Hong Kong Comprehensive: Cao Dahua is undercover by my side

Chapter 67 Silver Snake and Lu Qichang
Liu Jianming, who rode away on a motorcycle, returned home, covering his face and crying bitterly.

Suddenly he raised his head, and after many years of undercover experience, he felt that the layout of the house was different.

Photo…

The photos at home had been moved, and the moment he took the photos down, a note floated down.

A note cut from a newspaper reads: I've been watching you.

Liu Jianming slumped on the sofa, clutching his hair and howling loudly.

Hell reappears again...

...

The scene of Ni Yongxiao's death was actually witnessed by Lin Zishe. He leaned on the car door on the opposite side of the street and looked at the entrance of the police station.

Lu Qichang saw Lin Zishe, and Lin Zishe waved to him with a smile,

Lu Qichang narrowed his eyes, which made him suspect that it was Lin Zishe who did it.

But Lin Zishe is not a fool, he did this and showed up at the scene, deliberately attracting people's attention.

Lin Zishe turned his head towards Lu Qichang, which was to say: Do you want to talk to me?

Lu Qichang looked at the chaotic environment at the scene, and he looked at Lin Zishe again.

Lin Zishe leaned against the car door and looked at him with a smile.

Lu Qichang pursed his lips and walked towards Linzishe.

Lin Zishe opened the door and took out a bag from inside, turned around and walked towards the park behind him.

Lin Zishe sat on the chair next to the old man Kangle in the park, and Lu Qichang sat beside him,
"Lu sir."

Lu Qichang couldn't understand Lin Zishe, so he asked straightforwardly,
"Lin Sheng, what's the matter?"

"You are admiring your masterpiece at the scene, are you going to show it off to me?"

Lin Zishe took out two cups of milk tea from the bag, he shook them and handed them to Lu Qichang,
"Lu sir, you can try the products from my new store. In the future, you can order the milk tea from my store. There just happens to be a shop not far from here."

Lu Qichang took the milk tea from Lin Zishe's hand, picked it up and took a look, only to see some round black balls inside.
"Lin Sheng, you didn't come to me just for sales, did you?"

"Lu sir, you didn't come here just to see my pretty boy, did you?"

Lin Zishe handed Lu Qichang the straw, and he snapped it into the milk tea in Lu Qichang's hand.

"Snapped!"

Lu Qichang was startled by the sudden voice, Lin Zishe looked at Lu Qichang with a mischievous smile.

Lin Zishe took the cup from Lu Qichang's hand, and he drank it straight away.

"Lu sir, if you want, you can insert the straw yourself."

"I don't drink drinks of unknown origin. When I was young, policemen on TV taught me not to drink drinks from strangers."

Lin Zishe pursed his lips, and he spread his hands,
"Do you want to know the inside story? Drink milk tea if you want to know the inside story."

"... "

Lu Qichang couldn't understand Lin Zishe more and more, but he could feel Lin Zishe's friendliness.

He plugged in another cup of milk tea and took a sip. He tasted pearls in his mouth. The taste of pearls was Q-bomb, and the milk tea was sweeter and suitable for young people.

Lin Zishe glanced at Lu Qichang,

"Luo Ji is undercover."

"... "

Lu Qichang turned his head away, he squinted at Lin Zishe.

Lin Zishe gave him a smile,
"Relax, I recognized him at the first sight, and I think Ah Xiao should have recognized him too. If the gunman didn't show up, Luo Ji might have died."

Lu Qichang didn't dare to continue following Lin Zishe's topic,
"You found the shooter?"

Lin Zishe frowned, his puzzled face seemed to say: What question are you asking?
"Do you think so?"

"Do you feel a little familiar with the shooter's movements and shooting positions?"

Lu Qichang rolled his eyes and tilted his head slightly, lost in thought,
Because he was worried that Chen Yongren and Luo Ji unconsciously followed to the gate of the police station, and he also saw the whole process.

The shooter's shooting movements and shooting positions were obviously trained by the police.

Lin Zishe looked at Lu Qichang's pensive look, he raised an index finger,
"Lu sir, you are thinking about a question."

