Chapter 27 Mrs. Zheng

Although there was no way to directly identify the mastermind behind the scenes, the bodyguards hired by Wen Yue were not just for show. After asking around, they soon discovered that something was wrong with the tenant of Room 402.

It wasn't that he was a suspect, but he might have gotten up at 2 or 3 o'clock to sleep and saw the person who splashed the paint, but he didn't dare to say anything because he was afraid of retaliation. After

Wen Yue learned about the situation, she immediately asked Huang Zhihao to find a reason to evacuate the neighbors, and then asked Chen Jianping to arrange someone to take the other party to the second floor when no one was paying attention.

A few minutes later, Wen Yue met the tenant of Room 402 in the office on the second floor.

The tenant's surname is Liu, and his given name is Hao. He is 45 years old this year. The older tenants call him Ah Hao, while the younger ones call him Brother Hao or Uncle Hao.

He is not tall, about 1.7 meters, and quite thin. It was hot, and he was wearing a loose vest. He didn't look elegant, but he wasn't vulgar either. He was just a person you can see everywhere on the street.

Liu Hao probably knew why he was brought up here. He looked a little nervous, and said with a flattering smile: "Miss Wen, what are you doing? My family is waiting for me."

"Uncle Hao, don't worry too much. I asked them to bring you here just to ask some questions. I will let you go after I figure it out. As long as you cooperate, I won't let them wait too long."

"But," Liu Hao squatted down and said with his head in his hands, "but I don't know anything!"

At this time, the system came in handy: [He lied, not only did he see those people, he also knew one of them. ]

Wen Yue's eyes lit up, this was a pleasant surprise!

[Tong, can you get the information of that gang and the photos of them gathering to splash paint? 】

【I can only find the information about the person Liu Hao knows, but not about other people, and there are no photos. Liu Hao is not the owner of the melon, so the scene he saw cannot generate evidence photos. 】

Wen Yue was a little disappointed when she heard this, but she changed her mind and thought, Liu Hao is not the owner of the melon, so what about the person he knows? The other party participated in a vicious incident, so he should be considered the owner of the melon, right?

To this the system replied: 【It should be considered, but you will know whether it is specific or not after you meet the other party. 】

That's it.

Wen Yue said: 【Tell me the information of the person Liu Hao knows. 】

【The man's name is Zhang Wei, and his family lives on the street in front. His parents are also in business. He did not continue his studies after graduating from high school and started to mix in society. He is currently working under a man called Bingge. 】

Since Zhang Wei worked under Bingge, Wen Yue felt that the paint splashing was most likely done by Bingge's subordinates, but she didn't know if there was anyone above Bingge.

Although there was no clear answer, Wen Yue was not in a hurry. The main characters had all come out, so how could the truth be far away?

Thinking of this, Wen Yue said, "Uncle Hao, you know, you got up once at around 2 o'clock last night, and passed by the living room window and saw a group of rascals riding motorcycles and splashing paint. Not only did you see people, you also recognized the face of one of them."

When Liu Hao was told what he saw last night, his mouth opened a little.

Chen Jianping, who was standing next to him, also had a flash of shock in his eyes. Although they saw that Liu Hao knew something, they had not asked anything until now.

Wen Yue was not panicking. After all, they had already determined that the crime was committed at 2 or 3 in the morning, and many of those gangsters liked to go out on motorcycles, so her story was reasonable.

She continued, "Uncle Hao, I know what you think. You think you are an ordinary person and have to live here. If you come forward to identify them, you will definitely be targeted in the future and you will have no peace, right?" Liu Hao was hit by what

he said, and his head drooped a little. He said with guilt, "Miss Wen, it's not that I don't want to help you, but I just can't help it."

"Uncle Hao, don't be nervous. I understand your worries and hope you can rest assured. I'm asking you these questions not because I want you to identify those people in front of the police, but because I want to know who they are. You don't have to do anything else. I'll handle it myself."

Wen Yue continued without waiting for Liu Hao to speak, "If you're still worried, I can promise you that if you're harassed by those bastards because of this in the future, you can come to me. I will arrange a new place for your family to live, and I guarantee that the new place will be bigger than here, with a better environment and the same rent as now."

