Chapter 104 There is another hidden reason behind Ali’s death
Ji Bu stood on the balcony.
The young woman was sitting on the sofa, sobbing slightly.
"hiss"
Ji Bu held the cigarette and blew out a long thin line of blue smoke. He looked back at the young woman and said coldly:
"Go back and tell your boss that it's not that easy to send an undercover agent to get close to me. Treat me as a clue!"
There are various signs...
The young woman's behavior seemed too strange.
Although he said that he was flirting with her, it was reasonable for her to not resist because of fear, but it was very unreasonable for him to directly entangle himself.
This made him wonder whether the policeman who appeared in the hotel lobby today was planned in advance and it was not a coincidence.
It's all just a drama.
"you"
The young woman tightened the straps of the sling that had slipped off her shoulders, and spoke Mandarin with an accent from Hunan Province:
"You look a lot like him."
"Damn, are you still pretending?"
Ji Bu took a puff of his cigarette, stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, walked quickly to the young woman, reached out and pushed her down on the sofa:
"Believe it or not, I'm going to fuck you right now!"
only.
The young woman didn't seem to understand Cantonese, and she said repeatedly: "You, you really look like him." There were ripples in her eyes, and her expression was aggrieved.
"Like him? Who is he like?"
Ji Bu sneered: "Looks like your boyfriend?"
He sneered and said in Mandarin: "In this world, all men are bad."
"I dumped you today, and tomorrow I will have an in-depth exchange of feelings with another woman in bed."
"Dumped? If you're dumped, go find him. Why are you following me? Come on, leave now!"
He pointed to the door.
The young woman raised her head and looked at him, the light and shadow cast on her face, which only added a bit of pity.
"Ding ding ding..."
The phone rang.
Ji Bu glared at her, raised his hand and picked up the phone: "Hello"
"Boss."
Wu Fei's voice sounded on the other end: "Come out for a midnight snack first, Aji is going to have a birthday today."
"good."
Ji Bu nodded, hung up the phone, got dressed, took his coat and walked outside: "I don't want to see you again when I come back!"
Drive to your destination.
At the midnight snack stall.
Everyone had arrived early and was waiting for Ji Bu to come. As Ji Bu took his seat, everyone was having a great time eating and drinking.
After eating the midnight snack.
When Ji Bu came back again, the young woman had left, the sofa had been rearranged, and the quilt was neatly folded.
He took off his coat and sat down on the sofa. He reached for the cup and his eyes fell on the note pressed with the cup on the table.
Simplified Chinese characters are written very neatly and use the rare Song Huizong style, which is quite ornamental:
?:
I borrowed a shirt from you and will return it to you next time.
——Yang Kou Kou.
"Yang Kou Kou?"
Ji Bu glanced at the note and threw it on the table: "Simplified Chinese and Mandarin, I really put a lot of effort into it."
"What's going on with this Miao Zhihua? How come the police are targeting me? I haven't had anything worthy of being targeted by the police recently."
He murmured to himself: "But having said that, the policeman really paid attention to the details of selecting people."
"When this Yang Koko spoke, he indeed spoke Mandarin with a Hunan accent."
After being reborn, he naturally knows the mainland very well.
Similar to the heroic speaking style in the north, Mandarin with a Hunan accent is the easiest to hear.
Ji Bu casually threw the note into the trash can. He lay on the sofa and reached for the cigarette, but it fell to the ground.
He lay down and poked his head under the sofa, and saw a note with a detailed address written on it, which belonged to the young woman.
"Villa No. 6, Repulse Bay, a rich area?" Then he threw it into the trash can.
At the same time.
Repulse Bay.
Yang Koko opened the door with the key and returned to the room.
The decoration in the room is purely simple and well-organized, and the bright ambient lights add a bit of warmth to the room.
She changed her shoes, took a simple shower first, and wiped her wet hair with a towel.
She sat cross-legged on the sofa and stretched her waist. Even though she was wearing a loose bathrobe, her perfect figure was still outlined.
The phone rang.
"Hello."
Yang Koko took the phone over and lay lazily on the sofa, resting her head on the edge of the sofa, letting her wet hair hang naturally.
Two long, slender, white legs rested on the edge of the sofa, swaying:
"Dad, I was dealing with some company matters outside just now. I just came back, so I didn't receive the call."
"Yeah, okay, I understand, don't worry."
She chatted with her father with a smile and her voice was gentle: "By the way, Dad, let me tell you, I met someone today."
