The car sped back to the police station. Xie Jiahua hurriedly ran to the reference room, before even passing colleagues had time to say hello.
He left out the case file earlier because he was not involved in the investigation of the case. It was officially closed four years ago at that time. In the small chat, I mentioned a few words with Tang Jiaqi. In those days, many "Detective Chiefs" were friendly with the underworld, and with the unwritten rules of "Jianghu is involved in all corners of the world", some information related to the association was reported rather vaguely, and that single case was particularly inexplicable, and many important information were reported. missing. He still remembered that Tang Jiaqi showed great interest at that time, and reminded him that the identity of the deceased was unusual. He had to analyze the changes in the forces of the rivers and lakes after the death of the deceased to see who would benefit the most...
This time, coughing and rummaging through the dust and dust, he pulled out a case file from August 1979. The deceased was named Hao Wei, the first leader of Xiaoqi Hall and the father of Hao Chengqing, who was also called "Qinglong". Hawy was driving home alone after being drunk late one night when he collided with a lorry on a mid-level bend and died. In order to avoid responsibility, the truck driver took Haowei to the top of the cliff and escaped. But this scene happened to be witnessed by a witness who called the police. Before the police came to the door, the truck driver committed suicide by burning charcoal at home.
There are many doubts about this case. Why do drivers commit suicide in fear of crime? Hao Wei is the leader, why did he drive alone without bodyguards and subordinates when he was drunk? The most surprising thing is that Hawy's autopsy report has mysteriously disappeared from the file. What is the person who took the page trying to hide? Cover up Hawy's true cause of death
Jiaqi said that we need to see the changes in the forces behind the rivers and lakes...
Xie Jiahua closed the thin file, put it on his forehead and pondered: He had followed Xiaoqitang for many years and knew its development history well. Before Haowei's death, Xiaoqitang's business was only in gambling stalls and loan sharks. With little influence, it is a very inconspicuous gang in Jiaolong Fortress; after Haowei's death, Qinglong came to power and developed Xiaoqitang in the direction of all kinds of pornography, gambling and poison, and gradually made a name for himself in Jiaolong Fortress. He began to compete with old-fashioned gangs like the Shajiabang, and his power gradually spread out of Jiaolong Fortress; after Qinglong died, Xia Liuyi came to power, and his actions became more and more arrogant.
In the small Xiaoqitang, the death of each dragon head is accompanied by a subversion of power, and each new dragon head is more radical than the previous one. There seems to be a pair of invisible giant hands in the darkness, picking up outdated and discarded pieces at every necessary moment, throwing them aside, and putting down a more "better" and "newer" piece.
He reopened the dossier and glanced at the person in charge of the case. Unexpectedly and reasonably, he found that it was the "Detective Hua" who died in the mid-level villa in the battle between Xiaoqitang and the grand gathering a few years ago. ! In the case of Qinglong's father's death, Inspector Hua was personally responsible for the case, and in the case of Qinglong's death ten years later—Xie Jiahua was still studying in the United States and did not participate in it—it is said that the investigation was also stopped by Inspector Hua, who ordered the murder of Hao Chengqing with "Promise". Suicide after fear of crime” was hurriedly closed.
Inspector Hua is dead, and all the clues from the police are broken here. If you want to know the truth of these old incidents, the only possibility is to ask the people in the rivers and lakes, and it is someone who cares more about the death of Qinglong and his son than anyone else. The Jianghu people…
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At two o'clock in the afternoon, it was the time when the sun was at its strongest. With the whistling sea breeze, the canopy of the wharf was blown loudly. The tourists who disembarked frowned and covered their faces with their palms. Several beautiful girls who came to take model photos wrapped silk scarves around their wavy hair, laughing and shoving.
Xie Jiahua was the last to step off the ferry docked on Lamma Island. He bought two tea fruits at an old granny's stall next to the pier. He took off his sunglasses and looked around while eating. .
There are two young people by the pier, pitching tents and setting up stalls selling small straw things. One of them was taking a nap in a straw hat. The other was yawning idle, and suddenly choked on his throat—recognizing this well-known Sir in the arena! Hurry up and pat your partner! The two whispered a few words, and sneakily took out a big brother who was about to call.
