No matter whether they are men or women, rich or poor, big shots or small people, they all have to eat, drink, defecate and urinate.

No matter how they disguise themselves, no matter how they flaunt themselves, no matter how they portray themselves as elegant, gentlemanly or wealthy, they will always fart and have a runny nose.

Throwing away the material possessions, they are all the same carbon-based organisms, with the same instincts and bad qualities.

No matter whether Lu Weiye is a big shot, a hidden rich man in Hong Kong, or a beast who cannot be on the stage, he is just an individual who loves women, money, fun, and is greedy for pleasure and excitement.

He has tried those fresh things, tasted those fresh things, those brought by foreigners, and those marketed as high-end, and finally demystified them one by one, and still had to return to the most suitable, most primitive, simple and crude way for himself.

So, when playing with women, he used the most brutal means.

When it comes to food, he still prefers the classic dim sum in Hong Kong-style morning tea.

When it comes to entertainment, he prefers playing mahjong.

So, last night he satisfied the desires of his lower body in the most exciting way, and this morning he transformed himself into the most harmless uncle and came to his "old place" to eat his favorite classic morning tea.

Leaning on his dragon-headed cane, a symbol of his power, he smiled and led Ah Xiang and Wang Ting to sit at the tea table, rubbing bodhi strings, smelling the fine sandalwood, and tasting the rich morning tea Hong Kong dim sum on the tea table.

He entertained his elegant guests like a reserved and gentlemanly host.

Ah Xiang, a stupid beauty who had never seen the world, was the best guest and the best dessert outside the meal - harmless, seductive, and all emotions were shown on her face.

He enjoyed every moment of showing her wealth and nobility.

Treating her to delicacies and exquisite snacks that she had never tasted before, showing kindness and wealth, and seeing the surprise, ignorance, admiration and caution in her eyes, he felt as if he was the most worldly-wise and wealthy person in the world.

The sweet happiness brought by power and wealth is incomparable to the reckless and unlimited sex last night.

He used the most gorgeous materials in Hong Kong to erode the purest soul from the most simple environment, and felt the pleasure of being in control of everything.

Ah Xiang stared at him with a pair of big eyes with clear black and white, looking at the sky.

Lu Weiye waved his hand and ordered the most expensive dishes in this magnificent morning tea shop. In the blink of an eye, he brought Ah Xiang from the dirty mud into the most dazzling world of flowers.

The heads of various halls came to him one by one to hand over bills and gifts, and they all bowed their heads and looked obedient. Even the burly men with fat faces had to lower their heads and tuck their tails in front of this short old man.

How much money did he make from his open business this month, and how much did he make from his under-the-table business? These huge numbers not only satisfied his material desires. They also hit Ah Xiang's mind and became his spiritual tonic.

Lu Weiye was not in a hurry, he tamed this pet patiently.

He often saw her thoughtful expression, and saw her observing everyone's respect for him -

all these subtle expressions were regarded by him as trophies, as her stage reactions in the process of being invaded. Then he regarded these reactions as a sense of accomplishment in hunting, and tasted them together with the freshest and most tender and bouncy shrimp and crab dumplings.

In the afternoon, Wang Ting was arranged to go back to check the accounts, inspect the goods, and arrange for the collection of accounts. Lu Weiye took Ah Xiang and four bodyguards to play mahjong in an ordinary old mahjong hall in Sham Shui Po.

The low-key uncle did not even choose a private room. He just sat at the back of the mahjong hall, where he had the best view and could see all kinds of guests in the hall. Then he started to rub the mahjong tiles.

Lu Weiye is certainly not a mahjong god. He has always been an ordinary player. He does not have to win money. For the sake of fairness, he often plays the role of an ordinary guest.

Today was no exception. He arranged his bodyguard to play cards at the next table and only arranged Ah Xiang to sit beside him to accompany him. He argued about winning and losing with a stranger who did not know him at all.

Everyone who walked into this mahjong hall would only think that Lu Weiye was an ordinary mahjong player.

Fang Zhenyue, who walked into the mahjong hall in casual clothes with his arm around Yi Jiayi's shoulders, did not look around. He chose a table like an ordinary guest, paid, and ordered fruits, etc., showing that he often came to this kind of place to play.

As soon as he sat down, he quickly looked to the innermost part of the mahjong hall and caught Lu Weiye's figure in an instant.

Sometimes, the most "intelligent" people will make the lowest mistakes because of arrogance.

The front and back doors of the mahjong hall were surrounded by PTU members. Inspector Fang and Yi Shazhan pretended to be a sloppy couple and sat only two tables away from Lu Weiye.

A few minutes later, Liu Jiaming walked into the mahjong hall and nodded to Fang Zhenyue implicitly, and the police's arrest operation finally began.

At this moment, Lu Weiye was sitting there, with his "dragon head scepter" at hand.

...

Although Jiayi and Fang Zhenyue had been hiding their identities and concerns after entering the door, they also quickly and efficiently looked at everyone in the mahjong hall.

During the eye contact, the identities of the four bodyguards at the table next to Lu Weiye were confirmed.

Before the action, Jiayi had gone over the next actions and possible problems in her mind.

She observed the environment and arranged the layout, and she did not dare to neglect it.

Everything was planned. She turned her head and exchanged glances with Fang Zhenyue, then turned slowly and quietly turned her feet in the direction of Lu Weiye. After accumulating strength, she suddenly turned from stillness to movement, and nimbly bypassed the tables and chairs between the two tables.

