Chapter 22 The scumbag father regretted and cried bitterly

The radio broadcasts were filled with all the bad things Jiang Mingshan had done.

The Hong Kong media were stunned by the big news and were extremely excited. Everyone wanted to go back to the office immediately to work overtime.

Hong Kong business representative Jiang Mingshan is guilty of all kinds of evil. What a hot topic.

Whoever takes advantage of it will get rich.

Almost all newspapers are adding more issues.

Reporters were running around outside, trying to contact more victims and get more secrets about the Jiang family, and their heels were almost sparking.

Two of the offset printing machines at the Xiangjiang Printing Factory were scrapped because they printed too many newspapers.

The voices calling for an attack on Jiang Mingshan grew louder and louder.

Pushing the Jiang family to the forefront.

Jiang Hanyu was going crazy.

He didn't understand why things suddenly turned out like this.

Jiang family’s companies had been investigated before, but each time they were just lightly investigated.

Even if the police make the details public, it will not cause any splash in public opinion.

This time...

Jiang Hanyu looked down at the gate of Jiangting Mansion.

A large number of reporters gathered there with cameras in hand, almost trying to break through the security barriers. The noisy voices could even be heard from the door into the house!

He was so angry that he smashed the crystal glass on the table.

The cup hit the bookshelf against the wall and broke into pieces.

Jiang Hanyu lowered his head, breathed with his lips slightly parted, and closed his eyes to calm himself.

The most urgent task is to stabilize the media and get rid of the trouble.

Otherwise, the Hong Kong Stock Exchange will completely lose the chance to maintain the group’s share price!

What he wants is the prosperous Jiangting Group, not a mess!

Jiang Hanyu's face was pale as he walked towards the landline phone. After taking a few steps, his vision went dark and he fell to the ground.

Before consciousness completely disappeared.

He thought of what his family doctor had said: "Myelofibrosis will affect the hematopoietic system. If you can't find a suitable blood source as soon as possible, your anemia problem will gradually become more serious, and you may even faint."

Jian Ruochen, blood...

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"Aqiu!" Jian Ruochen sneezed.

The noise was so loud that Guan Yingjun, who was about to assign tasks, shut up. "Are you catching a cold?"

Jian Ruochen pinched the tip of his nose and said, "No."

Maybe someone was scolding him, "Go on."

Guan Yingjun retracted his gaze and decisively and quickly issued orders in an orderly manner, "Bi Xianxian, go and talk to the flight attendant, change into the hostess's clothes, push the dining cart, find Jiang Mingshan's box among the five first-class cabins, and take the opportunity to plant the bug."

Bi Xianxian: “Yes sir.”

Guan Yingjun looked at Zhang Xingzong and said, "Go and talk to the captain. Give the communicator to the helmsman and ask them to cooperate at any time. To prevent the crew on the ship from being involved in the robbery and being alert when they see the police, you can say we are here to catch drug dealers."

Zhang Xingzong: "I understand."

Guan Yingjun: "Everyone check your watches. It is 3:30 pm now. I will give you 15 minutes. Please return to the box in 15 minutes."

"Yes sir!"

Guan Yingjun: "I've been on TV before, so it's inconvenient for me to show up. The rest of you should disperse and go through the cabin to see if there are any suspicious suspects."

"Fifteen minutes, go ahead."

Jian Ruochen stood up and wanted to follow Liu Sizheng. After taking a few steps, my wrist was grabbed.

Guan Yingjun said: "You are too conspicuous, don't follow me. It's easy to be exposed."

That's right.

Jian Ruochen sat back down with the force and saw Guan Yingjun take out a pure black fisherman's hat from his pocket, shook it open and put it on his head. The brim of the hat drooped, covering the root of his nose, revealing his stiff nose tip and thin lips.

He looks more like a gangster big brother, he doesn't even need to act.

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the cabin door.

Jian Ruochen looked at the silhouette of Bi Xianxian on the frosted cabin and said, "Come in."

The sliding door was pushed open, and Bi Xianxian stood outside pushing a dining car. The first layer was filled with candies and snacks, the second layer was filled with insulated lunch boxes, and the cloth bag next to it was filled with family planning supplies and chess and card games.

