Han Chen cursed in a low voice, lit a cigarette and took two long puffs.
The smell of cigarette spreads in the mouth, passes through the lungs, and then exhales the strong smoke, which makes the whole person feel a little relieved.
He bent down to pick up the phone that had fallen to the ground, fiddled with it a few times and plugged it back in, then dialed a number.
"Guoping, it's me."
Han Chen took a deep puff of his cigarette and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on? Why were you blocked by reporters?!"
"There is a mole."
Lin Guoping's face was also not very good. He sat in his seat and scratched his hair a little irritably:
"I just killed the nigger, and I was blocked by reporters before I even entered the police station. Someone around me must have leaked the news about the night's actions."
"If I guessed correctly, my identity has been leaked and I have been targeted."
He slapped the table and tugged at the collar of the white shirt under his suit irritably:
"Damn it, when did I leak it! Why would anyone in the police force target me? When did they target me!"
I had just killed the nigger in the evening when the reporter came. It was obvious that I had missed it and was already being targeted.
"Guoping."
Han Chen licked his lips and said in a low voice: "Don't worry about this."
"Grass!"
Lin Guoping's mentality was very explosive at this moment. Extremely uneasy, he interrupted Han Chen's words directly:
"It must have been last time. The last time the New World opened, you asked people to clean up the place and asked me to arrange people to cooperate. It must be the mistake that time. The policeman told me."
"Kuniping!"
Han Chen took a deep breath and tried to comfort him.
"Yes, it must be that time."
Lin Guoping couldn't listen to anything, and he talked to himself angrily and growled into the phone:
"You said you had nothing to do and why did you stab Ji Bu's mad dog? You weren't sure about killing them, so why did you stab him?!"
His tone was full of questions: "Okay now, it's over, everything is over, my identity has been exposed, they know that I am yours, and they will keep an eye on me."
"Also, now that everyone knows that I, Lin Guoping, killed the nigger, the Ni family will definitely keep an eye on me, and the nigger's gang will also come to seek revenge on me."
"Do you know how much effort it took me to get to where I am now? Do you know?"
"Lin Guoping!"
Han Chen looked at Lin Guoping, who was completely panicked, and growled in a low voice: "That's enough for you, why are you panicking!"
"If the sky falls, and I, Han Chen, are holding it up for you, what the hell are you afraid of? I can make you stand where you are now, and I can make you stand higher. Likewise, I can also make you fall.
Worse!"
A few words.
The meaning of Han Chen's words is self-evident.
You, Lin Guoping, were promoted by me, Han Chen, so you must listen to me, otherwise, I can pull you down again and make it impossible for you to stand up.
"..."
Lin Guoping's expression froze, and he suddenly woke up from his original state of panic. Holding the phone with sweat on his forehead, he gritted his teeth and his tone gradually slowed down:
"I'm sorry, Brother Chen, I didn't adjust my mentality just now and said something I shouldn't have said."
"Okay."
Han Chen waved his hand and said calmly: "This matter is not the worst result. Since you have been exposed, then just expose it. It doesn't matter even if they know."
"According to the information given to me above, Ji Bu is involved with a Chief Inspector named Miao Zhihua of the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station. He is just a Chief Inspector. Who can see it?"
"A bunch of idiots who don't know the heights of heaven and earth. If you give them some courage, do you think they will dare to touch you?!"
"As long as you don't publicize our relationship with a loudspeaker in the police station, no one will know that you are Han Chen's."
"Today's matter is just to expose you to the light. It's not a big problem. As for the nigger's matter, it's perfectly normal. How can the police not catch the thief? Just wait, I will handle it. "
"good."
Lin Guoping nodded when he heard this. After being silent for several seconds, he turned to ask: "There is another white powder trading case tonight. That Inspector Xiao is also on my team?!"
"Um"
Han Chen responded, which was considered affirmative.
"..."
Lin Guoping rolled his eyes, and there was a glint in his eyes: "Besides him, who else?! If necessary, he and I can also take care of each other, one more person and one more helper."
"alright."
Han Chen interrupted him directly and replied in a nonchalant tone: "These are not things you need to care about. Again, just do your own thing well."
"good."
Lin Guoping narrowed his eyes and said nothing.
The phone calls between the two parties ended here.
Just hung up the phone.
"Achen."
Mary walked out of the room in her pajamas. Looking at Han Chen who was in a bad state, she immediately guessed the reason why she came. She frowned slightly and said with concern:
"Something went wrong at night?!"
"Oh shit!"