Hearing this, Liu Hao was finally moved.

He wasn't greedy for this little bit of bargain. If possible, he certainly didn't want to be harassed by bastards. After all, he worked nearby, and it was hard to guarantee that he wouldn't be harassed even if he moved to a new place.

He was moved because of Wen Yue's sincerity, which made him feel guilty for his concealment of the matter.

And Wen Yue added more conditions: "In addition, even if you are not harassed by the bad boy after this incident, I will give you a certain amount of compensation, and guarantee that as long as you are here, the rent of your house will never increase. Even if Yongli Street is demolished in the future, I will arrange a new place for you that is no worse than the current one, and the rent will remain the same."

Finally, Wen Yue said: "If you agree, I will let the manager draft an agreement to include all the above contents. Write it into the agreement."

Liu Hao finally stopped hesitating and said, "Miss Wen, I said, I did stay up last night. The exact time..." He frowned and thought for a while, "I don't remember it very well. It might be 2 o'clock or 2:30. When I passed the living room, I heard the sound of a motorcycle roaring. I opened the window and looked out. I saw a group of people carrying paint buckets walking up the stairs, talking and laughing, and stopped downstairs."

"Did you see the faces of those people clearly?"

"It was dark at night, so I couldn't see clearly, but one of them sounded familiar," Liu Hao said hesitantly, "He sounded like Wei Zai, the son of the pork seller in the street."

Although Wen Yue already knew the other party's identity, she still asked symbolically: "What is Wei Zai's full name?"

"Zhang, his last name is Zhang."

Wen Yue said "oh", and asked him if he knew who Zhang Wei usually hangs out with. Liu Hao followed her question and explained Bing Ge.

As for whether Bing Ge had someone above him, Liu Hao was not sure. He only knew that he often hung out nearby and had dozens of people under him, so he was considered a small leader.

After understanding this information clearly, Wen Yue let him go home and told him that someone would contact him within three days to sign an agreement.

As soon as Liu Hao left, the police came over. Wen Yue asked Chen Jianping to tell the police officer the information they had collected. The police officer was amazed after hearing it, as if he had not expected that they had found out so much information so quickly.

However, when faced with Wen Yue's request to summon Zhang Wei immediately, the two police officers were a little embarrassed: "It's not that we don't want to help, we have to follow the rules. If we want to summon Zhang Wei, we need a witness to identify him. You are unwilling to reveal who the witness is, so it's difficult for us to do it."

After hearing this, Wen Yue expressed her understanding and said, "Since you have no other options, I will use my own way to get him to see me."

"This..." The older policeman instantly imagined the scene where Wen Yue's bodyguard pointed a gun at Zhang Wei. He said with a cold sweat, "Miss Wen, don't joke. Hong Kong is a society ruled by law!"

Wen Yue smiled immediately, "Don't worry, sir. I am a law-abiding citizen and I don't do anything illegal." After that, she turned to Chen Jianping and said, "You bring two people down, borrow a loudspeaker to spread the word, and say that within two hours, whoever informs Zhang "If you can find the current location of Zhang Wei, you will be rewarded 30,000 after verification. If you can lead you to find Zhang Wei, you will be rewarded 50,000. If you can bring him to me, you will be rewarded 100,000."

Although Chen Jianping had never seen Wen Yue spend a large sum of money after coming to her side, he had been with Yi Huai for several years and had seen the world. He did not think that her behavior of throwing money at people was inappropriate. He immediately agreed and took two bodyguards downstairs to do what she ordered.

The two policemen were a little stunned. Although their work could also contact rich people, not all rich people were spendthrifts. There were many who stole money.

They saw this scene very well.

If they were not concerned about their police identities, they would have wanted to go downstairs to help find the person. Although they were considered high-income earners, they were not so lucky as to not take tens of thousands of yuan as money.

They were very tempted.

More than two policemen were tempted. The neighbors downstairs were excited when they heard what Chen Jianping announced.

