With just a simple sentence, Uncle You successfully diverted the attention of several people sitting in the hall. After all, he has now given up the "dragon chair" and plans to support Brother Song.
Fortunately, Brother Song was not stupid. He smiled and said: "As for who will be the leader, Uncle You, an old man like you, doesn't count!"
Uncle You's face froze, and he was about to get angry when Brother Song said again: "It doesn't matter what I said..." He then gestured to the surrounding people in a circle, "Brother Nan is dead, old man
After the number was registered, even Mr. Hong went up there to enjoy the blessings, so this leader is qualified to be chosen by everyone."
These words were quite appropriate, and the suspicion in Mr. Ding's eyes disappeared a little as he sat down in the restaurant.
The rough guy said: "Since Asong said so, there are only a few of us left in Zhengxing who can make the decision, so it's time to start planning."
The top man smiled and said: "Then how to plan? Don't forget, Mr. Hong's son Ayang came back from studying abroad and has a lot of experience. Should he inherit the leading position?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ben Si's brother Hua opened his chair and sat down. He sneered and said: "A little kid can't even sit in the hall, and he hasn't done much for the club. Why should he be the leader? Just him.
Is your surname Jiang?”
As soon as these words came out, Fa Ge, Song Ge and others all agreed. Their attitude was very clear. Anyway, in one sentence, Jiang Qiyang wanted to be the leader, but there was no way.
Ding Ye had no expression on his face, but he was happy in his heart, because Fa Ge's attitude of waiting to sit in the restaurant was exactly what he wanted, and even if word spread now, he would at least have spoken for Hong Ye's descendants, and he would not lose his reputation.
: "Then what do you think we should do? How about the six of us hold a secret ballot, and whoever gets more votes will be the leader?"
The rough guy with the smallest territory and the fewest people immediately agreed: "This is a good idea, but in order to prevent everyone from voting for themselves, each person can write two names, but the two names cannot be the same, how about it?" Just based on these words, you know
Although there is the word "rough" in the nickname of the rough guy, he is not actually thick.
Fa Ge and others looked at each other and were a little moved, but the oil uncle, who was the least popular, immediately objected: "We are a triad and not an elected body, so what should we vote for? Don't forget, Mr. Hong died a tragic death."
·Those of us who take over the leading position should avenge the old leading position based on emotion and reason?
Several people sitting in the hall were stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then they all nodded in agreement: "It should be, it should be..."
"But..." Brother Hua continued, "I heard that A'lao, who poisoned Mr. Hong, has died. How does this count?"
Uncle You sneered: "Ah Hua, it seems that your information is not well-informed. The shop boy named A'lao died, but do you know how he died?"
Several people sitting in the restaurant looked at each other, and Fa Ge asked: "How did you do it?"
Uncle You said without hesitation: "At that time, Mr. Hong fell and the Jiang family was in chaos. A'lao took the opportunity to drive out of the Jiang family gate. At this time, someone sniped him from a distance and shot him in the head on the spot.
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"Slow down, slow down..." The top man looked at Uncle You with sinister eyes and said, "Old You, how do you know these things so clearly?"
As soon as he finished speaking, all eyes in the hall were directed at Uncle You, obviously suspicious.
Uncle You didn't care what everyone was thinking and said: "Don't you know that there are many cameras installed in the yard of Mr. Hong's house and the back door of the gate? I just spent a small amount of money to manage the video tapes from the Jiang family.
They just bought a set of duplicate tapes from that day. Master Hong is dead anyway. Those tapes will be confiscated by the police sooner or later, so why can’t they give us an advantage?"
These words were so accurate that the few people sitting in the hall had to temporarily stop asking questions. However, Dingye finally threatened Uncle You: "Old You, I hope your words are true, otherwise even if I am willing to spare you, Zhengxing will not let you go."
Brothers who have received too many favors from Master Hong will not forgive you!"
"Old Ding, what nonsense are you talking about? I have also received great kindness from Master Hong, okay?" Mr. Oil looked a little excited, "Back then, I owed loan sharks. If Master Hong hadn't been kind enough to help me settle it, I would have died on the street.
Yes. It is precisely because of this that I want to tell the truth of the matter so that everyone can have an idea and avenge Master Hong."
The words were so impassioned that the faces of those sitting in the hall became uncertain.
At this time, Fa Ge, who was rubbing his chin, said: "Based on what Laoyou said just now, there is someone behind A Lao, who obviously wants to kill him and silence him..."
"I don't mean to think, I have already killed him!" Brother Song corrected, "And the method of sniping does not seem to be the work of gunmen on the road, right?"
Hearing this casual sentence, everyone sitting in the hall felt a shiver in their hearts: Yes, although gunmen will appear on the road from time to time, these gunmen usually use pistols to kill people at close range, rather than long-range sniping.
Could it be...that it was a professional killer?
At the same time when the six major universities in Zhengxing were having conflicts, the Narcotics Investigation Division also paid attention to the incident of the A'lao being sniped.
"Mqdan has found Ah Lao." Sheriff Kong Can knocked on the door and came in to report.
"Where are people?"
