Chapter 180: Bubble (more to come)

Yi Xihao was so anxious that he felt chest tightness and dizziness. Guan Yingjun is about to take office, we can’t wait any longer!

In the past, small wealthy businessmen who wanted to do business in Causeway Bay would at least give face to the Buddha when they saw him. But now that the Buddha has fallen, they look down on him!

Yi Xihao thought of Liu Zi who was waiting outside, and he held back his words and said, "Mr. Chen, I really need the money and I was so anxious. I apologize."

Jian Ruochen raised his eyebrows slightly.

There are many thugs who dare to shout, but few are willing to suppress their anger and impatience and bow their heads in public.

This Yi Xihao is a ruthless person, worthy of being on the police wanted list.

He raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. "No matter how urgent it is, there's no reason why you can't wait even a few minutes, right?"

Yi Xihao gritted his teeth: "It's my fault."

Almost five minutes.

Jian Ruochen sat back at the table and said to Wang Hanting, "Bring me the contract."

Wang Hanting's forehead was covered with sweat, and he glanced out the window inconspicuously.

Just now, a dark shadow flashed by and severely suppressed the thug who was standing not far away and keeping watch.

Covering his mouth, handcuffing him, putting him in a sack, pushing him into a car and driving him away all in one go.

There was no room for resistance.

Stimulate.

Wang Hanting clenched his trembling fingers, took out the last two contracts, and placed them lightly on the table, "Mr. Yi, Mr. Chen, both copies are here, you can check."

When he stood up, he took the opportunity to look outside.

The police officer from the Hong Kong Police Force, who was armed with a submachine gun, looked at him and was stunned for a moment, then put his index finger to his lips and made a "hush" gesture.

Wang Han stopped swallowing and turned his head. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the policeman seemed to smile, then bent down and disappeared under the window sill. The team of nearly ten people quietly dispersed and hid. At first glance, there was no flaw at all.

In the hall.

Jian Ruochen glanced at the contents of the contract, and after confirming that Yi Xihao had not done anything to it, he picked up the pen and signed.

Yi Xihao's palms and back were covered in sweat, his vision was out of focus, and the panic in his heart finally dissipated.

Signed.

The total area of ​​the shop is less than 200 square meters, and it can be sold for 40 million Hong Kong dollars. After deducting the commission, the total amount is 38.6 million.

Tax……

He is leaving soon, why should he pay taxes?

This amount of money would be equivalent to about 5 million U.S. dollars. I heard that some places in the United States do not restrict drugs, so I took this money and the poppy, marijuana seeds I had saved to grow abroad.

With the skills of him and Liu Zi, there is no worry that they can't cling to the local gangs and help them make a comeback!

In the out-of-focus vision, all the beautiful scenes seem to have appeared before my eyes.

Once in the United States, he can bring his six sons to date foreign girls, live in a small house, and buy a small shop. At that time, they will pretend to sell cigarettes and jewelry, but actually sell drugs and make huge profits.

Those days were so good!

Yi Xihao had a smile on his lips, but he gradually felt that the expressions of the other two people looking at him were a little strange.

He turned his head to look over, only to see the two men clenching the contract in their hands and turning their heads away, avoiding his sight.

What's wrong?

Could it be that...

"Is there something fraudulent in the contract drafted by this agency?" Yi Xihao asked.

The two of them smiled awkwardly.

One person shook his head and said, "No."

Another person said awkwardly: "No."

Brother, are you still asking?

Why don’t you look down and see what Mr. Chen signed?

A pseudonym has no legal effect.

He signed his real name!

Yi Xihao was confused, but he came back to his senses from his fantasy.

He refocused his eyes on the contract on the table, watching Jian Ruochen flip through page after page and write down his signature where it was needed.

The more he looked at it, the more strange it seemed to him. The surname on the contract did not seem to be Chen.

Erdong Chen, why does the first stroke of this character look like a bamboo?

