Not long after Cai Yuanqi fell asleep, he was woken up by his subordinate. The subordinate handed Cai Yuanqi a mobile phone:
"Ye Guishan, Ye Sir"
"oh?"
Cai Yuanqi pinched his eyebrows in confusion, frowned and looked at the mobile phone before picking up the phone. Ye Guishan's voice came from the phone:
"Not done."
"It's not done yet?!"
Cai Yuanqi's tone instantly rose several points, and then became several points colder: "Just such a small thing has not been resolved? I have told you the person, time and place, and you are telling me that it has not been resolved?!"
"The people have done it, but the scene didn't have enough time to do it!"
Ye Guishan listened to Cai Yuanqi's words and quickly explained: "The thing is like this, we took care of the two of them at the scene. Before the scene could be cleaned up, Song Zijie, Jibu and the others came."
"They probably got the clue from Bald Head, and then took the procedures and took over the scene. Those guns didn't have time to deal with them."
"Okay, I get it."
Cai Yuanqi waved his hand impatiently: "You can rest." Then he hung up the phone, touched the cigar on the side, lit it, lit it, and started sucking on it. The thick smoke rippled in the room.
Although the matter has not been completely settled, the situation is not too bad. At least the people have been settled and no one is left alive. All that is left is to tie up the matter.
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Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station.
In the superintendent's office.
"YES Sir!"
Song Zijie stamped his feet at Superintendent Mo, straightened his back, raised his hand in salute, and reached out to take the warrant handed over by Superintendent Mo.
"Go ahead, thank you for your hard work."
Superintendent Mo nodded, looked at Song Zijie's back as he turned away, pinched his eyebrows, and picked up the coffee cup on the side to get the coffee.
The phone nearby rang.
"Um?"
Superintendent Mo looked up at the quartz clock hanging on the wall, glanced at the current time, and then raised his hand to pick it up:
"Hi, it's me. Good night Sir"
"There are new clues in Li Yuliang's case, please give it some more time."
The voice of the senior superintendent rang on the other end of the phone: "So, don't rush to arrest Li Yuliang tonight. Let's do it tomorrow, tomorrow morning. We can catch him after tonight. There are still some clues in our hands that we can sort out." .”
"ah"
When Superintendent Mo heard this, his voice became longer, he rolled his eyes, bared his teeth and smiled, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Isn't this quite obvious? Do we still need to wait a little longer?"
"Um."
The senior superintendent nodded and exhaled: "After all, Li Yuliang's identity is somewhat special. Many ideas need to be considered more carefully."
"The Secretary for Justice and the Secretary for Political Science and Law called me overnight and said that Li Yuliang has a big problem and many clues need to be integrated."
"Give them one night. You also know that it is not just the police team that is handling the case, but also other departments. Many things are not just what we say."
"Take care of the mood of other departments. It's only for one night anyway, so there's no rush for this meeting, right?"
"Okay, I understand."
Superintendent Mo nodded when he heard this and said no more: "Then I will cancel the operation now and postpone it until tomorrow morning."
"Well, not bad."
The senior superintendent nodded: "Thank you for your hard work." Then hung up the phone.
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Outside the police station.
Song Zijie and four other guys were smoking against the front of the car: "Brothers, after you finish smoking this cigarette, we'll go pick someone up in the evening. This evening's mission is over, and we'll treat you to a midnight snack then."
"Thank you Sir Song."
Everyone puffed on their cigarettes and nodded with smiles. As they became more and more familiar with each other, they found that Song Zijie was not so difficult to get along with, nor was he polite to him.
soon.
Several people finished smoking their cigarettes, dropped their cigarette butts, and opened the door to get in the car.
Just then.
"Wait a moment."
The window of the superintendent's office on the second floor of the police station suddenly opened. Superintendent Mo opened the window and poked his head out, looking down at them: "Sir Song, we have to wait a moment."
"ah?"
Song Zijie had just got into the car. When he heard Superintendent Mo's words, he could only get out of the car and looked up at him: "What do you say?"
"Wait a minute."
There was no unnecessary expression on Superintendent Mo's face as he continued: "Don't rush to arrest me tonight. Let's arrest him tomorrow morning. You have worked hard all night. Go back and rest first."
"ah?"
