Chapter 167 You Talk to Me Like This
Jian Ruochen was wearing a bulletproof vest over his black combat uniform, his waist and chest were covered with equipment, and he had a leather gun belt on his legs with a pistol and a military dagger inserted on it. He had a pair of military boots on his feet, his hair was tied in a ponytail, and he lowered his eyes as he stared at Lu Rong across the huge living room.
Only a few lights were on in Lu's residence, which was dim and gloomy. The front door was open, and the landscape lights at the entrance poured in from behind Team A, bringing out the shadows of a group of police officers standing upright.
Whenever there was a little light, Jian Ruochen's eyes seemed to turn into a deep golden color, giving people the illusion that they were glowing. Combined with his unusual appearance, he looked like a ghost or a god.
As soon as Lu Rong opened his mouth, he felt his throat itchy and choked twice.
Bi Xianxian said: "It seems that we came at the wrong time and disturbed Mr. Lu who was discussing breaking through customs with others."
Lu Rong smiled and didn't feel embarrassed. He slowly sat up and looked at the policemen who had been fighting with him for a year.
Compared with these people, the police officers of the Royal Hong Kong Police Station who had been fighting him for five years were a bunch of good-for-nothings who could not hold their ground if given the slightest bit of profit.
That's all a woodworm is.
And West Kowloon...if it weren't for Jian Ruochen, it would not be a match for the Lu family.
Jian Ruochen is too rich and politically astute and decisive.
The Kowloon West Regional Police Station is exactly in need of someone who can use money to pave the way and help them build credibility.
Jian Ruochen and the West Kowloon Regional Police Station achieved each other, and no one can tell which one is luckier.
Lu Rong thought about it and lowered his eyes to hide his expression.
No matter who is luckier, he will not benefit from it.
He chuckled and said, "Miss Bi, you heard me wrong. I didn't mean to break through."
Things have come to this, he can no longer be charged with fleeing for fear of crime.
"There's no Miss Bi here." Bi Qianqian bent her elbows, pressed her palms down to her waist, and said with the gun in hand, "There's only Officer Bi."
Guan Yingjun didn't waste any words. He raised his foot and took a step forward. The heel of his leather boots hit the ground. The sound was not loud, but in Lu Rong's ears, it sounded like the beating of a war drum.
The policemen at the door immediately raised their guns to their sides, dispersed from behind Jian Ruochen, and quickly walked into Lu's residence.
Guan Yingjun walked up to Lu Rong and took out another piece of paper and waved it, "Search warrant."
Lu Rong looked between Guan Yingjun and Jian Ruochen, and said with dignity: "The situation is very chaotic now, and there is no one available above. What's the point of sending so many people in? Xu Tuo can make amends for his crime, and so can I."
Guan Yingjun said: "Talk to my consultant."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed the mouth of the thin-necked vase beside the wooden sofa, looked inside, then picked up all the flowers inside and threw them away. He turned the vase over and a layer of fine golden gravel poured out.
Lu Rong's face turned pale.
What’s the difference between this and house raiding!
Zhang Xingzong took the evidence bag and a small shovel and shoveled the gravel like gravel into the evidence bag. Finally, he smiled at Lu Rong.
Jian Ruochen, wearing forensic gloves, went to pour out the other one next to Lu Rong and asked calmly, "How do you want to redeem yourself from your crime?"
Lu Rong was stunned.
Things have come to this point, and he just wanted to give it a try, but he didn't expect Jian Ruochen to really want to talk?
Is it true that Jian Ruochen pays attention to human rights and humanity during interrogations, and treats all criminals equally no matter what mistakes they have made?
After Jian Ruochen poured out all the gold sand, Zhang Xingzong came over with a new bag of evidence to shovel.
The forensic department, who heard the news later, searched under the famous painting hanging in the living room and found several recorders, took photos of them, and put them in the evidence box.
Jian Ruochen looked at this scene, turned his head and stared at Lu Rong, his tone calm and gentle, "Xu Tuo has explained everything that needs to be explained. If Xu Tuo doesn't know, we can find out by searching around. What can you use to make a contribution?"
Lu Rong met a pair of eyes that were extremely indifferent. He suddenly understood that the so-called equal treatment was because in Jian Ruochen's eyes, the criminals might not be human beings at all, no different from a brick on the ground or a blade of grass at his feet.
Jian Ruochen seems to be smiling at people, but in fact, it is difficult for him to truly take people seriously.