Yi Xihao sat up and looked closely.

At this moment, Jian Ruochen had already turned to the last page, with only one empty space left on the paper. Noticing Yi Xihao's gaze falling on him, the more he wrote, the more the corners of his lips curved.

Bamboo, space.

When the word "简" came out, Yi Xihao stood up in horror, took a step back, and tried to draw his gun.

No wonder! No wonder this guy refused to be the first to sign for him!

No wonder he felt something was wrong as soon as he entered the door!

This Mr. Chen's "Chen" is not Erdong Chen, it's Shui Rongchen!

Guan Yingjun was faster than him. He drew his gun and did it in one go.

Before Yi Xihao could point the muzzle of his gun at Jian Ruochen, the black muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at his forehead.

He was furious: "How dare you play tricks on me!"

Jian Ruochen signed the last name slowly, picked up the contract, and gently threw it in front of Yi Xihao.

The paper fell on the table with a dull thud.

He asked with a smile: "Where did I trick you?"

He is now still Consultant Jian of the Kowloon West Regional Police Station, and it is only natural for him to help arrest people.

Besides, wouldn’t Mr. Shen be Mr. Shen anymore?

At first glance, they all sound like lies, but if you think about it carefully, aren’t they all true?

Jian Ruochen smiled and said, "I've bought the house and paid the money. The agent will transfer the money to your account according to the account number on the contract."

He paused and asked mischievously, "Did you fail to sell the house or did you fail to get the money? How did I trick you?"

Yi Xihao was speechless.

He couldn't argue and his face turned red.

At this moment, he finally understood why Jian Ruochen had been praising one and criticizing the other as soon as they first came in, and trying to sow discord between him and the other two.

I just wanted the other two people to keep quiet after seeing the signature on the contract.

Because that sentence already explains the police's attitude towards triad members who are not on the wanted list.

Jian Ruochen was telling them that it was not worth giving up a bright future for the so-called brotherhood!

He looks three steps ahead before he takes one step.

Cruel, really cruel!

Yi Xihao originally didn't believe the rumor that Lu Rong vomited blood due to anger before being arrested, but now he has to believe it.

Jian Ruochen really has the ability to make others crazy.

Yi Xihao stood there, not knowing what to do.

Since the person in front of him is Jian Ruochen, the person acting as a bodyguard behind him is Guan Yingjun.

Yi Xihao stood there in a daze and turned to look outside the door.

The door of the agency is made of glass, and you can clearly see the large green belt.

The sixth son who was keeping watch disappeared without a trace.

The wind rustled the camphor trees in the green belt, creating an eerie quietness.

At this moment, he knew that he was doomed.

All those foreign houses, foreign girls, and comebacks have become jokes and delusions.

All the calculations and plans came to nothing at this moment!

Yi Xihao's whole face turned red and his eyes almost bleed.

He finally realized everything. He never dreamed that he would be caught like this.

Yi Xihao thought of the ambiguous relationship between Guan Yingjun and Jian Ruochen who smoked a cigarette, "Mr. Jian. I can't believe that you and Guan Sir have this kind of relationship."

Guan Yingjun had a blank expression on his face. He held up a gun in one hand and took out his cell phone with the other to make a call. "Prepare for action."

Yi Xihao had a strange expression. He stared at Jian Ruochen for a while, then suddenly laughed out loud, threw the gun in his hand to the ground, and said loudly: "I understand! You are a student under 22 years old, who has not even been to the police academy. How can you be an advisor to the West Kowloon Regional Police Station!"

He looked her up and down, and said in an intimate tone, "Once you take off this dress, your thin waist and soft hips will flatten any obstacles! If I were to go to Kowloon Prison, I would publicize your deeds everywhere and make you famous among the criminals..."

"Bang!"

The sound stopped abruptly.

Guan Yingjun had a blank expression on his face. He turned the muzzle of the gun, which had deflected a few millimeters and was still emitting gunpowder gas, back and said, "One more thing? May I remind you that I am now a member of the CIB of the Police Force."

