my face... Public Injured Police Officer…
"I'm afraid I have to go back first." On the way, in Yang Wei's car, her face was gloomy.
"Oh." I replied vaguely, looking out the window.
"Hansen, a dead-headed guy, told my family what happened here. My uncle called me just now and severely ordered me to go back immediately and not allow me to take this muddy water." Yang smiled, The tone was a bit disdainful: "Hey, he is old, and he is worried that I will cause trouble outside."
When she said this, she glanced at me, seeing that I was just looking out of the window without speaking: "You... why don't you speak?"
I turned my head and looked at her: "You can go back, it's fine to go back. The current situation is a bit chaotic... The stage of planning is over, and now it's time to do real work."
"You...you must not mess around!" Yang Wei said solemnly.
It was just the two of us in the car, she was driving and I was sitting next to her. The front and back of our car are all Xi Luo's cars. Hansen, Yang Wei's bodyguard, did not know where he went.
"That mercenary organization, I asked Hansen carefully, it is a bunch of war tools! A bunch of murderous lunatics. I think the Vietnamese have made a big trouble this time! This kind of lunatics is not easy to control. Find this kind of person, be careful, it’s easy to ask God to send God away! I’d like to give you a suggestion... first tolerate the police’s large-scale crackdown. Other organizations in the underworld must have suffered a lot. After the incident, many forces will definitely become a vacuum... At that time, you will come forward again! Just wait for the bargain. That's when you and the Vietnamese will really fight Time for the real gun to do it! Now, you have to be patient! Be careful that the police will sweep you up together." Yang Wei said slowly: "What I am most worried about is that you are still very impulsive... those cobras, this kind of mercenary organization, just pass by They will leave after finishing this ticket. It is impossible for the Vietnamese to support these expensive thugs all the time... "
"Crack, crack..."
I squeezed the knuckles of my fingers, looked down at my palms, and said vaguely, "Got it."
"And..." Yang Wei said quickly, she seemed to be very anxious, and seemed to want to pour everything she knew into me in one breath: "Don't think too easily about that guy Doug... he He is very capable, but he is definitely not someone you can trust! A politician like him is more difficult to deal with than someone like Norton! He can use you to clean up the situation in Vancouver today, and when he doesn’t need you tomorrow, he might be able to turn around I sold you!" She pinched the steering wheel and said quickly: "I have asked some old friends to help me check this organization of Cobra, and someone will send you the information later, I left your phone number... These are my friends in some special departments... well, and... Little Five... "
I raised my head, interrupted her, stared at her, and said seriously: "Yang Wei!"
"...Huh?" Yang Wei was a little surprised.
"I found a very interesting thing." I smiled, very casually: "It's just... When you care about me, or you are very kind to me, you will call me 'little five', but when it happens When things happen, or when you are angry with me, you will call me 'Chen Yang'."
Yang Wei blushed first, then sank, and said angrily: "When did you, you still have the heart to think about this!"
There was a thin layer of anger on her pink face, her eyebrows were half charming and half angry, the tip of her nose was slightly raised, her phoenix eyes were round and her eyebrows were slightly raised, she looked like a beauty who was angry.
"... Sigh." Yang Wei and I looked at each other, then turned our heads and continued to look at the road ahead: "I can't procrastinate any longer. When I received a call just now, my uncle told me to go back immediately and hurry up as soon as possible." One flight... The rules in our family are very strict, and I can't disobey his words... I originally thought that when I came to Vancouver, I would be by your side to help you. When you encounter difficulties, I will help you. I can also help you, but now, coming here in a hurry, I will leave in a hurry... "
Immediately, Yang Wei took out a small piece of paper from the inside pocket of his jacket, and stuffed it into my hand.
"These are two phone calls... Well, the person on the phone is a relationship I made in private, and an ally I developed for myself... It has nothing to do with our family..." Her tone was serious: "These two people, one It's a member of parliament, and the other is a powerful figure in the government. These relationships were won at a high price, and I'm reluctant to use them easily... Now this phone number is for you... When it's time to use official power as a last resort, you You can make this call, maybe you can get some help... As for the rest, I can't do more for you."
I just changed my complexion!
This is Yang Wei's own power! !
It's clear to me that this woman has talent, brains, and ambition and aspirations! With a person like Yang Wei, in her family, he must not be a thing in the pool! Although it seems that she is not powerful in the family now, it is obvious that she is already cultivating her own power!
Now, she has handed over her allies in Canada to me... I know that such a line must have cost a lot of money to build, but now that she has handed it over to me, this is a great favor!
"Thank you!" I didn't refuse... because I knew that if I refused, it would be an insult to her if she treated me like this.
I solemnly put the note away, pondered for a while, and said in a low voice: "Yang Wei, I'm not very good at saying thank you... because I think you are so kind to me, I will remember it." In my heart!"
The car returned to the gate of the garage. After Yang Wei parked the car, Xi Luo and the others got out of the car and surrounded them.
"Go down." Yang Wei sighed, looking at me hesitant to speak: "I... I won't take you in, I'm going to the airport right now."
