"Xiaoqitang is fighting with Heyi Club?" Xie Jiahua asked suspiciously.
It was already evening, but he was still working overtime in the police station office, with several capable subordinates standing at his desk. Outside the door, it was crowded with arrested fighters. The quarrels, beatings and scoldings, and the police officers' shouting, shook the door.
"Which side attacked which side?" Xie Jiahua asked.
"Both sides have it. It is said that Xiaoqitang first smashed several gambling stalls and nightclubs of Heyi Club. Heyi Club was not polite and went directly to Xiaoqitang's head office."
"Where was the first hit?"
"Atou, this is the most strange place - the people from Xiaoqitang first smashed an office building in Wanchai. The company that was smashed was called Bingxian Financial Information Company, which was the company of Xiaoqitang's consultant He Chusan."
Another person said, "Atou, today's events are said to be related to He Chusan. He is said to be the second or fifth boy sent by Heyi Society to Xiaoqitang. When Xiaoqitang was searched by us last month, he took the opportunity to kidnap Xia Liu. 1. Be the acting hall master myself. Xia Liuyi was rescued a few days ago and gave him three knives and six holes with his own hands. As a result, I heard that he was not dead and was hidden by the Heyi Society. Without him, I can't get angry, so I smashed the place of the Heyi Society everywhere."
"This He Chusan is really not a fuel-efficient lamp," another subordinate said. "Isn't it rumored in the underworld that the arson case at the North Point Wharf was because of him?"
Xie Jiahua personally went to the mountain to rescue He Chusan who was kidnapped by Qiao Ye. He understood the grievance between He Chusan and Qiao Ye. He shook his head and said, "He Chusan was the victim in that incident. This time, it will not be the case. It's as simple as it seems. In short, deal with the people outside first, and lead the troubles to be tried one by one."
"Yes!"
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The subordinates hurried away. Xie Jiahua sat alone in the office, frowning and flipping through the archives of Xiaoqitang over the years. The name of He Chusan has been in and out of the archives frequently in the past year, like a carp swimming between the boundaries of black and white. What he didn't understand was: why did this carp sit on the innocent golden dragon gate and didn't jump, but it sank into the abyss of black water and turned into an evil scorpion
Xie Jiahua recalled the past several times of direct contact with He Chusan, but it was impossible to connect this person with the "two or five boys sent by the Heyi Society into the Xiaoqitang". Qin Hao also said that He Chusan was very careful about Xia Liuyi in Thailand. Taking care of them, the relationship between the two seems very real, but why did He Chusan set up a big situation to fake the death of Cui Dongdong, kidnap Xia Liuyi, and finally end up being killed by three swords and six holes
Also, these strange things happened after Xia Liuyi returned from Thailand. Why did Xia Liuyi take such a big risk to kill Jin Maitreya? Did He Chusan know about this? Is the bizarre behavior after the third year of He Chun related to this
He fell into deep thought, and subconsciously rubbed his right cheek with his hand. He suddenly thought of Lu Guangming. The bruises left by Lu Guangming's angry punch had disappeared, but the pain of Ling Lie when he was beaten still remained in his consciousness - it was difficult for him to distinguish clearly what he was dealing with Lu Guangming. Bright feelings: there is resistance, there is disgust, but it is strangely mixed with a kind of guilt and pity.
He thought of Lu Guangming coming to the hospital to take care of him on the day the villa exploded. He asked Lu Guangming how he knew he was injured. Lu Guangming said that he had eavesdropped on the police radio, and the explosion was near the scene at the time. But later he asked Jiabao, but Jiabao said that Lu Guangming only came to the hospital two hours after the explosion. If Lu Guangming was really at the explosion site, what did he do in those two hours? Lu Guangming's eavesdropping and rhetoric in the hospital showed that he was full of interest in the villa bombing case. Why? What does he have to do with He Chusan
Xie Jiahua felt that he was in a fog, with countless shadows flowing in front of him, but he couldn't see the real thing. He had a hunch in the dark: there must be a dark thread hidden in it, connecting all the weird things that happened recently, there must be an important knot, which is the key to clarifying the truth.
He was extremely reluctant, but he had to force himself to think in this direction: Could all of this really have something to do with Lu Guangming's persistent pursuit, his father Xie Yingjie...
