Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 427
"Yo!"

Superintendent Hou snorted coldly, pressed his hands on the table, and stared at RICK on the CCTV screen: "This kid is crazy!"

Speaking of it.

Then he half turned around and turned to look at Zhong Wenze: "Sir Zhong, I remember that this person seems to be changing the gun for you, right?"

Superintendent Hou is definitely one of the best players in the internal struggle, and he will not let go of any opportunity to dictate to Zhong Wenze.

Between Police Superintendent Hou and Zhong Wenze, the two parties were originally two factions, and there was already a gap because of Deng Jiayong's incident before adding it.

"You said the reason why this kid is so crazy is because he knew you."

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, with his hands on his hips and a big belly: "Or, what does he have to do with you? Is he yours?"

"He did change the gun for me."

Zhong Wenze naturally wouldn't deny it, and admitted generously: "He just helped me modify the gun, what's the problem?"

"Help you change the gun?"

Superintendent Hou asked again: "Why didn't he help me change the gun? I think you must have something tricky. He can be so crazy in the police station. You are all relying on you, right?"

No matter what happens, let Zhong Wenze put his hat on first.

In the IPSC club.

Zhong Wenze even took advantage of the matter of public relations Shao Jin, the eldest son of the Shao Group, to stabilize Superintendent Hou once again.

At that time, RICK gave Zhong Wenze a modified gun at the critical moment, and he was helping Zhong Wenze invisibly.

Naturally.

Superintendent Hou has also been thinking about RICK, seeing him as a dislike.

and so.

He would not let go of this rare opportunity at this time, and looked at his subordinate A Liang: "Have you brought all the materials I want?"

"it's here."

A Liang took out a stack of documents from the folder and handed it to Superintendent Hou.

The latter flipped through it, took out RICK's information to have a look, and raised it in the air:

"This RICK is very problematic. He has been diagnosed with depression and is currently on medication."

"I think his current state is very abnormal, he looks very cold-blooded, maybe this case is just being bought to kill someone!"

Speaking of it.

Superintendent Hou came to Zhong Wenze with RICK's information, leaned his head close to his ear, and whispered in the voice of only the two of them:
"Sir Zhong, don't think that I don't know. The news about the robbery of Yongyu International, Jinfu Securities and Bank of Asia yesterday was written by you, right?"

The corner of his mouth was raised slightly, and he said word by word: "You have suspected Liu Tian and Max from the very beginning, but these two people have not shown up for a long time."

"And the seven-day agreement you announced is almost here, so why don't you just act preemptively and hire RICK to help you kill!"

Superintendent Hou's tone became playful: "Kill the two of them, and then put the Bank of Asia robbery on the two of them."

"Anyway, there is no evidence to prove it. You can make a decision after a little investigation. Do you think it is possible?"

"Hahaha"

Zhong Wenze raised his head and laughed loudly when he heard this, and then reached out and patted Superintendent Hou on the shoulder: "You are worthy of such a high-level police officer, you are really a fucking logical reasoning ghost."

"Thank you for the compliment!"

Superintendent Hou didn't take Zhong Wenze's ridicule seriously: "Should I go in by myself, or should we go in together?"

He squinted at Zhong Wenze: "I advise you to go in with me, otherwise there will be some clues involving Sir Zhong, don't blame me for not giving you a chance to get rid of it."

"Thank you, Superintendent Hou!"

Zhong Wenze nodded approvingly: "Then let's go, we just happen to be together."

Say it.

Like old partners who have worked together for many years, the two walked towards RICK's interrogation room one after the other.

in the interrogation room.

RICK was sitting on the chair with his eyes closed, leaning against the back of the chair.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his eyelids, looked coldly at Superintendent Hou and Zhong Wenze who came in, and then closed his eyes again.

When the police officer in charge of questioning RICK saw Superintendent Hou come in, he immediately got up and gave up his seat, and Superintendent Hou sat down as a matter of course.

"RICK."

Superintendent Hou sat opposite RICK, showing a calm and majestic posture, quite dignified by a superior:

"Now you have to re-check your statement."

RICK still kept his eyes closed and meditated, without any reaction.

"Peng is fine!"

Superintendent Hou couldn't help but raise his tone a little bit, he was very dissatisfied with RICK's arrogant attitude: "I'm talking to you, and you want to use silence to cover up your criminal facts?"

RICK heard this, and opened his eyes again.

His eyes were red, bloodshot in the eyeballs, just looking at Superintendent Hou like this, the quietness was a bit scary.

He was in a very low state, staring straight at Superintendent Hou, looking at him with a creepy feeling.

This doesn't look like the expression and reaction that a normal person should have.

"."

