Big guy... When he was young and Dangerous, he only had the wrong name, not the wrong nickname.

"He should be very tall, and hao should be a word in his name. Is he strong or not?" Zhou Yu asked.

"My impression is that he is very tall, and he should be quite strong." Mo Zhigao hesitated after thinking: "Sir Zhou, this happened 20 years ago, and my memory is very vague."

"It's okay, Arong." Zhou Yu shouted.

"I'm here." Yang Jinrong said.

"Show him the photo to identify him." That's all Zhou Yu said.

"Uh-huh."

Yang Jinrong was just startled for a moment before he understood. He walked out of the door of the interrogation room, then turned back and brought back a laptop.

He first logged into the police intranet, extracted photos of people with the rank of chief superintendent and above, enlarged them and showed them to Mo Zhigao: "Check them one by one to see if there is the big man you mentioned in them."

Mo Zhigao first lowered his head to look at the photo, then leaned back, raised his head and said with a strange smile: "Sir Yang, you don't think that a big man will be among these people, do you? It's impossible. A person of this level has no background.

I checked it eight hundred times. Even if it was fake, you should have found it out this time."

"Tamper with identity information and join the police force through formal channels." Yang Jinrong said softly.

"This..." Mo Zhigao was dumbfounded: "Is it possible?"

Yang Jinrong did not answer, because it was not necessary. Mo Zhigao just never thought of this possibility. If he was willing to put in some effort, he could do it himself. It was just a file.

Yang Jinrong tapped the table with his slender fingers: "Look carefully at the details of your appearance and figure. If you recognize him, I will help you petition the judge for a reduced sentence."

"Twenty years is a bit long, but it's okay. There's nothing to do now anyway." The bones were hung in front of the mule. Mo Zhigao adjusted his hands on the computer and the mule started.

Yang Jinrong tilted his head and looked at the team members: "Pour him a cup of coffee. Also, ask Chen Jun to collect as many photos of people as chief superintendent and above. Lifestyle photos are best, and the earlier the better. There is no limit to the number."

In 20 years, people must have changed a lot. From young and Dangerous to senior executives, the change in temperament may also be very different. I hope to find some photos from the past.

"Okay, I'll do it right away." The team member hurried out.

Yang Jinrong picked up the mobile phone on the table, glanced at Mo Zhigao, who was attentive, turned and walked outside, making a call and said: "I'm going to ask Zhang Xueqing's neighbors to see if they have seen anyone entering or leaving her home.

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Zhou Yu pondered for a moment and said: "It's unlikely, basically not. Zhang Xueqing has been unmarried since her divorce. Even if she wants to meet her physiological needs, I think they will be cautious and leave it out..."

Zhou Yu paused for a moment, and then he had a flash of inspiration and said: "It is possible to check the safe house of the CIB undercover. It is private and convenient, and it does not cost any of your own money."

Yang Jinrong was speechless: "I don't think a chief superintendent is willing to clean up the sheets himself afterwards. It's too arrogant to ask hourly workers to clean the safe house. It's better to go directly to the hotel."

"That's true, but if you put it that way, hotels aren't very safe. It's better to imitate celebrities who have affairs and buy an extra house. If necessary, we can go there together, and then ask the hourly workers to clean it after we're done."

"Zhang Xueqing has two sets under her name. I checked, and there are no men's personal belongings, such as razors."

"That means there is a higher possibility of spending the night at the man's place..." Zhou Yu murmured.

"It may also be in the name of Changxing." Yang Jinrong added.

This is unclear. Since Zhang Xueqing has such a deep relationship with this big man, logically speaking, if the big man clears his identity and joins the police force, the two of them should get married.

But Zhang Xueqing didn't, and instead married someone else.

Zhou Yu probably wanted to deceive others and completely cut off the connection between the two people, so as to avoid the situation where one would be exposed and lead to the other.

As for the marriage, after getting divorced and not even having children, it was probably a fake marriage to create conditions for family stability in order to be promoted to superintendent.

Based on this calculation, the other one seems to be the same.

Another clue, Zhou Yu's eyes lit up: "First check which of the people above are divorced and quite tall."

"Okay, I'll call you later."

...

New Territories Golf Course Car Park.

A figure wrapped tightly around him. He got out of his car, glanced around at the license plate number, walked to the private car diagonally opposite, opened the door and sat in the back seat. When he saw the person in the front seat, he took off his clothes.

Face mask.

Under the mask was Xu Qifa with an angry face.

"A-Qing has been with me for so long, and you kill her whenever you want? You can kill her today, do you still want to kill me tomorrow?"

The man in a suit in the front row shrugged and said helplessly: "I am the chief superintendent of the CIB. If I can help it, who would be willing to cut off his own arm? I am also very heartbroken."

"Why are you helpless? You could send a killer to kill A-Qing, but you wouldn't kill the police officers who were chasing her?

Even if you are afraid of the trouble of killing the police, you can arrange a heavy truck and knock them all unconscious when they are escorted back to the police station. As long as you rescue A Qing and arrange a boat to leave, it is not a matter of hands for you, Wei Dexin.