You have to know that the salary standards for most positions in Hong Kong at this time are between 8,000 and 15,000. Even if you can only get the lowest bonus of 30,000, it is equivalent to two or three months of hard work for many people.

If you can get a bonus of 100,000, it would be so cool!

At once, those who had the phone number of Zhang Wei or the Zhang family took out their phones or went home to call, and those who had no connections ran to the Zhang family or the pork man's meat stall and took action.

The power of the masses is infinite. Within half an hour, someone found out where Zhang Wei was and called Chen Jianping and others to arrest him. Others saw it and followed them one after another. Although they had already missed the first three pieces, what if the arresting process did not go smoothly, would they be able to catch it?

It’s 100,000 yuan to catch someone! Who is not moved?

A group of people were gathered in large numbers, and the process of arresting them went smoothly. Within an hour, Wen Yue met Zhang Wei at the newspaper company, who had been beaten until his cheekbones were bruised during the escape.

However, Wen Yue was not in a hurry to interrogate the person, because the person she called came during the waiting period, and she wanted to see him first.

The man is called Zhuang Hui, who is the manager of Wen Yue's personal fund and real estate company. Wen Yue called him to come over mainly to let him bring money to pay the bill.

In fact, Wen Yue can pay the money herself, but why should she pay out of her own pocket when it can be paid by the public account?

Zhuang Hui is a middle-aged man who wears a suit and leather shoes all year round. He has a serious personality and a bit of a hard-nosed nature. He is picky about every expenditure.

Even if it is the original body who wants to spend money, it is no exception.

So the original body has a bad relationship with him and has always wanted to fire him, but this man was hired by Wen Rongsheng at a high price, and he is indeed capable. Under his operation, the income of Wen Yue's personal fund has been growing steadily.

So until Wen Yue came here, the original body did not have the heart to fire him.

Knowing that Zhuang Hui was difficult to deal with, Wen Yue was not in a hurry to meet him after she traveled through time. It was not until she revitalized Dongjiang Newspapers that she negotiated with him on this condition.

Of course, Wen Yue did not seek him out to raise the standard for the issuance of pocket money, but hoped to obtain more rights to mobilize funds in the operation of Dongjiang Newspapers, and to have him reimburse her for the funds she had previously advanced to the company for working capital.

No matter how difficult Zhuang Hui's personality was, he was only a person who did things for money. He could be tough in the face of Wen Yue, the boss, but he would not be tough to the end. Moreover, Wen Rongsheng, who paid money to hire Zhuang Hui, had no intention of raising his daughter to waste. He was happy to see Wen Yue revitalize a newspaper company with her own ability.

Well, it would be better if she didn't want to get involved in the media industry.

In short, Zhuang Hui chose to compromise in the negotiation with Wen Yue. She had the right to mobilize more funds, but large expenditures for the company needed his consent, although the arm was often stronger than the thigh.

When Zhuang Hui came over, his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled. He felt that the mastermind behind the scenes could be handed over to the police for investigation slowly. Besides, Wen Yue spent so much money to catch only a small fry, and the decision was too impulsive.

But Wen Yue felt that there were no cameras outside the newspaper company, and the police had many restrictions on their work. If they really waited for them to investigate, it would take who knows when they can find Bingge.

Besides, there might be someone above Bingge. If they really put up a lot of traps, Wen Yue doubted whether the police could find out who was the mastermind behind the scenes.

After all, this case did not hurt anyone, and the company did not suffer a large loss, so it was not a serious case. Even if Bingge and his men were arrested, they would not be locked up for long. If the person behind the scenes paid a lot of money, it would not be surprising that they chose to go to jail. Anyway, these bastards were not afraid of having another criminal record. What

Wen Yue wanted was not for a few bastards to go to jail.

If she could not find the mastermind behind the scenes this time and took a tough attitude, who would take her seriously in the future? If someone was exposed, someone would come to her company to throw paint.

In order to shock others, Wen Yue felt that it was worth spending any money.

But the above ideas involved the system, so Wen Yue deleted and reduced the reasons she said, and after entering Zhuang Hui's ears, it became - having money and being willful!

