I come from the abyss

Li Zan intercepted part of the information he investigated and said: "The Santa Maria Women's Church hides a large number of arms and mercenaries, not just to monitor women and protect customers."

"They will create the last big disturbance?" Huo Wenying guessed.

Li Zan shrugged: "If I'm not mistaken, according to the original plan, the shipment in Zhao Yongjia's hands will be transported to the church, where it is safest. Now the road is watching, and the only place that can swallow this shipment is the church." , but as long as the church moves, it will expose itself, from the dark to the light."

Old man Chen: "Just help them get the goods. The dirty place in the church should also be exposed to the sun. With [-] million goods, there is no guarantee that Heji and the Number Gang will not be tempted. Now you have Huo Wenying to guide the Heji and Number Gang. , but money touches people’s hearts, maybe one day they will suddenly bite you back and jointly embezzle that batch of goods, why don’t you just guide them and other fish and shrimps on the road to focus on breaking the arm of the church first?”

Jiang Heng: "In the past ten years or so, several big trees on which the Number Gang was leaning have fallen, but it is still standing. Last time, they assisted the Thai guys in blackmail, killed Zhao Yongjia and got away with nothing, and their drug supply is also unusual, so I have every reason to speculate that the real boss behind the number gang is 'Mr. Song'."

Huo Wenying agreed with Jiang Heng's guess: "Other gangs in Hong Kong City are desperately trying to clean up their crimes. Even He Ji is trying to develop in the direction of legitimate business. Only the Number Gang doesn't care about names, and is not afraid of the police station's siege. They are confident. I couldn't figure it out at first. It was only later that I figured out that 'Mr. Song' needed a gang that was dark enough and messy enough to help him deal with things that were not convenient for him to come forward."

"For example, nail households, or people who went to the Garden of Eden to make trouble, or people who escaped from the Garden of Eden." Cheng Bei was thoughtful: "You asked me to check the relevant information about the supporters and opponents of land reclamation. Several years of engineering construction and engineering-related cases. It was found that several projects were originally opposed to development, and the opponents died unexpectedly one after another.”

Li Zan's eyebrows jumped: "Can you find out which company is responsible for these projects?"

Cheng Bei: "Let's think about it...it's a real estate company under Zheng Haosi's name. It was able to get better with the support of his brother-in-law's Changhong Real Estate, but in recent years, it fell out with Changhong Real Estate due to those projects."

Li Zan asked: "Zheng Haosi? The main person in charge of the Qingshan Project representing Changhong Real Estate. Did you mean five years ago in recent years?"

Cheng Bei: "The earliest project was four years ago."

Li Zan: "The time is right. Zheng Haosi was a member of 'Mr. Song' five years ago. He used Changhong Real Estate to intervene in the Qingshan Project. He failed and was expelled from the core circle of Zhao's industry. He returned to his own small company and was ' Mr. Song's single-handed support, thus taking away the meat in the mouth of Changhong Real Estate. So, the last time the Qingshan Project was re-tendered, Changhong Real Estate sent the prince to take charge of it personally, not to let him go for gilding, but to have a falling out with Zheng Haosi? "

"Gold-plating is true, and falling out is also true." Jiang Heng said, attracting everyone's attention.

Li Zan: "Speaking of which, you invited Zhao Xi to live in your villa. You had planned it long ago, right?"

Jiang Heng rubbed his nose: "Zheng Haosi fell out with the Zhao family, which is not worth paying attention to in itself, but Zheng Haosi represents the Zheng family, and the Zheng family is really concerned about his elder brother, Councilor Zheng. Councilor Zheng, next term One of the most popular candidates for chief executive. Zhao Changjia did not attack Zheng Haosi, not because of his wife's face, but because he was afraid of Mr. Zheng."

It can make Zhao Changjia, one of the four great masters in Hong Kong City, afraid, which shows that Mr. Zheng is a capable person.

"By the way, Mr. Zheng is a loyal supporter of the land reclamation bill."

