Chapter 254 Your Values ??Are Wrong From the Beginning
Chapter 254 Your values were wrong from the beginning
door.
Superintendent Mo, Miao Zhihua, and Song Zijie walked in under the leadership of the police officers.
"Miao Sir."
After seeing Miao Zhihua, Aibte snorted coldly: "Do you think it is possible for your undercover agent to complete this final task and get Lin Kun to confess on his own initiative?!"
"It's not important."
Miao Zhihua looked at Aibte's expression and his eyes fell on the CCTV picture:
"Sir Ji has perfectly completed the task he should complete. Whether Lin Kun recruits or not, he is still a hero."
"Oh."
Abt laughed coldly: "Hero? Heroes are not that easy to be."
During the conversation.
He turned around and walked outside, leaving behind a message: "Keep an eye on them."
"Lin Kun's case is in the Western District Police Station. It is now our responsibility. Without my order, they are not allowed to participate in anything that affects the case."
"Let them watch from here."
The implication.
That is, they can only stay here and cannot go anywhere.
"you"
Miao Zhihua still wanted to speak, but was stopped by Superintendent Mo, who patted the seat and motioned for him to sit down:
"Just wait, the case is still in their hands, and it is indeed them who have the final say."
"!"
Miao Zhihua clenched his fists unwillingly and could only sit down and look at Ji Bu and Lin Kun on the CCTV.
In the detention room.
Ji Bu sat on his seat and raised his eyebrows at Lin Kun who walked in: "Brother Kun."
Very strange.
The ghost guy actually imprisoned himself and Lin Kun together, which was very unreasonable.
Lin Kun was now at the gate of the iron fence. He did not move forward. He leaned against the iron fence and looked at Ji Bu in front of him expressionlessly. He was so calm and terrifying.
"Brother Kun."
Ji Bu stood up and moved forward, came to Lin Kun, and reached out to help him:
"Your condition doesn't look very good."
Lin Kun reached out and opened the hand extended by Ji Bu, pressed his waist and walked forward.
He sat down with his hands on his knees, exhaled heavily, closed his eyes and raised his head to face the ceiling.
"Brother Kun."
Ji Bu sat down next to Lin Kun and looked at Lin Kun who reacted abnormally with twinkling eyes:
"What happened."
"hehe."
Lin Kun opened his eyes and turned to look at Ji Bu: "Abu, after all, you have been with me for many years."
"Goodbye today, do you think I should call you Abu or sir?!"
"Brother Kun."
Ji Bu pursed his lips and looked at Lin Kun with twinkling eyes, saying nothing.
"Crack!"
Lin Kun suddenly jumped up from his seat, grabbed Ji Bu's collar with his right hand and pushed him to the wall, and strangled him directly around the neck with his left hand, gradually exerting force.
As Lin Kun exerted force, the blood vessels on Ji Bu's neck gradually became prominent, and his face slowly turned red.
Lin Kun reached into his pocket and took out the sharpened pen that Abbot had patted in his hand before, and pressed it directly against the prominent blood vessels on Ji Bu's neck.
In the control room.
"Grass!"
Miao Zhihua looked at Lin Kun who suddenly took out a murder weapon and put it against Ji Bu's neck. He jumped up and said, "The Yan family shovel, what the hell."
He finally understood why Gui Lao imprisoned Lin Kun and Ji Bu together. Gui Lao must have told Lin Kun Ji Bu's identity and wanted to use Lin Kun's help to get rid of Ji Bu.
During the conversation.
He walked towards the door, but was stopped by the policeman guarding the door.
"Excuse me."
The police officer did not allow them to go out: "Sir, you have an order, and you cannot leave here."
"Something happened inside!"
Miao Zhihua roared emotionally and tried to push the person away. Song Zijie followed and rushed out.
"Crack!"
The police officer reached out and pressed the 38 point on his waist: "Go back! The officer has an order, you can't leave here."
"The case is still in the hands of our Western District. If there are any problems, the chief will naturally explain it!"
He tightened the .38 in his hand, as if he was about to draw the gun directly: "We are all doing things. I hope you won't make it difficult for me, Chief Inspector Miao."
"you!"
Miao Zhihua gritted his teeth.
…
In the interrogation room.
"explain."
Lin Kun lowered his voice and asked in a low voice, "Are you a ghost?!"
"Brother Kun."
Ji Bu licked his lips and looked at Lin Kun, who was breathing heavily and staring at him with red eyes, and said nothing for a long time.
"explain!"