"Do you remember Abu who saved me a year ago? I saw him today."
Yang Koko's tone was filled with excitement, and then she reacted: "No, it's not Abu, it's someone who looks very similar to Abu."
"Abu?"
Yang Koko's father was obviously stunned, and then admonished: "Okay, this happened a year ago, your mental state is not right."
She frowned, blinked her eyes, and there was a trace of confusion in her eyebrows: "It feels strange that I can't explain it anyway. He is exactly the same as Abu."
"Okay, okay, I understand."
"Don't worry, I'm working hard to learn Cantonese. You don't have to worry about the company's affairs. I will take care of it. I trust you, darling, okay?"
"Bye-Bye."
After hanging up the phone.
Yang Koko looked at the ceiling, lost in memories, and the appearance of the man Abu who saved her a year ago came to mind.
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the next day.
Ocean Accounting Company.
"Abu."
Brother Shan took out the cigarette and handed it to Ji Bu. He nodded with satisfaction: "Heichai has already told me what happened yesterday. He did a good job."
"Do I need to contact him?"
Ji Bu touched the cigarette and lit it, and his eyes fell on Brother Shan and Lin Kun: "If you want to contact them, please contact him again."
"But, there are a lot of things going on with Big Toujie. Yesterday, he was followed by a policeman for no reason. The policeman should have noticed him a long time ago."
"Brother Kun."
Brother Shan turned to look at Lin Kun: "You make up your mind on this matter."
"Um"
Lin Kun took a sip of his coffee and muttered: "Let him try out a batch of goods first. If he gets pulled, forget it."
"If he hadn't been caught, with his own channels, there would still be market demand in mainland China."
"..."
Ji Bu hesitated for a moment and his lips twitched: "Is the risk a little too high? This big head is far worse than we thought."
"Yesterday, I only had contact with him for a few minutes, and the police followed him. I was afraid that something would happen."
"He smells so bad. I guess there are police officers who are always watching him and know his movements very well."
Ji Bu really didn't want to do this business.
"Probably not."
Brother Shan shook his head without even thinking about it: "Compared with the risks, I'm more looking forward to the market on the mainland."
"What happened yesterday should be just a coincidence."
His tone was full of determination.
"It shouldn't be."
Lin Kun thought about it for a moment: "Abu, he should know best when he is at the scene. We are not in a hurry at this moment."
"You're right to listen to me."
Brother Shan once again added: "Risks and benefits are always directly proportional. Once the market of Datoujie opens in the mainland, it will be money for us."
"Besides, we don't know what Abu does. He can definitely do it. If the situation arises, he can just run away."
"If you lose that little bit of goods, you'll lose it. It's a small problem."
His greedy face was completely new and vivid at this moment.
"OK."
Ji Bu glanced at him, his brows wrinkled slightly and then relaxed, and nodded: "In that case, I'll give it a try and make an appointment with him."
"Be careful."
Lin Kun glanced at Brother Shan, but didn't say anything more: "If anything happens, run away as soon as possible."
Three days later.
"Miao Sir."
Ji Bu stood on the balcony with a phone in his hand: "Do you still remember that big head? We agreed to trade at Nanfeng Cotton Mill at 12 noon tomorrow."
"How much?"
Miao Zhihua's voice sounded.
"One hundred."
Ji Bu blew out the smoke and looked at the busy traffic outside the window: "Plan your plans and hold these people down."
"ah?"
After hearing Ji Bu's words, Miao Zhihua was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't agree with this."
"You have just entered their sights. If something goes wrong with your first transaction, it will be detrimental to you. It will inevitably make them suspicious."
He thought for a while: "Based on my experience, I think since they asked you to do this line, the test is more meaningful. I think this transaction can be let go first."
"When the subsequent cooperative relationship with Datoujie stabilizes, you can hand over this line to others and then arrest them."
"Catch it."
Ji Bu's answer was categorical: "One hundred is already a large batch of goods. If it flows into the mainland market, it will be very harmful."
"ah"
Miao Zhihua was stunned again, unable to turn his brain around.
Isn't this a normal thing? Why did Ji Bu hesitate and be so determined on this matter?
"Ah Shan is the one who rushes to the street. I told him that Da Toujie has too many things to do, but he still insists on doing it."
Ji Bu sneered: "In his eyes, he just wanted to open a new channel and let me bear the risk."
"I have to teach Ah Shan a good lesson. There is no way he can dominate me."
His thinking was very clear: "Lin Kun has completely let down his guard against me. I have already touched what I should touch."