Superintendent Hou immediately shrank back, forcibly stabilized his heart, and threw the questioning record in front of RICK:

"The shooting in the hotel today, where were you at the time of the incident?"

RICK didn't answer.

"You said you were at home, but no one can prove it to you. I seriously suspect that you are lying."

RICK just stared at him without saying a word.

"you!"

Superintendent Hou was dumbfounded by RICK's reticent attitude.

"RICK."

Zhong Wenze took a step forward, came to RICK, took out the Marlboro cigarettes in his pocket, and sent him one:
"It's just a short-answer question. This time, a total of nine people have been recruited. They are all IPSC club shooting masters. You are called here because of the need for the investigation of the case. There is no other meaning."

"You said you were at home alone, where is your little girlfriend?"

"She's at work."

RICK looked at Zhong Wenze, and took the cigarette: "I'm either in the club or at home on weekdays. I don't go out. This is my rule."

"what"

Zhong Wenze nodded when he heard the words, and asked again: "I heard you have depression? Are you taking medicine?"

"Slight, not a big problem."

RICK held the cigarette in his hand and twirled it with his fingers: "This is my private question, Sir Zhong doesn't have to ask so many questions, right?"

"it is good."

Zhong Wenze nodded, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, and said nothing more.

"can."

Superintendent Hou watched the conversation between the two with cold eyes, only to feel that he was slapped in the face again and lost all face in front of his subordinates.

Asked by himself, RICK didn't say a word.

Zhong Wenze asked questions, and RICK answered fluently.

"It seems that the relationship between Sir Zhong and RICK is really unusual. My interview with him is completely different."

Superintendent Hou bounced his body forward, and the light shrouded his fat upper body inside, staring fixedly at RICK:

"Don't think that because you have a relationship with Sir Zhong, you can be confident."

"Even if you don't tell me, I will investigate you. Don't let me find your loopholes, or I will fuck you once!"

As his voice fell.

The interrogation room suddenly fell silent.

RICK's fingers that were twirling and playing with cigarettes stopped, and he stared at Superintendent Hou expressionlessly, with sharp eyes.

In the sharpness, there was a trace of coldness.

a while.

"clatter."

RICK took out the lighter and lit the cigarette, took a deep puff, and exhaled a long and slender cigarette.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch: "You still have less than nineteen hours."

What RICK said was, of course, the time for the summons.

He was responding to Superintendent Hou's words in his own way, full of disdain and arrogance.

He didn't bother to say anything more to Superintendent Hou.

"very good!"

Superintendent Hou gritted his teeth and nodded. He put his palms on the table and stood up, looking down at RICK:

"Don't think that if you know Sir Zhong very well, he can cover you. If there is a problem, I will put you two down!"

Done.

He gave RICK another deep stare and left the table angrily.

"hiss"

Zhong Wenze took a breath, frowned, and looked at the back of Superintendent Hou leaving, feeling unhappy.

He was very unhappy.

Then.

Zhong Wenze strode out to follow, and shouted at Superintendent Hou: "This Ah Jin, I think he is very problematic!"

"I'm going in to interrogate him now, Superintendent Hou, let's go together!"

Done.

He moved to Superintendent Hou's side, reproduced what Superintendent Hou had done just now, and leaned into his ear:

"Ah Jin used to be your subordinate. You have such great hostility towards me. Ah Jin is your dog's leg. I seriously suspect that you might interfere with it and hinder my progress in solving the Bank of Asia robbery."

"you!"

Superintendent Hou's mouth almost crooked when he heard this.

Because when the hotel shooting happened, Ah Jin was drinking tea at Superintendent Hou's house, and Zhong Wenze said this deliberately now, isn't it purely out of spite.

He gave Zhong Wenze a hard look: "If you want to investigate, go investigate. I don't have time to play with you. If you need a witness, you can call me anytime."

Say it.

He waved his hand and greeted his subordinate Ah Liang, "Take someone to search RICK's house!" and then left directly.

Zhong Wenze's behavior is really disgusting, he panicked, and he doesn't want to see him for a moment now.

Zhong Wenze didn't care, and really took Azu in to ask about Ajin.

A Jin's attitude was quite arrogant, and he ignored Zhong Wenze's questions, but judging from his confession, there was really no problem.

He can find all the necessary witnesses.

at the time of the incident.

He was drinking tea with Superintendent Hou, and Zhong Wenze's actions were purely for disgusting people to vent their displeasure.

Zhong Wenze didn't have much time to play with Ah Jin. After he became disgusted with him, he took Song Zijie, Azu and other buddies away.

The interrogation work actually did not lead to any new breakthroughs.

There is nothing wrong with the confessions of these nine people, and witnesses can be found. Although RICK's performance is very arrogant, strictly speaking, there is no problem.

Buy murder to kill.