Han Chen cursed in a low voice, took a long breath and sat on the sofa with his eyebrows pinched. He said in a low voice: "I was tricked by that kid Ji Bu. I exposed two chess pieces in one night."
"Um?"
Mary frowned when she heard this.
"Kuniping missed it."
Han Chen patiently explained: "Guoping had just killed the nigger, and as soon as he returned to the gate of the police station, he was immediately surrounded by reporters waiting here."
"Obviously, someone has been eyeing him for a long time and planted spies around him, so he was pushed out and couldn't hide it."
"alright."
Mary stretched out her hand and gently pressed Han Chen's temples with good control of the force: "If you think about it from another angle, this matter is not a bad thing."
"Guoping has been exposed, then we will bring Guoping to the surface to help us. It is better to hide in the dark, and it is better to show up in the open, right?"
"Um."
Han Chen relaxed and leaned back on the sofa with his eyes closed and enjoying Mary's massage. Then he changed the topic: "It's just that Lin Guoping still has a little problem here."
"Small question?"
"Yes."
Han Chen took a deep breath and knitted his brows together again: "Tonight, not only Lin Guoping was exposed, but also Xiao Shengli, who helped us arrest people. He was asking me about this just now, and also Ask me who are the other undercover agents in the police force."
He commented in a deep tone: "This kid is still a little timid and afraid of getting into trouble."
"..."
Mary's fingers that were massaging Han Chen's temples couldn't help but pause for a moment, and then continued to massage: "I know what's going on. Let's find time to have a good chat with him later."
"Well, you go ahead and arrange this matter. You must make this kid's consciousness high enough!"
Han Chen patted Mary's wrist, rested his head on Mary's chest, moved to find a comfortable position, closed his eyes and continued:
"Tonight's actions did not achieve the results I expected."
Tonight's transaction was originally based on Han Chen's idea. He wanted to kill two birds with one stone and get the maximum benefit from it.
Han Chen's own assumption was that during tonight's white powder transaction, Ji Bu would definitely have some tricks up his sleeve. He would push the nigger's people out, and then arrange for Inspector Xiao to go to the white powder transaction site to hold them all down.
at the same time.
He then arranged for Lin Guoping to lead people to kill the nigger, and if he framed him for any crime, he would be eliminated as a matter of course, and then he claimed that it was Ji Bu and the others who provided the clues to the police.
In this way, not only could he get rid of the nigger and cause turmoil among the Ni family's men, but he could also frame the matter on Ji Bu.
Even if the Ni family wants to investigate by then, they will be able to find out through tonight's white powder transaction that the person who dealt with the nigger is Ji Bu, and the hatred will be transferred to Ji Bu.
As long as Ji Bu's hatred value is enough to attract him, and he can make another killing move and directly arrange for someone to kill Ni Kun, the hatred will naturally fall on Ji Bu.
Coupled with the death of the nigger, the minds of the remaining three speakers will also change. In this way, the Ni family will be completely in turmoil and he will be able to fish in troubled waters.
That's when.
He only needs to secretly unite with the other three talkers, get the maximum benefit from them, strategize and directly capture the Ni family, and capture the Ni family in one fell swoop.
At that time.
Han Chen is the only one who can talk.
This was Han Chen's original idea, but the development of things did not go according to his script. What happened tonight not only greatly reduced his own benefits, but also fell far short of expectations.
This incident not only failed to stop Ji Bu's people from talking about it, but also exposed two chess pieces. This huge gap made Han Chen extremely dissatisfied.
"It seems that we have underestimated Ji Bu."
Mary paused while massaging her fingers, and gave her own evaluation with some thought: "No wonder Lin Kun would leave all the matters in his hands to Ji Bu."
"never mind."
Han Chen waved his hands and said distractedly: "The cards have been played, and it is useless to talk about it now. For now, we can only continue to do it at our own pace."
Speaking of which.
He straightened his body forward, broke away from Mary's massage, picked up the cigarette on the table, lit it for himself, and puffed on the cigarette:
"The chess piece to kill the nigger has been played. If we want to maximize the benefits, the next step is Ni Kun. This old immortal deserves to die. As long as he is killed, the Ni family will be my home court."
Han Chen's eyes flashed with sharpness, his lips moved and he chewed on the cigarette butt: "According to the plan, Ni Kun will fly back to Hong Kong Island the day after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow is also the day of his death. Let's just arrange for someone to kill him at the airport.
.”
Nigga is dead.
If the Ni family is to be completely plunged into turmoil, the next step is to kill Ni Kun. Once Ni Kun dies, the Ni family will be leaderless and there will be no one who can take control of the situation.
