Chusan's Liuyi Children's Day

The master held a piece of information paper between his fingers, jumped out of the car, and ran into Master Qiao's villa.Ignoring the bodyguards and servants who greeted him, he rushed to the second floor with his old arms and legs, and ran to Master Qiao's bedroom in a short while.He knocked on the door hastily, and Master Qiao's lazy voice came from inside, "Who is it?"

"I!"

"come in."

The master pushed the door open and walked in. As soon as he stepped in, he said "Hey!" and turned his head away!The big bed was full of flesh, and Master Qiao's sagging stomach was pressed with a small white buttock. The scene was simply unsightly.

"Boss, why did you bring it home?!" The master's heart was as bitter as coptis.

The youthful, handsome little Sammy climbed on Master Qiao like a white gecko.Compared to the flamboyant and playful Sanmei Lai before, he looked so pure and sensible. He immediately pulled up the quilt to cover his head, and shyly shrank into Master Qiao's arms.

Master Qiao lovingly stroked his little head through the quilt, "Tell me what you want."

The master stood far away in disgust, and waved the information in his hand.Master Qiao sighed, patted Sammy to signal him to go out first, "My master, dear, why are you so jealous?"

"My big brother! You don't want this baby or that baby, they are not fuel-efficient lamps! Take a look!" The master hurriedly pointed the information in front of his eyes, "This is the one I met at the charity party that day. Your big boy, He Chusan, was the one who fought! He was not a poor boy who was eating and drinking, but an agent of Lian Kee! The two of them were talking secretly in the corner that day, and as soon as I passed by, they started fighting ! There must be a ghost in it!"

Master Qiao took the information and glanced at it. Apart from his name and professional experience, there was also a photo of Lu Guangming: a young and handsome face with crescent eyes, which was quite cunning and cute.Tut tut, what a pity!

"That's all?" he asked the master.

"Isn't that big enough?!"

"Oh, my master," Master Qiao embraced him with one arm, "can you take a rest for your aging heart, don't be so supernatural? Why can't other consultants think of what you want? He The identity of this person has been found out a long time ago! The night before yesterday, he was quietly given to..." He made a gesture of raising a knife with his hand.

"Did he tell you?" the master asked suspiciously, "Does he have the guts to kill Lianji?"

"Killing who is not killing? This Lianji boy must be killed. He found out about the red envelopes we gave to the detectives before, and then started to investigate the account made by Advisor He. If he continues to investigate, maybe he will find out the boss. The shopkeeper is on his head."

"Did you see Consultant He kill someone with your own eyes?" The master was still suspicious.

"Yesterday Kevin sent over a photo of a dead person."

"Where's the photo?"

"Kevin burned on the spot! What are you keeping it for? Wait for the messenger to check on you?"

The master wrinkled his face, and always felt that this matter was even more wrong——He Chusan was so ruthless and impeccable in his work, how could he spare Xia Liuyi's life in the first place, and got himself stabbed twice?Could it be that homosexuals are full of love like Joe, and are easily confused by the beauty of men?And this Kevin, who was obviously confused by He Chusan, where is his heart heading?

The master was kicked out of the door impatiently by Mr. Qiao, and got into the car very sluggishly.It had been raining continuously for the past two days, and it finally cleared up today. At this time, it was late spring and early summer, and the sun was shining brightly, but his heart was heavy and depressed.

……

At the same time, He Chusan, dressed in a plain black suit and a pair of sunglasses, stepped off the small ferry parked at the pier of Tai O Island.The agent of the old shopkeeper was waiting for him alone on the pier. Contrary to his elegant demeanor in the underground tea room before, he was wearing ordinary cloth shirt and trousers today, looking no different from the residents of the island.

The strong smell of the sea came oncoming, and the two walked on the dilapidated gray and crumbling wooden bridge one after the other, and there was a crunching sound from the soles of their feet.On both sides of the narrow seaway are old and narrow sea shacks. The wooden shacks are supported by wooden piles deep into the water. The wooden piles are rotten, and the houses are dilapidated. With wooden boards and colorful colors, it looks poor and complicated.I didn't see any young people along the way. A few old women were washing their clothes in the sea water by the side of the house, and the broken wooden racks beside them were full of dried salted fish.Everything seemed peaceful and desolate.

The agent led He Chusan through bridges and alleys, into the depths of the fishing village, and stopped in front of a small shack that was no different from other houses.When He Chusan saw a few men dressed as islanders but muscular and suspected of being bodyguards standing in front of and behind the house, his heart shivered, knowing that this was the place.

The bodyguard checked him from start to finish and let him go.He Chusan walked into the room alone, and glanced at the incense burner enshrined in the outer hall. There was a black and white photo of a woman vaguely placed on the altar, which could not be seen clearly in the smoke.He walked around the altar, walked through the empty inner room, and walked to the wooden platform facing the sea.

A man dressed plainly, with his back to him, was sitting on a small wooden chair, fishing.Hearing the sound of his approaching and stopping footsteps, the man made a majestic and calm voice, "Sit down."

He Chusan sat down on another small chair beside him.

"Ever been here?"

"I haven't been here."

The man stared intently at the buoy on the water, the profile of his face was as hard as a chisel. "This place used to be called 'Danjia Village', and these fishermen were called 'Danmin'. During the four or several years of war, many refugees fled to this island. They had nowhere to go, no houses to live in, and they lived in the water. , Live on a boat. I was born on such a dirty and broken boat. My childhood dream was to leave here. When I was 14 years old, I rowed a small wooden boat and wanted to row from here to Hong Kong Island. I rowed for a long time , From day to night, I can't tell the direction at night, surrounded by dark sea water, I can only continue to paddle, either paddle to land, or die in the sea. I rowed for two days and two nights, and on the morning of the third day, The boat leaked and sank, I swam desperately and finally reached Hong Kong Island."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at He Chusan.

He Chusan couldn't help trembling all over his body as if electrified - he felt the bloodthirsty killing intent like a tiger's eyes!Those are eyes that have devoured flesh and blood and torn people's hearts apart. They are definitely not something that an agent pretending to be profound and elegant can pretend to be!And he clearly recognized that the other party was none other than Xie Yingjie, the highest Chinese officer in the police circle and the Deputy Commissioner of Police at that time!

Xie Yingjie saw the shock and fear in his eyes. "Can you swim?"

"will not."

"What would you do if the ship sank?"

"If I can get on your boat, I know it won't sink."

Xie Yingjie turned his head and looked at the slightly trembling fishing line buoy. "Oh! A young man who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the vastness of the sea." He raised his hand and lifted the fishing rod heavily, and a big fish leaped out of the water!

"Tell me about your plan."