Chapter 179 The wanted criminal appears, come quickly
When Yi Xihao received the call from the agent, he was sitting on a chair outside the rental house, eating watermelon and watching TV.
The rental house was built with a container iron factory building. The wooden windows were open to the outside, and the wind made a dull sound.
Outside the door, an old lady was cooking on a coal stove in the yard. The cement floor was soaked with oil, some deep and some shallow. The oil smoke was blown into the house by the wind. Yi Xihao frowned and looked up and said, "Sixth son, go and close the window."
Liuzi was wearing an open vest, with his big, wheat-colored belly exposed. He flattered her, "Brother Hao, how about I chase her away?"
"What are you in a hurry for?" Yi Xihao grabbed a piece of watermelon and stuffed it into his younger brother's mouth. "The situation outside is so tense right now. The deaf lady was kind enough to rent the yard to us. Don't cause trouble. When the shop is sold, we will take the money and leave. Don't leave too deep an impression on anyone."
If the police come, it will be difficult to run away.
Liuzi chuckled, "Brother, don't be sad. We grew up together. After you became rich, you took me to eat and drink. I will never forget this kindness... I will leave you like other people who took the money from the government. When we get to the United States, we will definitely be able to make a comeback!"
Yi Xihao sneered: "You are talking nonsense."
He said, turning his head to look at the TV.
The above is the news that the mainland China and the Hong Kong British government have successfully negotiated to exchange 20 spies for the return of scientists.
Liuzi watched the eldest brother wipe his hands with a tissue and eat the watermelon in his hand in three or two bites. He didn't even spit out the seeds, but chewed them twice and swallowed them.
When Liuzi went to throw away the watermelon rind, the phone rang.
Yi Xihao answered the phone absentmindedly: "Hello? ... Has anyone bought it? ... Have you bought both rooms? The procedure is at 7:30, right? I'll have someone come over to take care of it."
The agent smiled and said, "No, we need the owner of the house to come in person."
Yi Xihao frowned, "Who is the buyer?"
"Yes..." The agent looked at Jian Ruochen, who was sucking on a popsicle while sitting beside him.
I can't say my real name. There are triads across the street. After hearing the names of Jian Ruochen and Guan Yingjun, it's hard to say whether this business can be done.
He is an intermediary and needs performance to support his life.
Jian Ruochen shook his head at him, took a pen, and wrote on the workbook where he wrote down phone numbers: Chen.
The agent raised his head and leaned back, suddenly realizing what was going on. He spoke rapidly, "It's Mr. Chen, a philanthropist who wants to buy the property and start a foundation to help orphans. He bought all five properties on that street. If you're worried, just come with them."
"When he heard it was a triad house, he didn't mind it and was willing to pay 200,000 per square meter. Even if he bought 600 square meters, we only took 1%."
"Mr. Yi, think about it. If you miss this opportunity, you will miss it. Kowloon is safe now, so houses there are easier to sell. Causeway Bay has a mediocre reputation. It's okay to rent, but it's hard to find a buyer who can pay so much cash at once."
Yi Xihao pulled the corner of his lips slightly sarcastically.
Do charity?
This group of Hong Kong tycoons like to pretend to do charity all day long.
In fact, I have done too many bad things and cannot sleep well at night, so I have to do more good things to make up for it.
If the rich man really wanted to do charity, he would not have been forced to take up arms and become Lu Qian's lackey.
Now that Lu Qian is dead, Lu Rong is even more ruthless when he is cleaning the snow in front of his door, not leaving them any benefits at all.
In the end, it was Butler Xu who used his life and the evidence to completely overthrow Lu Rong to surrender to the West Kowloon Regional Police Headquarters and earned resettlement funds for his subordinates.
But it was precisely this resettlement fee issued because Jian Ruochen kept his promise that made the remaining gangsters no longer willing to join the triads and live on the edge of a knife.
Eighty percent of the people who received the money from the court stayed in Hong Kong and developed respect for Jian Ruochen.
The Tao takes morality very seriously.
Even if people on the street dislike a policeman like Jian Ruochen, they will still praise him as a hero.
He is not like the police officers of the Royal Regional Police, who, in order to maximize their own profits, do not regard the triad gangs as human beings.
He has his own rules, under which everyone will be treated equally.
But in this way, Jian Ruochen became a kind-hearted and righteous man, but he, who had made a name for himself in the past, committed a crime, and was put on the police wanted list, had no room to retreat. He was separated from his brothers and became a lonely man who could not move his hands or feet.
Yi Xihao didn't believe that Jian Ruochen had never thought about putting people like them in the current situation when he followed Xu Tuo's rules of the game.
Jian Ruochen definitely figured it out.
He is a master at playing overt tricks.
Neither Lu Qian nor Lu Rong could defeat him, and Yi Xihao didn't have the confidence to do so.
Hong Kong is no longer viable, he must quickly develop overseas.
Yi Xihao glanced at the calendar.
The buyer was strange, but he really couldn't wait any longer.