There was clearly a trace of reluctance in her eyes, but she quickly covered it up.
I silently pushed the door to get out of the car, and Xi Luo quickly supported me by the side.
"It's good to do it for yourself!" Yang Wei said deeply to me in the car: "When it's convenient for me, I will come to drink with you!"
After finishing speaking, she started the accelerator, and the car drove more than ten meters away quickly, but stopped again, and then reversed on the spot.
Just as I was wondering, Yang Wei rolled down the car window again, this time she stopped talking, stared deeply at me for a few seconds, just raised her hand, and threw something from the car to me.
I raised my hand to catch it, but before I could speak, the car had restarted, and it ran away in a flash.
Looking down, there was a ring in the palm of his hand.
Eye of the storm!
Suddenly, my heart was burning hot, as if I had swallowed a piece of coal!
She did not say anything, but such a move was much more important than saying anything! !
"Little Five."
I stood at the door looking at the empty street in a daze, and Xi Luo next to me pushed me: "Shall we go in?"
I shook my body, looked back at him, took a deep breath, and the abundant energy returned to me, then I pulled myself together, looked at him, and laughed loudly: "Of course! We still have a lot of things to do Woolen cloth!"
I looked at the brothers around me, and then pointed to the tallest building I could see in the distance.
"See that building?"
"Well, that's Living Shangni-La." Ciro was a little dazed.
I laughed, it was the tallest building in Vancouver, a hotel and residential complex at 646 feet.
"Xiro, do you dare to do something with me?" I smiled and looked at him.
"What?"
"After a few days, I will throw those cobras, cauliflower snakes and other things from the roof of that building!" I sneered: "If I fail, I will throw myself from the top!"
This damn weather.
The summer in Vancouver is rarely so hot. It is located in the northern latitude. It turns out that from Vancouver, even in summer, the highest temperature is only about 30 degrees Celsius.
But today's temperature is as high as thirty-six degrees.
Ciro and I sat in the car, which is about five kilometers northeast of Vancouver near the seashore, surrounded by an open area.
There was no air conditioning in the car...it was a very old and broken van. I gave it a try. As a result, after the air conditioner was turned on, the inside was actually blowing out hot air!
to no avail. Shiro and I simply took off our shirts, opened the car windows to try our best to ventilate, and sat in the car smoking.
Four days.
Four full days.
For the past four days, the situation in Vancouver has been like this damn weather... hot!
On the news, the media reports a large number of police dispatches every day. A massive anti-crime campaign is underway. It is said that the police dispatch more than 2,000 people every day, sweeping almost all the way from the famous Hastings Street from east to west!
Drug injection points, illegal meat farms, strongholds of the underworld, they were taken over again and again, and there were gangsters resisting at the beginning, but... After all, we are thieves, and others are soldiers. We really put on a fight, and the underworld is not official. opponent.
In the west area and the east area, police cars can be heard running around in a swarm with their sirens sounding almost every night. This is different from the usual patrol with two police cars! They are all dispatched in teams!
The police were red-eyed, as one can imagine. What is the relationship now, what is the face. All torn! No matter which organization it belongs to, sweep over one by one! After one pass, scan it a second time!
have to say. When the police started to be ruthless, it really worked well. At least I can feel that the law and order in the past two nights has improved a lot...
Of course, in fact, I know that after countless drug injection dens have been taken away, many addicts will go crazy long ago, and now the police drug rehabilitation center is full of people. A few underworld bosses who jumped the most at the beginning were arrested everywhere, and those without evidence were also monitored.
The Iranian Aziz who was beaten in the police station was lucky. He led his subordinates to seek revenge on me the next day... As for me...
A good citizen like me, of course, called the police!
Almost all of our peripheral sites have been given up, and we will throw them out first. Anyway, I only understand one truth, save the person first! It's easy to say anything in the future! !
The movements of the Vietnamese are similar to mine, they are all curled up. Of course, I didn't just wait and do nothing, I also sent people out to check the news.
After all, they are all gangsters on weekdays. Whether they are Vietnamese, Chinese or other nationalities, there are always some common fringe people. The results of the search were also good. Through clues, we found some places where Vietnamese people were hiding, mostly small fish and shrimps.
As for those cobras that I hate to the bone, no news.
But the information in my hand is getting more and more.
Especially the one about Cobra.
After Yang Wei left, she said that she would provide me with some information through certain channels. As a result, the day after she left, I received a call from a stranger.
The call was obviously made from a public phone on the street. The caller was a man with an indifferent voice who didn't say a word, but asked me to go to a mailbox to pick up a document.
I read that document many times.
Cobras were originally a secret government armed force supported by a certain government in a small country in West Africa. There are many such small armed forces in the turbulent West Africa, ranging from dozens to hundreds to thousands of people. Four years ago, the dictator of the government of that small West African country was overthrown and was assassinated in exile... There are some special political backgrounds, it is said that the small country has some energy resources, and the dictator negotiated with the big Western powers Gaining support, as a result, after the situation changed, the Western powers found new agents and overthrew the original dictator.
