Chapter 154

"Wonton shop?"

After a while,

Lei Ziming patted his knees and pretended

to have just come back to his senses. "It's been a long time, I have long forgotten what kind of shop my eldest brother and sister-in-law opened. I only vaguely remember that I did eat a bowl of wontons in the middle of the night."

Lei Ziming answered with ease.

He could neither say that Chu Yueqing had miscalculated, nor could he prove it.

He understood better than anyone that once Chu Yueqing was questioned, the charity events that Chu Yueqing talked about later would no longer have a detonation point.

From the beginning, he came for Chu Yueqing's plan.

As long as the other party is willing to cooperate with him, Chu Yueqing is the best card that can help him take down the charity president.

That's right.

He is using Chu Yueqing.

The neighbors listened to Lei Ziming's previous words and sighed.

"It is said that when you receive a favor from someone, you should learn to return the favor. Big brother and big sister-in-law, you are also Mr. Lei's guide, right?"

"Mr. Lei did a great job in this regard." "Big brother and big sister-in-

law must feel warm when they see Mr. Lei now, right?" "Mr. Lei, are you still in touch with big brother and big sister-in-law?" "Yes." Lei Ziming chuckled, "I'm sorry I can't reveal their specific identities. Big brother and big sister-in-law both like quiet people, so as not to disturb them ." Chu Yueqing glanced at him indifferently. Lei Ziming's thoughts had long been seen through. She retracted her gaze and continued to count, "Later, you were silent for about four years. Four years later, you entered the charity industry and did a lot of charity work." "Let me see." Chu Yueqing put the note on the table in front of everyone and counted it. Seeing the note was put out in front of everyone. Lei Ziming narrowed his eyes, and his gentle smile became stiff. "Master... Master, how can you show the note?" He had a little sweat on his forehead and his palms were wet. There were so many neighbors watching in Temple Street, not to mention two reporters, he couldn't act rashly. "Why?" Chu Yueqing glanced at him and asked, "I did a good deed, but I can't show it?" Lei Ziming smiled stiffly: "Okay." Chu Yueqing looked at the timetable and said, "Well, the first thing is, in 1983, I privately sponsored a hearing-impaired girl because her family valued boys over girls and didn't let her go to school. Mr. Lei sponsored her money." As soon as Chu Yueqing finished speaking, a neighbor in the crowd raised his hand. "I know about this! It was even reported in the newspapers that year, and many people praised Mr. Lei for his kindness." "In 1983, Mr. Lei didn't seem to have joined the charity yet. I heard that the money he used to support the charity was all his savings." Lei Ziming didn't see Chu Yueqing's unnecessary actions, and he was quietly relieved. He said with regret on his face, "Alas, what happened back then is really not worth mentioning. You don't know that the hearing-impaired girl is really pitiful. She really wants to go to school, but unfortunately her family won't let her." "Compared to that, I have a roof over my head and food to eat when I work in the company. Compared with her suffering, it's really nothing. If it happens again, I will donate all." " Good!" The neighbors were moved by these words, and they applauded enthusiastically. The reporter was even more excited and took the camera to continuously click at Lei Ziming's profile and back. How touching it is that even if it means suffering for oneself, one is still willing to help the hearing-impaired little girl. They had a hunch that this report from twelve years ago would surely cause heated discussions in Hong Kong again if it were published in the newspaper. Lei Ziming enjoyed the applause, his eyes narrowed slightly, with a scornful smile on his lips. Although the process was different from what he imagined, he thought the information on the note would be spoken through fortune-telling, but who knew it would be taken out directly. Fortunately, the result was good, and he could foresee that the position of chairman was in his pocket. What kind of fortune-telling in the temple street is nothing more than this. One million is enough to buy a ghost to push the mill, it's not expensive. Just when Lei Ziming was proud. Who knew that a light sentence floated over and interrupted the applause of everyone. "What? Doing fake charity is also worthy of your praise?" Fake charity! One sentence was like a match lighting a firecracker. The air suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at each other, all a little at a loss. "What is fake charity?" "Isn't Lei Ziming a great philanthropist? What is fake?" There were also loyal fans of Lei Ziming at the scene. They were originally kind-hearted people from small charities and have always regarded Lei Ziming, who sacrificed himself for others, as their idol. They heard the news and came to the temple street to see the excitement, but they didn't expect to see their idol being slandered at the beginning. They were furious and wanted to rush into the Feng Shui shop one by one, but were blocked by the neighbors at the door. "I don't believe Mr. Lei would do fake charity, it must be the master's prediction that was wrong!" "That's right! Master, you wrongly accused a selfless and kind person. You will be struck by lightning!" The scene almost caused a riot. The light words came again. "Whether it is true or not, you will know it later." Everyone looked into the Feng Shui shop. In front of the fortune-telling table. The girl tapped the paper lightly, and the rhythmic tapping sound rang out, one by one, as if every knock was hitting everyone's heart. Lei Ziming's mask, which was originally calm and relaxed, cracked with a snap. His breathing became faster, and the hand that was tapping his knees pressed down heavily. On the surface, he still maintained a decent demeanor and smiled: "Master Chu, I don't know what you mean? Everything I do is worthy of my conscience. There is no real or fake charity." Chu Yueqing smiled faintly: "You have no conscience, how can you do things that are worthy of your conscience?" "Is this hearing-impaired girl from Tin Shui Wai? She was rejected by her family because of her hearing disability and her identity as a woman. When her brother was about to go to school, she had no education at all."