"The rings are intertwined!" Li Zan sighed, and fell in Jiang Heng's direction, his shoulder touching Jiang Heng's shoulder: "Zheng Haosi and Mr. Zheng are the most suspected at present. Are they 'Mr. Song' or 'Mr. Song'? Mr. Song' himself?"

Jiang Heng: "Some time ago I sent someone to Jin Xinyue to investigate 'Mr. Song', and the information I sent back mentioned that 'Mr. Song' was of mixed race. Councilor Zheng's grandma is of Portuguese and Spanish descent, so they are also of mixed race."

Huo Wenying and others were stunned when they heard this: "It's really him?!"

Li Zan's intuition was not right: "Did he say that 'Mr. Song' is a mixed race, or did he have some medical proof, or was it seen because of his appearance?"

Jiang Heng laughed when he heard this.

Old Man Chen: "What's the difference?"

Li Zan: "If it is seen because of its appearance, it means that the characteristics of the mixed race are obvious-I remember Zheng Haosi and Mr. Zheng's facial features are soft, if you don't point out their mixed race, I am afraid they will think they are pure Chinese."

Cheng Bei understood instantly: "'Mr. Song' is not Mr. Zheng!"

Li Zan: "But the relationship is very close." He rubbed his fingers: "Why don't we first talk about what 'Mr. Song' will do with the land reclamation bill."

"I'm afraid I'm not as clear as Mr. Jiang from what I found out," Huo Wenying said.

Jiang Heng: "Just say what you want."

Huo Wenying hesitated for a moment and said: "Hong Kong City Capital can't promote the implementation of the bill. They will create conflicts among the people, stir up the topic to the hottest, make the illusion that the bill will be implemented after losing to the Hong Kong government, and finally veto the bill to shake it up." The property market, profit from it, and take advantage of the opportunity to increase housing prices. At present, the four major players should join forces to try to win over Mr. Jiang, but this is the operation of Hong Kong City Capital—”

"Switching to the perspective of 'Mr. Song', he will promote the implementation of the bill and take away the capital invested by the four major players in Hong Kong City."

Li Zan: "How much capital can you take away?"

Huo Wenying: "A conservative estimate is 30 billion."

Li Zan: "Knife?"

Huo Wenying nodded.

Li Zan: "Not much."

Old man Chen, who had never seen so much money in his life, was immediately stunned: "Is this so little?!"

Li Zan shook his head: "For us, it's an astronomical figure. For 'Mr. Song', it probably won't satisfy his appetite."

Lou Ji said that "Mr. Song" has been planning for more than 20 years to make a lot of money by shorting the Hong Kong stock market. Based on his poor understanding of financial knowledge, he only knows that the last time he shorted the Hong Kong stock market happened 20 years ago. $50 billion.

That was 20 years ago in HK, the foreign exchange reserves were close to 1000 billion US dollars, but now the foreign exchange reserves have increased by four or five times, and the appetite of 'Mr. Song' is at least four or five times larger.

"HK's foreign exchange reserves are very high, and it is backed by the mainland. Where did 'Mr. Song' get the capital to sell short? Find another financial crocodile? Or start a war? There are no conditions to start a war." Huo Wenying was deeply confused.

Cheng Bei looked at Li Zan and Jiang Heng: "What do you think?"

Li Zan shrugged: "No guess."

Cheng Bei was stunned.

Jiang Heng pursed his lips and smiled: "What he meant was that instead of speculating on the bad guys' minds here, it is better to find a way to solve the current problem. As for the follow-up conspiracy...just see the tricks."

Cheng Bei: "You guys are really big."

Li Zan clapped his hands to attract attention: "Make a more detailed plan. Cheng Bei and Huo Wenying, you two, continue to keep an eye on the Number Gang, and by the way, Hutchison. Don't let these two clubs mess up the water, just let them fight each other. Uncle Chen Be more troublesome, help keep an eye on the goods in the hands of a few Thais, don’t let the people on the road gather into a rope, let them attract firepower in groups of twos and threes, harass the Thais, and give them a ride when necessary.”

