Chapter 65: Prepare to Explode
Jian Ruochen had just stood up when he heard Liu Qishang's cell phone ringing.
Liu Qishang picked it up and took a look. "It's Duan Ming's call!"
The entire conference room seemed to be paused.
Many people stopped.
Duan Ming, the corrupt policeman!
Why would he call at this time?
Could it be that Lu Qian has already noticed and is forcing Duan Ming to come for information?
Lin Yazhi said: "Take it, and everyone else keep quiet."
Jian Ruochen's fingers were clasped tightly on the edge of the table.
The staged victory is just around the corner, so don't make things complicated at this time...
Liu Qishang picked up the phone and put the receiver close to his ear, "Hello?"
"Brother Liu." Duan Ming's voice expanded from the receiver, and it was particularly clear in the silent conference room.
His tone seemed calm, and he even smiled, "Brother Liu, I went to the ICAC to look for you, but when I asked, I found out you were not there."
"Oh." Liu Qishang laughed. "What's the hurry? Why are you looking for me instead of your brother Ji?"
Duan Ming gave a short laugh, "Brother Ji has been very busy lately and was not seen in the building today. Are you guys going to a meeting again?"
He sighed, "Oh, I wish I had been selected into the investigation team, but unfortunately I was rejected."
Everyone heard Duan Ming's test, clenched their teeth tightly, and their hearts were about to jump into their throats.
Jian Ruochen held her breath.
You can't answer "there was no meeting" at this time. The more you try to distance yourself from the matter, the more suspicious Duan Ming will become.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Liu Qishang was sweating. "Hey, being an inspector, isn't it just holding meetings here and there? Lu Qian is really hard to deal with. I heard that he got a piece of land near Kowloon Walled City?"
Duan Ming's tense voice relaxed a little, "Are you guys working on Kowloon Walled City?"
"Yes, there are still some minions who are difficult to catch..." Liu Qishang glanced at his watch and one minute had passed.
Small beads of sweat appeared on the wings of his nose. His body was tense to the extreme, but his tone was calm. He said jokingly, "Sir Duan, you have been talking for so long and you haven't told me what you want me to do for you. Do you know how much one minute of my time is worth?"
Duan Ming smiled and said, "I want to ask you about Sir's recent news. He is too close to that consultant, and I'm afraid he will be deceived."
Liu Qishang: …
He raised his eyes and glanced at Guan Yingjun and Jian Ruochen who were standing two steps away.
Duan Ming's excuse was so bad that he almost felt embarrassed for others.
Duan Ming continued, "Aren't you the investigation team trying to eradicate the Lu family's gang forces in preparation for the future? In the end, aren't you still going against the British Hong Kong government?"
"Jian Ruochen's mother is British. He inherited a large inheritance, and most of his liquid assets are overseas. Whether he is innocent or not is another matter. I think you should be more careful."
Jian Ruochen glanced sideways to meet the gazes of the investigation team members, tilted his head and blinked.
Everyone: ...
Judging from the current situation, it seems that Jian Ruochen was almost deceived by Guan Yingjun.
Duan Ming wouldn't think that Guan Yingjun's three years undercover work were in vain, right?
How dare you make such an excuse?
Besides, Guan Yingjun’s network of informants is spread all over Hong Kong, and he can uncover the truth about someone in a week.
If Jian Ruochen really had a problem, he would have been in jail long ago. How could outsiders have the right to point out the problem?
Liu Qishang really couldn't hold it back, "Duan Ming, although we have a good relationship in private."
He felt sick just trying to say this, "But I can't possibly give you any news about Sir. How did you become so confused about public and private matters? Are you crazy?"
He hung up the phone with a snap.
Do you still want to encourage him to sow discord?
He has such a murderous heart!
Lin Yazhi smiled and patted Liu Qishang on the shoulder, "Well done."
The tips of Liu Qishang's ears were slightly red.
Ji Bailou said: "Duan Ming should not have noticed."
Jian Ruochen hummed, "Liu Sir was talking about the Kowloon Walled City. Even if Lu Qian received Duan Ming's message, he would not care. Kowloon Walled City is already Lu Qian's abandoned child."