Worker Zhuang Hui: "..." Well, the boss is willing to spend money, what can he do? He can only resign himself to writing checks.

After dealing with the God of Wealth, Wen Yue walked around downstairs, and when she went upstairs, she already had the envelope in her hand.

In the newspaper company, two policemen were confronting Zhang Wei. Well, to be more precise, Zhang Wei was yelling at the policemen: "Sir, I really don't know what paint throwing you are talking about. I slept at home last night and didn't even know there was a newspaper here. How could I be a suspect? You said someone identified me, but where are the witnesses? And you sent a group of people to arrest me. Isn't that against the procedure? Someone just attacked me. Sir, if you don't let me go, be careful or I will sue you for abuse of power."

"Pa pa pa!"

As soon as Zhang Wei finished speaking, applause came from the door of the newspaper company.

The one who clapped was none other than Wen Yue. Seeing the police and Zhang Wei looking at her, she put down her hands and walked into the company while saying, "Young man, you know the law very well! Seeing how you are talking so clearly, you must have been to the police station a lot, right?"

Zhang Wei had seen Wen Yue when he was first arrested, and knew that it was she who had ordered him to be arrested.

When he heard her say this, he immediately got angry, stood up and pointed at Wen Yue and said, "Who are you, gossip? I warn you that you'd better let me go quickly, or I'll ask my big brother to beat you up!"

Wen Yue heard this, and without saying a word, she stepped forward and slapped Zhang Wei in the face, "Who are you calling a gossip?"

Zhang Wei was stunned by the beating and reacted a little slowly. He raised his hand to hit Wen Yue, but was held down by the bodyguard standing next to him as soon as he moved: "What are you doing! Be quiet!" "

You wait! Wait for me to call my brother..."

Wen Yue took out her mobile phone and handed it to Zhang Wei and said, "Don't wait, call your brother now."

"I, I..." Zhang Wei had just shouted loudly, but hesitated when he heard this, and dared not reach out for the mobile phone in front of him.

Seeing that he was frightened, Wen Yue sneered and said that she pulled out the stool next to her and sat down. She crossed her legs and held up her mobile phone and said, "Okay, if you don't want to fight, I will. What's your eldest brother's phone number?"

Zhang Wei looked confused, but the lower-class bastard he was, the more he knew how to judge the situation. Seeing that Wen Yue really wanted to meet Brother Bing, he dared not say a word.

But it was useless for him to say nothing. As early as the moment they met, his entire life had been entered into the system database.

As long as he remembered Brother Bing's information, the system could call up the other party's number.

So did Zhang Wei remember Brother Bing's number?

Of course he did. In order to please this eldest brother, he was more filial to him than to his own parents.

But to be in the underworld, you need to have brains. A guy like Zhang Wei, who has a simple brain but strong limbs, has been following the big brother for several years, but he is still a small follower.

So he only knows that Bingge has someone above him, but he doesn't know who it is. As for who is the mastermind behind the paint splashing incident, he naturally doesn't know anything.

If it weren't for this, Wen Yue wouldn't have to meet another person.

The call was connected and answered quickly. A middle-aged male voice came through the mobile phone microphone: "Who is this?"

Wen Yue said: "I am the boss of Dongjiang Newspaper. I have your henchman Zhang Wei in my hands."

"Miss Wen." Bing Ge said, obviously knowing the relationship between Wen Yue and Dongjiang Newspaper for a long time, "Hong Kong is a society ruled by law. It is inappropriate for you to kidnap my people like this, right?"

"Wow!" Wen Yue said in an exaggerated tone, "Hong Kong is really a magical place. You, a gangster, actually talked about the rule of law with a good citizen like me. But don't worry, Mr. Xu, I have always been law-abiding and will never violate the law." There

was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment. When he spoke again, Bing Ge's voice sank slightly: "Miss Wen, what do you want to do?"

"Shouldn't I ask you what you want to do?" Wen Yue asked back in a cold voice, "Mr. Xu, did you enjoy bringing people to break into my company's door last night?"