"One of the five talkers has been reduced to four. Without Ni Kun in charge, they will never be obedient to the Ni family anymore."
Han Chen narrowed his eyes and stared sharply at the burning cigarette butt in his hand: "It's just like the difference between a cigar and a cigarette. If you don't press it so tightly, it will naturally burn faster.
"
"I've prepared the people for you a long time ago, and I'm just waiting for you to give the order."
Mary nodded and agreed: "Just leave this matter to me."
She leaned over Han Chen and said with a slight reproach in her tone:
"You should have done this a long time ago. You have done so much for the Ni family over the years. I would say it is long overdue that you have been in charge. You have given the Ni family so much advantage for so many years."
"Okay."
Han Chen smiled and patted the back of Mary's hand: "Some things have to be done slowly. It's not unreasonable to say that you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."
He turned sideways, hugged Mary beside him into his arms, and caressed her face with his fingers:
"Thank you for your hard work. I know you have done a lot for me over the years, and I, Han Chen, have noticed it, baby."
"Nasty."
Mary coquettishly murmured: "Anyway, you just have to know what you're doing. I'll do whatever you say."
She has absolute love for Han Chen and puts herself in Han Chen's shoes in everything she does.
"Right."
Mary seemed to have remembered something, and her tone changed: "Tell me, are Ji Bu and the others playing tricks on this?"
"meeting."
Han Chen gave an affirmative answer, but there was also a bit of disdain in his tone:
"What happened tonight, I admit, I, Han Chen, was careless and Ji Bu took advantage of it and exposed two people, but so what?"
His tone revealed a strong sense of confidence: "He is probably still thinking about how to continue fighting me. What I want is for him to fight me."
"The more fierce Ji Bu fights, the more chaotic the situation becomes, and chaos is exactly what I need."
"I don't have the time to deal with him now. Let's just let him run around for a few days. When the Ni family's affairs are settled, that's when Ji Bu will hit the street."
"good."
Mary nodded when she heard this: "Then I will arrange Ni Kun's affairs to ensure that nothing goes wrong."
"Make it clean, make it beautiful."
Han Chen gave instructions again, holding Mary in his arms and looking ahead, looking thoughtful, not knowing what he was thinking.
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Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station.
"According to the latest news, Chief Inspector Lin Guoping and the gang leader nicknamed Nigger were shot dead tonight."
Ji Bu sat on the sofa, listening to the news from the radio, and turned to look at Miao Zhihua:
"Sir Miao, it seems that your movements are not slow either. You have already targeted Lin Guoping so quickly."
Needless to say.
These reporters, media, etc. were all deliberately arranged by Miao Zhihua in order to cause them to panic.
"snort."
Listening to the praise in Ji Bu's tone, Miao Zhihua couldn't help feeling a little proud, with a look of pride on his face:
"Didn't I say that you provided me with clues. Lin Guoping is the only undercover agent we know now. Naturally, we have to keep an eye on him."
"I can't always be so passive, waiting for you to provide me with information."
He paused for a moment, and his tone turned a little confused: "But, I'm a little curious as to why Han Chen instructed Lin Guoping to kill the nigger. Aren't they all talkers helping the Ni family?"
"Could it be said that Han Chen killed the nigger because he wanted to eat the nigger's territory and expand himself? But it doesn't make sense. If he really wanted to eat the nigger, why did he do it tonight?"
"His power has always been stronger than that of the nigger. He could have taken action before. There is no need to wait until now."
"What do you think?"
Miao Zhihua asked Ji Bu what he thought, but after waiting for several seconds, Ji Bu didn't answer him at all, and then he looked at Ji Bu.
I saw Ji Bu sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding a small notebook and pen, writing and drawing, very focused.
"Um"
Miao Zhihua looked at Ji Bu's posture, and then looked at the notebook. As the nib of the pen between Ji Bu's fingers moved, the simplified Chinese characters that looked like dragons and phoenixes were dancing one by one, and he fell into silence for a while.
Ji Bu's appearance looks like an old silver coin that I wrote down the grudges between you and me in my little notebook, listing them one by one, waiting for the opportunity to take revenge.
"Um?"
Ji Bu suddenly stopped and looked at Miao Zhihua calmly: "What's wrong?"
"It's okay."
Miao Zhihua's Adam's apple twitched, he shook his head and changed the topic directly: "The simplified Chinese characters are written well."
"Well, I'm used to it."
Ji Bu nodded: "Let's continue the topic just now and analyze Han Chen's purpose."