Hong Kong Movie: Pretty Boy and Bad Guy

Chapter 287

That day, it was [-]pm on Hong Kong Island.

In the interrogation room, Dong Yi stared at a pair of dead fish eyes, yawned, and looked at the person across the table who was spitting out lotus flowers.

The chirping, quacking and croaking sounds were endless, and Dong Yi raised his hand to interrupt: "It's okay, it's okay!

What are you talking about with me?
What kind of painter, what kind of first love lover, how did you embark on this criminal path, how did the painter go crazy!
My ears are numb from hearing it! "

The man named Li Wen on the opposite side seemed to have been wronged by the sky, his neck was bulging, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were filled with tears: "What I said is true, the painter asked me to do everything, he must have done it." Will come to kill me, you police must protect me!"

Dong Yi sneered: "Hehe...

Do you think you are the only smart person in this world, and everyone else is a big sand sculpture?

Although your story is good, but others can't detect any loopholes, but I can expose your lies without hesitation! "

Dong Yi immediately took out a photo taken on the basement floor of the printing factory, threw it on the table, and tapped his finger on the table: "Look for yourself, this is a photo taken by our police on the spot.

You said that the acid-free paper was bought from the leftover paper from the post office printing the Yellow Pages in the name of charity with the artist taking you to the United States? ! ! "

Dong Yi shook his head and sneered: "We found five hundred tons of paper from the scene!
500 tons of acid-free paper...

A dollar of $100 weighs close to one gram, so let's count it as one gram.

那么500吨纸，就是500X1000X1000X100刀。

That's $500 billion in counterfeit bills.

Considering the loss during the manufacturing process, let’s multiply by 0.8, which is 400 billion knives!
What is the concept of 400 billion knives? ! !
Now in 1988, China's total import and export volume per month is only a few billion dollars, and the personal assets of the world's richest man, Yoshiaki Tsutsumi, are only over 200 billion dollars.

In other words, the counterfeit banknotes produced by your team are close to the gross national product of New Zealand.

So the question is, who is the buyer of so many counterfeit banknotes?

Who can afford it?
Where are they going to spend it?
You keep saying that the few foreign buyers that the painter contacted, in my opinion, it is impossible for them all to eat these counterfeit banknotes.

oh?A few people can transfer hundreds of tons of counterfeit banknotes by carrying boxes. Even if they can buy them, how do they spend them?

So the buyers in your bullshit are just a cover! "

Speaking of this, Dong Yi sneered, looked at Li Wen with meaningful eyes, and said quietly: "I'm afraid, the real big buyer is someone else..."

After finishing speaking, the corners of Dong Yi's mouth turned up: "Okay, let's not talk about these for now!

Regarding the tens of billions of dollars in counterfeit banknotes, you said that the Canadian side seemed to have noticed something and sent people over to investigate. I was wondering why the Americans didn't respond?

Also in the story, the painter you mentioned brought a team of three or two big cats and kittens, and directly bloodbathed the territory of a general in Thailand. Afterwards, all the members survived?
After bloodbathing the general's territory, he swaggered and rested in the Golden Triangle for a whole year?

A team that has mastered the technology of making counterfeit banknotes and all members are injured is a big piece of fat. The Golden Triangle is a den of dragons and tigers. Will other forces be greedy? "

Dong Yi shrugged: "That's all I can say, it's useless to say more!"

Then he clapped his hands, and after two snaps, Ade pushed open the door of the interrogation room and looked at Dong Yi: "Sir Dong, how are you?"

"Alas... I can't help it. Some people are so self-righteous that they bring people in just to make them give up!"

Hearing this, Ade nodded, then closed the door and left. Dong Yi looked at Li Wen. At this time, Li Wen looked like he had been wronged. He sat on the seat and raised his head and closed his eyes. man of.

Muttering in his mouth: "I can't help it, I've said everything I should say, maybe the painter's life should not die, I didn't expect that in the end, he still won!"

Dong Yi rolled his eyes and complained in his heart, it's a pity that this guy is not an actor. If he hadn't recognized this person as a familiar face after rushing into the printing factory, Dong Yi might have looked like the policeman in the original storyline. I still believed this man’s lies!

In the original storyline, Li Wen was arrested in 90. This time because of Dong Yi's intrusion, the guy was arrested a year early.

Dong Yi never thought that this guy was behind Wang Dongyuan!

Fortunately, the movie about the counterfeit banknote case in the previous life was a rare masterpiece, especially the Hong Kong Island movies. Dong Yi has watched it and was impressed, otherwise he might be fooled by Li Wen's superb acting skills!

beep, beep...

When there was a knock on the door, Dong Yi got up immediately and opened the door of the interrogation room himself.

Ade pushed a wheelchair and brought a person into the room. Dong Yi pouted at Li Wen and asked slowly, "Mr. Li, take a look, do you recognize this person?"

Li Wen looked at the person in the wheelchair in front of him. This person was wearing sunglasses and a mask, making it impossible to see. He subconsciously shook his head.

Dong Yi immediately ordered the person in the wheelchair: "Take off the mask and sunglasses!"

Hearing this, the man slowly took off his sunglasses and wiped off his mask.

Li Wen, who was originally puzzled, turned from bewildered at the beginning to surprised to unbelievable. He was in a daze, and subconsciously murmured: "You? Didn't die?!"

Wang Dongyuan, with a pale complexion, said slowly, "Don't come here without any problems, Mr. Li. When Mr. Li brought you back from abroad, I never knew that he had a son who was abroad. It was so hard for him to hide it from me!

I always thought it was his daughter that he hid abroad. After all, he often mailed things that women like to foreign countries.

It seems that I made a mistake. He raised a good son. You are more ruthless than your father. You are really like a tiger with no son.

I'm sorry I'm still alive, how dare this old bone go before you, thank you for everything you have done for me! "

Dong Yi looked at Li Wen again, and said coldly: "Mr. Li, oh...no!

It should be Mr. Painter, your story is very exciting, what kind of counterfeit money do you want me to tell you!

It would be great to just change careers and become a screenwriter. Let me think about it, the so-called painter should be created by combining your father and your own experience!
By the way, there is another girlfriend in your story, who is an internationally renowned painter.

Let me tell you, if she dares to come to us to bail you out, I will directly order someone to take her down!
Even if she has a letter of recommendation from a celebrity, I will not hesitate to let her go to court with you. After all, those celebrities and dignitaries don't know what kind of dirty things they have with you in private! "

"call……"

Li Wen breathed a sigh of relief and smiled to himself. The person who was originally submissive and pedantic suddenly changed his temperament.

His eyes were condensed, and he looked at Dong Yi with dark eyes, scrutinized him carefully, and then nodded: "I thought you were just an ordinary poor guy, it seems that I underestimated you!
But you little policeman, do you know who you are against?
Just relying on you, to be honest, even if I were put in court, I would still come out grandiosely!
You are such a small character who receives a salary for a month, and the Queen of England is here, and she will treat me respectfully as a guest of honor!

The old guy Wang Dongyuan is still alive, which indeed gave me a lot of surprises, but not to mention him, even the British Hong Kong government would not dare to do anything to me.

You are very smart, but unfortunately I am really not a painter. It is true that there are many lies in the story I just told, but I am not a painter, and I did not lie to you on this one! "

When Dong Yi heard this, he rushed to Ade beside him and ordered: "Take Mr. Wang out first, I have something to say to Mr. Li!"

(End of this chapter)