"At first, she thought you really wanted to help her and was grateful to you."

"Who would have thought you just wanted to create some hype? You bribed several reporters and secretly followed you to the hearing-impaired girl's home. You took 10,000 yuan, and when she took it, the reporter took the photo successfully, and then you took the money away. However, in order to prevent the hearing-impaired girl's family from breaking the news, you still gave her family 1,000 yuan as a reward."

"The girl didn't get a penny of the 1,000 yuan reward. Instead, your arrival showed her family a different shortcut."

"They completely cut off the girl's idea of ​​going to school, and they wouldn't let her go out to work. The report about you is the best medium. They kept the girl captive and used the gimmick of the hearing-impaired girl to attract donations from groups of caring people."

"Her parents saw her value. For a family that favors boys over girls, a hearing-impaired girl is undoubtedly the best tool to earn charity for their family."

Chu Yue thought about this and stopped to take a sip of tea.

Wei Yanlin was waiting behind and immediately added new tea to the cup.

"The fate of the hearing-impaired girl should not be like this. Even if she was rejected at the beginning, she was able to find a way to survive in the outside world like a barren weed."

"It's not because of you that she has become what she is now."

"Is it really charity to ruin the life of a girl in her prime for one's own selfishness?"

After hearing this, everyone fell silent.

They never thought that the real situation would be so unbearable.

Lei Ziming remained calm in the face of the crisis, smiling and talking, "Master Chu, originally, I thought you were good at fortune-telling. Now it seems that you are nothing special."

"I did give money to the girl back then, and I didn't return the 10,000 yuan. I don't know anything about what happened afterwards."

Lei Ziming's followers also supported their idol when they saw him speak out.

Chu Yueqing was not afraid of his excuses, and continued to look at the note, "You wrote ten good deeds on the note, and you did each one for your own benefit."

As she spoke, she pointed to a good deed on the note and smiled faintly, "In 1989, you organized social donations to care for empty-nest elderly people and send them love and warmth?"

"You became the vice president of the Charity Federation because of this thing, right?"

Because of the fortune-telling before, the neighbors couldn't tell whether Lei Ziming was good or bad, so they discussed it in a low voice before speaking.

"Yes, the media interviewed these old people back then. I will never forget that shot, the old people were eating bread, and everyone was praising Mr. Lei."

"Is there a hidden story behind this?"

"Of course..." Chu Yueqing smiled, "There is a hidden story."

"Master Chu, everything has a limit."

Seeing that this matter was about to be brought up, Lei Ziming was a little impatient. He sat with his back to the neighbors, staring at Chu Yueqing with a pair of gloomy eyes, and reminded with a chuckle, "Don't forget what you took." "Oh

." Chu Yueqing responded.

Lei Ziming breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Chu Yueqing was going to let him go.

He had heard of the name of the Miaojie Diviner before, and thought that he could only calculate some things in a certain direction, but he didn't expect it to be so accurate and even the details could be calculated.

Unexpectedly, Chu Yueqing took out the check and put it on the table, blinking, "Are you talking about this?"