Song Zijie was stunned when he heard this.
"I just took a call."
Superintendent Mo exhaled and waved his hand: "Everyone just follow the instructions above. That's it. Execute the order. Let's all go back and rest. We will arrest people tomorrow morning."
After hearing this, several subordinates looked at each other and began to discuss in low voices whether something had happened.
"OK."
Seeing Superintendent Mo's expression, Song Zijie had no choice but to nod his head, waved to his subordinates, bared his teeth and said with a smile: "Okay, let's postpone the action, just tomorrow. Let's go, let's have a midnight snack."
Song Zijie already knows how to be flexible when it comes to dealing with people. If he had his previous personality, he would definitely get to the bottom of it and even lead his people to arrest Li Yuliang.
But he is already different now. Time and experience have gradually softened his edges instead of smoothing them out. Only when needed can his sharp edges be revealed.
"Go first, Sir Mo."
He waved his hand to Superintendent Mo, called the gang to get in the car, and left the police station directly.
"well"
Superintendent Mo looked at the car leaving and shook his head: "I really didn't expect that after leaving the police force for so long, I still have such great influence? Or should I say control?!"
"call"
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Four o'clock in the morning.
Li Yuliang's residence.
living room.
Li Yuliang was sitting on the sofa in the living room. He sat motionless in his seat as if in trance. His eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling above his head. The cigarette in his hand slowly let out smoke.
There were no lights on in the living room, and only the lights from the community were projected into the hall, giving the dark hall a bit of paleness.
"hiss"
A burning sensation came from my fingers, and the cigarette held between my fingers had burned to the end.
Li Yuliang finally recovered from his trance and raised his hand to put out the cigarette butts in the ashtray. Over the course of the night, the ashtray was filled to the brim and the cigarette butts and ashes overflowed.
"call"
Li Yuliang took off his gold-rimmed glasses, pinched his brows and put them back on. He reached for the cigarette, but this time he found nothing.
A pack of cigarettes is completely burned out in a few hours.
"Oh shit."
Li Yuliang gritted his teeth, rummaged in his pocket distractedly, took out another box of cigarettes, and followed the seal to unseal the plastic packaging outside.
At this time.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
The knock on the door was very brief, just three short knocks in succession, followed by another light cough to clear the throat, and then it became quiet.
Follow.
The mobile phone in front of Li Yuliang rang. He raised his hand to pick it up, and Cai Yuanqi's voice rang:
"A Liang, open the door."
"."
Li Yuliang thought for a while, got up, went to the door and opened it. A strange man stood at the door, wearing a peaked cap. He reached into his pocket and took out a passbook and handed it to Li Yuliang.
"..."
Li Yuliang glanced at the man with twinkling eyes, and his eyes fell on the bankbook.
"Take it."
Cai Yuanqi's voice came from the mobile phone placed next to his ear again: "This is for you."
"."
Li Yuliang looked at the man again, glanced at the bankbook handed over in his hand, and then reached out to take it. After seeing him take it, the man stepped around Li Yuliang, leaned out half of his body to look inside, and his eyes fell on in the bedroom, then retracted his body, turned around and left.
"!"
Li Yuliang clenched his teeth, looking at this unsaid but very meaningful action, he watched him leave coldly, then turned around and closed the door.
"Open it and take a look."
Cai Yuanqi's voice sounded again.
"Um."
Li Yuliang reached out and opened the passbook. There was only one line of printing on the brand new passbook, with a two at the beginning and a long series of zeros at the end.
Another two million.
Bit by bit, Cai Yuanqi gave Li Yuliang four million, plus a commercial house, which cost a lot of money.
"Oh."
Li Yuliang looked at the long list above, twitching the corners of his mouth and revealing a forced smile: "Sir Cai, I don't want to die."
Li Yuliang knew very well that Cai Yuanqi had increased the stakes again and again and given himself so much money. He was very clear about what this meant.
The two million is the settlement allowance for him, and this money is used to buy his life.
"Take it."
Cai Yuanqi's voice was brief, and then quieted down. The two of them each held their phones, and neither of them spoke anymore, and the two sides fell into silence.
It will take a while.
"clatter."
Li Yuliang took out a lighter and lit the cigarette, took a hard sip, and gritted his teeth: "Okay, don't worry, I will always shut up."
