Chapter 81 Criminal Evidence

Jian Ruochen was distracted for a moment, and when he focused again, he found that all the red paper oranges were gone.

Zhang Xingzong, who was lying next to the pocket, pressed the mouth of the pocket and said, "Leave some, leave some, Sir Guan and Consultant Jian haven't eaten yet."

When Guan Yingjun and Jian Ruochen were mentioned, everyone's eyes lifted up in unison, wandered around the room, and fell on the two people standing side by side.

Zhang Xingzong chuckled, "Are you still discussing the case? Mr. Guan, don't let Consultant Jian become a workaholic who only thinks about the case. How old is he? When I was his age, I played football on the university playground every day."

Jian Ruochen blinked, with a hint of smile in his eyes, "Sir Guan doesn't just have the case on his mind."

"What else?" Zhang Xingzong rolled up the document and pretended to hold the microphone to Jian Ruochen's chin, "Please let our mind-reading detective speak~"

Jian Ruochen smiled and turned away the microphone: "I can't say."

Guan Yingjun pursed his lips.

He reached into the bag and picked up two oranges. He pinched his fingers into the navel at the bottom of the orange, pulled out a piece of the skin, and then peeled it open along the grain.

Jian Ruochen's heart skipped a beat, and he inexplicably felt that this action was full of lust.

The moist and sour orange scent immediately filled my nose.

Guan Yingjun lowered his eyes and his Adam's apple rolled.

He wanted to be able to walk hand in hand with Jian Ruochen on the street openly one day and in front of his colleagues.

It’s a pity that when I confessed my feelings to you, I said that I would try it secretly, and now I don’t know what will happen after two months.

It’s normal that it’s hard to say.

He peeled the orange in a few seconds, then raised his eyes and looked at Jian Ruochen quietly.

It looks really good.

The eyebrows, nose and lips are all beautiful.

She looks good when she smiles, she looks good when she is in high spirits, she looks good when she is angry, and she even looks so good when she is sick and lying in bed that it makes people feel distressed.

The mouth is like a small hook.

The words spoken can make people feel itchy, or they can make people not even angry.

He wanted to kiss Jian Ruochen until he couldn't make any sound and could only snuggle with him.

Guan Yingjun lowered his eyes and handed the peeled orange in his hand to Jian Ruochen, his movements subtle and polite.

When Jian Ruochen took it, their fingers didn't even touch.

He broke off a petal and put it in his mouth. After swallowing it, he smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Guan, for taking care of me."

Guan Yingjun looked into his eyes for a while before saying, "It's okay."

Zhang Xingzong tightened his grip on the paper roll microphone, feeling that something was wrong. However, he had no clue after careful consideration, so he changed the subject, "Liu Qishang is so happy, has he found the problem with Jiang Hanyu?"

"It is said that there is a problem with the currency exchange owned by Jiang Hanyu." Jian Ruochen slumped in his chair, leaning his back against the desk, eating oranges one by one, and said, "But I think unless there is direct evidence that Jiang Hanyu is involved in money laundering, this crime cannot be attributed to him."

Bi Qianqian frowned: "Why?"

Guan Yingjun quickly followed up with his thoughts, "Because Jiang Mingshan relied on currency transactions to benefit the Hong Kong British government for many years, and helped their senior officials launder a lot of money."

"That's why we can't find any evidence of bribery on Liu Qishang's side. The money has all been laundered."

Zhang Xingzong sighed, "Does that mean the people above will try their best to protect Jiang Hanyu?"

"Um."

Jian Ruochen was not surprised that this situation would occur. "Besides, when problems were found in Xiangjiang International Hospital, Jiang Hanyu defected publicly and sided with Lu Rong."

"According to the information, Luk Wing has always been very close to the British Hong Kong government. Luk Wing was able to cause the accidental death of the senior inspector in charge of investigating him in the Royal Hong Kong Police Headquarters, which is enough to show how popular he is among the British Hong Kong government."

Bi Xianxian scratched her hair irritably, "What should I do then?"

"Wait and see." Guan Yingjun pulled his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes. "As long as Liu Qishang can find evidence of the currency exchange's crime, Jiang Hanyu will definitely try his best to get away with it in order to protect himself, and there is only one way to get away with it."

Zhang Xingzong was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly slammed the table and said, "Scapegoat! The best scapegoat right now is Lu Qian!"

"Yes." Jian Ruochen leaned back on the chair with a smile on his face. "Jiang Hanyu said in an interview a long time ago that he didn't know how to run a business, so Lu Qian was in charge of all his businesses. Now that something has gone wrong, he will definitely push the blame onto Lu Qian."

He paused, looked at the excited expressions of the people in the Serious Crime Team A, and said in a low voice: "Then we can just watch them bite each other."

Ding Gao said quickly, "Dog bites dog. I love to watch it."

Zhang Xingzong pinched an orchid and pointed at him, "It's vulgar."

Everyone looked at each other and smiled.

"No wonder Liu Qishang wanted to send oranges. It seems that he felt the power of the little god of wealth and sent fruits as an offering."

