Chapter 30
Hong Kong, one of the four Asian Tigers, is a prosperous international financial metropolis.
In this place where every inch of land is valuable, there are a lot of people from all walks of life. When we first arrived in Hong Kong, the three of us were like headless flies.
Wu Lianyong's company is called Jiaheng Real Estate. We found their contact number on their official website. Through customer service, we learned that Wu Lianyong was currently in Sai Kung, New Territories, so the three of us booked a hotel in Sai Kung.
The most famous incident concerning the New Territories is the Tea Restaurant Incident.
In the northern New Territories, there was a tea restaurant called "Chao Yong Ji." In 1989, they received three consecutive calls from the same villa, requesting takeout for four people. However, each time, the money they received turned into ghost money. The restaurant owner reported the incident to the police, who discovered four bodies inside the villa, several days after their deaths. Strangely, the autopsy revealed fresh food in the stomachs of the deceased, which turned out to be from Chao Yong Ji's takeout. Furthermore, after the incident, neighbors reported hearing the sounds of mahjong being played inside the house.
When we arrived in Hong Kong, Zhang Song took the lead. He was much more familiar with the place than we were, saying he'd been there several times while in the army. Seeing him tell such a lame lie, I didn't have the nerve to call him out.
We first inquired about nearby residential developments under construction or renovation, but after eliminating them one by one, we found no information about Jiaheng Real Estate. We did hear that a villa was being renovated, so we decided to give it a try and went to the villa to inquire about it, but they wouldn't let us get close.
We were still arguing with the bodyguards, but they were basically answering irrelevant questions because we couldn't understand what they were saying.
At this time, a young man who looked about my age came out. When he heard we were speaking Mandarin, he said in Hong Kong Cantonese: "Mainlanders?"
Erma was very straightforward to begin with, and she was furious with the two bodyguards. She turned to the young man and said, "Hey, can you understand what we're saying?"
I quickly pulled Erma back and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, my sister isn't very good at talking."
He frowned and said, "Why are you here to make trouble?"
Before I could say anything, Erma said, "Although your villa is beautiful, the mountains and waters are not good. You must have had bad luck in recent years. I think it's only natural to rebuild it."
The young man had thought Erma was just a reckless person, but he didn't expect to hear such words from her. His eyes lit up and he said, "What do you mean by that?"
Seeing the young man take the bait, Erma said proudly, "As the saying goes, mountains control population and water controls wealth. Although your villa is nestled against a mountain, the mountain is sharp and the vegetation is sparse, making it a poor mountain. Furthermore, there's no other mountain to echo it, which is called 'lone yang evil' in feng shui, a serious taboo. And as for the water, although there are two fountains in the courtyard, the water used is recycled, resulting in a large amount of stagnant water. So as long as you live here, your population will be sluggish and your wealth will decline."
The young man was stunned by what she said. He immediately put aside his contempt and asked, "I still want to ask who this young master's master is?"
"Longhu Mountain, Tianshi Mansion!" Erma said.
The young man said excitedly, "It's my fault for not recognizing the great man. Please follow me in, Masters."
I didn't expect that after all our efforts with the bodyguard were in vain, Erma was able to resolve the issue in just a few words. I couldn't help but secretly give her a thumbs up. Erma glanced at the young man leading the way and started laughing.
After entering the villa, the young man shouted, "Dad, look, I met three masters as soon as I left the house."
The middle-aged man inside was talking to a man who looked to be in his thirties. When he saw us, he glanced at his son and said, "Stop messing around. If you dare bring your bad friends home again, I'll break your legs!"
"Mr. Wu, don't bother with a child." The middle-aged man smiled apologetically to the man surnamed Wu.
When I heard his last name was Wu, my eyes lit up. Could he be Wu Lianyong? I remained calm. Our main purpose this time was to bring him to justice. We were in the dark, and he was in the light. Before we could fully understand his background, we had to keep our identities and purpose hidden.
"Dad, the one I found this time is a real master." The young man said angrily.
Seeing that he was not giving up, the middle-aged man said to Mr. Wu, "Let's talk about this another day. I'm sorry for your trouble recently."
Mr. Wu smiled and said, "What are you talking about? It is my honor to serve Mr. Deng."
Mr. Wu stood up and said goodbye after he finished speaking, but when he passed by us, he showed a smile that looked warm but felt gloomy.
After he left, the young man in front of me snorted, "Pretend!"
"You brat, have you swallowed all the etiquette I taught you?" He pointed at his son angrily and said.
"Dad, I told you, the master I found this time is a real master, from the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, have you heard of it?" The young man said unconvinced.
Hearing we were from the Longhu Mountain Tianshi Temple, the middle-aged man looked at us suspiciously, then walked over and said, "I'm Deng Anyu, and this is my son Deng Fei. Please forgive me if I've offended you."
"My name is Guimei, this is Erma, a direct disciple of Tianshi Mansion, and this is Zhang Song." I introduced to Deng Anyu.
"Dad, Master Erma is so amazing. He could tell that our family is from a poor and remote place when he was at the door just now." Deng Fei said proudly when he saw that Deng Anyu believed him.
In my opinion, he is a typical second-generation rich kid. Now he has done one thing right and wants to get Deng Anyu's recognition.
"Please take your seats, three masters." Deng Anyu said with a smile.
"I wonder if there's anything wrong with my house?" He asked this, actually testing us to see if we were scammers.
"The peak stands alone, the water is stagnant, do I need to say anything more?" Erma said to Deng Anyu.
After hearing Erma's words, Deng Anyu's expression remained unchanged, but his tone changed significantly: "I wonder what tricks Master has?"
Erma looked at Deng Anyu with a smile but did not answer.
"Look at my brain. If the young master can help me resolve this problem, I am willing to pay one million as his fee," said Deng Anyu.
"Don't worry about this matter for now. Let me ask you a question. Is the Mr. Wu just now called Wu Lianyong?" Erma said.
When we mentioned Wu Lianyong, Deng Anyu hadn't spoken yet when Deng Fei interrupted us: "That's him! His face makes me sick."
"Don't talk nonsense." Deng Anyu scolded.
"Your son's feeling is correct. He is currently involved in a murder case we are investigating. We want to know the situation from you." Zhang Songliang showed his ID and said to Deng Anyu.
Seeing this, Deng Anyu immediately said, "If you want to help me improve my feng shui, I, Deng Anyu, am always welcome to help. If you want to investigate a case, Uncle Li, please show me around."
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