"What do you mean?" Old man Chen crossed his throat with a knife in his palm.

"..." Li Zan: "In a society ruled by law, don't fight and kill. I mean to send them to the church for a smooth connection. If there is no accident, the church should have swallowed the goods."

Old man Chen breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine if you don't kill anyone. Our new record has finally been bleached. If it breaks the law, it will be difficult to go public."

Li Zan: "I have to go to the Garden of Eden."

Jiang Heng: "I'm with you?"

Li Zan: "You help me contact the army."

Jiang Heng raised his eyebrows: "?"

Li Zan: "I want to buy Hong Kong's Red House!"

***

Three days have passed since the last meeting to discuss the plan to deal with 'Mr. Song'.

Three days are enough for any bizarre incident to happen, such as the massive opposition to the land reclamation bill, more and more demonstrations and sit-ins in the city government, and even conflicts, where the police came to maintain order but there was an assault on the police.

Driven by Huo Wenying, Hutchison concentrates on dealing with the Number Gang.Bergamot Wen became the image spokesperson of Xiangyang Group, and became a supporter of the land reclamation proposal. He gave speeches everywhere, and was unexpectedly recognized by many homeless citizens, and his support rate was also soaring.

This is what happened on November 11th, and the housing market began to fluctuate.

A large-scale stampede accident occurred on the 7th, causing dozens of casualties. The opposition and supporters of the government had to come forward for talks.

At the same time, incidents of chasing and slashing occurred in the streets of Hong Kong City. The chased people raised their hands and shouted, and the accent seemed to be Thai.

There were more than a dozen corpses in Hong Kong City Bay that night, all of them were gangsters who had hunted and killed the Thai guys in the past few days. No one knew who killed them, but it is true that the three religions were shocked for a while, and the few Thai guys delivered the goods smoothly. To St. Mary's Church.

In the early morning of the next day, that is, in the early morning of the 8th, someone found the bodies of several Thai guys at the pier in Sham Shui Po. Their goods disappeared, and they were silenced.

Daoist was astonished by the cruelty, and Huo Wenying and others who knew the inside story were even more shuddered.

Hutchison and the Number Gang were temporarily intimidated, and temporarily stopped fighting.

Huo Wenying continued to provoke suspicion, so he settled down and turned his attention to the opponents and supporters of the Hong Kong government's land reclamation proposal, trying to find out suspicious persons.

At 5:26 p.m. on the same day, St. Mary's Ladies Church.

After a busy day in the logistics department, Li Zan finally waited for a half-hour break to chat with a few chefs squatting at the back door of the kitchen.

They smoked, and Li Zan smoked second-hand smoke.

"Old Wang, the bluefin tuna and North Sea king crab from the day before yesterday have to be taken out, and they are cooked and delivered tonight."

"coming?"

"Notice 10 minutes ago, just arrived."

Li Zan crossed his arms and looked at the light bulb above his head, and asked, "Who's here?"

"Boss." The cook who asked Lao Wang to put out the cigarette butt, lit another one and said, "He also told us to cook a sumptuous supper, and wait for people to come to eat in the evening. The menu is printed out, and I estimate that I will entertain hundreds of people."

"A guest?"

The cook next to Lao Wang said in a low voice, "No. According to my brother, the guests who came last night didn't leave until the afternoon."

Old Wang: "Very strange?"

"It's not uncommon to play all night. What's unusual is that the guests below the fourth floor are driven away in the morning, and the guests above the fourth floor are sent to a bus to take away in the afternoon."

Li Zan's eyelids twitched, and he wanted to ask again. The back door of the kitchen was opened, and the supervisor's face froze: "Hide here and be lazy?! Hurry up and get ready, work overtime tonight, first process the fresh ingredients and send them to the fifth floor! What are you doing in a daze? Go--!"

Several cooks hurriedly put out the cigarette butts, went into the kitchen and started the stove. Li Zan assisted from the side, and it took about half an hour to finish processing the ingredients, and two waiters came up to take the ingredients away.

