Chapter 28: So Exciting

Guan Yingjun did not stop the car. Instead, he turned around and drove back, stopping suddenly in front of Chen Jincai.

Jian Ruochen was shaken by inertia, and took out the recorder in a trance and handed it to him, saying through the car window: "Press this button to play the recording--"

Without uttering the last word, Guan Yingjun stepped on the accelerator to the floor and sped away once again.

The exhaust gas from the car made Chen Jincai's clothes move.

Chen Jincai held the recorder and laughed, "Strange."

In addition to the case and the truth, there are actually things in this world that Guan Yingjun is reluctant to give up.

…

Jian Ruochen was in a complicated mood, "Sir Guan, are you and Officer Chen on bad terms?"

"No." Guan Yingjun's tone was as cold as his face. "He taught me in the police academy for a while, and we had a good relationship."

Jian Ruochen said "Oh", with an indescribable feeling.

In the past, Guan Yingjun always had a stern face towards everyone, but that was simply because he didn't want to show any expression, not because he was angry. But today was a little different.

I should be angry and a little annoyed.

Why?

Jian Ruochen's gaze fell outside the car window.

This car is different from Guan Yingjun's. This is a large jeep with a very high chassis. When you sit on it, you have a very wide field of vision. When you look out through the window, you have a feeling that all the other cars are small.

The car was quiet for a while. Jian Ruochen felt that Guan Yingjun should have calmed down, so he said softly: "Do you remember what we said when we agreed on the three rules?"

"I remember." Guan Yingjun looked straight ahead, "I can recite it to you now."

"No need." Jian Ruochen laughed, "Doesn't the third rule ask you to consider me as a consultant for Group A?"

"Um."

"I mean what I say. If I say I'm a consultant for Group A, then I'm a consultant for Group A." Jian Ruochen put his elbow on the car window and supported his chin with his palm. "I'm arguing with you..."

He paused, then changed his words to something calmer, "I argued with you because you always tested me, and I didn't like it. If you had more sense, I wouldn't have gone to another group for no reason. You don't have to be angry about this."

There's a red light ahead.

Guan Yingjun pulled up the handbrake and looked to the side. "Whether I can keep you here depends on my ability. It's understandable that you want to go to a place with better treatment and atmosphere. I won't be angry because of this."

Jian Ruochen laughed again, "Your brows sank, your lips were tightly closed, your jaw muscles retracted, and your neck was strained. Although the amplitude was relatively small, this angry micro-expression was already quite standard."

"I'm not angry with you." Guan Yingjun said and paused for a moment.

The countdown of the bright red light was decreasing little by little, and he whispered again: "It's my fault that you were put in danger today. I shouldn't have booked the restaurant in Chenhetang."

Jian Ruochen: "Oh? It seems you already have a clue? The driver's words are so confusing, I haven't sorted it out yet."

Guan Yingjun's tight throat suddenly relaxed.

He knew very well that Jian Ruochen was extremely intelligent and his thinking could not be slower than his.

Although he knew that this was just a polite remark meant to cheer people up, he still curled his lower lip.

The green light came on.

Guan Yingjun started the jeep. "The most critical breakthrough point in this matter is how the driver was able to meet the target and enter Chen Hetang for dinner immediately after getting the money."

"Um."

Jian Ruochen continued, "If someone didn't directly tell him my movements, then someone guided his behavior. I tend to think it's the latter, what about you?"

"Same as you." Guan Yingjun kept his eyes straight while driving.

There was clearly nothing related to Jian Ruochen in his sight, but the image of him tilting his head and asking him appeared in his mind.

Jian Ruochen is indeed a mystery so mysterious that people want to unravel it.

But this mystery at this moment was like a cloud, easily sweeping away the depression in my heart. Jian Ruochen always has the ability to make people happy.

Guan Yingjun: "The Chan Hawthorn Hotel is relatively close to the West Kowloon Regional Police Station and has always been the most popular hotel for police gatherings. If the owner of the Chan Hawthorn Hotel is not clean, then he must have a way to monitor the movements of the police in the hotel."

