A public telephone booth on Mong Kok Street.

"What? How could this happen? Has Uncle Li contacted you?"

Yaoyang looked gloomy and held the phone with a very ugly expression.

On the other end of the phone is Li Haoyang.

Li Haoyang's words were also very urgent at this moment, and he said anxiously:

"No, I just got the news. It's a joint investigation report. Uncle Li hasn't contacted me at all in the past few days!"

"I'm on Baolan Street now, where are you?"

Yaoyang frowned.

"I'm at the police station. I just got the news. I'll call you right away."

Li Haoyang responded quickly.

"My car keys are in the drawer on the left side of the office. You can drive my car over and pick me up. We'll go to Lantian right away to have a look."

Yaoyang immediately gave instructions.

"Okay, Brother Yaoyang, wait for me."

Li Haoyang hung up the phone.

Yaoyang also hung up the phone, walked out of the public phone booth, and took a deep breath.

The content of Li Haoyang's phone call was astonishing. He actually told Yaoyang that a big incident occurred in Lantian around six o'clock this morning.

The Gun Club in Lam Tin, the one run by Uncle Li, was bombed.

Not only that, there was a gunfight inside the gun club, leaving many dead bodies at the scene.

The only good news is that Uncle Li's body was not found at the scene.

Since the incident was relatively serious, and it was said that many guns were missing from the gun club, the police felt that the matter had reached a certain level and that they might be facing criminals with guns.

Therefore, after receiving the report this morning, the Lantian Police sent personnel to investigate the scene and issued a notice requesting the cooperation of all major police stations in Hong Kong Comprehensive City.

Of course, the notice is actually photos of Uncle Li, the missing staff member of the Lantian Gun Club. The police hope to find these people and find out the truth of the matter.

Li Haoyang was at the police station today, happened to see this notice, and immediately called Yaoyang.

"What's going on? Uncle Li has washed his hands in a golden basin a long time ago. Who will bother him? The bombing of the gun club and causing such a big incident is obviously a deadly move!"

Yaoyang stood at the door of the phone booth, waiting and thinking silently.

But there was no clue at all. No matter how Yaoyang thought about it, it was all in vain.

Fortunately, within ten minutes, Li Haoyang appeared in front of Yaoyang in his car.

Yaoyang immediately got into the car and found that not only Li Haoyang was in the car, but Guan Zu and A Lang were also in the back seat.

Yaoyang frowned slightly and asked:

"Why are you here too?"

Guan Zu responded immediately and said:

"Brother Yaoyang, we often go to the Lantian Gun Club. Uncle Li treats us well and often teaches me how to shoot. This time something happens to him, so of course we need to help."

A Lang followed closely behind, nodded and said:

"Yes, Brother Yaoyang, we all know about Uncle Li."

Yaoyang heard this and glanced at Li Haoyang. Li Haoyang looked ugly, but nodded:

Undoubtedly, there were more of them going to the Lantian Gun Club than Yaoyangdu.

Yaoyang was afraid of Guan Zu, and Alang didn't know that Uncle Li used to be an arms dealer. This time, he was unable to use his skills and caused a lot of inconvenience.

Now that we know everything, it doesn't matter.

Yaoyang was also unambiguous and immediately asked:

"Haoyang, you have the best relationship with Uncle Li. Have you noticed anything wrong with him recently? Or have you ever said that he has been in trouble recently?"

Li Haoyang responded while driving:

"No, Uncle Li has always been normal. I just went to the gun club a week ago and chatted with Uncle Li. We talked in normal terms and didn't find anything wrong."

"Drive faster!"

Yaoyang still owes Uncle Li a lot of favors and has never repaid him once. To be honest, if something like this happens, Yaoyang will always try to help him no matter what the reason is.

Li Haoyang and Uncle Li have a deeper friendship. They have known each other for more than ten years when Uncle Li was running a shooting range in the field.

He drove a second-hand car to the highest speed and rushed towards Lantian at lightning speed.

Lam Tin Gun Club.

Normally, the business is actually not very good, there are very few people coming and going, and it is relatively deserted.

But it was different today. There were huge crowds of people outside watching, and reporters were holding cameras and cameras high, taking photos frantically.

Two ambulances were parked outside, and medical staff carried people out from time to time and carried them to the vehicles. They were all covered tightly, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

There were also several fire trucks fighting the fire, dragging up several long water pipes and making noise.

The police had already pulled up the isolation belt, and many police officers were walking in and out of the gun meeting without knowing what they were doing.

When Yaoyang and his four friends arrived, this was what they saw.

"Let's go in."

"Who are you? Why are you squeezing?"

"Street boy, what are you doing?"

Taking advantage of his height and strength, Yaoyang took the lead and didn't even bother to reveal his identity. He squeezed into the crowd and rushed straight to the isolation zone.

"Senior brother, one of our own!"

It was not until he reached the isolation zone that Yaoyang waved his ID to the uniformed police officers and entered the scene easily.

"Sir, what are you doing? Why can they go in but we can't?"

"That's right. This is favoritism. I will definitely complain."

Several reporters who did not see the situation clearly were still shouting, looking dissatisfied and shouting angrily.

"What kind of favoritism? They are all just sirs. You have to show your police ID and I will let you in. Take your pick!"

The uniformed police officers in Lam Tin may have been in the countryside for a long time, so they were not afraid of reporters at all. They even swore and cursed.

Facing the scene after the crime, Guan Zu glanced at it and said:

"Brother Yaoyang, there should be no one inside. You can't see anything if you go in now!"

"Who says you can't see anything!"

Yaoyang shook his head and immediately ordered:

"Alang, you went undercover at an arms dealer. Go in and see what bullet holes there are."

"yes, sir!"

Alang understood immediately and trotted into the gun club.

Immediately, Yaoyang ordered again:

"You two go ask your colleagues what's going on. It's best to ask in more detail."

Li Haoyang was anxious, and Guan Zu didn't say anything. They quickly took out their IDs and walked towards other police officers who had arrived earlier.

At this time, Yaoyang relied on his extraordinary hearing and suddenly heard a noise coming from behind a police assault vehicle:

"I don't know, Sir, now our store has been bombed, and you don't go to investigate, but you go to investigate us. What does this mean?"

"Sir, it's not that we are not investigating, it's just that we have no clues at all. Now we hope you will cooperate with our police and give us enough clues."

"I don't know at all, why should I cooperate? How do I know where the boss is? He is my boss, not me. He does things and doesn't report to me."

Yaoyang immediately stepped forward and walked towards the back of the assault vehicle.

I saw two uniformed police officers behind the assault vehicle, holding pens and papers, asking for confessions.

The person being questioned was in his thirties, looked irritable and helpless, and kept shouting.

The person being asked, Yaoyang, knew him as a staff member of the Lantian Gun Club, named Dajun.

It would be easier if he had an acquaintance. Yaoyang was overjoyed and walked up quickly.

Seeing Yaoyang approaching, two uniformed police officers who did not recognize him frowned slightly and were about to ask.

The army was overjoyed and immediately greeted:

"Sir thunder!"

Dajun knows Yaoyang and knows that he is a good friend of his boss and has a very good relationship.

Yaoyang took out his ID and showed it in front of two uniformed police officers:
To be continued...