"Good afternoon." Ah Sir had already stood by their stall.
"A S... This, this gentleman, how are you! Buy, buy a toy for your children?" The young man stammered and tried to do business.
Xie Jiahua squatted down, really turned over the little grasshoppers and small planes on his stall, and finally took a small straw shark and paid for it.
The two bodyguards thought they had passed the test, and breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, this Sir was holding the little shark in one hand and patted the shoulder of the one who was holding the eldest brother, saying, "The two brothers have worked hard to follow, Please call you boss Xia and say I want to see him."
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Fifteen minutes later, Mr. Xia sent a small agricultural three-wheeled truck to connect the Sir to the island all the way. The pickup truck shouted happily, up and down the mountain road lively. Xie Jiahua sat in the back compartment with a few baskets of vegetables and fruits. There was a big bucket full of water beside his legs, and he didn't know what was in it.
He soon knew what it was—the pickup slammed hard on a big rock on the way, Xie Jiahua flew up with a few radishes, and when it fell, there was a fish in his arms.
"Thank you Sir! If the fish pops out, please help me pick it up!" The pony, who was driving shirtless in front of him, turned back and said loudly.
"… "
Xie Jiahua helped pick up the sixth fish, and the pickup finally stopped at the back door of a small farmyard on the hillside. The two bodyguards guarding the door greeted him and helped Xiaoma unload the goods together, but Xiaoma was too busy to greet Xie Jiahua, "Xie Sir, there are too many things here, so you can go around the main door yourself, boss. waiting for you inside."
Xie Jiahua walked around the fence for more than half of the circle, and finally entered this very simple farmyard - no different from other fishermen's village houses on the island, the two-story building was built to be unpretentious. The door to the hall was wide open, and the solid wood benches could be seen inside, but no one seemed to be sitting there.
There is a small garden in front of the door, and a flower farmer wearing a straw hat and vest pants is squatting there with his back to him and concentrates on planting... Planting a row of dog's tail grass.
"Excuse me? Is Mr. Xia here?" Xie Jiahua asked him.
When the flower farmer turned his head, it was Big Brother Xia with a dark face. After wiping the muddy water on his face, the boss greeted kindly, "Thank you Sir for coming, please go in and sit. I'll come over after washing my hands."
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Xie Jiahua sat on the solid wood sofa chair in the hall with a very complicated mood. There was a cushion beside him. He picked it up and took a look. It was woven with red and green country patterns, and it also said "Home and everything are prosperous".
Although he had already heard from the informant that Xia Liuyi had been relaxing on Lamma Island during this time, Xie Jiahua still did not see the number of paths Xia Liuyi was now: the last time he saw Xia Liuyi, Xia Liuyi was not driving. The luxury cars are racing in the busy city, and they are sitting proudly in the interrogation room with a few barristers. They have always been well-dressed and dog-like. This time, his style is so simple. He was betrayed by He Chusan and hurt so badly that he wanted to return to the countryside
Xia Liuyi walked back quickly, not only washing his hands and face, but also carrying a wooden plate with two bowls of almond dew on it.
"I just finished drinking the tea, and I haven't had time to buy it yet. Thank you, Sir, drink some sugar water first, I made it."
Xie Jiahua's hand holding the bowl shook uncontrollably.
"Don't worry, the taste is not strange," Xia Liuyi was obviously used to being complained by others, and was very calm, "I did it ten times to succeed this time. Thank you Sir for being lucky today and catching up."
He and Xie Jiahua are a feud. The last three months in prison was caught by Xie Jiahua. The two have never met each other. Xie Jiahua was also mentally prepared to take a test from the fierce confrontation today, but he did not want Xia Liuyi to be so peaceful.
Xie Jiahua was puzzled, but since he came, he took a sip, and then drank it in one gulp for Mr. Xia's face.
"Thank you. It tastes good."
Xia Liuyi smiled complacently, "Thank you for the compliment. Thank you Sir for not being afraid of me poisoning."
"Mr. Xia is not someone who can poison."
Xia Liuyi laughed happily, "Xie Sir may know me better than my brothers. What is the purpose of this visit? I haven't done anything recently, right?"