The moment the check was taken out, the whole audience was boiling.

They really didn't expect that Lei Ziming, who has always been famous for his charity and always said that he didn't care about fame and fortune, would actually do such a thing as bribery.

The reporter at the door hurriedly raised his hand to ask.

"Master Chu, what is the matter of caring for empty-nest elderly people?"

This matter was first reported by the Hong Kong Daily.

If the news is wrong, they have the responsibility to correct the news, no matter how old the news is.

Another reporter recalled, "At that time, Mr. Lei had already joined the charity organization and was just electing the vice president. He was the first to take the lead in selling houses, and used the money from the houses to warm up the elderly and widowed people in the community. Later, he mobilized social donations."

"Could it be that Mr. Lei didn't actually sell the house?"

Lei Ziming smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I have been doing charity for the society for so many years, but this is the first time I have been questioned. The house sale was true, and we can still find witnesses from that year. For this reason, my wife didn't understand, and she left me with our son."

The reporter was also hesitant for a while.

Yes, Lei Ziming is a celebrity in the charity world, and he has done a lot of good things. Even if one or two of them are wrong, can it wipe out all his hard work?

"Yes, Mr. Lei did sell the house." Chu Yueqing did not deny it, "But he did not invest the money from the sale of the house into charity."

"He was the person in charge of the activity to care for empty-nest elderly people, and all the finances went through him. He made a false account and didn't pay a penny, but he took the title of the organizer of the activity. In the end, he became the vice president because of the reputation of this incident."

Chu Yueqing smiled and said, "I have to say that the vice president is really good at playing tricks on people. If you want evidence, you can check the accounts of that year and you will definitely find the problem."

Lei Ziming chuckled, "Master Chu, you are getting more and more outrageous. I have never done any of the things you calculated. I have done too many charitable things, and it is inevitable that there will be some bad things in some of them, but I guarantee that I have never made any false statements."

Lei Ziming looked calm on the surface, and no one knew that he was sweating.

It seems that he has to go back and burn the account book.

"Charity? I've never seen you do any real charity, but you've done a lot of fake charity." Chu Yueqing threw the note on the table. "You're busy all over, just for fame and fortune."

A follower raised his hand.

"Mr. Lei's doing charity can be considered as his

wife and children leaving him, can it also be considered as doing it for fame and fortune?" "Wife and children leaving him?" Chu Yueqing smiled, "His horoscope shows a happy marriage, how could it end? After he became rich, he sent his wife and children abroad. Not only did he use the embezzled charity funds to send his son to school, he also bought a big mansion."

Lei Ziming stood up suddenly, he raised his hand to reveal his torn sleeves, "If it is true as you said, why don't I wear a nice piece of clothing? Why bother dressing so poorly and getting laughed at?"

"How can you hide your identity if you don't wear torn clothes?" Chu Yueqing blinked, "You just called me into the kitchen, weren't you deliberately exposing your already rotten internal organs? You want me to sympathize with you and help you?"

In fact, as early as when Lei Ziming came in.

She saw Lei Ziming's face clearly.

She agreed because the things Lei Ziming did would never be made public if they were not exposed in public.

Of course, she had another most important reason.

"Master Chu, I really don't know what you are talking about. People with different beliefs cannot work together. Sorry, I can't calculate anymore."

Lei Ziming still pretended not to know. He turned around and was about to leave. At this time, another reporter who heard the news from his colleague rushed into the crowd. The

male reporter was already old, in his forties, holding a notebook in both hands.

"Master Chu's calculation is correct!"

Cheng Bang was very excited.

"I was the first reporter who took the initiative to report on Lei Ziming's care for empty-nest elderly people. I thought Lei Ziming was doing a good deed, so I followed up for free. But when I did a follow-up visit, I found something wrong."

"The elderly's home didn't have as many supplies as the newspaper said! I realized something was wrong and started investigating this charity. Today I finally found the account book!"

Cheng Bang couldn't accept that because of his report, many kind-hearted people had to cut back on their clothes and diets to donate money, but Lei Ziming squandered it all.

He angrily shoved the account book in front of Lei Ziming.

"Mr. Lei, the total amount of social donations that year was 3 million, which was used to help empty-nest elderly people. The actual expenditure was only 1.5 million. Where did the remaining 1.5 million go? Please explain!"