For someone like RICK, the temptation is not great.

He was originally a self-admired existence, with a high spirit and no shortage of money, and helping people change guns was all about his mood.

Because you won't be involved in this kind of case.

In order to corroborate the confessions of these people.

Zhong Wenze called Qiu Xiong from the group and asked him to bring a group of guys out to help.

This guy hasn't made any new breakthroughs in the case for a long time. After receiving Zhong Wenze's call, he immediately agreed.

Members of the first, second, and third groups of the Saigon Police Station, each in groups of two, were divided into nine teams, and went to the homes of the nine people to search and screen their relationships.

at the same time.

Zhong Wenze arranged for Superintendent Guan and Superintendent Wu to allocate resources to him to check the bank accounts of these nine people.

If it is buying a murder, there must be capital income, which is either reflected in the bank account or cash flow.

just.

After a whole day, the result of the matter was once again somewhat disappointing.

And nothing new was discovered.

Another new problem also lay in front of us.

Earlier, Zhong Wenze asked Chief Superintendent Wu to arrange someone to investigate the hot personal information, and the latest progress was sent back. Hong Kong Island did not find this person's information.

"There is no information about him!"

Zhong Wenze cut off the phone, his brows furrowed together, and he couldn't help pinching his eyebrows with some headache: "Azu."

"Brother Ze."

Azu was currently immersed in the investigation information of the nine targets, and looked up at Zhong Wenze: "What's wrong?"

"Stop checking."

Zhong Wenze beckoned him to put down what he was doing, and beckoned him to come outside, and the two lit cigarettes: "Tell me in detail what's going on with this hotness."

Azu didn't understand: "What's going on?"

"Hong Kong Island did not find any information about the explosion."

Zhong Wenze frowned, took a mouthful of his cigarette, and looked ahead: "Then there is only one situation. This person was not born on Hong Kong Island. He entered the country later."

"This"

Azu frowned when he heard this, realized the seriousness of the matter, and tried hard to recall:

"We met in an extreme sports club. When we played together, we didn't ask so many questions, so we just played together."

"I only know that he used to be a member of the Marine Corps. He is very skilled, and he is not short of money at all. His shots are as generous as mine."

"Not short of money?"

Zhong Wenze shook his head when he heard the words: "That's right, he should also come from a wealthy businessman's family."

"I don't know."

Azu shook his head: "He never said it, and he never mentioned it."

immediately.

Both of them fell silent, each silently smoking a cigarette.

a while.

Zhong Wenze spoke again: "Which country does he belong to, the Marine Corps?"

"Um"

Azu pondered for a while, and thought for a while: "It seems to be from the United States. I heard him call before, and he speaks a fluent American accent."

Paused.

He added again: "The translation of the popular English name seems to be Jerry."

"okay, I get it."

Zhong Wenze's eyes lit up, he pinched the cigarette in his hand, and had an idea in his mind.

Hot should be the son of a wealthy businessman on Hong Kong Island. The child was born in the United States, and he took on the identity of the United States, where he grew up.

This routine is routine operation.

Hereafter.

There are also many people who do this. They make a lot of money in China, but their family members arrange to transfer their identities abroad.

at the moment.

To break this deadlock, the only way to do investigations on the popular identity is to see if any breakthroughs can be found.

Immediately.

Zhong Wenze drove back and found Ma Keli: "Brother Ma, please contact your brother Jian, I have a very important matter for him to help."

Ah Jian is in the United States, which happens to be useful.

"safe."

As soon as Mark Li saw Zhong Wenze's serious face, he didn't joke with him, and immediately contacted Ah Jian, and after a few words, he handed the call to Zhong Wenze.

Zhong Wenze has already organized the language, and pointed out the main points in a concise manner:

Appoint Jian to help him investigate Hot (Jerry) in the United States, and he can ask Sergeant Pete for help.

When Zhong Wenze went to the United States last time, he gave Pete a big credit.

This kind of person is a serious black policeman, and he will help out when he is given money.

Send him some money and ask him to help with the investigation, he should still be very happy.

"Ajian, please take full responsibility for this matter."

Zhong Wenze made a final order to Ah Jian, specifying: "The funds are fully managed, and I only want speed, and the faster the better."

"rest assured."

Ah Jian nodded and agreed: "Wait for my good news."

Done.

The two hung up the phone.

"Bye?"

Mark Li was still waiting by the side, looking at Zhong Wenze who hung up the phone: "Ah Jian has nothing to say to me?"

Zhong Wenze shrugged and spread his hands.

"Push the street."

Ma Keli left cursing: "My brother is too humble."

"Ha ha."

Zhong Wenze shook his head with a smile, and continued to sort out the clues of the case in his hand.

(End of this chapter)