Chapter 39: You Didn't Report My Name (Seeking Monthly Pass)
Tai Kok Tsui, Fuk Chun Street.
A mahjong parlor facing the street was bustling with people. Dozens of people were crowded into the small two-story building playing cards. The clatter of mahjong collisions was the only main theme in the room.
"Hey, hey, hey, bosses, please hurry up, please. I'll find a girl to have sex with after you guys have played your cards." Mouse Ming was wearing a peeling black jacket and was swinging with one foot on the chair. Holding a piece of mahjong in his hand, he urged the other three players.
He had just received important information, and when it was sold to Xu Jiajun, he would get another sum of money, so now the way he draws cards is very smooth, and the frequency of shaking his legs is also very comfortable.
"What's the point of urging? I like it so much, so come and give me a blowjob. I'll ask you, do you want three? If you do, I'll give you two."
"Eh... Two barrels, right? I'll touch..." Mouse Ming chuckled. Just as he was about to get the cards, a police officer's ID card was photographed in front of him, accompanied by a very loud voice: "Can I do this?" Touch it!"
The visitors were none other than Gao Xiang and others from the Yau Tsim Serious Case.
"Sir, you can't just touch, you can kill everyone." Shu Ming showed a flattering smile on his face, slowly turned his head to look at Gao Xiang beside him and said: "Sir, I am not breaking the law when I play cards, right? ?”
He and Xu Jiajun met in the police academy. After he was expelled for fighting, he started to join the club, and later became Xu Jiajun's long-term informant. Between being active and black and white, although he made small mistakes constantly, he had never committed a major crime. So I'm not that worried about the police.
"Stop talking nonsense, go out and have a chat, or I'll sue you for gambling." Gao Xiang picked up his police officer ID card and patted his face, and threatened with a smile: "Whether you break the law or not, I have the final say, sir." , if you don’t cooperate, believe it or not, it’s illegal for you to even breathe.”
Everyone else in the mahjong parlor was oblivious to what was going on outside the window. They were only focused on touching the flowers on the mahjong bar. They didn't even look at the scene, and no one spoke to avoid getting into trouble.
"Okay, you have the certificate, you can show off." Shu Ming shrugged, stood up, grabbed the money on the table and put it into his pocket, followed Gao Xiang and others out, while turning back to his poker partner and said: "Give me the seat Keep it."
"Stop fucking!" Inspector Gao, who had just eaten at Xu Jiajun's place, was in a bad mood. He grabbed Mouse Ming's collar and pulled it out.
"Sir, I'll cooperate, don't do anything!"
Gao Xiang dragged Shu Ming to the alley next to the mahjong parlor, pushed him roughly against the wall, and asked with a sense of pressure: "Have you heard anything about the robbery of Longfeng Gold Shop in Yau Ma Tei?"
During the New Year period, when the whole of Hong Kong was immersed in the joy of the New Year, the Longfeng Gold Shop on Kimberley Road, Tsim Sha Tsui, was robbed with a gun by a group of gangsters. A shop assistant and two patrol officers who rushed to the scene were killed.
The impact of this case is so bad that the Commissioner assured the public that the case will be solved within one month. The Kowloon Crime Unit and the Kowloon District Crime Unit have not passed the year and have been investigating the matter.
"Sir, don't play with me. How dare a little brat like me get involved with such a gangster? I can't avoid it!" The mouse leaned against the wall and spread his hands carelessly, saying that he didn't know anything. .
Gao Xiang sneered, stretched out his hand to pinch Shu Ming's cheek and said: "You must not be humble, Brother Shu, no one in the whole Xiangjiang River knows that you have a broad path. Maybe you are a noble man and forget things. Let me help you recall. Maybe I’ll remember it.”
After the words fell, he let go of Shu Ming and took a few steps back. Three subordinates rubbed their wrists and slowly approached.
He has been a policeman for ten years, and he can tell at a glance that the mouse is lying. He must know something. This kind of short mule is a cheap man and will not tell the truth until he is beaten.
"What are you going to do!" Looking at the three police officers with evil eyes, Shu Ming clung to the wall and cursed in shock and anger: "Be careful, I will file a complaint...ah!"
Before he finished speaking, he was punched on the door, and then he was kicked to the ground, and his fists and shoe soles fell on him like raindrops.
"Ah! Stop fighting...Ms. Ganlin! Ah!"
The mouse curled up on the ground with his head in his arms, his nose and mouth bleeding constantly, and he was cursing and begging for mercy.
Seeing that these notes were not stopping, he couldn't hold it any longer, raised his hand and shouted: "I am the informant of Sir Xu Jiajun, everyone is on your own."
Hearing this, the three people who were beating Shu Ming stopped and turned to look at Gao Xiang.