The kind-hearted people who were still supporting Lei Ziming fell silent.

Because.

Many of the 3 million that year were their hard-earned money.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Lei Ziming's eyes flashed, and he didn't even look at the account book. He just lowered his head and walked out. Before he could squeeze out.

"Catch him!"

The neighbors blocked him together.

Lei Ziming saw that he couldn't get out, so he turned back and asked angrily: "What are you doing to arrest me for something without any evidence?"

The girl slowly poured a cup of tea, without raising her eyes: "Lei Ziming, in addition to doing fake charity to make money, you are also responsible for human life."

"Twenty years ago, the murder of four people in the Shi family wonton shop was done by you."

This time.

The whole place was really silent.

The two reporters at the door felt a thump in their hearts, looked at each other, and both recalled a major case twenty years ago.

On September 3, 1975, a family of four was murdered in a wonton shop near the Happy Valley Racecourse in Causeway Bay.

This case has been solved for 20 years, but the murderer has not been found.

It can even be said that there is no clue of the murderer.

Could it be.

A well-known philanthropist in Hong Kong, not only does he fake his charity, but he is also a murderer on the run?

"Shi's wonton shop? I remember this case. Four people died and only two children were left."

"Oh, it's really a conspiracy. More than 20 years have passed, and the murderer still hasn't been caught."

"I know! A young couple and their parents-in-law were killed, and the murderer was extremely cruel. It shocked the whole of Hong Kong at the time, but it's a pity that more than 20 years have passed and the murderer hasn't been caught."

"Wait, wonton shop? Could it be a kind-hearted brother and sister-in-law?"

"If that's the case, Lei Ziming is simply a beast!"

Lei Ziming seemed to have his inner darkness exposed, and could no longer maintain his romantic illusion. He said with gloomy eyes: "Master Chu, I don't know anything about the Shi's murder case."

The change in his eyes, which was no longer concealed, immediately made Lei Ziming's elegant and frugal image fade away, appearing mean.

"You don't know?" Chu Yueqing no longer concealed the truth and revealed all the dirty tricks. "You dreamed of going abroad with your friends to make a lot of money, but you never thought that as soon as you arrived in the United States, you would be sold to a local servant by your friends. It took a lot of effort for you to escape to Hong Kong on a cargo ship."

"You are an illegal immigrant, and no one dares to hire you to work. You can only pick up garbage every day. It was the Shi family couple who helped you because you have a strong self-esteem and always leave the wontons you made at the doorstep."

"It was also because of this reason that no one around you noticed that you knew the Shi family couple, which also led to the police station not finding this clue when investigating the case."

"One night, you were hungry again and wandered around the door of Shi's wonton shop. This time, Mr. Shi invited you into the shop and cooked you a big bowl of wonton noodles, which you ate voraciously."

"The lights were dim, and you secretly looked around the shop while slurping noodles. When you saw Mr. Shi counting money at the counter, you had the urge to kill him."

"You put the bowl of noodles in the kitchen, took a knife and quietly walked behind Mr. Shi. Originally, you didn't want to kill the other three people, but they came back at the same time, so you decided to kill them all." The

more Chu Yueqing calculated, the colder her brows became, "You killed the person who helped you."

"I didn't!" Lei Ziming gradually became irritable, "What evidence do you have that I killed someone?"

His hands kept shaking, and he would never forget the touch of thick blood dripping on his arm that night.

"After killing someone, you once fled, hiding your identity for many years, constantly changing jobs, and paying attention to the news all the time. When you found that the Shi family case had not been solved and was forgotten again, you began to grow bolder."

Chu Yue smiled coldly, "So, you boldly and confidently entered the charity industry, and you are still lucky until today."

Even she didn't expect to meet the murderer of Shi Boren's parents.

A hypocritical gentleman with a righteous appearance, a murderer in the guise of a good person.

She wanted to expose the crimes of this person to the world.

"Alin, kidnap people!" Chu Yueqing was too lazy to talk nonsense.

"Illegal imprisonment and restriction of civil liberties are illegal!" Lei Ziming looked at the people approaching step by step and shook his head, "You need evidence to arrest me. No one can prove that I killed someone! You are not a policeman, you have no right to do this!"