Li Zan quietly left the logistics department, saw a group of armed mercenaries passing by neatly, got into the car and left the shopping mall building.

Zhao Yongjia's goods have been successfully hidden in the church, several Thai guys have been dealt with, and more than a dozen people have been killed to make an example of others. What else needs mercenaries?

Li Zan couldn't figure it out, so he only informed Jiang Heng of the matter.

When he lowered his head to send the message, he caught a glimpse of a black shadow approaching out of the corner of his eye, Li Zan quickly raised his elbow, and slammed into the black shadow hard, the other party raised his hand to block, and hurriedly said: "Don't slap your face, it's me! "

The voice was familiar.

Li Zan narrowed his eyes and stopped attacking.

The other party took off his mask, revealing Lou Ji's youthful and unbeaten face: "Be vigilant, keep it up."

Li Zan: "Are you healed?"

Lou Ji patted his abdomen: "I can run and jump, and I just finished the mission two days ago. Okay, listen to me, 'Mr. Song' appeared in the church tonight, divided half of the mercenaries out, and left half of the mercenaries for protection. He, do you dare to cooperate with me to kill him on the spot?"

Before Li Zan could speak, Lou Ji continued to lobby: "Killing 'Mr. Song' now will not only take revenge, but also solve all the incidents that did not happen."

Li Zan looked at Lou Ji like a fool, lifted his lips, and said in a very soft voice, "Uncle Sun has been planning for many years, not just to capture a 'Mr. Song'." The power of the golden crescent.

"Mr. Song died, and Mr. Tang, Mr. Qin, and Mr. Yuan... they couldn't be killed cleanly."

Lou Ji spread his hands: "Okay, I'm just offering advice."

"What is the other half of the mercenaries sent out to do? What is the threat of the kidnapped guests on the fourth and fifth floors?"

Lou Ji: "You know? How do you know that the guest was kidnapped?"

Li Zan: "A group of people were packed into a bus and taken away. Could it be that they were invited to be guests at home?"

Lou Ji pinched his chin and smiled: "That's right."

Li Zan stared at him: "You talk a lot of nonsense."

Lou Ji's eyes widened, pretending to be naive: "Is there?"

Li Zan felt cold.

Lou Ji still smiled, but his expression was restrained and serious: "You should be able to guess that the guests on the fourth and fifth floors are either rich or noble. They are either from the four major families or in the political circle. They were arrested and threatened Some people do certain things, and tonight is the last part of the land reclamation bill, and the results will be announced tomorrow morning. When the property market is violently turbulent, it is also time for them to start attacking HK Finance."

"Perhaps you haven't noticed, two months ago there were constant attempts to buy and sell Hong Kong dollars."

"The mercenaries are responsible for the first hostage?"

"Hong Kong dollar foreign exchange reserves are more than 4000 billion U.S. dollars. No financial giant has so much money. Even if a rich financial giant is found, he would not dare to short Hong Kong dollars casually."

Who dares to fight against the world's second largest economic power by himself?

"So Mr. Song needs enough Hong Kong dollars to sell, and needs enough eye-catching social turmoil to attract attention and buy him enough time. The previous community fights, stampedes, street shootings, etc. are the foreshadowing, and the subsequent property market turmoil is also Foreshadowing, wait for the group of mercenaries to kidnap the rich people in Hong Kong, no one will solve the turmoil caused by capital, buy time for prolonging the chaotic financial market, and at the same time rich people = meat tickets = enough Hong Kong dollars to sell."

"But Li Zan, no matter how much you say, you won't be able to stop Mr. Song's actions. Time is running out."

Li Zan's expression was calm and composed, he only lowered his head to check the gun and magazine clips: "I'm not worried, and I don't intend to run out to stop it right away. Someone will save the stock market and property market. My goal has been from beginning to end—"

He raised his head suddenly, and cast his gaze in a certain direction above, a cluster of sparks burning in his pure black pupils: "Just do my best to seal up this red mansion and rescue the victims inside!"