"But if we want to go further, we must first deal with this brother Shan. I won't say deal with him, but at least I must have the right to speak."
"Knock out his front teeth first and then talk."
"That's okay."
Hearing this, Miao Zhihua nodded and agreed: "Let's set a password. As long as you give the password, we will rush in."
"As for you, I will find an opportunity for you to run away when the time comes."
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the next day.
Nanfeng Cotton Mill.
This is a factory building under construction. The exterior walls are covered with scaffolding and covered with gauze so that the conditions inside cannot be seen clearly.
Fifth floor.
People from both sides gathered.
Ji Bu sat here with Ma Zai arranged by Brother Shan.
opposite.
Datoujie's head is tied with gauze, and the injury from last time has not healed yet.
"Yesterday there was a buzz about making a fortune at the racecourse."
Da Toujie lit up his cigarette and took a sip: "It's unreasonable. You're losing. Damn it. It's so irritating. I really want to set fire to the Jockey Club."
"hehe."
Ji Bu smiled and shook his head, pulled out a stool and sat down: "How can I make a fortune by burning down the racecourse?"
"oh?"
Da Toujie took off his sunglasses and became interested: "Boss Ji, are you playing too? Did you win yesterday?"
"I don't just win yesterday, I win every day."
Ji Bu waved his hand and signaled Ma Zai to take out the Hong Kong paper and put it on the table: "Winning money is easy."
"Why, do you have inside information?"
Da Toujie reached out and pulled out a piece of Hong Kong paper inside, looked at it and then motioned to his men to inspect the goods, smiling and saying:
"You can take me to play with you if you can. We are all so familiar with each other."
during their conversation.
In the corridor outside.
Wearing a bulletproof vest, Miao Zhihua and his assistant quickly walked towards the fifth floor. After reaching the fifth floor, he slowed down and slowly moved towards the central hall.
Just stood firm.
Miao Zhihua was about to peek inside to check the situation, when the heavily armed Flying Tigers suddenly appeared beside them.
The members of the Flying Tigers were all fully armed, from their feet to their teeth, and even with their hoods on, it was impossible to tell who was who.
"Miao Sir."
The captain of the Flying Tigers set his sights on Miao Zhihua: "I just received a notification from my superiors that someone here is engaged in arms and flour trading. Now we will take over this place."
"You can go."
"What?"
Miao Zhihua's eyes widened and he immediately became anxious: "When? Why haven't I heard of it? I still have a buddy inside."
"Walk!"
The Flying Tigers repeated without any doubt: "If you have any questions, ask your superiors, and evacuate immediately."
In the hall.
At this moment, the mazai from both sides are inspecting the goods.
Ji Bu was chatting with Datoujie about the racecourse.
suddenly.
A figure flashed past the door.
Datoujie, who noticed something unusual, turned his head and looked.
"Da da da"
"Da da da"
What greeted him was a barrage of bullets.
Under a round of shooting.
At first, several Ma Chai were shot in the chest and threw themselves into the street.
door.
The Flying Tigers are well organized.
The two people were carrying anti-explosion shields in front, and behind them were the team members responsible for shooting, quickly pressing in.
The whole hall instantly became a mess, and many horsemen looked for bunkers and started to fight back with guns, but there was no match for this group of well-equipped Flying Tigers.
For a while.
The scene is almost one-sided.
"I surrender, I surrender!"
Seeing that something was wrong, Ma Zai threw away the firearm in his hand and surrendered on the spot. However, he was greeted with a hail of bullets and was killed directly.
In the corner.
Ji Bu suddenly felt bad when he saw the Flying Tigers' kill-all attitude. The situation was completely different from what he expected.
"Oh shit."
He was in the corner, and without a second thought, he immediately ran away from behind, facing the window amidst the hail of bullets, climbed over the window sill, jumped directly onto the scaffolding of the outer wall, and quickly slid down.
Ji Bu took advantage of the chaos to escape and quickly rushed into the car. He stepped on the accelerator and the car jumped out.
At this time, he noticed the pain coming from his right arm. In the extreme tension just now, adrenaline was secreted so violently that he was not aware of the injuries on his body.
later.
Upon noticing the car driving out, the Flying Tigers immediately dispatched an assault vehicle and chased after Ji Bu.
Fifth floor.
The battle lasted only three minutes, and the entire hall fell into silence again, leaving no one alive.
"The battle is over, the mission is accomplished."
The Flying Tigers glanced at the corpses on the ground: "Finishing!"
This way.