"I booked the box at noon, and the person who guided the driver to commit the murder had plenty of time to make a plan."

"But in this case, someone let the driver hear rumors about you a month ago, which aroused his interest. This matter seems a bit redundant. What do you think?"

Jian Ruochen heard his speed and tone and knew that Guan Yingjun was no longer sulking, so he teased, "Sir Guan, no wonder no one wants to date you. I've known you for so long, but you only talk a little more when you're analyzing a case."

Guan Yingjun said, "Dating wastes time solving cases. Tell me what you think?"

Um? Can you take the joke now?

Jian Ruochen raised his eyebrows, "I think the person who let the driver hear the rumor a month ago is not the same person who hired someone to kill me today."

Guan Yingjun said sternly, "What do you mean?"

"From the motive point of view, these two actions have the same purpose, both want to kill me, so it gives people the feeling that they were done by the same person,"

Jian Ruochen looked at the twinkling lights outside the window, his eyes a little blurry. "But from the perspective of criminal psychology, the initiators of these two incidents have completely different ways of thinking."

"The first is covert. He knew the driver's personality and his criminal pattern. He knew who his targets were, so he quietly took advantage of human nature and tried to achieve his goal through rumors."

"The second is straightforward. He knows that the murderer is short of money, and perhaps he also knows why the murderer is short of money, so he simply and crudely satisfies the murderer's desire for money. This person and the murderer are in a simple business relationship."

Guan Yingjun's doubts were instantly resolved, and the sense of disharmony lingering in his mind completely disappeared.

Yes, if two people were behind this, then what happened to the driver makes perfect sense!

"So this is how it should be--"

"After I booked a private room at Chen Hetang for the night, the waiter at Chen Hetang saw my name. Because I have been closely related to you recently, he reported it to the boss. After the boss learned of this, he planned the murder, bribed the driver with money, and issued an order. The boss knew the time and place, so it was easy to do it."

Jian Ruochen nodded in agreement and continued, "The driver said that after he got the money, he immediately came to Chen Hetang to buy something, and happened to see you and me entering Chen Hetang."

Guan Yingjun did not comment on his behavior of changing the word "mistress".

Jian Ruochen: "This shows that the boss who paid us did not directly tell the driver the time for our meal. He just calculated that the driver would leave immediately after receiving the money."

Why?

Guan Yingjun's tone was heavy, and he raised his hand and patted the steering wheel, "Because the driver has a strong drug addiction. After he gets the money, he will immediately buy something to take. So the boss of Chen Hetang knows that the driver is taking drugs!"

Jian Ruochen said softly: "He not only knew that the driver was taking drugs, but also knew that there was a drug dealer next to Chen Hetang."

Why do you know it so clearly?

Is it because Boss Chen Hetang is cooperating with the drug lord? Or is he the supplier who sold the drugs to the driver?

Jian Ruochen felt a little creepy for a moment.

This person is definitely an expert at hiring someone to kill someone.

He didn't even show up from beginning to end, and in the absence of actual evidence, all the driver's testimony was invalid against him!

Guan Yingjun took a breath and said, "Now as long as we know who owns Chen Hetang, we can basically determine who is attacking you."

"Wait a minute, I'll call and ask. My housekeeper might know who owns Chen Hetang."

Jian Ruochen picked up his phone, dialed Luo Binwen's number, and got straight to the point, "Uncle Luo, do you know who owns the Xiangjiang Chenhetang Hotel?"

"Young Master, I'm not very familiar with the industries in Hong Kong. But most of the large hotels and nightclubs here are basically related to the Lu family. They started by buying and selling real estate to launder funds, and for this purpose they demolished many houses."

After Luo Binwen finished speaking, he asked worriedly, "Why do you suddenly ask this? Are you in trouble? If you want to eat, you should go to Huangji. It's cleaner there. The boss is also a good person."

Jian Ruo was silent for a moment, but finally did not hide it, "I have already eaten, and I didn't run into any big troubles. I did have a few small troubles, but don't worry, Guan Sir will take me home in the evening. I am safe with the police."