If it weren't for Jian Ruochen, the case would never have proceeded smoothly to this point.

Bi Xianxian smiled and said, "By the way, we need to verify the check with the owner of the Peace Hotel who is already in prison. It would be best if we could get Lu Rong's confession that he was colluding with the British Hong Kong government."

Everyone immediately gathered together to eat the last few oranges and then dispersed to do their work.

In the evening.

Jian Ruochen just went downstairs and saw Luo Binwen standing in a shiny black Toyota Alpha, with four burly bodyguards standing at the four corners of the car.

He paused and took a slight step back.

Although the security in Hong Kong in 1993 was indeed frighteningly poor, there was no need to be so vigilant, right?

Luo Binwen thoughtfully opened the car door and said, "We have finished refitting the bulletproof glass. I will pick you up from now on."

Jian Ruochen pursed his lips and said "hmm", his neck moved hesitantly, and finally he turned around to look at Guan Yingjun.

"Young Master?" Luo Binwen narrowed his eyes.

Jian Ruochen immediately turned around, and like a high school student who was discovered by his parents to be secretly in love during adolescence, he quickly and nonchalantly got into the car.

Alpha was the most expensive six-seater luxury car in the 1990s.

Jian Ruochen sat in the middle row, with two big men sitting behind him, one in the passenger seat and another in the driver's seat.

The whole person was surrounded by strong men.

Man on top of man.

Luo Binwen sat beside him, leaning against the back of the lambskin chair, his left leg crossed over his right leg, flipping through the documents while explaining, "Lu Qian's case will be heard in court soon. The Lu family may be desperate. I'm afraid they will do something to you, so I came to pick you up... No matter what you want to do, safety comes first."

"I know." Jian Ruochen looked at the side mirror and saw Guan Yingjun's car following closely. The corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, "It will be fine after this period is over. Uncle Luo, how did you find a trustworthy bodyguard?"

Luo Binwen said: "Use what your mother left behind."

Jian Ruochen uttered an "oh" and looked at the traffic outside.

I've been busy lately and haven't spent much money.

I don’t know what happened to that electronics company. “Uncle Luo, how is the server going?”

"It's almost ready. We already have a production line for the portable computer, and it's expected to be officially released early next year. By then, it will be connected to our own server network and can be isolated from existing products on the market."

Luo Binwen said methodically, "The price of a new computer should not be too high. This new product is more easily accepted by the middle class who have used desktop computers. So, how about we price it at 15,000 yuan per unit?"

Jian Ruochen said, "Just decide. Uncle Luo is the most professional. As long as we pay the taxes on time, everything will be fine."

Luo Binwen felt very happy after being praised.

Jian Ruochen continued, "By the way, once it's built, assign a group to the serious crime team first. Deduct the money from the account and give more red envelopes to the researchers to prevent them from being poached by other places."

He thought of the inappropriate pagers that kept ringing everywhere and the cell phones that couldn't be muted, and asked sideways, "Can we make cell phones with bigger screens and muted sounds?"

Luo Binwen: …

He was silent for a while, "A bigger screen?"

Jian Ruochen stretched out his palm, "It should be as big as a palm, and it's better to be colorful."

As soon as he finished speaking, several bodyguards in the car leaned over and glanced at the young boss.

What an avant-garde request. Have you watched too many interstellar movies?

If it’s any more exaggerated, it will require a glossy screen.

A cell phone is just for making phone calls, why does it need color?

"It's muted. How does the owner know that there's a call?" Luo Binwen asked.

Jian Ruochen glared at him, "It's a shock."

He paused and said, "Actually, the screen is secondary. The main thing is that there should be no sound. When we are doing a stealth mission, if there is an incoming call or email notification, we will be exposed, which is very unsafe."

Luo Binwen immediately responded: "I'll arrange it."

If we can build a space shuttle, why can’t we build a mobile phone that can’t make calls?

The young master needs it, and he must have it from now on.

Once the money is in place, everything will be easy.

The Toyota Alpha drove into Lijin International Garden. After passing two blocks, the white car following behind turned inside and disappeared.

Luo Binwen raised his eyebrows.

Where does the policeman live?

From Le Jinwen’s family?

Alpha stopped in the underground garage of the hilltop villa.

Jian Ruochen went upstairs with her schoolbag, had dinner, finished her homework, drank the supplements, washed the dishes, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep in less than five minutes.

I was sick and the sleepiness that I had finally gotten rid of came back a little bit.

After Qin Jiayang's case was solved, the West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit became busy again.

There are so many cases these days.

There are murders, armed robberies, thefts from gold shops, and terrorist attacks by planting bombs in public places.

Small cases are handled by the divisions. Major serial cases cannot be solved by the divisions and have to be sent to the headquarters. However, all the cases sent there are messes with a lack of evidence.

It can make people complain bitterly.

From time to time, Guan Yingjun had to go to Sham Shui Po to help Chen Yunchuan, and could only run back and forth between the West Kowloon Regional Police Station and the Sham Shui Po Police Station.