On the highway.
Ji Bu drove his car quickly through the traffic, and the assault vehicle behind him was chasing after him. The pain in his arm hit him, making him a little exhausted.
The car continued to move forward.
Suddenly.
He saw the road sign hanging on the exit of the elevated turnoff: Repulse Bay, and immediately the lane turned and rushed down.
soon.
Ji Bu looked ahead at the gate of the Repulse Bay villa area, turned the steering wheel and drove the car directly into the green belt.
He opened the car door and got out, then rushed towards the Repulse Bay Villa across the road. He did not go through the main entrance. He walked around the wall of the villa area for a long time, then climbed over the railing and climbed over. He followed the signs inside to find
Got Villa No. 6.
In the villa.
Yang Koko was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a cup of coffee, working on the documents in her hand, when she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door.
"Who is it?"
She got up and went outside, crossed the yard and opened the door. She looked at Ji Bu whose right arm was stained with blood. She looked surprised for a moment:
"What's wrong with you?!"
Ji Bu rushed in without saying a word. Yang Koko looked at him and then closed the door.
After the Flying Tigers discovered that Ji Bu had abandoned his car and fled, they quickly searched the surrounding area. Naturally, Repulse Bay could not escape the search.
Twenty minutes later.
In the basement.
"Here, have a drink of water."
Yang Koko handed the water cup to Ji Bu, put down the medical kit she was carrying in her right hand, and cut her sleeves with scissors:
"They came over just now to ask, and I have sent them away."
Her words stopped abruptly, and she looked at the gunshot wound on Ji Bu's hand, and the cotton swab dipped in medicine fell to the ground.
"Give it to me."
Ji Bu reached for the medicine box, picked up the gauze, stuffed it into his mouth and bit it, then picked up the knife inside with his left hand.
After disinfecting the knife with alcohol, he began to cut the wound, and skillfully took out the bullet inside.
He had received training in his previous life and had experience in dealing with this kind of wound once.
"Help me bandage it."
Ji Bu dropped the blade with sweat on his forehead and lay down against the wall.
"Um"
Yang Koko glanced at Ji Bu, who was sweating on his forehead and turned pale. He didn't dare to speak anymore and helped bandage the wound on his hand with a focused expression.
"Thanks."
Ji Bu glanced at Yang Koko: "Why are you helping me? The Flying Tigers are arresting me. Aren't you afraid that I am a bad guy?"
Looking at Yang Koko's confused expression, he immediately repeated it in Mandarin.
"No reason."
Yang Koko raised her head, looked at him with bright eyes, and asked: "Then why did you come to me?"
"Aren't you afraid that I will hand you over?"
"I"
Ji Bu was stunned by her rhetorical question: "Hey, I found you."
"alright."
Yang Koko used her left and right hands to tie a beautiful bow on the gauze, and admired it with satisfaction:
"No big problem."
"I have to go now."
Ji Bu stood up and walked up the steps.
"Hello."
Yang Koko chased him out and stopped him from behind: "There are still police everywhere outside now. If you leave now, you will definitely be caught by them."
"If you don't mind, you can have dinner at my place and see the situation before making a decision. Moreover, this is also the wisest decision."
Seeing Ji Bu, he said nothing.
She stretched out her hand and pointed outside: "Listen? This siren has never stopped. It must be looking for you."
Ji Bu didn't try to be brave, and then returned to the house, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and smoking a cigarette, staring outside, reviewing what had just happened in his mind.
The agreement he made with Miao Zhihua was not fulfilled, and the Flying Tigers who rushed in at the transaction site had no intention of leaving him alive.
This is a massacre.
Silence.
Who went wrong?
Miao Zhihua?
Why did Miao Zhihua massacre himself?
No reason.
and.
The most critical thing is that this transaction was originally an arrest operation with information provided by an undercover agent.
In the face of surrender, they were all killed on the spot. Isn't the method too thunderous?
and.
Even though he knew there was an undercover agent inside, he still left no one alive.
It's obvious.
This is for myself.
Datoujie and the others are just burial objects. The real target of this action is himself.
But Miao Zhihua has no motive to silence himself?!
"call"
Ji Bu flicked the ashes from his cigarette and let out a heavy breath.
"You seem to have something serious on your mind?"
Yang Koko came over with a cup of brewed coffee: "You look very worried, which is completely different from the first time I saw you."
"There were police around at that time, but you didn't have such a solemn expression."
Yang Koko is at home, wearing loose casual home clothes and waffle straight pants, which are casual.