The play was very complete.

Bi's hair was wrapped in a silk scarf, like a real waitress, and her voice was sweet and earnest, "Sir, do you need anything?"

Jian Ruochen cooperated with her: "Take two decks of cards, and give me some change, sister."

Bi Xianxian almost didn't catch the show. After pausing for a second, she took the banknote, handed over the card and the change, and said, "Have a pleasant journey."

She pushed the cart away.

Jian Ruochen heard the sound of knocking on the cabin door next door and walked back to open the cards.

Guan Yingjun asked casually: "What do you want to buy this for?"

"Delay time." Jian Ruochen began to shuffle the cards. It was a little slow at first, but then the cards made a smooth collision sound.

"There are five first-class cabins in total. Bi Xianxian started knocking on the door of cabin 3 and did not knock on the doors of cabins 4 and 5. This made her arrive at cabin 1 too quickly, which might arouse Jiang Mingshan's suspicion."

Guan Yingjun was silent for a few seconds, then praised: "In terms of being meticulous and able to guess people's minds, no one in West Kowloon can compare to you."

When the last word came out, Jian Ruochen was horrified and was so scared that a card in his hand flew out.

Can Guan Yingjun praise others now?

Five minutes later.

Bi Xianxian changed back into her normal clothes and returned with the other people who had received their missions.

Guan Yingjun asked: "Is everything finished?"

"Done, sir."

Guan Yingjun: "How many suspects have been found?"

"The only ones we can confirm so far are the pockmarked one, the yellow-haired one, and the newspaper seller. The features of these three people are quite obvious... It's too difficult, sir. There is too little information about the last ferry robbery. They all wore masks when they committed the crime, and the victim's confession is basically useless."

Liu Sizheng sighed, "If we continue like this, won't we only be able to catch three?"

"Don't worry, the ship will arrive at the shore in one hour and forty-five minutes." Guan Yingjun opened the monitoring briefcase, connected the equipment to the bug, and turned on the external speaker.

The external speaker squeaked and Jiang Mingshan's voice came out.

"What the hell!" Jiang Mingshan slammed the table. "Can't you even do such a small thing?"

"I'm sorry. I didn't know what I bumped into when I put it on, and it lit up all of a sudden."

The equipment in the 1990s was of average quality, making a crackling sound, and people would get closer to listen.

Jian Ruochen listened attentively, his neck stretched forward and his eyes focused.

The white neck swayed before his eyes. Guan Yingjun pursed his lips, looked away, leaned back in his chair, lowered his eyes and continued to listen.

Jiang Mingshan cursed: "Idiot! (Idiot)"

He paused for a moment and said, "Let's go all out. Go call the brothers over and find a way to get everything off the boat. Don't worry about the future!"

Jian Ruochen whispered, "If he calls everyone here, we will know how many people there are."

Zhang Xingzong didn't understand, "How do you know? And let Bi Qianqian pretend to be a waitress to count? Isn't that a bit too dangerous?"

"Count the footsteps." Jian Ruochen was a little surprised. "Didn't the police academy teach that? Everyone has different walking habits, and the sound of their footsteps will be different."

Zhang Xingzong: …

The police academy only lasts 27 weeks, or half a year at most. How can they teach this kind of skill?

Only police officers who are selected into CIB and are preparing to go undercover will study this knowledge in detail.

"Do you have any misunderstandings about the police academy? We are not that magical."

Jian Ruochen: ...

No, that’s what they teach in school.

He sighed, "Never mind, I will."

Guan Yingjun's gaze fell on the top of Jian Ruochen's head, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Be quiet, let him listen."

Soon, the sound of chaotic footsteps was heard outside the cabin.

Jian Ruochen closed his eyes, listened attentively for a moment, and then said, "Six people, no women, one is lame, and he has a bunch of keys hanging around his waist. The knocking sounds are sometimes light and sometimes heavy... One of them is lighter in weight."

"It's the skinny monkey!" Liu Sizheng exclaimed in a low voice, "This one matches."