How did Guan Yingjun gain his favor?
Just because of his imposing bearing and handsome looks?
Lu Rong was actually a little afraid to look Jian Ruochen in the eye.
After all, he was going to use the relationship between Guan Yingjun and Jian Ruochen as a threat.
He looked away and gritted his teeth, "In England, being in jail doesn't prevent one from becoming a member of parliament. If you can help me change my nationality to British and extradite me to England to serve jail time, the management there is not strict and my sentence can be reduced again and again. After I am released from prison, I can run for parliament and help you build a kingdom in England, help you... you."
He paused and said, "Help you promote the legalization of same-sex marriage, and then promote it from the UK to Hong Kong, so that you will have the opportunity to marry Mr. Guan openly."
Lu Rong spoke without concealing his voice, and the only sound that could be heard when the police were doing their work was the rustling of clothes rubbing against each other.
Everyone heard these words.
Everyone knew about the relationship between Guan Yingjun and Jian Ruochen, but they never mentioned it in public for fear that gossip would affect Consultant Jian, who had not yet graduated and entered the workplace.
Not only did Lu Rong say it, he also mentioned it by name!
For a moment, the entire living room of the Lu residence was silent.
Jian Ruochen laughed without panicking, "Mr. Lu, you really know how to do business. I helped you change your nationality, free you from the constraints of Hong Kong law, and helped you escape sanctions, just to... get a marriage certificate?"
Lu Rong said this because he was certain that once the relationship was exposed, they might need a legal proof, so he wanted to use this as a threat.
Jian Ruochen was puzzled. "You are a businessman. In your eyes, the 'contract' must be very important, but I don't think so."
Between people, sincerity is the most important.
Lu Rong could hardly sit still.
At this moment, he deeply understood how hopeless it was to be at the end of one's rope.
This group of people didn't react at all when they heard about the relationship between these two people?
Don’t public servants care about this?
Lu Rong couldn't figure it out, and when he saw Jian Ruochen standing in front of him with his arms folded, he felt that he was no different from a tiger staring at him.
Jian Ruochen sighed: "You do have a talent for business, but it's a pity that you insist on committing crimes and we can't stop you."
Lu Rong gripped the handle of the mahogany armchair tightly until his knuckles turned white.
He must find a way to convince Jian Ruochen. This is his last hope. "Of course the marriage contract is important! A relationship without children is not bound by the law and is not accepted by most conservatives. Sooner or later, you will be like Lu Qian and Jiang Hanyu! Aren't you afraid that he will betray you? I can--"
Before he could finish his words, Guan Yingjun kicked the armchair hard.
Lu Rong and his chair flew four or five meters from the center of the living room to the back, fell heavily to the ground, and slid to the butler's desk near the door.
The armchair was an old item, with a mortise and tenon structure. It fell beside Lu Rong and was in pieces.
Ding Gao looked at this scene, his chin dropped slightly, his lips opened wide, his face was dull, and after a while he looked to the side: "Who is he talking about?"
Bi Xianxian said sympathetically, "This is none of your business. Go back to work."
The correct answer has been in front of me for almost half a year but I didn’t know how to copy it.
Really heartless.
Jian Ruochen looked at Lu Rong coldly on the ground, "Your parents swore to each other, wrote a marriage certificate, and obtained a marriage certificate. In order to prevent Lu Jingchen from abolishing the Qing Dynasty laws and resolutely implementing monogamy, you let Lu Qian's mother give birth to a brother who is against you?"
The blood drained from Lu Rong's face, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Jian, Ruo, Chen——"
Each word is pronounced with emphasis.
Jian Ruochen interrupted, "I don't believe that you and your brother have been at odds since childhood."
He stared into Lu Rong's eyes and slowly squatted down. Seeing that he was slightly startled, he glanced at him and made a reminiscing expression before continuing, "Lu Qian might have chased after you when he was a child. You might have had a brotherly relationship and signed some kind of contract. One of you inherited the triad and the other went into business. What happened later? What about now?"
Lu Rong's eyes went dark, his emotions piled up, and he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood mist.
He shouldn't have talked to Jian Ruochen.
The relationship between Jian Ruochen and Guan Yingjun should not be revealed in public.
Trying to threaten in this way.
Jian Ruochen is too good at talking and too good at fighting back.
It turns out that a person's words can also become sharp blades, piercing people's hearts!
