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Chapter 159: Find the rightful owner

0:15, Zhou Hao and He Huiling are on duty now. Chen Jiaju and the other three have already fallen asleep.
Zhou Hao was observing this ship with a telescope. He Huiling handed him a cup of black coffee. She knew Zhou Hao's taste. Zhou Hao thanked him, took a sip and put it aside. This is what he will rely on tonight.
He Huiling looked at the brightly lit pier through the car window. There was a dumpling stall in the distance. She wondered if the owner's surname was Zang.
Suddenly a figure wearing a white casual suit appeared in her field of vision. Wearing this kind of clothes at night was not low-key at all. This man slowly approached and passed the van about thirty meters away. It happened to be in
The back of Zhou Hao's telescope, so Zhou Hao didn't find it
He Huiling: "Boss, I found something here."
Zhou Hao heard the sound and rushed over, and happened to see a figure from behind, walking around the front of the car. This man was not tall, and his hair was short and blond, exactly as Zhou Hao remembered.
"That's him! Wake them up and tell Zhou Xingxing to bring a team of people over!"
Zhou Hao turned back to the telescope and continued to observe. The golden-haired man was still very cautious, looking left and right along the way. When he passed the sleeping stall, he even said hello to someone, as if he already knew the people here.
Without He Huiling's intervention, the other three people had already woken up from their uneasy sleep.
Zhou Hao: "You guys are waiting here for support. I'll go to the dumpling stall to have a look. He seems to be very familiar with the people there."
He Huiling: "Okay, be careful."
Zhou Hao took off his suit jacket, took his shirt out of his pants, put on a pair of glasses, and walked out
Now I don't dress like a policeman at all, but more like a company employee who has just finished get off work overtime.
The stall was set up with tents. The weather was good today, so there were many people eating dumplings here, but there were not many young people like Zhou Hao. Most of them were workers working at the nearby docks.
They are not surprised by young people like Zhou Hao. The boss's dumplings are very famous in the neighborhood, and young people often come here because of their reputation.
The boss is a man, with a dark face and a tall figure. He must be Ms. Zang. His Cantonese is a bit broken, and Zhou Hao even heard the Shandong accent in it.
The person who helped him was probably his wife, an ordinary-looking woman, but she was very agile at work, and the business of the stall was very good. The couple was very busy, so maybe he should hire workers.
When Zhou Hao came to the stall, he saw that everyone who came to eat ordered dumplings and served them themselves. There was a white signboard in front of the stove with four kinds of fillings written on it.
"Sir, what kind of stuffing do you want to eat?" the boss said with a smile.
Zhou Hao: "It's stuffed with three kinds of fresh food. It's three pounds. Boil three taels for me to taste first, and put the rest in the pot when I leave."
"Okay, please find a place to sit down first."
Zhou Hao did not find a seat to sit down, but instead started chatting with the boss. This boss's surname is Wu, his hometown is Shandong, he has been in Xiangjiang for ten years, and he is 45 years old this year.
When he first came here, he had no education or any skills, so he could only work as a coolie at the dock. Later, when he injured his waist while resisting the big bag, he thought of making dumplings for midnight snack here.
People in Xiangjiang have the habit of eating late night snacks. His dumplings taste great, so his business is not bad. Now he has bought a house in Causeway Bay by selling dumplings. Of course, it is only a government-built home ownership housing, but it can be regarded as settling down in Xiangjiang.
The boss was a bit talkative, and the two of them chatted very "speculatively". Zhou Hao suddenly said casually: "By the way, when I came here just now, I saw you greeting a young man with blond hair in a white suit. I thought he looked like mine."
Secondary school students."
Boss Wu was stunned and said: "Are you talking about Boss Sang? I only know his surname is Sang, I don't know his name. He lives on that ship. He is doing big business. I heard that he has dozens of
The toys in the container are sold in the United States and are very profitable."
Boss Wu had a look of envy and admiration on his face. That’s right. Who doesn’t want to make more money? Normal people would definitely be envious when they meet someone who is better than themselves.
Zhou Hao's heart moved. It turned out that this guy's surname was Sang.
The dumplings were cooked quickly. Zhou Hao found a table with the dumplings and began to enjoy them.
The dumplings tasted really good, no wonder there was an endless stream of customers. While Zhou Hao was enjoying the dumplings, the anchor of the cargo ship was pulled up.
This scene happened to be seen by Zhou Hao. Oops! They are about to sail.
"Act now! Their rats are about to escape, act immediately!" Zhou Hao took out the walkie-talkie covered by his shirt and said
After he finished speaking, he threw down a thousand-yuan bill and said, "I'll cook the dumplings when I get back!"
Before Boss Wu could reply, he quickly rushed towards the freighter. The distance to the freighter was at least 100 meters away. Zhou Hao was much faster than Bolt.
"Boss, we are not sure how many people are inside and what kind of armed force there is," He Huiling said anxiously.
But Chen Jiaju said: "There are valuable cultural relics inside, and they don't know how to use heavy weapons. Besides, this freighter has a maximum of twenty crew members. They are licensed, and they cannot all be members of the Juntao criminal gang."
While they were talking, they put on their body armor and checked their firearms. As for Zhou Hao, he had already stepped onto the freighter.
"Sir, this cargo ship is indeed registered under the banner of Hong's Toy Trading, but I found from their internal company's attendance records that this ship should have been renovated for two months, and there has been no sea mission recently," Xiaoyu said.
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Zhou Hao thought in his heart: "Then the Hong's Toy Trading Group has a problem. Ignore them. Let's catch this group first."
There were many containers on the ship, but they could not all be cultural relics. He quietly walked around the ship. Someone was drinking in the cabin. There were two connected containers that were placed in a separate place and were guarded. These two containers should be used for storage.
cultural relics.
The four guards all held flashlights in their left hands and pistols in their right hands. No spear-like weapons were seen.
Just when Zhou Hao was about to go up and subdue them, Golden Sang appeared smoking a cigarette.
Sang: "How's it going? Is there anything going on? We'll leave in half an hour and when we get to the United States, we can have a good time."
One of the guards smiled and said: "It's still the same, boss, how much money will the boss give us this time?"
Sang: "Don't worry, the money distributed this time is definitely a lot. Do you understand the most important thing is the green card? This time the boss will apply for a green card for you, and then you will be able to stay in the United States legally!"
When several other guards heard this, they also started chatting excitedly.
Zhou Hao was a little impatient in the distance, these bastards were done.
Suddenly, the walkie-talkie on Sang's body rang: "Boss, someone broke in."
Bang bang! Two gunshots pierced the silent night sky. "Hong Kong police, you have been surrounded. Put down your weapons and surrender immediately!" Chen Jiaju's voice came, and it seemed that they had been discovered.
He was responded to by more chaotic gunfire, "Sir Chen, didn't you say that all the crew members could not be members of the Juntao organization? Why are there so many gunmen!" Liang Jianbo complained on the intercom.
Their walkie-talkies all have headphones plugged in, so they are not afraid of revealing their location.
Chapter completed!
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