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On both sides of the hospital bed, a small table was placed on the left and the right, and a square computer was placed on each. He Chusan was sitting on the head of the bed, his head resting on the pillow, and two keyboards were placed on the quilt around his waist. He stared intently at one of the computer screens, his fingers flying over the keyboard so fast that he could barely make out the movement. After a while, he turned his head and moved his gaze to another computer, manipulating it equally quickly.
Hundreds of thousands of lines of complex data flickered on the screens on both sides, swiping up and changing at the speed of turning pages in half a second. He is conducting a simulation calculation of a large-scale financial war involving multiple markets such as stocks, futures, and foreign exchange. The left and right sides are the opposing sides of the financial war, and they are all playing games with himself under his manipulation. This is a fierce war without the smoke of gunpowder. Both sides have invested billions of virtual funds in the field. Under the fierce attack and counterattack, the interests of The scales kept tilting from side to side... Sweat gradually oozes from his forehead.
Kevin knocked on the door outside, but he didn't get an answer for a long time, so he opened the door directly and entered the ward worriedly. He found that He Chusan was concentrating on dismantling left and right, so he turned around and closed the door, and quietly sat down on the bed next door.
Half an hour later, He Chusan finally stopped. The victory and defeat on the field are already divided, and the situation is like a mountain. The data on the left screen is falling rapidly, while the numbers on the right screen are constantly rising.
He Chusan frowned and moved his cervical vertebrae, his eyes fixed on the screen of the losing side, thoughtfully. After a long time, he summed up the crux of the problem and let out a sigh of relief.
He turned his head to look at Kevin, "Back?"
Kevin stood up and approached his bedside, looking paler than usual, but still calm and respectful, "Mr. He, Heyi Club was smashed seven times in the afternoon. The head office of Xiaoqitang was also smashed. ."
"It didn't cause any fatalities, did it?"
"No, Brother Xiao Ma arranged for people to report to the police in advance. The police came quickly, and there was no major incident. Now many people from Heyi Club are detained in the police station, and the bodyguard that Qiao has placed in my place has also been slashed and injured. I'm hospitalized. I think Mr. Qiao is so overwhelmed now that he can't care about your side. Mr. He is doing a really good job. "
He Chusan was still seriously ill and didn't have much energy. He weakly raised his hand and knocked on his forehead. He said with a smile, "Don't learn these words. Did you help me thank you little brother?"
"Thank you, Brother Ma asked me to say sorry to you. I also said that I wanted to ask about the inconvenience of your side. Mr. Xia really wanted to see you tonight."
He Chusan looked a little dazed. He looked down at his gauze-wrapped abdomen, the bloodless, yellowish and thin palms, and remained silent for a long time before he said, "You ask Xiao Ma to tell him: I'm fine, I'm not seriously injured, I'm here. It's inconvenient, let's meet again later."
"Yes."
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In the Tsim Sha Tsui district, on a red light street, Inspector Zheng had a big belly and tried to move himself out of the taxi. He looked up with emotion and looked at the signboard of "Sandalwood Pavilion" above his head, and then looked at the men and women strolling leisurely on the surrounding streets. It was ten o'clock at night, and the street full of entertainment venues was still brightly lit. People come and go.
He recalled the scene when he and the "Detective Inspectors" were drunk and walking down the street, hugging each other. Today, the place is still lively, but the current situation is very different. He is now cautious in his words and deeds every day. He has not set foot in such a romantic place for two years. He even sold his Bentley. Every day, he walks to the police station with a big belly and sweat.
At the entrance of the Sandalwood Pavilion, there is no longer the beautiful scene where the heroic and unrestrained shopkeeper Cui brought a group of beautiful girls to greet the guests with a smile. Last month, the shopkeeper Cui resisted arrest and bombed the entire villa in an attempt to perish with the police. thing, as we all know.
Today, Xiaoqitang and Heyi Club are in a big fight. They are afraid of being involved here, and a sign of "suspended business" was hung up early. There was only a big man standing in front of the door. Inspector Zheng also knew it. It was Ma Rulong, the "red stick" of Xiaoqitang. Ma Rulong brought two bodyguards behind him, and bowed respectfully to him, "Detective Zheng, welcome. There were many offenses in the ancestral hall that day, please don't mind the detective."
He stepped forward and walked in to meet Inspector Zheng, and said as he walked, "I'm sorry, we are closed today, and the beautiful girls have gone back to rest."
Inspector Zheng waved his hand, "It's nothing, I don't need them. Where are you Xia boss?"