The Cobra turned out to be an armed force loyal to the dictator. As a result, the dictator died. These professional executioners lost their masters, and most of them dispersed. A small number of people left behind started the mercenary business. I have done a lot of things in some small countries in West Africa, and it was brilliant for a while.
But as the political situation in West Africa has stabilized in the last few years, there are fewer chances to stop. The soil for this armed force to survive gradually became less and less, and it once again declined.
According to the latest information, there are less than a hundred people in this cobra now, but most of them are veterans who have held guns for more than ten years! Some of them have left West Africa, which is becoming increasingly unviable, and some are trying to develop in South America and Southern Europe, trying to continue the mercenary business.
However, this armed force has a strong bloody style in its actions, and its murderous intent is too heavy. Doing things too hard... These are the habits left behind in West Africa in the early years. In that ghost place in West Africa, the political situation in a small country is in turmoil, and there are as many armed forces as a cow's hair. They often fight and kill, their eyes are red, and they often massacre the aborigines of the entire village. These are commonplace.
This style of behavior has made Cobra hit a wall everywhere in the "civilized world". In recent years, it has left a lot of notoriety everywhere, but in fact it has not developed smoothly.
God knows where Yang Wei got this kind of information... Generally speaking, only the government's intelligence agency can do this kind of information.
In the past few days, I have been guarding the garage every day. The brothers on the island have been transferred back, and the island has been cleaned up without leaving any traces.
The guy who sneaked into the police station that day was clearly one of these mercenaries. No wonder he is so skilled! I'm pretty sure though...these cobras didn't go away! They are still in Vancouver!
Because, according to the information I got, just the night before, someone rushed in and snatched a corpse from the police morgue in the middle of the night. I don't even need to ask, I'm sure that the corpse that was snatched away, which can be said to be a pile of rotten flesh, is the cobra I killed!
I'm still waiting, one, I'm waiting for these guys to see how much patience they have left to hide!
Second... that is, I am waiting for today! !
It took me a lot of work to get out of the garage.
Now the police have been closely monitoring us. Although Doug and I have the intention of cooperating, in this case, he can't let us go. Besides, the situation now is very different from when we talked that day , God knows if he will play tricks on me!
In the past few days, I have strictly ordered no one to go out. Except for those who go out to buy food on a regular basis every day, everyone else stays at home... closely guarded!
As for me, for three days in a row, I mingled with Ciro in the van that went out to buy food. The first time we went out, when we stopped outside to buy food, the police came up to check immediately. We hid in the car and were not caught. Discover.
The second time, and the third time, Ciro and I both figured out the situation. We asked the brothers who went out to purchase in the garage to park their cars in the underground parking lot of a food supermarket near the fire escape when they went out to purchase. Only then did I quietly avoid the police's eyes, and Xi Luo and I were able to escape and slip outside.
As for the car we are riding in now... It was stolen temporarily. This broken car was parked not far from the entrance of the supermarket. Xi Luo and I drove away. Anyway, the police are now dealing with so many cases. The theft of broken cars probably won't attract much attention.
But this car is really broken. It doesn't even have an air conditioner in such a hot weather.
I wiped my sweat, and the wound on my body was soaked with sweat, and there was some faint pain. Smoking made my mouth bitter, looking at the sky, the hot sun in the sky outside, I smiled and looked at Xi Luo: "What? Do you feel bitter? Now the police are suffering much more than us... In such a hot day, we still have to be successful. Sweeping the place in groups..."
Ciro curled his lips: "The police car has air conditioning."
Finally, my phone rang. I glanced at the number and picked it up to answer it. The first sentence on the switch was: "Old friend, you are late this time! This is not in line with your usual reputation."
On the other end of the phone, Captain Wick... oh, it should be Mr. Chairman Wick's voice, his tone was very bitter: "Damn... you don't know what's going on at sea now! The Coast Guard has more activities than usual Three times! Alright... Chen Yang, this is the last time I make an exception to do this kind of thing! Please remember, I am not the captain now, but the chairman! Next time you find someone else for this kind of thing!"
Wick complained a few words before saying: "It's at the appointed place, they'll be there in about twenty minutes!"
He looked a little tired: "Remember, pay the money to my account on time... Remember it's the account abroad, you need to transfer the account three times! And... I can help you ship it this time... But wait until When you want to ship it out, don’t look for me! If you look for me, I won’t do it! I won’t do it for more money!”
After speaking, he hung up the phone.
I laughed and threw the phone in the back of the car.
No wonder Wick was annoyed. This matter must be done secretly, and now under the strict police activities, I really have no choice but to seek help from a veteran boat runner like him.
Although he is no longer on the boat, but when he meets a person like me who acts both hard and soft, Chairman Wick still has to obediently take off his suit and put on his crooked hat again, and continue to be a temporary "Weiwei" for me. Captain Ke".
And what I asked him to smuggle was nothing else...
It's people!
A whole ship of elite "airborne troops" who can fight and fight! !