Ji Bu looked at her but said nothing.
"coffee."
Yang Koko handed him the coffee and sat down next to him.
"You live in such a big room alone."
Ji Bu took a sip of his coffee and said, "Besides, we don't have a nanny at home."
"I'm used to being clean."
Yang Koko stretched her back and looked at Ji Bu: "You really look like a friend of mine."
After a pause, he added: "Exactly the same."
"Ex-boyfriend?"
Ji Bu curled his lips and said casually: "Then don't worry, I'm definitely not your ex-boyfriend."
"He is not my boyfriend."
Yang Koko showed a reminiscing expression, and her expression looked a little sad: "But I can feel it. Although we have not confirmed our relationship, we probably like each other."
"hehe."
Ji Bu smiled and said casually: "If we like each other, then we can directly confirm the relationship."
"He disappeared."
She smiled a little lonely and shook her head: "So I'm sorry, I kept chasing after you that day, which was very abrupt."
"But I can be sure that you are not him anymore."
"That's for sure, I will definitely not be him."
Ji Bu put out the cigarette in his hand: "How did you meet?"
"accidental."
Yang Koko sat cross-legged on the ground: "About a year ago, that was the first time I came to Hong Kong Island to help my father deal with the company's problems here."
"I didn't expect that a competitor of my father's company would actually target me and send gangsters to kidnap me. That's when I met him. He helped me block those people and then ran away with me."
She stretched out her hand to tuck her hanging short hair and pointed to her left brow: "Look here, I was injured in that incident. If he hadn't helped me in time, I would have been disfigured."
Following the position pointed by her finger, there was a shallow mark of about one centimeter just above her brow.
"From then on, we got to know each other. I hadn't settled down in Hong Kong Island at that time, so I kept running back and forth. He would often come to pick me up, and then gradually we got to know each other for a long time, and I gradually fell in love with him.
Fucked him."
Yang Koko frowned and showed a puzzled expression: "But I don't know why, he is a bit strange."
"He never told me what he did, and he wouldn't tell me if I asked him. Every time we meet, we have to follow his time."
"And when we go out to play together, he is always cautious. Many times he suddenly leaves in the middle of eating out."
"You must be a spare tire."
Ji Bu commented without thinking: "He must be a scumbag, Neptune, you are just a fish in his fish pond."
From Yang Koko's description, that's all Ji Bu could think of. Infernal Affairs, a date between a man and a woman is mysterious.
"Spare tire? Scumbag? Neptune?"
Yang Koko obviously didn't understand these words. He looked at Ji Bu in confusion. Seeing what he meant in his explanation, he continued:
"The last time I saw him was half a year ago. We had dinner together that day, and he suddenly told me that he was going out on a trip. He also said that he might have dinner with me for the last time."
"I haven't seen him since then, so when I saw you at the elevator entrance, you looked exactly like him. I was stunned and thought you were him."
"You are quite persistent and dedicated."
Ji Bu took a sip of coffee and made a simple comment:
"But you must be wrong. I definitely can't be him, and I don't know you at all."
"Except for twin brothers, there can be no identical people in this world."
"There may be some differences between twin brothers."
He cleared his throat and asked casually: "By the way, what's his name?"
"His name is Ji Bu."
Yang Koko's eyes fell on Ji Bu: "My name is Yang Koko, what's your name?"
"Jibu?!"
After Ji Bu heard Yang Koko's name, his entire expression froze, and the hand that was about to put down the coffee cup froze in the air.
He turned his head, stared directly at Yang Koko, and his breathing became rapid: "What did you say?!"
He reached out and grabbed Yang Koko's arm: "What's his name?"
"Jibu."
Yang Koko looked at Ji Bu who suddenly lost his composure and was a little scared for a moment. He shrank back and repeated in a slightly lower voice.
Jibu!
Ji Bu felt his mind went blank.
Jibu.
His name is Ji Bu.
Same name, same appearance.
Half a year ago!
Then he is his brother Ali.
Ali was already with Lin Kun at that time and entered using his own identity.
The last day I saw Yang Koko was probably what happened before the accident.
He told Yang Koko that this might be the last time he met, which meant that he knew in advance that something would happen to him before taking action.
Why did he go anyway if he knew something was going to happen to him? How could he not be prepared at all if he knew something was going to happen to him?
There must be something wrong with this.
"you say."
Ji Bu reached out and grabbed Yang Koko's arm tightly, breathing rapidly: "That night, the last time you met, what did he say to you?"