?

What's so difficult about this? You didn't even say a word to me about killing her! That's my woman!" Xu Qiqi pulled the front seat cushion and shouted angrily.

Wei Dexin paused and said: "You are sad, I know, if you want to vent, you can even punch me a few times, I can accept it."

"It's useless!" Xu Qiqifai shouted as he punched the seat cushion.

"I was at the scene at the time. If I could save him, I would not let them kill anyone."

"What can't be saved?"

Wei Dexin took out a photo from the inner pocket of his suit with his right hand and handed it back.

"What is it?" Xu Qiqi said in a dissatisfied tone, but he still took it and looked at it, and immediately frowned.

It was a photo of a sniper lying on the roof of a building aiming downwards. The shooting angle must have been from a higher roof.

Wei Dexin said calmly: "That day in the mall, in addition to following A-Qing's o-ji team, Zhou Yu also buried a team of SDUs in the dark.

I've thought of all the ways you can think of, and I really want to save him, but it doesn't work.

Once she enters the police station, are you sure she can withstand the interrogation and not bite you out?"

"She won't do it." Xu Qiqi looked at the photo, and most of his anger towards Wei Dexin disappeared, but his anger towards Zhou Yu simply overflowed in his chest. Zhou Yu was really cruel!

Wei Dexin didn't care about Xu Qiqi's answer, as long as the matter was explained clearly, it was expected from the tone.

He pursed his lips and said: "Her leaving is a loss to you and me, especially since our people have been uprooted. I believe we will have to live a hard life for a while. I can accept this, but are you sure those people will not

Are you involved?"

"No, I have no interaction with them." Xu Qiqifa said solemnly: "The pattern design is one-to-one, and then one-to-many, all clues will be interrupted at A Qing's place, and it is impossible for them to investigate further."

Wei Dexin nodded: "That's good. Oh, by the way, there is a package under your left foot. This is a small compensation I prepared for you. I hope you can understand my helplessness. I am here to ensure your safety."

Xu Qifai glanced at the black luggage bag under the seat, and immediately felt happy, but he quickly looked away and snorted, "You might as well kill Zhou Yu to avenge A Qing."

Wei Dexin seemed to have heard a good joke and smiled: "Kill Zhou Yu, and all the police in Hong Kong will not let us go. Even if we are willing to give up some interests and close the front, other associations will be forced by the police.

Pressure, join forces to squeeze our market, Xiangjiang will no longer have a foothold for us, and when the time comes, not only Zhou Yu will die, but also ourselves will be buried with him. We are seeking wealth, not death."

Xu Qiqi also knew that what he said was an angry statement, so he sighed helplessly, picked up his backpack and said, "Let's go."

"I'll have a batch of goods arriving next week and I'll let you know then," Wei Dexin said.

"knew."

Xu Qifa carried the money and walked back to his car. As soon as he got in the car, he smiled and quickly opened the zipper. Thick stacks of old thousand-yuan bills came into view. He scrolled and estimated that there should be more than 20 million.

.

He picked up a bunch and smelled it, and a drug-like pleasure appeared, making his whole body numb and his face showing a closed-eyes expression of enjoyment.

Ah Qing's death was a sad one, and he really wanted to question Wei Dexin, but just calling him for this kind of thing was enough, so why come over and increase the risk of meeting him just for the sake of two words - collecting money.

This is life money, otherwise the single transaction wouldn't be that much.

After enjoying it for a while, he threw the money back into the bag, zipped it up, looked ahead and thought for a while, started the car, and drove to a high-end real estate in the New Territories.

After a few laps, I used the method taught by Ah Qing to confirm that no one was following me, and drove the car into the underground garage.

Carrying the money bag, you go upstairs, open the door and enter the house. You will find a large three-bedroom apartment with good north-south transparency. This is a residence that many people in Xiangjiang have dreamed of.

Xu Qiqi looked at the gorgeous decoration in the house and breathed a sigh of relief. When he came here, he could always take off his mask and feel at ease, but A-Qing would not come again.

He was also ready to leave.

"It's time."

Xu Qifa carried the bags into the second bedroom, walked straight to the closet door, opened it, and revealed a whole wall of cash.

More than 370 million. He and Zhang Xueqing have spent all their savings over the years here without spending a penny.

Adding in the more than 20 million this time, it might reach 400 million.

Even if it's not enough, it doesn't matter. When the time comes to sell this house and still have it in my own name, it will definitely exceed 400 million.

When he saw the money, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He liked cash and looked at the money, which gave him a very pleasant feeling of superiority.

Taking a house that others can't afford to live in all their lives just to put money, hey.

But now it's time to think about leaving.

After Zhang Xueqing died, the isolation belt under his men was completely broken. Without this firewall, Wei Dexin kept asking him to do things, and something would happen to him sooner or later.

Originally, he and Ah Qing were both still very young and had a chance to aspire to the top. There was still a long way to go, so they both planned to see how far they could go. If they could get to the top, wouldn't it be honoring their ancestors, and they would have whatever they wanted.
To be continued...