"Um."
Cai Yuanqi spoke after hearing Li Yuliang's words, and continued speaking quickly: "It's like this. I have dealt with the group of people who went to assassinate Lao Xiang today, but not completely."
"They found a batch of guns that they hadn't had time to deal with. This was very detrimental to me."
"This is the only leverage I have now. I can't let them take advantage of it. As long as I deal with this point, it will be fine."
Cai Yuanqi's voice continued: "So, you are also making these guns. The source of the guns is the three criminal policemen I reported. You cooperated with them to get them, how about it?!"
"good."
Li Yuliang laughed, nodded and agreed: "Actually, you don't have to give me the two million. I have to bear it anyway. It doesn't matter if you have one more or less. Just tell me."
"no the same."
Cai Yuanqi's tone became serious: "You are my assistant. You have been with me for so many years. There is no way I can quit you."
"On the conditions I can give you, I must give you the most."
"good."
Li Yuliang responded again and curled his lips disdainfully: "Then let's do it, I know it well."
"Um."
Both parties hung up the phone.
"call"
Li Yuliang took a deep breath, exhaled a thin line of blue-green smoke, threw the bankbook on the coffee table, and sat on his seat staring at the bankbook in a daze.
The night passed quickly.
At seven o'clock in the morning, the sun climbed up from the sky. The early morning sunshine covered the city, shined into Li Yuliang's home, and projected on Li Yuliang.
Li Yuliang, who had not slept all night, shook his head, exhaled, stood up from the sofa, rubbed his face with his hands, and went into the bathroom.
His wife also got up early, helped Li Yuliang iron his white shirt and suit, and then went to the kitchen to make breakfast. The family ate breakfast at the dining table.
"alright."
Li Yuliang looked up at the quartz clock on the wall, blinked his bloodshot eyes, took out the two million bankbook and handed it to his wife: "Put it away."
"Um!"
The wife bit her lip and looked at the bankbook Li Yuliang handed her. Her eyes turned red and she couldn't help but run into the bedroom.
"dad."
The daughter raised her head, her big eyes were watery, dark, bright and clear: "What's wrong with mommy? She suddenly cried. Is it because I didn't eat well and she was unhappy?"
"No, mom is happy."
Li Yuliang raised his hand and stroked his daughter's head, stroking her hair: "From now on, you have to listen to your mother obediently, okay? Don't make her angry."
"Uh-huh."
The daughter blinked and nodded vigorously: "Okay, I promise dad that we will love mom together."
Talking room.
She stretched out her little hands and said seriously: "Lagou, you are a puppy."
"good."
Li Yuliang nodded with a smile, stretched out his hand and hooked it with his daughter's little hand.
"Hang yourself with a hook, and it won't change for a hundred years."
The sound of his daughter's milk sucking sounded in Li Yuliang's ears, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.
A few minutes later, my wife came out of the bedroom with red eyes and took her daughter to school.
Li Yuliang finished breakfast by himself, cleared the table, stood in front of the full-length mirror, put on his watch, wiped his glasses with a glasses cloth, put them back on, looked at himself in the mirror, and arranged them meticulously.
Shirt suit.
He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was almost time. He took the car keys and went downstairs and drove to the company.
On the surface, they have a financial company, located on the sixth floor in an old-fashioned urban area. It is a veritable leather bag company. They employ several employees to support themselves, and Li Yuliang holds the position of director.
When Li Yuliang, who never came to the company, suddenly came to the company, the employees who were having breakfast and chatting at their workstations were at a loss and a little embarrassed.
They looked at the director Li Yuliang who they rarely met before. They had a different feeling about Li Yuliang today, as if he was... particularly energetic?
"morning."
Li Yuliang looked at everyone and smiled. After saying hello to everyone, he glanced at the breakfast set by the staff: "Not bad, the breakfast is quite rich."
"I'll take it right now..." the clerk said.
"It's okay, eat slowly."
Li Yuliang shook his head with a smile on his face: "You have to have a good breakfast. It doesn't matter. Just keep eating. Don't be nervous."
After saying that, he entered the office under the astonished expressions and gazes of the staff, pulled out the stool and sat on the office chair, took the folder on the side and started working.