"Morgue."
Half an hour later, the public mortuary in Sai Wan.
When Yuan Aolei saw Ah! who was missing the back half of her head in prison, she felt sick in her heart, but her cold face like thousand-year-old frost covered it up very well.
However, several of her subordinates, including Kong Can, were retching, their stomachs kept bubbling with acid, and there was a possibility of vomiting at any time.
Seeing Zeng Man, who was in charge of the autopsy, take off his gloves, Yuan Aolei immediately approached and asked: "Dactar Zeng, what are the test results?"
"I have carefully checked his whole body, and there are no other fatal wounds. Now I am sure that the victim's fatal wound is the bullet hole in his forehead." Zeng Man curled his lips and said, "As for further reports, I will give them a report once I have them done.
Fax it directly to you NB!"
"Then are there any bullet fragments or other things left in his skull?" Yuan Aolei asked more.
Zeng Man stared at Yuan Aolei for two seconds, pointed to the part of the back of the body where the skull was removed, and said: "What do you think? Sorry, I am not a forensic examiner. You should ask the Forensic Forensic Department and the Ordnance Forensic Examination about these matters.
Department." After saying that, she ignored Yuan Aolei and walked straight out of the autopsy room.
"Bang!"
The very loud sound of the door closing somewhat showed Zeng Man's dissatisfaction with the question Yuan Aolei asked.
Yuan Aolei twitched the corner of her mouth and was about to tell her men to leave when Kong Can came over and said, "Madam, the person we want to arrest is dead now, what should we do?"
"Dead? No, no, not necessarily... You should say Clues are reborn!" Yuan Aolei shook her finger, her icy face rarely showing signs of melting.
"Clues reborn?" Kong Can was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, "Yes, that's right, since A'lao has been silenced, it means that the people behind this guy are starting to show up."
Just when both of them were a little excited, Master Huo from the Forensic Department opened the door and greeted Assistant Zeng Man who was still doing the record-keeping work: "Jenny, where is the body that Dactar Zeng just examined?"
Without looking back, Jenny pointed to her four o'clock direction and said: "Madanr Yuan and her men are watching!"
Master Huo, who came all the way from Ho Man Tin, quickly put on his gloves, walked up to Yuan and Kong, and said, "Madam Yuan, right? I, Master Huo of the Forensic Evidence Department, want to see the body, please let me go!"
Yuan Aolei and Kong Can stepped aside knowingly, but she asked a few words: "Dr. Huo (also dactar, distinguished by Chinese characters), right? It seems that matters such as verifying firearms and bullets are under the jurisdiction of the Ordnance Forensic Department?"
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Master Huo, who was looking at the wound on A'lao's forehead and the back of his head, casually replied: "That's the procedure, so I made a special trip here just to fulfill my obligations as a friend and a good citizen!"
"If you dare to say such words, Dr. Huo must know all about firearms..."
"No, no, I just have some experience." Master Huo said perfunctorily to Yuan Aolei, but his brows furrowed.
Yuan Aolei noticed this keenly and quickly asked: "Dr. Huo, did you see anything?"
Master Huo did not immediately answer Yuan Aolei's question, but instead asked: "Are you tracing this deceased? Judging from the degree of burns from the bullet holes, the situation is quite difficult..."
Yuan Aolei raised her eyebrows and said, "How do you say that?"
"Judging from the size of the bullet hole, as well as the burn marks and power, it should have been caused by a .338 bullet." Master Huo had a rare serious expression on his round face.
Yuan Aolei said in shock: "I remember that the sniper rifle used by SDU (Flying Tiger) seems to be .308 caliber, right?"
"You are right, it is the 7.62mm bullet that is often called." Master Huo pointed to the bullet hole on the corpse's forehead, "If you don't believe me, take a closer look. This bullet hole is smaller than the 7.62mm bullet."
The bullet hole is slightly larger. If you compare it with a magnifying glass, it will be obvious. It should be caused by the .338 bullet..."
Yuan Aolei spread her hands and said, "What problem can this explain?"
"As far as I know, all sniper rifles that use .338 bullets are basically for military use." Master Huo said seriously.
"Military?" These words startled Yuan Aolei, "You mean... the murderer who killed this guy was a soldier?"
"We can't rule out this possibility. It could also be a mercenary or a professional killer. In short, it's unlikely that someone in the club would do this!" When Master Huo said this, he glanced at Kong Can next to Yuan Aolei and said, "What if
If you plan to follow this clue to investigate, you have to be careful. I heard that the opponent's sniper position is a full 600 yards away from where the body lies. It can hit with one shot, and the shooting skills can be imagined."
Yuan Aolei felt that Master Huo was arrogant and said coldly: "I've thought of this too, I don't need you to remind me."
Master Huo had a very good temper and was not angry when he saw this. He smiled, borrowed a caliper from Jenny, measured the body a few more times, wrote down some data on the paper, and left directly.
"In this situation, mqdan, will you continue to investigate?"
"What? Are you afraid?" Yuan Aolei glanced sideways at Kong Can, waved her hands and said, "Forget it, let's talk about it when we get back!"