Gao Xiang's face was also uncertain. He bit the cigarette butt repeatedly in his mouth and said after a long time: "Keep fighting."
Mouse, who just thought he had escaped death, was stunned.
"Sir Gao, this... is not good." The other police officers looked at each other and did not take action for a while. The informant was considered a semi-undercover agent, so there was no way he would hit one of his own.
Gao Xiang said with cold eyes: "A short mule like this is lying nine times out of ten. Who knows if he is really Xu Jiajun's informant? He must know something. Don't you want to solve the case? Don't you want to make meritorious deeds?"
Xu Jiajun became an inspector only four years after graduating from the police academy, and it took him ten years to become a senior inspector after being a police officer. He did not want to miss this opportunity to make meritorious deeds.
"Ms. Gan Lin! You are worse than Xu Jiajun!" Shu Ming cursed loudly and immediately ran away. The other police officers were in a daze for a moment, and they actually ran away from him.
"Pfft!" Gao Xiang blew out the cigarette butt, strode quickly to catch up with Shu Ming, kicked him down, grabbed one of his legs and dragged him back, grabbed half a brick from the ground and threw it at Shu Ming's knee, while shouting hysterically:
"Say it or not! Say it or not! Just say it!"
"Ah! Say...I say!" Shu Ming's face was distorted in pain, and he cried heartbreakingly with tears. If he continued to beat him like this, his legs would be destroyed.
"Dang bang~" Gao Xiang threw the brick, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and exhaled: "Say it."
"What are you doing!"
An angry roar came.
Gao Xiang looked towards the alley and his expression changed.
With a frosty face, Xu Jiajun trotted over with Ren Darong and others. After breakfast, he went to the poker hall where Shu Ming often went to look for someone. Hearing from the people in the card hall that he was taken away by a group of police, he suddenly
Feeling bad.
Based on his own experience, he started looking for someone in a nearby alley after leaving the poker hall. As expected, he happened to see this scene when he found him.
"Sir Xu, our serious crime team is handling the case, shouldn't we report it to you?" Gao Xiang's expression returned to normal after several changes, he stood up calmly, stepped forward and stopped in front of Xu Jiajun, and said in a bad tone.
Xu Jiajun pushed him away roughly, walked quickly to Shu Ming and helped him up: "How are you, Shu Ming? Didn't you tell me my name?"
"I just told you your name, and then you were beaten even harder." Shu Ming said with a sad face.
Xu Jiajun: “…………”
"Ahem... do you want to call Bai Che?" Xu Jiajun's mouth twitched unnaturally and he changed the topic.
The mouse clearly waved his hand: "I won't die, so save some money on cards and just go back and apply some red potion."
"Sir Xu, this person is related to a case we are investigating. If you finish talking, I will take him away." Gao Xiang said calmly.
"I'll fight your mother!" Xu Jiajun let go of Mouse Ming and rushed to Gao Xiang, pushed him to the wall and asked: "Why did you do it even though you knew he was my informant? Why did you eat it in the restaurant?"
Do you want to avenge your personal revenge? If you are brave enough, just come at me!"
Shu Ming is not only his informant, but also his friend. What's more, being beaten like this is obviously due to his own involvement, and Xu Jiajun must help him.
"Sir Xu, what do you want to do!"
"Damn! What do you want to do again!"
Gao Xiang's men rushed towards Xu Jiajun, but were stopped by Ren Darong and others. The two sides cursed and pushed each other, as if they were about to fight at any time.
"Come on, Sir Xu, who is he? A short mule, a bad guy. Do I believe him when he says he is the governor?" Gao Xiang pointed at Mouse Ming and sneered disdainfully, then took another step forward and said
He said word by word: "Also, it's not your turn to dictate how we handle serious cases. If he is your informant, he won't commit a crime? So what if I have to take him away!"
Mouse obviously knew some information. It was impossible for Gao Xiang to hand him over to Xu Jiajun, and he had given in once in the morning. Now he was trying to vent his anger.
"How's it going?" Xu Jiajun laughed angrily, glanced around, then grabbed his hair and whipped it down. At the same time, he raised his knees and made close contact with his face. With a bang, Gao Xiang's nosebleed suddenly started.
He screamed and stumbled against the wall.
"Sir! Ganlin's mother Xu Jiajun!"
"Teach these thugs a lesson!"
"I've found you unhappy this morning!"
As Xu Jiajun took action, the conflict between the two sides intensified instantly. There was a civil war between the police in the alley. Although they seemed to be fighting fiercely, they all restrained themselves and did not draw their guns.
Mouse Ming huddled in the corner and watched the twenty or so gangsters fighting in front of him. It was the first time that so many men were fighting over him. It felt quite strange...