Evil and punishment [criminal investigation]

What Shen Chengwen was talking about was an address, which was located at the junction of Nanqing District and neighboring provinces.

It was just right for him to find out in his current outfit, so he sent the address to Nie Cheng, and Nie Cheng called immediately:

"What do you mean, you found Zhao Xueyi?"

"No, I'm sending you a voice message. This is the address I asked from Shen Chengwen. It's the place where rich kids often gamble."

"Underground boxing ring?"

"It's not good, I'll go and have a look first."

"This address is only specific to the town. Is it reliable? Is it okay for you to go there rashly?"

"Shen Chengwen heard about it by accident while chatting at a business gathering, and more than one person mentioned it. The name of the town was guessed by him based on the locations of the gas station, service station, and artificial lake mentioned during the chat. I think he is very concerned about this matter. After thinking about it, it should be reliable. I will go and have a look first, and take no action."

"I'll ask the SWAT team to pick you up."

"Not yet, it's easy to startle the snake, wait for my news."

"Okay, you pay attention to safety, the injury is not healed yet, don't be brave."

"know."

After hanging up the phone, he had already driven onto the highway, followed the navigation guidance, and two hours later he arrived at the Bahu Town that Shen Chengwen mentioned.

Compared with the city center, the construction of Bahu Town is like two cities. The houses on both sides of the road are low, and the shops on the ground floor are all small stores. The plaques vary in size and variety.

He slowly drove around the town and found nothing unusual. He stayed in the only decent hotel in the town.

The boss chatted and asked him why he came. He said that his college classmate was from the town and invited me to play after returning from studying abroad. Unexpectedly, the classmate’s plane was delayed and he would not be able to come back until tomorrow. He arrived early and was too embarrassed to bother his parents.

The boss said that it seems that your classmate's family is in good condition, and he can still study abroad.

Jiang Zhun chatted nonchalantly, which is pretty good. There are villas and houses in the city, so I don’t know why he didn’t make an appointment with his hometown.

As he was speaking, a buzzer sounded at the door of the hotel, and a bright yellow sports car sped past.

Jiang Zhun was stunned for a second, he thought he was dazzled, but the next second a blue sports car followed closely behind and passed by the door.

Seeing his stunned look, the boss laughed, with a little complacency in his tone, "Didn't expect that we also have luxury cars in this small place."

Jiang Zhun nodded and asked tentatively, "Who are they?"

"I don't know who they are, but every Friday we police come to rich people. You see, today is Friday."

"Where are they going?"

"There is a Zhuangzi on the road next to the mountain. Let's go to the party there. I'm tired of staying in the city. It's understandable to come to play in the mountains and rivers. Hey, does your friend want to take you somewhere?"

"possible."

"Then don't rush in by yourself, wait for him to come and talk about it."

"Well, I'm going to have a meal first."

The boss enthusiastically recommended several good restaurants. Jiang Zhun thanked him, went out to drive, and drove in the direction of the two sports cars to the road that the boss had mentioned.

After leaving the town and driving east for 10 minutes, Jiang Zhun parked the car on the side road and used a binoculars to observe the illuminated villa on the roadside from a distance.

The innkeeper's so-called Zhuangzi is actually a four-story villa built on the mountainside. It looks very low-key, but the floor area, number of floors, and garden lawn can all be seen as luxurious.

As the sky darkened, the lights in the villa became brighter and brighter, as if a pure land of civilization had been opened up in the dark mountains.

Jiang Zhun took a few photos, and then the binoculars kept staring at the door. Some of the passing vehicles looked like sports cars that were flamboyant just now, and some were just ordinary black cars, but according to his observations, the prices of these cars were all above one million.

He had already recognized five well-known entrepreneurs in the city, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and he saw a few people he didn't dare to identify easily.

Jiang Zhun knew that what was discovered this time was serious, but these people were basically around 50 years old, which did not fit Qiao Dun's description of the spectators in the underground boxing arena.

He didn't want to leave easily.

At this time, three sports cars whizzed by in front of the villa, drove to the end of the road, circled the hill, and were out of sight.

What's on the other side of the mountain?

Jiang Zhun called up the map, but he couldn't find the building sign, but the road is a circle, and it can indeed lead to the other side.

He closed the map, hesitating whether to send the photos of the villa to Nie Cheng first, but then he thought that if something happened to him and he couldn't tell him face to face, then Nie Cheng had better not go into this muddy water, at least not now Just let him worry.

He drove to the opposite side of the mountain, turned left at an intersection in front of the brightly lit villa and turned to the back mountain. After 5 minutes, he found an open space with various vehicles parked and a shed.

There are eight eye-catching sports cars in the open space, and the rest are assorted, including ordinary cars, vans and even small pickups.

The shed is a wooden house with only one floor, the size of a basketball court, not like a place that can accommodate so many people.

He found an open space to park, and walked towards the entrance alone. He could faintly hear the noise inside when he was three or five steps away.

No one stood guard at the gate or bought tickets, but a small group of people were discussing who would be the best and how to bet.

Jiang Zhun couldn't help raising his eyebrows, he found the right place.