"I don't understand what you are saying."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, as long as the police understand," Wen Yue said as she opened the envelope, took out a photo and said, "Mr. Xu, how many people did you bring to my company last night? One, two... Oh, a total of seven people. Wow, this photo is so clear!"

The soldier felt something was wrong when Wen Yue was counting. When he heard the last half of the sentence, his heart skipped a beat and he asked, "Ms. Wen, where do you want to meet?"

"In my company, come now, otherwise we'll see you in court." After that, Wen Yue hung up the phone directly.

When the two policemen saw that she had finished the call, they quickly stood up and walked over. The older policeman looked at the photo in Wen Yue's hand and asked, "Miss Wen, how did you get this photo? If you had told

us that you had this photo earlier, we would have directly applied for an arrest warrant to arrest the person. Why bother you with so much trouble?" And it wasted so much money. Wen Yue thought if she didn't spend so much money, where did she get this photo? But she said lightly, "I just picked up the photo downstairs. I didn't know that someone not only saw their crime process, but also took a photo."

The police understood and said, "Maybe they are worried that they will be retaliated against if they take it out directly."

"Yes."

The soldier came very quickly. In less than half an hour, he brought more than ten people. Wen Yue didn't let him bring all the people upstairs, and he only let three people up.

Although Bingge was only a small leader, he was very imposing. When he entered the room, he held his head high and chest puffed out, his eyes looking up to the sky. However, when he saw the two policemen standing in the office, he immediately became honest, took out cigarettes from his pocket and gave them to the two people: "Sir Hu, why are you here too?"

"Miss Wen reported a case, so of course we came here." Sir Hu was very kind in front of Wen Yue, but he had a stern face in front of Bingge, and spoke very imposingly, "Did you lead people to do this?"

Wen Yue was not surprised that the two knew each other. The police station where Sir Hu worked was in charge of this area, and Bingge was obviously someone who went to the police station frequently. It was normal for the two to know each other.

Seeing that Bingge wanted to lie, Wen Yue took out the photo and said, "Mr. Xu, you should draft your lies before you tell them!"

Before coming, Bingge suspected that Wen Yue was lying to him, but after seeing the photo with his own eyes, he no longer had any expectations. He made an expression of "I have no choice" and sighed, "I am also following orders. How dare I not do it when the superiors told me to do it?"

"Do illegal things because you have no choice? I told you a long time ago not to get involved in gangs and to live an honest life. Why don't you stop?" Sir Hu said with a sullen face, "Do you want to stay in jail for a few years again?"

Bingge felt that he was scaremongering: "It's just a small thing, it won't take years to stay in jail, sir?" It

's not like he doesn't know the law. He didn't steal anything and didn't hurt anyone. For this small thing, he would at most stay in the detention center for a few days, oh, or maybe half a month, and then keep a criminal record.

But who among these scoundrels has not been to jail a few times? Would they be afraid of spending a few days in jail?

Wen Yue saw this and said, "This is indeed not something that will send

you to jail for years, but I don't know if you can afford to pay for the damage caused by the paint splashing on my house." Bing Ge sneered, "Isn't it just helping you remove the paint? How much does it cost?"

"Who told you that this is the only loss? The two shops downstairs from my house are open for business. You splashed paint on the front door. How can they open? Do they have to stop working while the paint is being removed? They rented my house, but this happened to them. Do I have to compensate them? Do I have to waive their rent this month? Also, in order to catch you, I paid hundreds of thousands to hire someone to help me. Shouldn't you pay for this as well?"

Hearing this, Bing Ge couldn't help but say, "On what basis? I didn't ask you to spend so much money to catch someone!"

"You brought him to the door of my house to splash paint! Do you think it's unfair now? Why didn't you use your brain to think more when you broke the law?"

If Sir Hu hadn't been there, Brother Bing would have definitely started fighting with Wen Yue's people.

Of course, it would be useless even if they did. The bodyguards around Wen Yue were all special forces. It would be no problem for them to fight the group of people he brought, one against two, not to mention that they also have equipment.

