Rebirth: My 80s

It was early in the morning, and the Central business district was quiet at night. A golden car with silver thorns crossed the street and drove towards the northwest corner of Hong Kong Island.

From the air outlet of the air conditioner in the car, a salty smell gradually came out, getting stronger and stronger, and the faint sound of waves crashing against the rocks could be heard in my ears.

The road at the freight terminal was dirty and wet. Silver Thorn turned a corner and drove parallel to the coastline, splashing a lot of sewage. After passing three large warehouses, it stopped in front of the fourth warehouse.

A sturdy young man got out of the driver's seat and quickly opened the rear door. A tall young man wearing a flamboyant black hat and a woolen coat of the same color stepped out.

The rusty door of the warehouse is closed, but there is a small door in the lower right corner that is not completely closed.

The tall young man walked forward, but before he could get close, the small iron door creaked open, and dim light leaked out from the warehouse.

"Boss Li!" The person who opened the door bowed and made an invitation gesture.

Following him, a group of three tall young men made their way through the warehouse filled with containers until they came to a relatively open place.

There was a small round table with some cooked food on it and some empty or half-drank wine bottles.

Seeing the person coming, several people sitting around the round table quickly stood up to greet him.

"Injured?" Li Jiankun looked at them and smelled the smell of blood on the tip of his nose. Some of them had gauze wrapped around their bodies.

"It's a small matter. It's easy to talk about it here in Hong Kong City. After all, Nanyang is not our territory. The man named Chen has a manor in his hometown. There are many bodyguards in it and it is heavily guarded."

Abao replied with a smile, paused, and continued: "I followed your instructions and did not harm his family. There was a very hidden safe in the house, and I forced his wife to open it."

Ah Bao waved his hand when he said this, and a person next to him picked up a black briefcase from the ground, opened the zipper, and filled it with documents.

Li Jiankun glanced at it, ignored it, and asked, "Have you lost any brothers?"

"Two brothers stayed over there."

Li Jiankun was silent for a while and tilted his head slightly. Zhang Gui walked forward and handed a silver-white suitcase to Abao.

Abao didn't pick it up: "I gave you enough before."

"Take it and settle down their families." Li Jiankun said.

Abao hesitated for a moment, then took the suitcase, felt the weight, and said in surprise: "This... is too much..."

Li Jiankun raised his hand to stop what he was saying, and then took the black briefcase from the other person's hand.

He thought, there really is!

These clues were hidden in Chen Qingsong's hometown in Nanyang. Several of Chen Qingsong's lairs in the port city were brutally raided by people in the Walled City, and not even a piece of relevant paper was found.

Chen Qingsong's manor in his hometown in Nanyang is still extremely hidden. In a small town, if it weren't for the clues provided by Zhan Peizhong, even sending a large army to search it would be useless.

Li Jiankun took out a document from his briefcase, looked down at it, and frowned slightly as he looked at it. After a while, he put away the documents and said to Abao and others: "Thank you for your hard work."

Then he left with his wealthy brothers.

Ah Bao and others bowed to see each other off. After the three figures disappeared, the other people beside Ah Bao stared directly at the silver-white suitcase, with excitement on their faces.

"Boss, let's see how much it is?" someone suggested, and was echoed by others.

"A lot." Abao said.

"Look, I'm addicted to it."

Abao pushed the things on the side of the small round table with one hand, and the wine bottle fell to the concrete floor with a thumping sound. Then he placed the silver-white suitcase on the table, clicked twice, and opened the lid.

"hiss--"

Looking at the neatly stacked banknotes inside, everyone gasped.

“How generous!”

"It has to be Boss Li. Whatever happens to him, we always take advantage."

"I am happy to work for him!"

Everyone was talking about it. Abao smiled and said, "You know what the point is, right? Think about his identity, but he still treats us as human beings."

This sentence made everyone even more emotional.

Not to mention these wealthy bosses, even ordinary people in Hong Kong City, how many of them treat the people in their Walled City like human beings?

"Damn it, boss, let's kill Chen Qingsong!" someone said with red eyes.

"Yes! If you are tired of living, you dare to attack our boss."

"If there's one, there's two. If the boss doesn't dodge the bullet next time..."

"Grass! Chop it up and feed it to the dogs!"

Abao glanced at them and said, "You think I didn't mention it? Do you know how the boss responded to me?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Abao asked and answered himself, imitating Li Jiankun's tone and said: "Then what is the difference between me and Chen Qingsong?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all showed a look of astonishment, and there was a touch of respect in their hearts.

As for Li Jiankun, Silver Thorn restarted and drove away from the dock. He sat in the back seat with his black briefcase on his legs. He took out the documents inside one by one and read them quickly with the help of the reading light in the back seat. After a while, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Zhang Fu, who was sitting next to him, asked, "What's wrong, boss?"

"Not what I want."

"Ah? Then you... gave them so much money?" Zhang Fu was surprised.

"Two lives are not lives?" Li Jiankun glanced at him.

After Zhang Fu was silent for a while, he said quietly: "They should have thought that sooner or later such a day would come." Finally, he looked at the documents and asked: "Are they of any use?"

"That's not true..."

Li Jiankun picked up the documents again, and browsed them carefully this time. The documents that Chen Qingsong could keep in the heavily guarded manor in Nanyang, his hometown, were certainly not waste paper.

It's just that most of these documents are related to a bank in Nanyang.

A few of them involve port cities.

The person with the biggest title involved was just the director of the commercial department.

Could he be the big backer behind Chen Qingsong?

Far from that ability.

The real clue is still hidden in a more secret place. if so.

However, this lightning attack had already arbitrarily searched all the places that Chen Qingsong knew where secrets might be hidden. If he couldn't find them, Li Jiankun didn't know where to look.

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Kowloon Police Center.

In a quiet negotiation room, there were only two people, Chen Qingsong and his most trusted lawyer named Ye, sitting opposite each other on the rectangular solid wood table.

Both of them leaned forward and talked in lowered voices.

boom!

Chen Qingsong punched the table, furious.

"You don't have to be angry. The other party should show some humanity, otherwise the wife and young lady would be gone." Lawyer Ye said.

Chen Qingsong took a deep breath, calmed down, and asked: "Who did he send? Are they so fierce? Are the bodyguards I hired with a lot of money just for show?"

"People from Kowloon Walled City."

Chen Qingsong: "!!!"

"Boss, I must remind you that if you want to play dirty with him in Hong Kong City, you won't be able to do so," Lawyer Ye said in a serious tone. "If he wants to kill you, if it doesn't make him more powerful, you can't do it in the police force." No one in the bureau is 100% safe.”