At the moment when Jiayi suddenly jumped out like a rocket, the four bodyguards raised their heads and stood up quickly to block Lu Weiye.

But the female police officer took the lead and was prepared for the unintentional, so she was several dozen seconds faster.

It was during these few tens of seconds, amidst the loud noise of tables and chairs colliding, that Jiayi rushed to Lu Weiye's side.

When the bodyguard rushed to her, holding a gun and a knife towards her, she had already pressed Lu Weiye's shoulder with her left hand, forcing Lu Weiye, who wanted to swerve or squat, back into the chair. Her other hand had already drawn her pistol at some point, and the muzzle of the gun was particularly strong against Lu Weiye's temple, pressing his head to the other side.

Her hands were bulging with veins, her posture was extremely stable, her expression was firm and stern, as sharp as an arrow breaking through the wind, and her whole body was filled with coldness.

"Police investigating a case, no one is allowed to move!" Jiayi shouted angrily, then turned around, her eyes like cold lightning, and shot directly at the four bodyguards who were still eager to try:

"If you dare to move again, Lu Weiye's head will explode!"

If the criminal is arrested, or even resists with a gun, the police can execute the suspect on the spot.

This is what the police want, but I'm afraid it's not what Lu Weiye wants.

Sure enough, Lu Weiye immediately raised his hands and said to the side and back without moving: "Everyone sit back."

Although the four bodyguards had the same expression and fierce eyes, they had to listen to Uncle Ye's words. Finally, they sat back reluctantly, obediently put the weapons in their hands on the table, and then raised their hands behind their heads. Just

when the four bodyguards attracted everyone's attention, Lu Weiye let go of the dragon-headed cane that fell to the ground in an instant. He kicked it lightly and it rolled under the table.

This little trick happened to fall into the eyes of Jiayi and Fang Zhenyue.

Fang Sir stepped behind Jiayi and guarded the blind spot for her with a gun, pulled the curtain on the small table next to him, quickly bent down and stretched out his arm, and the dragon-headed cane was already in his hand.

Seeing that the four bodyguards were already in ambush, Fang Zhenyue fell into the trap, took out the handcuffs and handcuffed Lu Weiye neatly, then pulled out a gun and pointed it at Lu Weiye's head, replacing Jiayi.

Jiayi breathed a sigh

of relief, and while being alert to other people around, she took the dragon-head stick. The moment she clenched it in her hand, her heart, which had been beating fast, finally calmed down gradually.

The fingerprints on the dragon-head stick can definitely prove the inference that the murderer is left-handed.

It will tell the forensic technicians who the murderer is - the most powerful evidence is finally in hand.

...

Everything happened too fast.

Many guests have not even reacted to what happened, and are still sitting at the mahjong table, pressing the mahjong tiles on the table.

The bodyguard closest to the back door took a step forward and tried to escape, but the wooden door was pushed open before he could touch it.

The next moment, a row of mobile force members wearing bulletproof vests and PTU uniforms rushed in with guns raised, and pinned all four bodyguards to the ground in just a few moves.

"Click! Click!" It was the sound of handcuffs being fastened.

Jiayi protected Fang Sir from behind, staring at the PTU members who quickly handcuffed the four bodyguards, and did not relax. Until all the idle people in the mahjong hall were driven by Liu Jiaming and the PTU members to squat against the wall.

The sound of a police car whirred, and the support that Liu Jiaming called in before entering the mahjong hall had arrived. More uniformed police officers poured in, and the police monitored the people in the mahjong hall one-on-one, taking them away separately and recording their statements individually.

Jiayi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and when Fang Zhenyue put his big hand on her shoulder, she put her gun back into the holster.

Liu Jiaming first ordered a uniformed police officer to escort Ah Xiang, who came with Lu Weiye, into the police car, and then took Lu Weiye from Fang Zhenyue. After Jiayi nodded, Liu Jiaming pushed Lu Weiye out.

When the two of them walked around the square mahjong table, Lu Weiye suddenly turned his head and looked at them.

Jiayi was scanning the entire mahjong hall, and when she saw that all the police were doing their work step by step, she retracted her gaze. When she faced Lu Weiye, her expression did not change at all.

Looking directly into Lu Weiye's eyes, she recalled the image of him facing Wang Xinqiu in her mind's eye...

"Lu Weiye, the police suspect you are involved in a murder case." Her voice was cold, and naturally carried a sense of oppression:

"You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say next will become evidence in court."

"I won't speak casually, my legal team will defend me." Lu Weiye was not panicked, as if being caught by the police was something he had expected. Looking at Yi Jiayi, he answered very calmly.

"..." Jiayi stared at him for a few seconds, and suddenly raised the dragon-headed cane in her hand. According to the memory in the flow image, she pressed the dragon eye through the gauze with a click, then held the staff in one hand and the dragon head in the other, and twisted it lightly to loosen it.

After a few rotations, the dragon head separated from the thick staff, and with a slight force, she pulled out a thin sword that flashed with a cold light - this was a murder weapon that had seen blood. When she raised it lightly, Jiayi seemed to smell the smell of blood.

With a slight raise of the corner of her lips, Jiayi sheathed the thin sword again.

When she raised her eyes again, the smile on Lu Weiye's face had disappeared. His eyes turned cold, and he no longer had the previous contemptuous look when staring at Jiayi. At this moment, the beast finally recognized the young policewoman in front of him as a hunter.