Chapter 15: No one has ever complained about me (seeking a monthly ticket)
Kowloon Police Headquarters, interrogation room.
Sang Kun's head was simply bandaged, and he sat there with his fingernails clasped. From time to time, he stood up and made various obscene and provocative actions towards the surveillance camera.
When he was first imprisoned, he was indeed a little flustered and uneasy, clamoring to have his injuries examined and to call a lawyer. However, after sitting there for several hours with no one coming to interrogate him, the uneasiness in his heart gradually dissipated.
Based on his rich professional experience in dealing with the police force for many years, it is impossible not to interrogate him if the police really have evidence or want to investigate him.
So I guess Xu Jiajun had no evidence of what he did to him, but he didn't want to let him go, so he was left hanging here until he was detained for 24 hours before being released.
These guys like to do pointless things like taking off their pants and farting just to vent their anger.
So he is not panic at all now.
"Bang!"
The door of the interrogation room was suddenly pushed open, and Xu Jiajun walked in with Gao Wei. Gao Wei reluctantly took out the handcuff key and stepped forward to open Sang Kun's handcuffs.
Sang Kun showed a confident smile, stood up slowly, looked at his watch, and said with a stern expression: "Sir Xu, you have to let me go before the 24 hours are up, how can you get rid of your anger so quickly? Hit that
Has the girl’s murderer been caught? Tsk, it’s too tragic, you police must catch someone.”
He already knew that girl didn't dare to talk nonsense.
"Stop talking nonsense, if you don't want to leave, I can satisfy you." Gao Wei scolded with a stern face.
"Hey, no need." Sang Kun looked at Xu Jiajun provocatively, stretched out his handcuffed hands, and said in a sinister tone: "Let's leave the interrogation room to those who need it. I won't occupy public resources. When will I invite you?"
I, I will be your guest again."
Xu Jiajun was smoking and ignored him.
After untying the handcuffs, Sang Kun walked out. He stopped in front of Xu Jiajun, flicked his wrist and said mockingly: "Sir Xu, if you need any cooperation regarding the case of that little girl being beaten, you can contact me at any time. I'm happy to do so."
Help the police solve the case."
"Okay." Xu Jiajun stared at him, then suddenly smiled and said, "Please, let me see you off. I'm afraid I won't have a chance to deal with you in the future."
"Haha, that's true. Police officers of your level are indeed not qualified to deal with me in the future." Sang Kun smiled contemptuously and pointed at Xu Jiajun: "Next time, let your commander come and talk to me!"
Xu Jiajun just smiled and said nothing, looking at him like he was an idiot, with a hint of pity.
Seeing the smile on Xu Jiajun's face, Sangkun, who just felt better just now, suddenly became angry again. Feeling the dull pain on the bridge of his nose, his expression suddenly twisted ferociously. He pointed at the gauze on his head and gritted his teeth and said in a hissing voice: "I
I will definitely complain to you!”
"No one has ever complained about me." Xu Jiajun was very calm in the face of the threat. Instead, he stretched out his hand to straighten his collar. Finally, he stretched out his finger and tapped his chest and said word by word: "You can't do it either."
"Okay, let's give it a try." Sang Kun flicked the chest touched by Xu Jiajun's hand, and walked away without looking back after saying this, with a terrifyingly gloomy face.
Xu Jiajun looked at Sang Kun's leaving figure and uttered two words in an understatement: "Push to the street."
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When Sang Kun left the headquarters, he wasn't surprised that he didn't see his younger brother who came to pick him up. After all, he was released early, so it was normal that no younger brother got the news.
It was morning when he was pulled back to the police station, and now it was afternoon. He felt a little hungry, so he touched his stomach and walked along the street towards the restaurant across the intersection.
While walking, I took out a cigarette and held it in my mouth. When I used a lighter to light it, it failed to light several times.
When he was about four or five hundred meters away from the police station, five people got out of a white Toyota on the roadside. The leader was La Jiang. His face was as serious as water, and he led the people towards Sangkun from behind with a steady pace.
He opened the newspaper wrapped in strips and revealed the machete.
"Sangkun! I will attack your mother!"
Sang Kun was thinking about what to eat for a while, when he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind. He subconsciously stopped and looked back. He was shocked, dropped the cigarette he had just lit, and ran away.