The confessions of the victims of the ferry robbery were what they had compiled early on.

When Jian Ruochen helped, the sorting work had already been completed, and he had no chance to see any of the victims' confessions or the code names that Group A gave to the suspects.

Jian Ruochen could actually hear it!

Zhang Xingzong was dumbfounded. "Aren't you a psychologist? How come you even know CIB's skills? Guan Sir doesn't even know this."

Jian Ruochen glanced at Guan Yingjun, who had an unsure expression, and whispered, "I thought everyone knew how to do it. Isn't that how they act on TV? So I just learned it."

Guan Yingjun pulled the corner of his mouth and did not interrogate him as before, "Continue to monitor."

Jiang Mingshan called out on the other side, "I don't care what method you use, you must plunder the ship clean within 30 minutes, and then gather at the place where the lifeboat is placed in the cabin."

"That skinny guy accidentally touched the countdown switch when he was installing the bomb!"

Guan Yingjun sat up straight at once.

Several angry voices were heard from the monitor.

"I told you not to bring bombs up here!"

"It was Jiang Mingshan who said he wanted to do something big. What does it have to do with me?"

"You did it when he told you to? Why didn't you go when he told you to eat shit?"

Jiang Mingshan shouted: "Stop making noise!"

His face was grim. "Even if that thing starts, it doesn't matter. Only God and the earth know about it. Take the valuables and leave quickly. If the ship sinks, no one will know."

"Don't the people under Lu Qian dare to do something big?"

Everyone gritted their teeth and looked at each other. There was no other choice now.

"Dry!"

"Start searching from the top!"

"It seems that there are fellow travelers on board this time. Should we avoid them?"

"Let's test the waters first! They are all going to die anyway, so if they are too powerful, we should not offend them. Let them give us an order, and then let them all sink into the sea, hehe."

Jian Ruochen's face changed.

The sound of the sliding rails of the cabin door of cabin No. 1 being pulled open came from the monitor.

Guan Yingjun quickly closed the suitcase and said, "Liu Sizheng, Bi Qianqian, Zhang Xingzong, the three of you climb out through the porthole. The rest of you stay. Two stand at the door, and two stand by my side. Quick!"

Jian Ruochen saw the relatively frail Zhang Xingzong open the porthole, pull out his belt to make a climbing rope, and then hang outside.

The footsteps were getting closer, and cries for mercy were heard from Cabin 2.

Obviously it was robbed.

After the three of them finished hanging up, Guan Yingjun closed the window with his backhand and pulled Jian Ruochen to his side with his other hand, "Sorry for the offense."

"No offense." Jian Ruochen's voice was tense and sweat broke out on his back. After all, he had not graduated yet.

This is the first serious mission.

Bi Xianxian looked at them for a while and said, "You two look unfamiliar, not like that one."

Jian Ruo made up her mind, took off her sky blue down jacket, threw it on the ground, and then pulled up her sweater.

Guan Yingjun pulled up his sweater to cover his almost exposed belly button, "No need."

He lit a cigarette, took a puff, and shook his legs. "Come and sit with your back to the door."

Guan Yingjun took off his coat and put it aside.

The begging sounds from Cabin 2 disappeared and turned into low sobs, followed by the sound of the cabin door opening.

Getting closer.

Jian Ruochen was a little anxious. He grabbed Guan Yingjun's collar and sat on one of his legs.

Guan Yingjun was holding a cigarette.

The two counted the footsteps.

Ta, ta.

The sound of leather shoes stopped in front of the door.

The visitor knocked on the door twice politely, and without waiting for a response, he suddenly opened the sliding door!

The moment the other party opened the door, Guan Yingjun pulled up his coat and covered Jian Ruochen and his head.

The person standing at the door was stunned for a moment and only saw a smudge of white.

He looked inside his coat, but before he saw anything he heard the sound of a rifle being loaded.

Guan Yingjun held the man in one hand, held the wooden can in the other, and spoke a little vaguely, "Where are you looking?"

"Misunderstanding, brother, misunderstanding." The man looked around and saw four people standing in the room. He laughed and said, "Brother, you bring bodyguards with you. We are in the same business. I want to make more money this time. Brother, just enjoy it here. Don't compete with me, okay?"