Lin Kun roared again: "Tell me, are you a ghost?!" Looking at the silent Ji Bu, he tightened the spikes in his hands: "Say, I don't want me to die. And you were kept in the dark!"
"yes!"
Ji Bu looked at Lin Kun with twinkling eyes, and then nodded: "Yes, I am an undercover agent, and my purpose of approaching you is to destroy your drug trafficking group!"
"But this time, it's not me."
Lin Kun looked at Ji Bu with wide eyes. Although he had gotten the answer he wanted, it was not the answer he wanted.
He would rather Ji Bu told him that he was not an undercover agent.
Even if he is.
"Brother Kun."
Ji Bu raised his head and looked at the spikes on his neck: "This is the game of soldiers and thieves. I think you also understand that you were unlucky and lost to me."
"Originally, it was as expected, but not at this time. Why was it brought forward?"
"Why?!"
Lin Kun's eyes widened, and he pressed Ji Bu's neck with his left hand and pushed against the wall: "Why do you do this? You don't remember that you were penniless and had nothing. I lent you money so you could have a place." live."
He roared hysterically: "Do you remember, it's me, it's me!"
"Fake."
Ji Bu looked at Lin Kun who was out of control, gritted his teeth and said, "It's fake."
"Don't you remember that you lost money and were chased by loan sharks? I spent the whole night to save you. Do you still remember?!"
"It's fake!"
"I was beheaded."
Lin Kun's lips twitched and he looked at Ji Bu with trembling breath: "Why are you blocking for me?!"
"It's fake, it's fake, it's all fake!"
Ji Bu looked at Lin Kun with a painful expression and growled emotionally:
"Those are all disguised by the police, did you know?!"
"Oh"
When Lin Kun heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle. The left hand that was originally pressing on Ji Bu lost its strength, and he fell into great disappointment. He laughed in a self-deprecating manner and his body trembled.
"Brother Kun!"
Ji Bu's lips trembled and his eyes flickered no longer looking at him: "I'm sorry, I'm a policeman! I lied to you."
"Abu."
Lin Kun's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Ji Bu with clenched teeth, his Adam's apple twitching as he swallowed: "I have always treated you like my brother. I leave all my business to you. I have never trusted anyone else in my life. .”
"Why, why did you betray me?!"
He punched the wall hard and roared hoarsely: "Why?!" The angry roar echoed in the sky above the room.
"What's good about being a police officer?"
He looked at Ji Bu in confusion: "You work as a policeman and you work as an undercover agent. You can't make 10 million in your life. Why?!"
"Brother Kun!"
Ji Bu looked up at Lin Kun and asked in a deep voice: "Do you know what you are doing? Do you really think you are selling washing powder?"
"This is a problem that can never be solved by dividing one by three."
"Why are all your values wrong, wrong from beginning to end? You are selling white powder!"
Ji Bu took a heavy breath: "Do you know how many people have ended their lives in advance just because you sold white powder? Do you know how many people have been harmed just because of you selling white powder?!"
"Does it have anything to do with me?!"
Lin Kun frowned and looked at Ji Bu, and asked again: "Does this have anything to do with me? I'm just a seller, did I force them? Did I buy or sell by force? Does it have anything to do with me?"
"If they don't touch it, then they"
"Enough!"
Ji Bu roared and interrupted Lin Kun's words: "Why are your values so wrong? Until now, you haven't realized your mistake?!"
“My values are wrong?!”
Lin Kun laughed out loud, looked at Ji Bu blankly, backed away slowly, and then gave him a thumbs up:
"Okay, your values are right, okay, you are great, you are noble, and you have a sense of justice.
He rushed forward suddenly, reached out and grabbed the back of Ji Bu's neck, pulled him down in front of him, and patted Ji Bu's face hard with his palm:
"Would you please wake up a little? Look in the mirror, look at yourself, what do you look like?!"
"good."
Ji Bu took a breath, waved his hands and shook his head: "I won't quarrel with you, I won't quarrel with you."
He reached out and grabbed Lin Kun's sharp thorn on his neck and pointed it at the prominent blood vessels on his neck: "Prick it and you can vent the anger in your heart."
"you"
Lin Kun was stunned when he heard Ji Bu's words, and the spikes he clenched in his hand stopped moving.
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In the control room.
"What are you doing?!"
Superintendent Mo looked at the CCTV footage and yelled anxiously: "What? What is he doing?! What is Ji Bu doing?"
"Is he now going to have a romantic relationship with a cold-blooded drug dealer?"
"..."