"Ah! Murder! Run!"
"Run!"
Passers-by around him screamed and ran away.
Sang Kun was distraught, sweating like rain, and ran as fast as he could, but soon he stopped because there were more people rushing towards him with knives in front of him.
Put him in a dilemma for a while.
At the moment when he hesitated, La Jiang behind him had already caught up with him, and he raised his hand and stabbed him.
Poof!
"Ah!" Sang Kun screamed, and a blood mark appeared on his back. He staggered and almost fell down. Then he wanted to run to a nearby shop, but was kicked to the ground by one of La Jiang's younger brothers. This time he fell down again.
Unable to get up, countless machetes fell one after another.
"Beep beep beep——"
"Stop! Or I'll shoot!"
At the same time as the police blew the whistle, La Jiang ran away with most of the people, leaving only the four boys who put down their knives and squatted down with their heads in their hands: "Sir, we surrender."
Naturally, if you kill someone, you have to give an explanation to the police in the jurisdiction. Otherwise, the police force will lose face and will keep an eye on the matter. This can be regarded as a tacit understanding.
Sang Kun fell in a pool of blood, with a large pool of blood flowing out from under his body. His breathing was intermittent, blood bubbles kept pouring out of his mouth, and his eyes were full of reluctance.
Before he died, he thought of what Xu Jiajun said in the interrogation room, and was so happy that this man dared to collude with the police!
"Pfft——"
He was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood and died completely. His eyes were wide open and he refused to close his eyes.
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"Sir Xu, Sangkun is dead."
In the anti-gangster office, Xu Jiajun was chatting with Qin Fenfang and others when Gao Wei hurried in and said.
"Sangkun? Which one is Shenghe?" Before Xu Jiajun could speak, a senior inspector asked curiously.
Jiang Yuanyun was also confused: "Didn't he just be released? Why did he die so quickly?"
"Beheaded, almost minced into mincemeat." When Gao Wei said this, his attention was always on Xu Jiajun.
Xu Jiajun sneered and spread his hands indifferently: "These bad guys who come out to fool around have one foot on the coffin and the other on the prison. Maybe they will be named on the Golden List today, but they will be beheaded to death tomorrow.
There is nothing strange about this street."
"Sir Xu is right. I have seen people hacked to death right after they were hired! These short mules, either you kill me or I kill you every day. They are just looking for trouble with our police. They will all die."
alright."
"Yes, it would be better to die more, promote social harmony, and at the same time reduce our work burden..."
"Liu Wei is dead, Sang Kun is also dead, Sheng He's flag in Mong Kok is unstable. I'm afraid there will be chaos in Kowloon recently, and our anti-gangster group will be busy again."
The others were chatting with each other.
Gao Wei's eyes fell on Xu Jiajun. He always felt that Sangkun's death had something to do with Xu Sir. However, although he was reckless, he was not stupid and he did not dare to say such things.
"Dingling bell~Dingling bell~"
Xu Jiajun's eldest brother rang loudly, and the voices of everyone in the office gradually became quieter and finally disappeared.
"You guys continue chatting, I'll go out to pick you up." Xu Jiajun smiled, took the big brother out, and stood in the corridor to answer: "Sister, do you miss me?"
"I miss you so much, you are so beautiful." Zhao Yazhi snorted and said softly: "Ajun, I made an appointment with Gao Zhisen for you. We will be at Lei Garden at seven o'clock tonight. In addition, Lin Guobin read the script and agreed to star.
"
Lin Guobin is a small character now. Let alone Zhao Yazhi, if anyone is willing to ask him to film a movie, he will not refuse it as long as it is not a romantic movie.
"Sister, thank you for your hard work. I won't thank you for your kindness. Let's watch my tongue shine like a lotus flower tonight, blowing my feathers and asking for food." Xu Jiajun glanced around and said with a smile.
"Bah." Zhao Yazhi covered the receiver at the Shaw Brothers Studio in Clear Water Bay and spat with a hot face. She looked around guiltily and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw no one was around: "We'll talk about it when we get home tonight. Hang up first.
"
After hanging up the phone, she returned to her dignified and generous appearance, smiling and going to chat with other people.
All I can say is that he is an actor indeed, and his acting skills are top-notch.