Luo Binwen was silent for a while, "Okay, I'll wait for you to come home."

Jian Ruochen is only 19 years old now, which is the most rebellious age. The young lady was about the same age when she ran away from home.

The young lady left home because her family was too strict. Luo Binwen didn't have the confidence to gamble again.

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Jian Ruochen hung up the phone and said, "Sir Guan, Chen Hetang Hotel should be Lu Qian's property."

The jeep gradually turned into the bar street.

Guan Yingjun chose a place surrounded by roads on three sides and with no other parking spaces nearby and backed the jeep in.

He put one hand on the steering wheel and tilted his head to look at the reverse position. "It's actually Lu Qian's? We usually don't pay attention to industries like hotels. We only pay attention to nightclubs, bath centers and entertainment cities."

“No matter how bold Lu Qian is, he wouldn’t dare to make a big deal about food for people. He wouldn’t want to see the stock price plummet.”

Jian Ruochen: ...

Sir Guan is still too naive. This is not a question of food at all.

"Sir Guan, the food in the big hotel may contain poppy shells, which can cause addiction. There may be peeping cameras in the bathroom of the big bed room. The hotel will also cooperate with pornographic gangs to stuff pornographic business cards into the cracks of the guests' doors. What's worse, some people will gather in the hotel to take drugs."

Guan Yingjun: …

"Do you have inside information?"

They searched for so long but didn't see these in the big hotels.

Jian Ruochen reminded gently, "It won't happen now, but where there is profit, there will be profit."

"I'll alert Cib."

Guan Yingjun responded, opened the door and got out of the car, took out a cigarette and lit it, then looked absentmindedly at Jian Ruochen's profile.

Viewed from this angle, the boy's profile has a soft curve, and his eyelashes are soft and curled.

After all, Lu Qian was someone he had loved. Would Jian Ruochen be sad?

When he suspected Jian Ruochen before, he asked someone to investigate, and the information provided by the informant was very detailed.

Jian Ruochen once wanted to wear the same bracelet as Lu Qian, and even saved money when he was at his poorest just to buy a replica.

Even though rumors of her being a gold digger spread around the school, they never went away.

Until Huo Jinze's murder and framed case happened.

If Jian Ruochen was sad, he...

Before Guan Yingjun could figure out what to do, he heard Jian Ruochen sigh.

Jian Ruochen said regretfully: "These are all our speculations. It would be great if we could find actual evidence. It's attempted murder. This is attempted murder! Although this crime cannot be sentenced to death, it is enough to make Lu Qian suffer."

Guan Yingjun: …

Is it true that the information from his informants was correct?

The two walked together towards the bar street.

The closer you get to a street, the more waste newspapers and plastic bags you'll see floating on the road. There were also some bamboo sticks and paper cups rolling on both sides of the street. It shows a kind of dirty and decadent prosperity.

The two walked to the end of the street and saw the bar called 1892. The gaudy pink neon tubes twisted and climbed on top of the house number plate, with a circle of pure blue high-saturation curved tube lights wrapped around the edges.

The aesthetic is very advanced.

Jian Ruochen tilted his head up, his neck sore from looking at it, and he couldn't figure out what was so beautiful about this design. "How are we going to see it after we go in?"

"The kitchen, the toilet, the private room, and the bar. Just look at these four places." Guan Yingjun took out a black mask and put it on, then unfolded his slightly wrinkled fisherman's hat. "If you accidentally get separated from me after you go in, you should come out first and wait for me by the parking space."

Jian Ruochen quickly went through the places that needed to be checked in his mind, and gestured to Guan Yingjun, "What kind of relationship are we acting this time?"

Guan Yingjun laughed: "What kind of relationship can there be in this bar? It's only the relationship on the ferry."

Jian Ruochen jumped under Guan Yingjun's arm with ease, put his arm around his shoulder, and said, "Let's go, brother."

Guan Yingjun: …

Looks like brothers.

He lowered his hand and held Jian Ruochen's waist.

Um? What about the waist?

Guan Yingjun pinched the down jacket that Jian Ruochen was wearing with his hands, squashing it.