Miao Zhihua looked at the CCTV picture and fell silent. According to his understanding of Ji Bu, Ji Bu was definitely not such an innocent person.
If we really want to talk about skills, Ji Bu's skills are very good, not to mention Lin Kun's health is not good, if he really wants to escape from Lin Kun's hands, it will be easy.
So why would he do this?
Another room.
Abut stared at the two people on the CCTV and murmured to himself: "Stab him to death, stab him to death!"
His sense of involvement was so strong that he wished he could get in and grab the spikes from Lin Kun's hand and stab Ji Bu's neck into a sieve.
····
In the detention room.
"Brother Kun!"
Ji Bu looked at Lin Kun who had not moved for a long time. He grabbed Lin Kun's spiked hand and grabbed it hard:
"This time, will you listen to me?"
"You are wrong. You were wrong from the beginning. Face everything."
"ah!"
Lin Kun raised his head and roared, broke away from Ji Bu, backed away in despair, and sat down on his seat, looking quite embarrassed:
"Get out, get out of here and don't appear in front of me again."
He pointed at the door with trembling fingers: "Get out of here!"
"..."
Ji Bu looked at Lin Kun and said nothing. He bent over in his seat and held his head in his hands.
The room suddenly fell into silence.
At this moment.
Ji Bu's mind was very calm and he did not feel any regret because of Lin Kun's arrest.
Wrong is wrong!
If you are wrong, you should be punished.
Just now.
He took the risk of putting the spikes on his neck, and had a deeper thought. He wanted to know how far Lin Kun had fallen.
If he really chose to stab him, he would have already tensed up his muscles and prepared a defensive posture to dodge and hold Lin Kun down.
Lin Kun did not do this.
Everything was still open for discussion. He knew in his heart that with the development of things now, there must be a mole around Lin Kun. Who provided the evidence for this sudden arrest.
It is most likely Zhou Yi.
Lin Kun’s wife Zhou Yi.
"Brother Kun."
Ji Bu turned to look at Lin Kun in the corner: "I want to ask you, does this matter have anything to do with my sister-in-law? Did she do what happened today?!"
Lin Kun froze, looked at Ji Bu who asked the question, gritted his teeth and did not answer.
"Although you didn't say anything, as this matter has developed so far, many things have been made clear. If you don't say anything, everyone will know what's going on."
Ji Bu continued on, minding his own business: "I won't let this matter go so easily. If possible, I hope you can cooperate with me."
"Shut up!"
Lin Kun glared and scolded: "This matter has nothing to do with her. I am responsible for everything. There is no second possibility."
The conversation between the two ended abruptly here.
In a small room.
The two of them each occupy a corner, just like people from two worlds, already standing on opposite sides.
"call"
Lin Kun huddled in the corner, raised his head to look at Ji Bu who was sitting with his back to him, then looked up at the CCTV, turned his back to the surveillance camera, took a deep breath, and then picked up the sharp knife in his hand. The pen comes.
Under the light.
Sharp and sharp.
Lin Kun tightened the tip of the pen in his hand, aimed it at his neck, and then stabbed it in with all his strength. With a "pop" sound, the gushing blood instantly dyed his body red.
"Brother Kun."
Ji Bu sat with his back to Lin Kun: "That's it for now, I think." There was a beeping sound in his ears, and he turned his head and saw Lin Kun, who was covered in blood.
The flowing blood dripped to the ground.
"Brother Kun!"
Ji Bu frowned, rushed over quickly, grabbed his right hand that was about to stab again, shook off the sharp thorn, and said sternly:
"What are you doing!"
"Abu!"
Lin Kun's voice was hoarse and his body was trembling as he looked at him: "Don't say anything, just give me some more time, just give me some more time."
"I can't live, I have to die. If I don't die, everything will be over. Those drug dealers know that I'm in. They won't let Zhou Yi go until I die. She can't escape."
His blood-stained palms squeezed Ji Bu's arm tightly, and he said harder and harder: "Please, just treat it like I'm begging you, give me a little more time to let the blood flow out."
"I don't want anything to happen to Zhou Yi and my son, do you understand? Just pretend you didn't see it, okay?! Please help me, help Brother Bang for the last time."
"Brother Kun!"
Ji Bu held Lin Kun tightly with his palms, feeling extremely complicated. Then he rushed to the iron gate and beat the gate frantically:
"Come on, come on!"
"Abu!"
Lin Kun's voice broke and he shouted hoarsely at him: "Why, why did you want to harm me? In the end, you were not willing to let me go!"