What surprised him was that the right hand side of the door was empty, with benches and two tables piled up. He looked again and found the stairs leading to the ground surrounded by wooden piles. It turned out to be an "underground" boxing ring.

On the left is a small shop, which mainly sells tobacco, alcohol and beverages.

Thanks to the specially changed card playing outfit, although Jiang Zhun was noticed when he came in as a fresh face, he was not blocked or aroused suspicion.

Spending a little money would make him feel more integrated, so he bought a bottle of beer at a small shop, and the boss helped him uncap the bottle. He turned around and took two sips first, letting himself relax and looking more casual.

He staggered down the stairs, and the underground cheers almost broke through the ground, no less than the deafening music in the Xijia clubhouse.

Why do humans like to be noisy?Jiang Zhun was puzzled.

This is a circular venue with a ring in the middle, with the ring as the center, surrounded by five or six rows of people, and a table for two is set up in the corner facing the stairs, selling red and blue tickets, which are betting tickets.There are three doors around the earthen wall. According to the location and the people entering and exiting, there are two lounges and an office.

Jiang Zhun found a bench in the last row and sat down. It just so happened that after a game on the stage, the cheers reached their peak and then gradually fell down.Two scarred boxers were carried out of the ring from different directions. Jiang Zhun took a closer look. They were both thirteen or fourteen-year-olds.

The boy with the red belt lost consciousness and hung on the shoulders of the staff, like a small animal being hunted; the boy with the blue belt won the game, with joy in his eyes, but a distorted smile on his bruised cheeks.

The second match didn't start until 15 minutes later, and the people around the ring spread like an ebb tide to the entire venue.

Sitting next to Jiang Zhun was a young man facing the opposite direction to him. He looked to be in his early 20s, thin, with pink and orange mohawk haircut, and a large tattoo on his arm around his neck. He was spitting and analyzing the two The strength of the boxer.

"Don't mention those two brats, think about the next game, Lei Lei or Heng Chuan, which one do you prefer?" His companion said.

"Mine, isn't he in Zhao Xueyi's team? That Heng Chuan fights alone, that's enough." Moxigan said.

Jiang Zhun turned the wine bottle in his hand, thinking that he was lucky to hear about Zhao Xueyi so soon.

"I heard that something happened to him recently. A younger brother was arrested. Will it affect the status of the people below?"

"No way, Zhao Xueyi's grandson has gotten into too many troubles. Didn't the serial murder case in the next province four years ago do nothing to him?"

"Then land mines?"

"Mine mines mines."

Four or five people coaxed to buy bets. As soon as they walked, there were not many people sitting on the stools. Jiang Zhun didn't want to look too conspicuous, so he got up and went to the ground to smoke.

After he left, two people stood up in the closest row across the ring.

"A raw face."

"Damn it, I smell like a sliver."

"Fuck him?"

"Tie it up and ask."

One of the two men had a fierce look in his eyes, a scar on his chin, and a murderous look while panting, while the other had a cunning expression, staring closely at Jiang Zhun's back.

After discussing, they explained to the younger brother next to them, and turned around and entered the office by themselves.The office has a back door, directly connected to the back yard, where their cars are parked.

On the other side, Jiang Zhun had a new idea when he left the ring and went up to the first floor, smoking while standing at the door.

Since it was confirmed that Zhao Xueyi's person would be the next one, even if he didn't come in person, he was already very close to him, and it was a good opportunity to arrest him.

He stubbed out the cigarette butt and walked to his parking space. He wanted to contact Nie Cheng and ask for help.

Just as he walked to the edge of the parking lot, two people on one side, a total of four people gathered towards him.

Jiang Zhun looked at the shadow on the ground, his eyes swept left and right, without turning his head, until the four surrounded him, clearly provocative, he frowned, "What's going on?"

The other party didn't say a word, just came up with a punch.

Jiang Zhun easily dodged, still holding a glimmer of hope not to tear his face, "Is there any misunderstanding?"

The person standing behind him on the left kicked him behind the knee. Once the kick hit Jiang Zhun, he couldn't stand up.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Zhun turned sideways to dodge, and elbowed the faces of the two people behind him with his backhand. The two people held their noses and took two steps back, while the other two punched and kicked.

Now that he has done something, there is no need to deliberately keep a low profile, and he can let go of his hands and feet, but his injury is still a problem, and it needs to be resolved quickly.

Jiang Zhun's goal is very clear. It is meaningless to win. He can't catch so many people by himself. They can run away like a monk, and the huts and villas are here to prove it.

He rushed to attack two people, and the other two took the opportunity to throw sticks from their sleeves and swung them down.Jiang Zhun raised his arms to resist, and at the same time kicked one person away, and knocked the other away with his body and ran towards the car.

There was a lot of movement here, and all the people smoking and hanging out outside the shed noticed, and the first person who was hit on the nose by Jiang Zhun yelled at them, and these people threw down the cigarettes and alcohol in their hands and rushed over to Jiang Zhun.

He was about to open the car door when he was suddenly hugged by the waist and dragged away from the car door.

One, two, three, more and more people gathered, there were four or five in front of them, and four or five behind them.Jiang Zhun's two fists were no match for four hands, and the injury on his leg was aching.