The CIB of the Police Force is of a special nature and there are almost no restrictions on firing guns.

Yi Xihao raised his hand blankly and touched the side of his cheekbone.

It was wet with blood from the bullet.

He stared at the bright red on his palm for a long while, and then he felt the pain.

During these years of chaos, he killed many people, many men and women, and his hands were stained with a lot of blood, but not once was it his own.

He finally got scared, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

Jian Ruochen stood up, looked down at Yi Xihao and said, "Go ahead and make your propaganda in prison and see how your former colleagues and other criminals will view you. Will they think I am incompetent because of your words, or will they look down on you even more and think you are a dog without any bottom line?"

Yi Xihao's lips turned pale.

He didn't say anything, his whole body was shaking like a sieve, looking extremely embarrassed.

You're right, no one would think that Jian Ruochen is incompetent.

This consultant is now highly respected in the underworld. It is said that several prisoners who have handled him not only do not hate him, but are very grateful to him.

Jian Ruochen's current reputation is earned by his own trial of prisoners.

Yi Xihao certainly understood.

But at this moment, he could only vent his anger through verbal abuse.

But Jian Ruochen's emotions were so stable that Guan Yingjun behind him became even angrier.

Police officers from the Hong Kong Police Force rushed into the agency with guns and surrounded Yi Xihao. They dragged Yi Xihao from the ground, handcuffed him, put a black hood over his head, and dragged him out.

Yi Xihao had lost all his dignity and was like a walking corpse.

Before putting on the hood, he looked up. Guan Yingjun put down his gun and Jian Ruochen withdrew his gaze. The two pairs of eyes, which were equally cold and indifferent, looked at each other, and surprisingly smiles emerged.

They are actually the same people.

Yi Xihao thought.

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"Sir Guan." The senior inspector of the operations team of Group D of the Criminal Intelligence Department saluted Guan Yingjun.

Guan Yingjun: “Yeah.”

After he responded, the senior inspector immediately turned around, stood at attention and saluted Jian Ruochen, "Advisor Jian!"

This is a big shot who can get intelligence out of someone with just three sentences. People like those who work in intelligence are naturally strong and especially admire such people.

His eyes are sparkling, and you can tell at first glance that he is a fanboy.

Jian Ruochen was amused and picked up the document on the table. "Here, go make a copy. The account on it should be the Hong Kong bank account he used to transfer money. The court paid the fine from it. You can use the bonus to add more equipment fees."

The senior inspector almost cried out "Wow".

Oh my god.

What kind of good life is the Serious Crime Unit of the Kowloon West Police Station leading behind their backs!

Is this what it feels like to have the God of Wealth in charge?

Is this what it feels like to have money falling from the sky?

He looked at Guan Yingjun and suddenly realized.

I see.

Understood.

Since Consultant Jian has not yet entered the police academy, he needs to go through Sir Guan to complete the formalities when he encounters a case.

In the future, Jian Ruochen should go into politics. If he wants to get involved in cases in the Operations Department, he still has to go through Sir Guan.

Then, in the future, whoever has Guan Yingjun will be the one who achieves the best results in the Hong Kong police force.

They are CIB, and they have to keep the superintendent at the checkpoint.

If you keep the boss, you can trick the little god of wealth here!

Guan Yingjun glanced at the door and said, "What are you standing there for? Why don't you go do something?"

Senior Inspector: “Yes sir!”

Yi Xihao is a man who has committed all kinds of evil, including murder, arson and drug trafficking. The evidence has been obtained, but he has been on the run. Now that he has been caught, he is completely finished.

I can never turn over again.

Jian Ruochen looked at Wang Hanting who was stunned, "Why are you standing there? Take the POS machine and transfer the money to you."

Wang Han stopped and pointed at himself stupidly, "Me? Do I really have money to take?"