"Could the shooter be the one who killed Ni Kun four years ago?"

Lu Qichang narrowed his eyes. If he wanted to find someone from within the Ni family to kill Ni Yongxiao, Han Chen would not, and the four leaders would not dare.

Only Han Chen's wife Mary can do it. Mary killed Ni Yongxiao's father Ni Kun 4 years ago.

The style of the gunman is indeed very similar to the gunman 4 years ago, and his body shape is also very similar to that described in the case.

Lu Qichang has been staring at the Ni family for many years, and the files and information he has checked are as high as mountains.

Luo Ji has been undercover for 7 years, and Chen Yongren has only been undercover for 4 years. It can be proved that he targeted the Ni family earlier than Huang Zhicheng.

Lu Qichang naturally knew that there was still a scene of Ni Kun's death. Ni Kun was killed by multiple gunshots, but this time Ni Yongxiao was killed by one shot.

4 years ago there was no professional training, 4 years later it was professionally trained...

Lu Qichang's pupils dilated, and he came to a terrible conclusion.

"The police station has undercover agents!"

"Bingo~"

Lin Zishe snapped his fingers crisply, he smiled and said to Lu Qichang,
"Hey, you said that chatting with me this time, is there a big harvest?"

"Achieve a lot."

Lu Qichang narrowed his eyes, he really couldn't figure out what was going on in Lin Zishe's mind,
"But I want to ask why?"

"Police and civilian cooperation."

Lin Zishe replied perfunctorily, he pouted at Lu Qichang's milk tea,
Lu Qichang looked at the milk tea suspiciously, only then did he realize what Lin Zishe meant, Lu Qichang bit the straw and took a big gulp.

Lin Zishe nodded in satisfaction, and asked Lu Qichang,

"Lu sir, I have become the talker, you should have read the information, you should know what I hate?
"Product D."

Lin Zishe snapped his fingers, and he said to Lu Qichang meaningfully,

"Bingo~"

"Even if you knew it, you wouldn't have thought of it."

"Sometimes the truth is more magical than you think."

When Lu Qichang heard Lin Zishe's words, he was stunned in astonishment. The truth is really magical, because...
Lin Zishe smiled and said to Lu Qichang,
"What you are facing is the cold information. Is it really possible for you to understand me based on the information?"

"You don't even know your subordinate Huang Zhicheng who you get along with day and night, let alone me in the information."

"I've seen the police beat an autistic peddler living under the association to get materials. The peddler and her girlfriend were almost killed by the police."

"What is black? And what is white?"

"The world is not black and white, Sir Lu."

Lu Qichang stroked his forehead with his hands and looked down at the park floor. He raised his head and the doubts in his heart were like fog that couldn't go away.

"why?"

Lin Zishe pouted at the milk tea in Lu Qichang's hand.

Lu Qichang picked up the milk tea and drank it down. The milk tea had bottomed out, only the pearls remained.

Lin Zishe showed Lu Qichang a mischievous smile, he stood up and patted Lu Qichang's shoulder,

"Lu sir, leave me a call."

Seeing Lin Zishe's mischievous smile, Lu Qichang knew that Lin Zishe was just coaxing him to drink milk tea,
"What? You want me to be a black policeman?"

"Good citizens provide clues."

Lu Qichang laughed, tore off a page from the notebook on his chest, wrote down the number and gave it to Lin Zishe,

Lin Zishe left a back view for Lu Qichang,
"The peddler's girlfriend doesn't have an ID card, so help her get an ID card, and take it as compensation for suffering."

Lu Qichang looked at Lin Zishe's back, he thought Lin Zishe was very interesting.

He shouted at Lin Zishe's back,

"What role do you play in Ni Yongxiao's matter, if you tell me, I will help you!"

"Lu sir, I am fueling the flames~"

During this conversation between Lu Qichang and Lin Zishe, his mood relaxed a lot. It's not that the case has a direction, but...

...

Huang Zhicheng picked up the phone and called Mary, but no one answered, and when he called Han Chen, no one answered.

With trembling lips and curved corners of his mouth, he lay on the table and wept silently.

I was wrong…

(End of this chapter)