There are no triads to investigate in Kowloon now. According to gossip, the special investigation team set up to investigate the Lu and Jiang families has been disbanded. Only half of the officers in it remained in the serious crime squad, and the other half followed Kwan Ying-kwan to the CIB of the Police Force.
They are truly a bunch of living devils.
More importantly, the Police Headquarters is located on the Hong Kong Island Line on Hong Kong Island, only one kilometer away from Causeway Bay in a straight line.
Guan Yingjun is still on vacation and has not officially taken office yet. If he doesn’t run away now, when will he run away?
Yi Xihao weighed the pros and cons and immediately said, "Okay, I'll go with my brother tonight."
"Okay." The agent breathed a sigh of relief.
The two hung up the phone.
Jian Ruochen also breathed a sigh of relief, "This Mr. Yi is quite alert."
The agent smacked his lips, "If I hadn't been alert, I wouldn't have survived until now. I would have been arrested when the West Kowloon Regional Police Station swept West Kowloon."
Jian Ruochen smiled, "You understand quite well."
"For people like us, we are very familiar with the surrounding area and maintain good relationships with all potential customers." The agent and Jian Ruochen squatted on the curb in front of the cold drink shop and flipped through the communication record book in his hand. "This page is no longer available."
Jian Ruochen lowered his eyes and glanced around. Among the less than 20 names, at least 8 were triad members who had been liquidated.
Turning to the next page, you will see all the wealthy people who are interested in investing in real estate and have some assets. Behind each of them is written their personal assets and hobbies and preferences.
Jian Ruochen even saw a member of the Xu family named Xu, who liked to drink foreign liquor in a private room of a bar while ordering handsome men and beautiful women to sing Cantonese opera.
The agent asked, “How is it?”
"Quite abstract." Jian Ruochen commented.
He had finished eating the popsicle and was chewing the stick, sipping the sweetness on it and said vaguely: "You have a talent for being an informant. Do you want to work with me? This is the amount per month."
Jian Ruochen made a five.
The agent looked back at Guan Yingjun, then turned back and asked, "Five hundred?"
Guan Yingjun was sitting at a wooden table outside the sweet drink shop, eating a bowl of iced sweet wine. Upon hearing this, he paused with his spoon and his eyes fell on Jian Ruochen's back.
The light-colored shirt was soaked through, sticking to his back, outlining the slightly raised spines on his back when he bent over.
Guan Yingjun looked away and his Adam's apple moved.
500 was the price he paid to the informant.
500 yuan for a piece of information. Jian Ruochen has always been generous, so it is impossible for him to give so much.
He shook his head. "You haven't committed any crime, so you don't need to go to the police station to register. I'll hire you privately for 50,000 a month."
The agent stood up immediately; the long period of squatting had caused the blood in his body to flow backwards.
His vision suddenly went dark, and he staggered before he could stand firm. "How much?"
"fifty thousand?"
Rumor has it that the police pay informants 500 each time?
I heard that when there is no change, the informant has to give the change.
Fifty thousand a month?
Monthly salary? Is he worth that much?
"Yes." Jian Ruochen looked at him and smiled. "If we can catch someone from the shop this time, I can pay you directly. After we sign the contract, I'll take your ID card for record. You can continue to do your work as an agent, and I won't interfere."
This agent is very outgoing and cheerful. When he looks at the script, he is also a person who is happy to make friends. The level of detail in his notes is comparable to that of a know-it-all.
Fifty thousand is not a loss.
"Do you want to do it?" Jian Ruochen asked.
"Fuck!" The agent took a deep breath and stretched out his hands. "I'm Wang Han, stop."
Jian Ruochen held it and said softly, "You are my first informant. I looked at your notebook. You seem to like collecting information about your clients. You write it down in great detail, even recording when and where they like to go. This spirit of striving for perfection is admirable. You must have put a lot of thought into it. You deserve it!"
Wang Hanting's eyes were so red that they became hot.
Many colleagues said that he was doing too much. After all this time, only Mr. Jian would praise him like this.
Guan Yingjun had already finished his sweet rice wine and was leaning against the table, supporting his chin with his hands and looking at Jian Ruochen.
The bayberry popsicle dyed Jian Ruochen's lotus-colored lips bright red, as if they had been sucked hard.
Just a few more words from this mouth can control people and make them want to die for their friends.
Wang Hanting's cheeks flushed red as he stared at Jian Ruochen blankly, feeling that everything was like a dream.
Jian Ruochen said: "Just do things at your own pace. As long as the information is in place, don't make mistakes of principle. You can do whatever you want after work."
Wang Hanting tightly grasped Jian Ruochen's hand, "I will definitely live up to your trust! I——"
Guan Yingjun interrupted him, "Show me your ID."
Jian Ruochen pulled his hand away from Wang Hanting's, moved closer to the man and looked at him teasingly.
Even shaking hands can make you jealous.
I was saying to my friend yesterday: …Just go home in the evening.
Who are you kidding?
He held back his laughter as he watched Guan Yingjun check Wang Hanting's identity, write down the information, and then go to a nearby photocopying place to print out a contract for someone to sign.
