Chapter 330 It’s Liang Jishen!
The servants removed the extra chairs, leaving only four seats. Duan Zhiguo and the youngest sat in the south, while He Sang sat with Liang Chihui in the north.
The dealer presented 18 cards, without any repetitions or marks, and adjusted the table lamp. Duan Zhiguo chose 3 of them, and He Sang followed Liang Chihui's instructions and drew 3 cards each from the beginning, end, and middle.
The dealer turns over 6 cards from the remaining 12 cards, which are counted as off-field hints.
"I bet on the big one." Duan Zhiguo hugged the youngest one.
Liang Chihui closed his eyes and raised his head, stretching his shoulders and neck. "No."
In this round, Duan Zhiguo's big 7 was indeed the one.
If one party gives up, the winner gets 20,000. If the two parties compare points, the winner gets double the money.
After several rounds of ties, Duan Zhiguo grew impatient and said, "Let's decide the winner in one round."
The youngest one showed his cards first, "30 numbers."
He smiled meaningfully, "Finally, a high number has been revealed, Second Young Master Liang, are you going to admit defeat?"
Liang Chihui leaned over, looked at his cards, and leaned back in his chair. "I'll bet big."
"Bigger than me?" Duan Zhiguo raised his eyebrows. "Don't you understand the rules of the game?"
"Open the cards." Liang Chihui was calm and composed.
He Sang opened it, 5, 10, 17.
Larger than 2 numbers.
The youngest looked at him suspiciously.
17.
A crucial card that turned the tide.
But this card is clearly in the dealer's hand, not on the table.
The reason why the youngest brother is with Duan Zhiguo, who has seen countless people, is because of his outstanding business ability.
In casinos in Southeast Asia, she is a top dealer, best at the "fingertip card moving technique", and has never exposed it.
The higher the virtue, the higher the evil. Obviously, Liang Chihui is more skilled.
It was beyond her expectation.
He Sang also discovered that Liang Chihui was cheating. There was a stack of new cards in Xiaoqin's seat drawer. Liang Chihui was handcuffed and his hands were just resting between his legs. She heard a slight opening and closing sound in the middle of the process. In just one second, the dealer showed all the clue cards, and there was another second of pushing and pulling sounds. It was probably during this process that Liang Chihui changed the bottom of the cards.
The servants and the dealer stood by the card table from beginning to end and didn't notice it.
Liang Chihui's cheating skills are extraordinary. With just a flick and a pull, he is at the level of mastery.
Li Zhen said that Zeng Mingwei often took advantage of his business trips to play in casinos in the United States, where masters from all over the world gathered, and it was like a fight between gambling gods.
Duan Zhiguo licked his back teeth and spat, "Fuck you."
"It's time for you to fulfill your promise and wipe out all our old grudges." He placed his hands on the card table, his eyes sharp.
"Old Tan, please ask the second young master's wife to come upstairs." Duan Zhiguo answered the question irrelevantly, holding a cigarette in one hand and playing with the three cards he lost with the other.
Liang Chihui's eyes turned colder again.
"You have an underground bank in another province, right?" Their eyes met, and Duan Zhiguo smiled, "I'm interested."
"You have a big appetite."
"I'll release your wife today, but what about tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?" Duan Zhiguo took a slow puff of his cigarette. "You love your wife so much, and she's so young and beautiful. Is it worth it for you to hand over the underground bank to buy her safety?"
He Sang looked at Liang Chihui.
Underground money laundering.
Guanghe Group, Liang Group, Yunhai Building.
All the profits Liang Chihui had painstakingly collected over the past decade were stored in underground banks.
If he handed it over, not only would he be unable to explain to Liang Yanzhang, but his efforts and risks would also be in vain.
Duan Zhiguo knocked off the grayish-white ash and stuffed the cigar back into the tin box. Liang Chihui suddenly said, "Okay."
He Sang was stunned.
"That's great." Duan Zhiguo applauded. "Even a hero can't resist beauty. My beautiful wife is like a jasmine flower. If it were me, I would be willing to pay for it."
Liang Chihui's face was gloomy and he remained silent.
The housekeeper brought a transfer agreement and handed it to Liang Chihui, "Second Young Master, just sign and seal it. From now on, Mr. Duan and you will have nothing to do with each other, and your wife will be safe and sound."
Before he could finish his words, more than a dozen bodyguards blocked the door with murderous intent.
"If you don't sign, that's fine. Mr. Duan keeps his promise. You can leave anytime, and the Second Young Master's wife will continue to be our guest. If a police officer shows up nearby, don't blame Mr. Duan for killing the victim to protect himself. You know, this kind of thing is not uncommon in Southeast Asia. Mr. Duan is familiar with it and has ten thousand ways to escape."