Jian Ruochen also had to go to school, and he spent all his free time studying the massive files that Li Changyu sent him, studying eagerly.

Not to mention being alone in a relationship, the two of them don’t even have enough time to meet each other.

A week passed.

Jian Ruochen finally had some free time, and dozed off in Guan Yingjun's office. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he heard a cheer from the Serious Crime Unit A, "Go for it!"

He sat up with a start, opened the door and went out, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Xingzong turned up the volume of the TV in his office, his expression extremely excited, "Liu Qishang has obtained the criminal evidence of the currency exchange! The ICAC undercover got the transaction records!"

Reporters crowded in front of Jiang Hanyu, who had just been detained, raised their microphones and asked loudly, "Mr. Jiang, ICAC just released evidence of money laundering and credit card abuse at your currency exchange. Are you aware of this?"

"The currency exchange is suspected of obstructing credit card management, illegal business operations, and concealing criminal proceeds and profits. How do you explain this?"

"It is said that you were detained for 8 days for defaming Consultant Jian. How did you defame her? Why did you do that?"

"Mr. Jiang!..."

The sounds coming from the TV came one after another.

Everyone in the serious crime squad watched in rapt silence.

Will Jiang Hanyu put the blame on Lu Qian?

As long as Jiang Hanyu goes too far, Lu Qian will definitely bite back. People like Lu Qian are capable of doing anything cruel when they are at the end of their rope.

As long as Lu Qian bites back, the police station will have a chance to obtain new clues.

Lu Qian is the one who knows the most!

·

Jiang Hanyu was blocked at the entrance of the detention center. His face was pale under the media lights and his lips were bloodless.

Damn, the currency exchange failed to sell it?

Lu Rong didn't take any effort to clean up the mess!

He took a deep breath.

Calm down, calm down...

You can only save yourself at this time, Lu Rong won't care.

what to do?

Jiang Hanyu rubbed his middle finger out of habit, but felt nothing. Then he remembered that the engagement ring had been thrown into the sewer.

Lu Qian...Yes, Lu Qian!

Jiang Hanyu raised his eyes and said, "I've said it before. I studied art and I know nothing about finance, so the industry is managed by Mr. Lu...my...ex-fiancé. I don't know what he did."

The more he spoke, the paler his face became, and he was almost blown to pieces by the wind.

Can't blame him.

He wants to live well...

·

Kowloon Magistrates' Courts waiting room.

Lu Qian looked at Jiang Hanyu's face on TV expressionlessly, and suddenly he let out a sarcastic laugh.

This is the person he has always loved, the one he is determined to marry despite everyone's objections and the old man's opposition.

It's ridiculous.

At this moment, the former Jian Ruochen appeared in Lu Qian's mind again.

A cold beauty who is down and out, aloof but passionate.

How could he be so blind as to fall in love with the wrong person?

The lawyer sat next to Lu Qian with a dull expression, "Mr. Lu, tell me the truth, does the currency exchange have anything to do with you? I will reduce your sentence. If you add more charges, you will definitely die."

Lu Qian sneered, his expression cold, "It was impossible to reduce it in the first place. The higher-ups have given up on me. Don't you understand?"

The lawyer opened his mouth and finally said, "Today... there are many authoritative media present at today's trial. There is no room for maneuver, Mr. Lu..."

"Okay." Lu Qian lowered his eyes and interrupted.

In fact, he knew that from the moment the videotape was exposed, there was no room for maneuver.

The tool he thought he could use to manipulate politicians turned out to be a double-edged sword, a quagmire from which he could never escape.

Kill the politician and you can kill him too.

The two uniformed police officers guarding Lu Qian said, "Mr. Lu, the court session has begun."

Lu Qian stood up, straightened his neatly ironed black suit, put on his glasses, and lowered his eyes to hide his sinister look.

Whether Jiang Hanyu had any feelings for him or not was secondary. He was about to die, and he didn't mind pampering this "fiancée" again. But he couldn't stand Jiang Hanyu turning against Lu Rong.

His mother died at the hands of Lu Rong and his son.

Lu Qian curled his lips and slowly sat in the dock under strict surveillance.

·

Inside the Kowloon West Regional Police Station, the TV screen turned to Jiang Hanyu.

STN reporter Chen Zhuyao's face appeared on it.

"Good afternoon, everyone. I am STN reporter Chen Zhuyao. Today, the Lu Qian case will enter the trial process. After confirmation from many parties, the Kowloon Court, in order to show fairness, justice and openness, has made an exception to allow the media to broadcast the trial content and accept the review of the public and the government."

"I believe that this public trial will help the court's credibility, which is about to hit rock bottom, to recover to a certain extent."

"The trial will start in 30 seconds."

"The countdown starts now—"

Jian Ruochen pinched his palm, but before he could use any force, a hand came in horizontally, pushed aside his fingertips, and hid his ten fingers together under his clothes.

Guan Yingjun said: "Don't worry."

"Lu Qian will definitely bite back."