Guan Yingjun looked Wang Hanting up and down, describing clearly where he had been in the morning, how many relationships he had had, and which accessories he was wearing were given to him by his girlfriend.
Wang Hanting felt awkward and embarrassed, feeling that he had no privacy in front of the police, but was also glad that his boss was not Guan Sir.
At seven o'clock in the evening.
Yi Xihao and the other two sellers arrived at the agency lobby on time and rescued the agent who was imprisoned.
The hat was worn by Guan Yingjun, and Jian Ruochen put on a wig that was more ladylike in style and leaned lazily on the sofa.
He was wearing designer clothes, looking like a dark summer suit, and Sir Guan, who was standing behind him with his face covered, looked like a bodyguard.
Wang Hanting went to greet them, "You three are finally here! Over there is the buyer this time, Mr. Chen. Mr. Yi, Mr. Liu, Mr. Li, please come this way."
Yi Xihao took a look and then paused. He saw the long-haired "woman" raised her head, revealing a heroic face under her bangs, so beautiful that it was hard to tell whether she was a male or a female.
He couldn't help but take a step back.
The last man who looked like this was Jian Ruochen, so he had to be wary.
Jian Ruochen smiled and pointed to the seat opposite him: "What's wrong, Mr. Yi? Come and sit down."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his back being tapped three times.
Then, my shoulder blade felt a slight itch. It was Guan Yingjun writing the word "Yi" stroke by stroke.
They agreed that if the person coming had appeared on the wanted poster, they would use this as a signal.
Jian Ruochen looked at Yi Xihao with increasing eagerness, then reservedly turned his gaze to the other two, sizing them up and said, "Brother Hao owns two shops in Causeway Bay, so he should be the most powerful one among you, right? I heard that the three of you worked together before? Seeing you today, Mr. Yi is indeed a hero!"
In an instant, the other two looked at Yi Xihao at the same time.
This kind of praising one and criticizing the other makes the person being praised feel good, but the person being criticized feels uncomfortable.
If Yi Xihao is a hero, then they are not?
What's the reason?
We are all just gangsters, why do you, who are wanted, have a better reputation?
Jian Ruochen seemed to have no idea to what extent his words could provoke others and how powerful they were.
He reached back and tapped Guan Yingjun's hips lazily nine times. "Cigarette."
Guan Yingjun took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth silently and lit it. He tilted his head and took a puff before putting the cigarette into Jian Ruochen's mouth.
Wang Han stopped and watched, feeling inexplicably dry in the mouth.
This, this is too ambiguous.
What a good actor.
Just one cigarette made others think that Jian Ruochen was a playboy who treated his lover as a bodyguard and kept him around for fun.
Jian Ruochen took a sip of the cigarette, paused after holding the smoke in his mouth, then turned his head and exhaled softly towards Yi Xihao. In the hazy smoke, that face actually showed a breathtaking beauty.
Yi Xihao clenched his fists and stared at him involuntarily.
This person seems to know how to get everyone's attention to focus on him.
Jian Ruochen said to Wang Hanting: "Since we are all here, let's get ready to sign the contract."
No one knew that nine knocks was the agreed-upon alarm signal.
Guan Yingjun took advantage of the opportunity when everyone was looking at Jian Ruochen, used the back of the sofa to cover himself, took out his cell phone and sent a message to call someone: [No. 45 Wan Chai Pier, agency company, wanted criminal Yi Xihao has appeared, come quickly. 】
Yi Xihao said: "I only have three minutes to sign the contract."
He had calculated that it would take at least five minutes for the police to be dispatched from the police department. Even if the person in front of him was Jian Ruochen, as long as he signed within three minutes and completed the procedure, he would have a chance to escape unscathed.
Liuzi is still outside to support us.
This is his confidence.
Jian Ruochen squinted his eyes and looked over, "Why are you so anxious?"
He lowered his eyes, flicked the cigarette butt above the ashtray, smiled at the other two, and whispered: "A hero is a hero, impatient."
This doesn't sound like a good thing to say, and no one dares to respond.
Mr. Chen gives people the impression of being experienced, ruthless, mature, and smiling with a dagger hidden behind his smile.
There was a smile on his lips, but there was no trace of laughter in his eyes, and his power was so overwhelming that it was almost suffocating.
Alarm bells suddenly rang in Yi Xihao's heart!
This guy has definitely killed someone!
Although he was alert, his suspicion that the two men were police officers faded. He was under someone else's roof and needed money too much. Just as he was about to give in, he heard Jian Ruochen say, "Since you are in a hurry, I won't delay you. Go ahead. I'll sign with the other two."
As he spoke, he readily signed his name in the places where signature was required on the contract.
It took less than three minutes to sign both copies.
Jian Ruochen put the cap on the pen and said, "You have signed it, so the contract is established. The money is not with me, go to the agent to get it."
Seeing that he had no intention of trading with him, Yi Xihao got really anxious this time, "Wait."
Jian Ruochen turned around, his eyes full of ridicule: "What?"
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