Jian Ruochen leaned on Guan Yingjun and heard his heart beating faster and faster.

Is someone outside trying to figure out who is inside the clothes?

His appearance was too obvious for people to just lift up his clothes and check.

We can't let the secret slip. There are bombs on board.

Jian Ruochen rolled up his sleeves, stretched his hand out of his coat, touched Guan Yingjun's lips, took the cigarette down, took a puff, and said in a low voice as he exhaled the smoke, "I'm so annoyed. Is money more important than me?"

Only a few fingers were exposed, and the people at the door stared with wide eyes.

Guan Yingjun unbolted the wooden compartment and asked, "Still looking?"

"Okay, okay, I won't look at it. Sorry, sister-in-law." The man nodded and bowed, then closed the door when he left.

Jian Ruochen was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he didn't hear the footsteps leaving.

This person was wearing leather shoes, so how could there be no sound of his heels hitting the floor?

"He didn't leave." Jian Ruochen grabbed Guan Yingjun who wanted to move, "He's still outside the door."

Ding Gao clenched his fists, and Huo Mingxuan next to him was not much better, with sweat all over his forehead.

This group of people is quite cautious.

What now?

Guan Yingjun also looked at Jian Ruochen.

what to do?

Jian Ruochen was silent for a few seconds, "I'm sorry, Sir Guan."

Guan Yingjun didn't quite understand.

It seems like he is not the one who suffers the loss?

Jian Ruochen cleared his throat, patted Guan Yingjun's shoulder, and said loudly: "Come here, you are like this, haven't you eaten?"

Guan Yingjun: …

The person outside the door: ...

With such a wild personality, I didn’t expect it to fail.

He no longer had any doubts and led his men to open the door of cabin No. 3.

Jian Ruochen then let out a long sigh of relief and got up from Guan Yingjun's lap. "It's necessary for the mission, Sir Guan. Don't be angry. I'll treat you to a meal later."

Guan Yingjun said nothing, put on his coat and opened the porthole.

Huo Mingxuan's eyes were blurry.

Sir Guan has never been in a relationship, and there are some rumors about that in the office, but everyone just gossips about it in private, and no one dares to say such things to his face.

Simple and calm, brave.

Zhang Xingzong and his men climbed in through the porthole.

No one took what happened just now to heart. This was the most efficient way to solve the problem and the least likely to arouse suspicion.

Guan Yingjun spoke, his voice a little hoarse, "Spread out and look for bombs."

He took Jian Ruochen's watch apart and returned it to him, "Take it with you."

A famous watch can save your life at the critical moment. Jian Ruochen doesn't know how to fight, so he needs this just in case.

Jian Ruochen: "Their bomb has a countdown, how can you do it without a watch?"

“Pager with a stopwatch.”

After hearing this, Jian Ruochen took the deerskin watch and put it back on his wrist.

The back of the metal dial is a little hot.

Guan Yingjun said, "I will arrest Jiang Mingshan. Your mission is to find the bomb. If you encounter a suspect, don't be soft-hearted. If he refuses to obey, break his legs first. If the higher-ups ask about it, it's my fault."

The police officers filed out.

Guan Yingjun went out, and soon a loud noise was heard from Cabin No. 1.

Then Jiang Mingshan was dragged back to private room No. 3 like a dog.

It was not enough for Guan Yingjun to just handcuff him, he took out plastic cable ties and tied up Jiang Mingshan's arms and legs.

Jian Ruochen: ...

Is this what it means to be unable to escape even with wings?

Guan Yingjun asked: "Can I kick him?"

After all, this is Jian Ruochen's father.

Jian Ruochen said: "As you wish."

Jiang Mingshan yelled, "You dead bastard!"

His calf was tilted unnaturally to one side, and Guan Yingjun kicked him in the thigh, dislocating it.

Jian Ruochen: ...

Is this a kick?

Guan Yingjun raised the wooden cannon and pointed it at Jiang Mingshan who was wailing on the ground. "Tell me! Where is the bomb?"