"Police? Oh, you reminded me." Chu Yueqing stood up, took something from the display stand, and walked to Lei Ziming who was held down by Wei Yanlin.

With a swish, the silver handcuffs were handcuffed to Lei Ziming's hands.

With a "click" sound.

Chu Yueqing put the pistol on the cuffs and pointed it at Lei Ziming's forehead, "I forgot to tell you that I am also an external aid of the Kowloon Serious Crime Unit. I am legally allowed to possess handcuffs and firearms. When necessary-"

As she spoke, she tilted her head and smiled.

"I can shoot."

Kowloon Police Station, Serious Crime Unit D.

Four people sat around a desk with piles of information on the desk.

Everyone was looking at the information about the wonton shop murder case.

"Yizu, go to Unit B and bring over the statements of all the people related to Mr. Shi and Mrs. Shi." Zhou Fengxu had been looking through the information for a day, his eyes were full of fatigue, he pinched his brows and closed the information he had read.

"Yes, sir!" Gan Yizu responded with a serious expression, and immediately stood up and went to Unit B.

"My guess has always been that a stranger committed the crime." Luo Qizhong wore reading glasses, and in front of him was a large stack of information, with coffee for refreshing next to him.

He picked up the coffee cup and pointed to the familiar confession in the file, "Look at this sentence, Mr. Shi and Mrs. Shi are good friends, and I have never heard of any new acquaintances or enemies."

"There are dozens of relatives and friends, all of whom have alibis, and there is no suspect. Is this possible?" "

So, there is only one answer, the murderer is a stranger who randomly entered the store, and was tempted by the money and killed people for money."

Zhou Fengxu folded his slender hands behind his head, stretched his legs, and leaned back in the chair, staring at the ceiling.

Wait for Luo Qizhong to finish.

He pinched his eyebrows, stood up again, turned out the photo of the murder scene, and pointed to the first place where Mr. Shi was killed.

Then turned to the second picture.

An open cash register and an empty drawer.

"I am more inclined to believe that the crime was committed by an acquaintance. At the very least, the victim knew the murderer. Businessmen have basic safety awareness. Mr. Shi was able to count money in the drawer without any worries, which proves that he had no defense against the murderer."

Shi Boren, who was sitting on the other side, did not speak for a long time. He was one of the victims in the case and could not personally participate in the investigation of the case.

Zhou Fengxu patted Shi Boren on the shoulder. He knew how sad his brother was. Losing all his loved ones overnight, and the case was reopened. Few people could handle it.

"Aren, do you still remember what happened back then?"

Shi Boren finally raised his head. He had not rested for several nights and had two big dark circles under his eyes. His eyes were full of bitterness and pain. He smiled bitterly.

"Back then, Pingzhi and I were playing hide-and-seek in the cellar. Our parents didn't come to call us to sleep, so we fell asleep in the cellar. The next day, the police carried us out of the cellar."

"But you are right about one thing, Brother Xu." Shi Boren recalled his childhood and couldn't help but have red eyes. He pursed his lips and held back his tears, which fell in strings.

He calmed down, "As far as I can remember, my father would always lock the cash register. He would never open the counter to count money in front of strangers."

Luo Qizhong had investigated this case when he was young. Now that he is older, he is still investigating. Naturally, he knows how much the old brothers of the Shi family have suffered after losing their parents.

He patted Shi Boren on the shoulder, "Qiangqiang, we will definitely catch the murderer."

It was at this time.

Gan Yizu came in again with a file half a person's height. He carefully placed the file on the table, "Brother Xu, Group A just contacted me and said they also have files there and asked us to go get them. Just now, I couldn't hold them."

"Okay." Zhou Fengxu pushed his chair back and just stood up.

The office phone rang.

Gan Yizu was close, he saw the caller ID and said cheerfully, "Brother Xu, it's Sister Xu's call." He

called out.

The already depressing office became relaxed.

"Alas, a good daughter is sought after by hundreds of families. If someone doesn't take action, I'm afraid that the cooked chicken will fly away and the cooked dishes will get cold." Luo Qizhong shook his head and picked up the coffee, took a sip, and glanced at his own sar.

Sure enough, when Sha Zhan, who was originally solemn, heard someone's name, he couldn't help but smile.