Jian Ruochen took a step back to avoid the dirt and said coldly: "Although Lu Jingchen is old, he is not to the point where he can't hold on and is directly angry to death. Ask yourself, when Lu Jingchen was in the hospital, did you ask the doctor to do his best to rescue him?"
Lu Rong was lying on the ground, breathing more out than in. Of course, he didn't order anyone to rescue him. If Lu Jingchen survived, how could he inherit the Lu family?
He delayed paying his medical bills.
Butler Xu...
Butler Xu may have started preparing for a backup plan since then.
After all, even the trepidation was acted out.
While Lu Rong was half conscious, he heard Jian Ruochen say, "Blood ties don't have any effect on you, but you want me to trust you. How ridiculous..."
Lu Rong subconsciously raised his hand to wipe the blood from his lips, but the more he wiped, the more blood appeared.
So this is what it feels like to be furious.
This is how Lu Jingchen felt when he saw Lu Qian being shot.
Lu Rong laughed bitterly.
Jian Ruochen said: "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking and planning. Excuse me, you are courting death by talking to me like this."
Lu Rong fainted.
Ding Gao is numb.
It feels numb and refreshing.
He had thought about it many times, and felt that once Hong Kong became stronger and West Kowloon became stronger, they could talk to criminals like this every day.
I didn’t expect Jian Ruochen to achieve this first.
I always feel that Consultant Jian is a contradictory person. He doesn't look like an orphan who wandered around and grew up reluctantly.
It's more like being patiently taught, raised with love, and given high hopes by some people with great background and strength.
The negotiation skills that Jian Ruochen possesses and the confidence he displays are simply not something that can be learned in daily life.
Ding Gao couldn't figure it out, so he walked over with a wooden face to take a look. It was as if he was in another world and his steps were floating. After a while, he squatted down again and tried to put the shattered armchair back together and put it back in place. Then he helped Lu Rong up, carried him over to the chair and put him down.
He murmured stiffly, "I was so careless. I fell and vomited blood. Ouch."
Putting aside the fact that this excuse is not very reasonable, their consultant Jian is really infuriating!
It seemed that Guan Sir's kick didn't hurt at all.
In fact, if he were in Consultant Jian's position, he might have been moved after hearing what others said.
Ding Gao quietly looked at Guan Sir, his sight moved between Jian Ruochen and Guan Yingjun for several times. At this moment, it was as if his Ren and Du meridians were opened. The more he looked at them, the more he felt that these two were indeed...
Very well matched.
Who doesn’t want to get married with their loved one?
Consultant Jian was not moved at all.
Would Sir Guan be sad if he saw that he was not attracted to her?
Ding Gao went to the side and helped the forensic department to continue copying... While working and searching for evidence, his eyes were secretly on Guan Sir.
Jian Ruochen walked to Guan Yingjun, stretched out his fingers, poked them into his clenched fingers and tickled the man's palm.
I muttered to myself: Not having it won’t stop me from walking for the rest of my life, right?
He whispered, "I like you so much."
Guan Yingjun lowered his eyes to look at him, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he grabbed the rebellious index finger. Lu Rong calculated wrongly. In the West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit, especially Team A, everyone was a troublemaker based on their strength. What did this relationship mean?
Besides, Jian Ruochen had already been thoroughly investigated, and the news that Hong Kong knew would naturally be known to the mainland as well.
Even though no news had been received, Le Jinwen even brought Jian Ruochen with him, which was enough to show the tacit approval of the higher-ups.
Guan Yingjun turned around and said calmly, "After we collect the evidence this time, the case will be almost done. We will treat everyone to a meal after Lu Rong is transferred to the court and the case is closed."
What certificate do you want to get?
If Jian Ruochen agreed to Lu Rong, she would no longer be the person he liked.
Ding Gao estimated that this meal was just like an announcement to the world, and there should be a lot of delicious food.
He shouted, "Oh, thank you, Sir Guan! Please treat me to a big meal! No Sichuan food, please. Do you have any candy? Come on!"
He nudged Zhang Xingzong with his elbow and asked, "How much should the gift money be for a meal like this?"
Zhang Xingzong was speechless: "Why do you only know how to eat? Not only do you only know how to eat, but you are also so thin!"
He paused and shouted, "Sir Guan, please be generous. Is the Kowloon Hotel okay?"
I heard that the Kowloon Hotel has a state banquet chef from mainland China who can cook all kinds of dishes.
It is said that even the fried melon seeds in that restaurant have a unique flavor!
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