Although they didn't do anything, Brother Bing was still in a bad mood. He looked at Wen Yue with a squint: "I have to pay for everything, do you also want compensation for mental damages?"

"Oh, you reminded me." Wen Yue smiled faintly, "I will tell my lawyer to ask for compensation for mental damages when I sue."

The soldier gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

Wen Yue was relieved when she saw this and said, "But I have always believed in the saying that every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. As long as you tell me who is behind the scenes, I can ask him for the money. In addition, I can promise you that as long as you tell the truth, I will not pursue the crime you committed."

If Wen Yue did not have the photos, the soldier would definitely ignore her. If there were no police, he would also choose to take the photos openly.

But since both conditions were not met, he could only seriously consider Wen Yue's proposal.

Although he felt that Wen Yue's request for hundreds of thousands was a rip-off and the judge would not sentence her, he was not a rich man. Even if the sentence was only tens of thousands, it would be difficult for him to come up with the money.

As for this time when he led people to splash paint, the higher-ups only gave him a symbolic amount of money. He and his brothers divided the money last night, and he didn't have much money left. It was impossible to expect the higher-ups to help him pay for the compensation. If the higher-ups knew that he was photographed, they would only say that it was his own fault for not doing his job well and not being careful enough.

The problem was that he didn't know who was behind the scenes.

The soldier thought so and answered so.

Wen Yue knew this, but she also knew that he was not completely ignorant of the people behind the scenes, so she guided him and said, "It doesn't matter. As long as the information you provide can help me narrow down the scope, I can still not pursue you."

"What if I provide the information and you still find the wrong person?" "

As long as the information you provide is true, it's my problem." Wen Yue said, "But I advise you not to lie to me, I can see it."

If he had heard Wen Yue's words when he just came in, Bing Ge might not have taken it to heart. In his eyes, Wen Yue was just a spoiled rich girl. If she didn't have money and a good family background, she wouldn't be able to make such a big scene even if she ran a newspaper company.

But by now, he had seen that this woman was really cruel and willing to spend money. It was not difficult for her to deal with him.

So Bing Ge didn't play tricks and confessed everything he knew.

He did not know the name of the mastermind behind the scenes, but he knew a lot of information, including that the other party was a rich wife, and that she or her family had been exposed and her reputation was ruined, so she had a grudge against Wen Yue.

Based on this information, combined with what the system said, Wen Yue could basically lock down Mrs. Zheng.

It was just that she lacked key evidence.

But Wen Yue knew that she could no longer ask to see Boss Xu Bing, firstly because he was a middle-level leader of a large gang in Hong Kong. For Xu Bing, who was at the bottom of the gang, and Zhang Wei, who was an extra-staff member, she could use legal threats and let the police go to shock him, and even if she really beat him up, it would be fine. But facing a middle-level member of a big gang, if she offended him too much, she might get into trouble;

secondly, according to the information Xu Bing knew, the person who took this job was a senior member of the gang, so it would be useless even if he called his boss. As for the senior members, he couldn't call anyone anyway.

In short, Xu Bing's line was cut off here. If she wanted to get evidence, she had to meet Zheng Taizhen.

But it was not a big problem.

After Xu Bing confessed, Wen Yue let him and Zhang Wei go. The police didn't let them go, and Wen Yue said, "I still need two of you to help shake up the place, so please stay a little longer."

Still need to calm down the place? She wouldn't really want to see the boss Xu Bing, right?

Hu Sir thought to himself, and agreed with a bitter face.

There was no way to not agree. It had been two hours since they received the report. It turned out that Zhang Wei was arrested by Wen Yue at her expense, and the crime photos were picked up by Wen Yue downstairs. Even Xu Bing was called by her personally, and the information was obtained by her herself.

For the first time in his life, Sir Hu felt that he was a waste, and his only role was to help calm the situation in uniform.

Fortunately, Wen Yue did not expect him to calm down the high-level officials. After Xu Bing and others left, Wen Yue asked a bodyguard to go downstairs and hand over Huang Zhihao, and explained: "Contact friends in the industry. I want to send them performance."