Zhou Fengxu smiled and raised his chin, "Hurry up and don't let her wait too long."

Gan Yizu picked up the call and said enthusiastically: "Sister Ning, what are your orders? What are you talking about?"

The last sentence sounded like he was frightened.

The office fell silent for an instant.

Three people were waiting.

Gan Yizu hung up the phone, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, "Brother Xu..."

"What's the matter?" Zhou Fengxu was confused.

Shi Boren also stood up worriedly, "Why are you looking like this? Did something happen to Ning Ning?"

Gan Yizu took a deep breath. He knew what the news meant to everyone, so he stretched out his hand to let Shi Boren sit down first.

"Brother Ren, listen to me, you must stay calm."

"Sister Qing said that she caught the murderer who killed Brother Ren's parents."

The atmosphere suddenly calmed down.

With a bang.

Zhou Fengxu flipped the desk with one hand and jumped in. He opened the drawer, took out the pistol and put it behind his waist, his eyes cold, "Call the police!"

Shi Boren was about to sit down when his mind was blown up by the news. He didn't even have time to react. He slapped the table and ran downstairs.

Luo Qizhong took off his reading glasses, put them on the documents in a hurry, and followed Gan Yizu's pace.

The group rushed out the door.

A large number of people gathered in the lobby of the Kowloon Police Station.

Superintendent Liang stood at the interview booth in a police uniform, accepting interviews from a large number of reporters from Hong Kong. He adjusted the position of the microphone and smiled.

"In addition to the above-mentioned job changes, the Serious Crime Unit also has good news to announce to everyone. I believe that all the journalists have more or less heard about the fortune-telling in Temple Street. The five elements and eight gossip, which are more direct than reasoning, can help the police solve cases."

"The police station is currently planning to re-hire Miss Chu to join the police force, and the invitation has been completed. In the coming days, journalists can look forward to Miss Chu's performance in the Serious Crime Unit."

Obviously, the journalists are looking forward to something else.

"Superintendent Liang." A female reporter raised her hand.

Superintendent Liang kept smiling: "Please answer."

The reporter looked at the interview script and picked up the microphone, "Superintendent Liang, we noticed that the Shi family murder case 20 years ago has been reopened for investigation. Is this true?"

"Yes." Superintendent Liang did not deny it. "No matter how long ago the murder case was, we will continue to investigate until justice is done to the victim and his family. There are still many psychopaths in society, and new cases are increasing. I suggest that you do not just focus on old cases. In many new cases, our brothers in the Serious Crime Unit have performed very well."

The reporter continued to ask, "Your police station has changed many detectives and still has not solved the case. After 20 years, is there any hope of solving it?"

A case that has not been solved for 20 years will inevitably face pressure from all walks of life if it is reopened.

How can Superintendent Liang guarantee this to the media? He could only smile and say, "Please rest assured, the brothers in Team D who are reopening this case will definitely do their best on this case."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion from the reporters.

Everyone looked towards the stairwell and saw four figures rushing out at the same time.

Superintendent Liang felt strange, "Yi Zu, what's going on?"

Gan Yi Zu was so excited that he forgot for a moment that there were many reporters present. He shouted, "Sister Qi has caught the murderer of the Shi family murder case!"

In theory, it is not allowed to disclose any information about the case-related people until the case handling process is completed and the murderer is confirmed.

However, the person caught was Chu Yueqi.

When did Master Chu make a mistake?

Superintendent Liang did not blame Gan Yi Zu. He was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't help but grabbed the microphone and laughed loudly. For a while, the laughter became louder and louder through the microphone.

The reporters looked confused.

The original reporter came to ask again.

"Didn't you hear just now?" Superintendent Liang wiped away the tears of laughter, "The murderer of the Shi family murder case has been caught."

"I advise you, those who want to get the news should hurry up, otherwise it will be too late. I'm worried that you won't be able to see the whole process. The madam of Team D is very fast. Hahahaha."

Solved! The old murder case that has troubled the Hong Kong Police Station for 20 years was caught in less than 36 hours after it was decided to re-investigate!

Superintendent Liang's original worries were swept away, and he left the scene with a big laugh.

The remaining reporters at the scene were dumbfounded.

Superintendent Liang, did you forget that you are still being interviewed at a press conference?