During the conversation.
He struggled and threw himself towards the bloody spikes that were thrown away by Ji Bu, but Ji Bu kicked him away and took off his shirt to wrap around him to stop the bleeding.
Lin Kun reacted violently and struggled.
"Brother Kun."
Ji Bu's eyes widened, and he raised his hand and slapped Lin Kun on the face. The sound of the slap was clear and loud: "Wake up, please, don't be stupid again!"
He glared and roared: "Think about it, think about your son. He needs to live. What will he do if you die?"
"Does he want him to have no father as soon as he is born? Do you want to see him without parents every time he has a parent-teacher meeting at school?"
He held Lin Kun's hand tightly: "Would you please wake up and survive, not for anything else, but for your son!"
"Although you don't want to admit it, if you look back and take a good look, what good results will there be if you let your son go like this and follow Zhou Yi after you die?"
"Do you think that when he grows up, he will sell drugs like you?!"
Ji Bu roared excitedly: "Look at what you are like now, do you want him to become a person like you?! He can't even take two steps out of the house and someone is following him!"
"..."
Lin Kun fell silent and fell into Ji Bu's arms, his body trembling, and the cute appearance of his son appeared in his mind.
"Promise me!"
Ji Bu patted Lin Kun's face: "Stay alive!"
He took the torn shirt and wrapped it around Lin Kun's neck: "Send Zhou Yi to your godson and I will take good care of him. Trust me, okay?!"
He turned around and yelled outside: "Come here, come here!"
In the control room.
Miao Zhihua looked at Ji Bu and Lin Kun who were in a stalemate with their backs to the screen on the CCTV and couldn't help but frown:
"What are they doing?!"
After a while.
When he saw the blood flowing on the ground, he could no longer hold his breath. He jumped up from his seat and walked outside:
"Lin Kun is going to commit suicide!"
"We can't let him die. If he dies, there will be no way to investigate further!"
Due to this sudden change, the police officers outside did not dare to stop them and could only let them go towards the detention room.
only.
When he was about to open the door, the police officer couldn't find the key: "I forgot, the key is with Superintendent Abbot."
"Open the door!"
Ji Bu helped Lin Kun to the door and urged through the iron gate: "Open the door and call for a white car, a white car!"
"good."
Miao Zhihua responded and urged again, but the police officer looked like there was nothing he could do:
"The key is with Superintendent Abbot. You don't need to look for me."
In another monitoring room.
Abbot sat on his seat with a gloomy expression, his fingers folded with his hands and his chin clenched:
"Stupid, stupid yellow-skinned monkey!"
"Ji Bu betrayed you. If you don't kill him, will you commit suicide?!"
He couldn't understand Lin Kun's brain circuit, he was simply stupid and unreasonable!
but.
Since Lin Kun wants to die, let him do it.
Too many things happened today, although Abbott didn't know where the evidence in Cai Yuanqi's hands came from.
But today at the police station, Zhou Yi took the phone and called Cai Yuanqi. Cai Yuanqi asked herself to give Lin Kun and Zhou Yi some alone time.
Aibte is not stupid and can naturally guess the secret: there must be a relationship between Cai Yuanqi and Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi is Lin Kun's wife, so I can't guarantee that these evidences were submitted to Cai Yuanqi by Zhou Yi.
so.
Lin Kun didn't kill Ji Bu. If Lin Kun didn't die, Ji Bu would definitely look for him like a mad dog.
If all these inextricable things involve him, that would not be a good thing.
Lin Kun's case is still in charge of the Western District Police Station. Lin Kun is dead, and Abbott needs to bear the responsibility. After all, it was his illegal operation that locked the two of them together.
but.
Lin Kun must die.
This is why, even if Abt was willing to take responsibility for this incident, he did not go out to stop Lin Kun after discovering his suicide.
on the contrary.
He still wants to delay time. Since Lin Kun wants to die, then go ahead and die.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, the door of the monitoring room was kicked open by Miao Zhihua and Song Zijie from outside, and they rushed in quickly.
Superintendent Mo followed the two people in, came to Abt, and stretched out his hand:
"key."
"key?"
After hearing this, Abt responded casually and said lightly: "I'll look for it."
During the conversation.
He leisurely searched for it on the table, looking here and there, and murmuring:
"Hey, where did you put the key? It was just here."
"you!"
Miao Zhihua's tone was exasperated and he stamped his feet angrily.
"Bata!"