He was silent for a while. This down jacket is filled with a lot of down...

Jian Ruochen didn't know that Guan Yingjun was looking for his waist. Walk towards the bar.

As soon as I entered the door, the sound waves and noise hit my eardrums.

Just as they were about to take the second step, the security guard at the door stopped them and said, "Sorry, we need to verify your capital."

As soon as he saw Jian Ruochen, who was beautiful, wearing designer clothes and a famous watch, he felt like he had said something nonsense.

This outfit is more expensive than his annual salary.

What the hell is this?

The security guard was silent for a moment, then said respectfully, "No need for that. Ask the person next to you to check it."

Jian Ruochen leaned in Guan Yingjun's arms, "What are you doing? He bought everything I ate and used. I don't have a penny."

He coughed lightly to muffle his voice, raised his chin, and said with a deep breath: "Show him your strength!"

Guan Yingjun: …

It's the end of the month, and I just treated my team members to a meal, so I have no money left in my pocket.

The security guard looked at Guan Yingjun.

Guan Yingjun looked at Jian Ruochen, "Aren't you the one who manages all my money?"

Jian Ruochen: ...I understand. Sir Guan has no money left.

He reached into Guan Yingjun's huge pocket and pulled out a gold card. "What is this? Are you hiding your private money from me now?"

Security guard: ...rich man!

He showed a look of pity towards Guan Yingjun.

Even though he is so rich, he still has to hide his money from his wife like ordinary people. He even has to ask his wife for money to buy cigarettes. How pitiful.

I feel the same way.

Jian Ruochen put the card he had taken out back into his pocket and said, "Confiscate it."

The security guard felt that Guan Yingjun was even more miserable.

He bowed respectfully, lowered his head and said, "Please follow me, both of you."

The security guard led the two through the corridor to the bag storage area, "You can store your coats and jackets here. There is a cloakroom over there. You can go there to buy the clothes you like. If necessary, someone will take you there."

Jian Ruochen raised his eyes and looked where he was pointing.

I saw a boy wearing a small silver sequined vest walking out of the cloakroom. He was wearing a pair of motorcycle shorts on the lower body. When he walked, the silver chain was hanging on his thin legs and swinging back and forth.

Ah, Jian Ruochen withdrew his gaze and grabbed his collar.

Isn’t it too non-mainstream?

Don't want to change.

When you wear this kind of clothes, it feels like the first thing you say is: "Lao Deng, the will-o'-the-wisp has stopped downstairs of your house."

The nightclub was suffocatingly hot, so Jian Ruochen took off his fluffy down jacket and hung it in the locker at the check-in area.

If both of them didn't take off their coats, they would be too conspicuous in this place of debauchery and revelry.

As soon as he took off his clothes, his slender neck and wrists were exposed. When she raised her hand, the sweater on her body was pulled up and stuck to her slender and soft waist. The petite feeling brought out by the fluffy down jacket instantly disappeared, and she turned into a mature and cool beauty.

The security guard's eyes widened.

No wonder he can manage money for his elder brother, he has the capital to manage money.

Jian Ruochen took off his coat and suddenly felt someone's eyes on him. He frowned and walked into the crowd, trying to shake off this sticky gaze.

Guan Yingjun followed closely behind, reminding him: "Are you angry?"

Jian Ruochen immediately stopped and waited for the others to come up side by side. After feeling the hand on his waist fall, he said, "Sorry, it's a bit strange. I always feel like someone is looking at me."

Guan Yingjun was stunned.

He raised his eyes and looked around, finally looking towards the second floor, where he met a pair of gloomy eyes.

It's a land trench.

Guan Yingjun tightened his fingers instantly, slowly turned his eyes away, looked around again, and then calmly retracted his fingers and said softly, "Lu Qian is here."

Jian Ruochen's breathing stagnated.

Guan Yingjun led the man towards the bar, "If you don't want to continue, I'll take you out and someone will come to check later."

Jian Ruochen's back stiffened.

Just when Guan Yingjun thought he was going to give up.

Jian Ruochen said softly with a little excitement: "It's really exciting."