Things are different now, Jiang Mingshan dare not howl anymore.

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

Guan Yingjun asked: "Do you know what happened on the shore? Why are you still being stubborn?"

Jian Ruochen cooperated and turned on the radio on the table so that Jiang Mingshan could listen to what the Jiang family had fallen into.

"The Jiang family evaded taxes and is expected to pay 800 million yuan in compensation."

"According to the Hong Kong Stock Exchange, Jiangting Group's stock price has hit the limit down."

"According to the police, the KTV hostesses who were raped and humiliated by Jiang Mingshan jointly submitted evidence to the police and jointly sued Jiang Mingshan."

"According to the police, Jiang Mingshan's technology group is suspected of smuggling and the illegal proceeds will be confiscated."

"According to the tabloids, Jiang Mingshan's only son Jiang Hanyu fainted at home today."

"After waking up, Jiang Hanyu faced the questions of the police and the media and said that if you have done something wrong, you should admit it, lie down and take the beating, and accept the legal questioning. He hopes that his father can wake up and surrender as soon as possible."

Jian Ruochen raised his eyebrows. Jiang Hanyu was even more ruthless than he thought. He actually gave up on Jiang Mingshan and wanted to take the opportunity to take control of Jiangting Group!

But the net of heaven is vast and wide, and nothing can escape it.

Jian Ruochen smiled and looked at the stunned Jiang Mingshan, "Mr. Jiang, where did you put the bomb?"

Guan Yingjun put the gun to Jiang Mingshan's forehead and asked more bluntly: "Do you want to die on the boat and hand over your life's hard work to your adopted son who will treat you as a chess piece, or do you want to live in prison, and as long as you don't die, your property will not be inherited by your son?"

Jiang Mingshan didn't want to choose any of them.

He looked at Jian Ruochen and felt what regret was for the first time.

How could he be so confused!

Jian Ruochen is his only blood-related son.

His son is successful now, but he no longer listens to him as he used to.

What has he done!

Jiang Mingshan rubbed to Jian Ruochen's feet and burst into tears, "Xiaochen, please help Dad, please save Dad, Dad was wrong. Really wrong."

In the past, Jian Ruochen would bring him a bowl of hot soup in a thermos bucket when he was sick.

But he disliked the dirty thermos and never drank from it.

In the past, Jian Ruochen would knit gloves for him in winter.

But he had never worn those shoddy, crappy things, and now he couldn't remember the specific style of the gloves.

In the past, Jian Ruochen longed for fatherly love so much and was so obedient and sensible.

But he never took his own son seriously.

If he hadn't done that before, would today be completely different?

Jiang Mingshan burst into tears.

He climbed up Jian Ruochen's trouser legs with his fingers, "Dad is wrong, you should think of a way, the company cannot fall into the hands of outsiders!"

He was a little dazed, as if Jian Ruochen had also cried and begged like this a long time ago.

What did he do then?

He slapped Jian Ruochen...

It's over. It's all over.

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Jian Ruochen did not answer directly, "Where is the bomb? If we die, won't we be unable to help you?"

Jiang Mingshan was smart for once: "You lied to me."

His face was dirty and his expression was funny and hideous.

"You can even send Jiang Yongyan in!"

Jiang Mingshan twisted his body like a maggot and flipped over like a fish.

Jian Ruochen heard a dripping sound.

Jiang Mingshan laughed strangely.

Guan Yingjun put his foot on his stomach and took out a remote control the size of a mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

The red letter on it was originally 00:30:00, but the moment he took it out, it changed to——【00:09:59】

Ten minutes countdown!

Jiang Mingshan laughed crazily, "Hahaha, the bomb is on the frame under the deck, go and dismantle it if you have the ability! Go and dismantle it!"

He gasped, "Or you can escape on the lifeboat and leave everyone else on the boat. The police? Haha, will the police watch a boatload of people die? Choose!"

Jian Ruochen stared at Jiang Mingshan and sneered, "Don't worry, I will make sure you are alive to stand trial. I will let you watch your family fall into ruin bit by bit."

What a coincidence.

He can defuse the bomb a little bit.