He Sang's hands hanging by his side kept shaking.
My breathing also stopped.
Liang Chihui remained completely still and unresponsive for five minutes.
These five minutes felt as long as a century.
Duan Zhiguo did not urge him and waited for him to make a decision.
At this time, the man with the big flower arm came in from outside and whispered something in his ear. Duan Zhiguo frowned and asked, "Did you take a closer look?"
"That's right."
Duan Zhiguo instructed Lao Tan, "Dark room."
The butler quickly rolled up a painting and moved the vase. The floor of the card hall was a lift that slowly descended. At the same time, the expanded second-floor attic also lowered. Reinforced metal tripods were nailed to the four corners of the wall, forming a reception room layout.
Until the attic was perfectly integrated into the card hall and disappeared.
......
Duan Zhiguo parted the living room curtains and glanced into the yard. A black Hongqi L5 was facing the window. A handsome man got out. His expression suddenly changed. "It's not Liang Jing, it's Liang Jishen."
"Didn't he give up politics to go into business? We're not afraid of him." The man with the flowery arms was ignorant of his own limitations. "If he doesn't appreciate our kindness, we'll tie him up too."
"If we touch him, we won't be able to return to Thailand or leave Hebei Province!" Duan Zhiguo was a smart man, and his expression was cautious. "Liang Jishen disappeared in the Thai Mansion. We're conducting a blanket search within a five-kilometer radius. Not a single footprint or a single hair will be left unturned. This is the province's top case. You know nothing!"
The man with the big flowery arm shrank his neck in fear.
The bodyguards greeted Liang Jishen respectfully in the wooden corridor, "Third Master, please wait a moment. I will inform you..."
"roll."
Liang Jishen parried with a punch and stood at the entrance, "Duan."
He left Changling County at noon, and it was Xiao Gu, a clerk from the village committee, who hired a van to take him back to the city. He deliberately made a big fuss to make Tong Da and Li Xiaorong relax and reveal his true intentions.
Zhao Kai's subordinates had been waiting at the village entrance for 24 hours. As soon as Tong Da left the village, they immediately followed and caught him in the act.
Tong Da must be going to find Liang Chihui.
Liang Jishen returned to the old house and took a shower. He received a call from Assistant Fan, saying that Liang Chihui went to Tai Mansion to rescue He Sang and all contact was lost.
No signal.
Liang Jishen learned that Duan Zhiguo was the mastermind behind the kidnapping, so he put on his clothes and rushed over here in a hurry.
Afraid it’s too late.
He knew exactly what kind of person Duan Zhiguo was.
"Inspector Liang—" Duan Zhiguo walked out with a beaming face, bowed and smiled cunningly, "It's been six years since we last met, and you're still as charming as ever."
"What nonsense!" Liang Jishen grabbed his collar, "Where is he?"
Duan Zhiguo played dumb, "Who is it?"
"Duan Zhiguo, do you believe that I will apply to be transferred back to the Municipal Procuratorate tomorrow and go to Thailand to wipe out your lair!" Liang Jishen pressed his knuckles against his chin, step by step, and when he reached the wall, he tightened his grip with his backhand.
"Inspector Liang! I didn't provoke you." Duan Zhiguo was somewhat frightened. Liang Jishen was particularly crazy and ruthless when he was abroad, especially during the two years when he was in charge of the border line. He would investigate anyone who smuggled themselves into the country or engaged in illegal business, and no one would escape his net.
In 2013, when illegal Chinese factories in Vietnam and Cambodia were shut down, four of the seven Southeast Asian operations collapsed. Duan Zhiguo, timid, went to the police station and bribed Liang Jishen with a case of US dollars and a case of gold, worth over 10 million yuan. He also arranged for money laundering channels, ensuring complete peace of mind upon his return to China.
Liang Jishen accepted it on the surface, to undermine Duan Zhiguo's vigilance, and then joined forces with the local police station to launch a surprise raid in the early morning.
However, Duan Zhiguo guessed that Liang Jishen would not fall for it, so he cleaned up his mess in advance. The factory investigated by the police all had regular contract workers who signed the contract voluntarily and had complete household registration documents. After all, Liang Jishen was not a local citizen, and various forces secretly monitored his every move. The limitations were too great. Even if they discovered something hidden, they could not investigate the more private inside story. At least Duan Zhiguo got away with it.
In this game between good and evil, Duan Zhiguo almost failed miserably, so he learned his lesson and avoided Liang Jishen.
Liang Jishen resigned in August last year, and the well-known local tyrant in Southeast Asia finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Duan Zhiguo did not expect that even though he acted so cautiously, lived in a desolate suburb, transferred flights from other provinces, and then took a bus to Hebei Province, he still could not escape him.
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