Superintendent Mo, with quick eyesight and quick hands, stretched out his hand to remove the .38 gun holster from Miao Zhihua's waist, and put the .38 gun directly on Abt's forehead.
The muzzle of the black hole was pointed at him.
"Superintendent Abbot!"
Superintendent Mo narrowed his eyes and looked at Abt: "Give me the key!"
"Um?!"
Abut was sluggish and did not react for a moment. He looked at Superintendent Mo blankly:
"What are you doing? Are you pointing a gun at me?!"
around.
The police officer from the North District Police Station looked at Superintendent Mo who suddenly drew his gun, and subconsciously wanted to follow suit.
but.
The .38 got stuck in the holster several times and could not be pulled out.
Don't dare.
"key!"
Superintendent Mo looked at him expressionlessly and repeated: "Give me the key."
"I can't tell now whether the injured person is Lin Kun or my undercover. If it's my undercover, you can't bear this responsibility, and I can't bear it!"
"You haven't handed over the key for a long time. I have enough reasons to doubt you and suspect you of seeking revenge!"
"You dare!"
Abut stared at Superintendent Mo with wide eyes: "You are crazy!"
"Try?"
Superintendent Mo's finger on the trigger gradually exerted force, and the crisp sound of the wheel turning seemed clearly audible.
"You have the guts!"
With sweat on his forehead, Abbot looked at Superintendent Mo who was really about to shoot. He could only take the key out of his pocket and throw it on the table:
"Just wait for me, Mo Changkong."
He was a little confused: "What do you gain by going against me?"
"hehe."
Superintendent Mo sneered, approached Abt, and said in a low voice:
"Do you remember that six years ago, you used the same trick to kill a chief inspector named Jiang? Do you remember?"
"That's my best friend."
He reached out and picked up the key on the table, bumped it in his hand, and looked at Abt coldly:
"Ji Bu, I think he should be very interested in doing something to you. I'm sure this guy will be safe!"
"Walk."
Superintendent Mo waved his hand, turned around and walked outside. Miao Zhihua and Song Zijie quickly followed.
"Fight on the street!"
The Chief Inspector of the North District Police Station looked at Superintendent Mo and the others leaving, and immediately approached them:
"This Mo Changkong is simply lawless. In my opinion, he is just trying to scare people. He doesn't dare to shoot at all."
"If the .38 hadn't been jammed in the holster just now, I would have been the first to pull out the gun and point it at him."
"roll!"
Abbot roared with a sullen face, slapped his hand on the table, and breathed heavily.
soon.
Bai Che arrived and took the injured Lin Kun to the hospital for first aid.
"Superintendent Mo."
Miao Zhihua and others sat in the car and followed the ambulance in front: "Thank you for what happened just now."
"No need to thank me."
Superintendent Mo Yun Danfeng waved his hand: "If you really want to thank me, then handle Lin Kun's case beautifully."
"I have sorted out all the details behind this. The case where Gui Lao targeted Ji Bu and Lin Kun like this makes me think that the matter is not that simple."
"OK."
Miao Zhihua nodded: "Don't worry, I will definitely handle it clearly."
He picked up the mobile phone and answered the call: "Hello, Miss Yang."
"Sir Miao!"
Yang Koko's tone was anxious and she spoke quickly: "What's going on now? How could Abu do this?"
this morning.
She panicked immediately after seeing the report on the news. She couldn't reach Ji Bu on the phone, and she couldn't find any specific information after asking around.
"It's okay."
Miao Zhihua breathed out a sigh of relief and said with relief: "Abu's identity has been revealed. He is not in danger. He has now been released from the police station."
"The case is still in progress, don't worry, it will be fine in two days."
"real?"
"Um."
Miao Zhihua nodded: "Just wait with peace of mind."
Both parties hang up the phone.
…
9pm.
Kowloon Airport.
A plane swooped down from high in the sky and landed steadily on the ground.
A young man about 1.8 meters tall followed the flow of people and came out of the exit.
He was dressed simply and plainly, with wide-legged narrow-cut jeans and a white Oxford shirt. The hem of the shirt was tucked into the pants, and a brown belt was tied around his waist.
His well-proportioned figure and handsome face make his already abrupt height even more eye-catching.
Go outside.
"call"
The man took out the cigarette, lit it, took a puff, exhaled a long and thin puff of smoke, and took another sniff:
"Hmm, it's a long-lost feeling."
soon.
End of a cigarette.
The man raised his hand to look at the leather watch, then walked forward and opened the door of the waiting taxi:
"Go to Tsim Sha Tsui."
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