It's time to take action.
Lin Yazhi said: "Let's go."
She raised her hand and touched the top of Jian Ruochen's head: "We all know that you have been... We won't take Duan Ming's words to heart, so don't think too much about it."
Jian Ruochen smiled, "Yes Madam~"
Lin Yazhi was so curious that she patted his shoulder and said, "Sir Guan, has he not given you the surprise yet? You should go to the locker room as well."
Jian Ruochen: Hmm?
surprise?
What surprise?
He soon found out.
It's a gun!
Guan Yingjun took out the leather holster that held the gun and handcuffs and said, "It's approved."
Jian Ruochen's eyes sparkled and filled with joy as he looked at the holster.
Guan Yingjun curled the corners of his lips, "But this is temporary. I have to carry out a mission today so I'm making an exception for you. After the mission is completed, I will take it back and officially issue it after you pass the gun license test."
Temporary is also fine.
Just consider it as a way to satisfy your craving.
It would be even better if I could handcuff Lu Qian myself!
Jian Ruochen took the holster, opened it and took a look. The pistol number was 3098, semi-automatic, capable of holding 13 bullets, and the gun body was black and shiny.
Zhang Xingzong looked at him and said sourly: "Hey, you have a gun at the age of 19. I really don't envy you at all."
Ding Gao laughed, "You missed the target when you were in your twenties, and at the age of nineteen...haha."
All the ridicule is implied.
Zhang Xingzong pretended to be angry and kicked Ding Gao lightly.
Good-natured laughter filled the locker room.
Jian Ruochen also laughed.
He fastened his holster, put the handcuffs behind his waist, put on his bulletproof vest, and got on the car to Tianquandu.
Thirty minutes later.
More than twenty cars, some black and some white, silently surrounded Tianquan.
Lin Yazhi's voice came from the team's intercom: "All units sound the sirens."
Next second.
The sound of sirens echoed through the streets outside Tianquandu Entertainment City.
Very imposing.
Lin Yazhi said, "Ring the bell for one minute, and then close it again after Tianquan opens its gate to welcome us. Sir Gong, Sir Ji, you two lead the team to guard the exits, and be on guard with guns. If a car or person tries to force their way out, don't hesitate, just shoot."
Jian Ruochen glanced in the direction of the cigarette shop. The owner of the shop jumped up and grabbed the rolling door facing Tianquandu. He was so scared that he closed the door on the spot.
The intercom buzzed.
"Madam, there are people observing at the gate of Tianquan City. You can go now."
Lin Yazhi said: "Sir Guan, isn't the search warrant in your hands? Team A will take the lead."
There was a thug standing inside the revolving door of Tianquandu.
He was wearing an open denim jacket, a cigarette in his mouth, and a pair of slippers on his feet, leaning against the wall in a nonchalant manner, "No way, sir, you're here again? Didn't we check it before the New Year?"
Guan Yingjun opened the search warrant and said simply, "Open the door."
The henchman cursed inwardly and rolled his eyes, "You say so and we'll open it? Do you know whose territory this is?"
Guan Yingjun folded the search warrant in half and then in half again until it became a square block. He smoothed it out and put it in his chest pocket.
His movements were calm and slow.
The next moment, he raised his hand and pulled Jian Ruochen back from his side. At the same time, he suddenly raised his foot, and with the force of a thousand pounds and the air flow wrapped around his calf, he kicked heavily at the side door of Tianquandu.
“Wow——”
The glass splashed and shattered.
The thug inside hurriedly stepped back to hide, but his slippers slipped and he fell to the ground.
Guan Yingjun lowered his eyes and looked down at him: "I am informing you, not asking for your opinion."
He pressed the intercom, "The door is open."
Lin Yazhi: …
She was silent for a few seconds before she said, "Chen Jincai, Liu Qishang, bring your men to follow!"
Jian Ruochen stepped over the broken glass and looked down at the henchman, "Did Lu Qian ask you to block the door and delay time?"
The henchman's hands were shaking slightly, his eyelids were lowered, his eyes were avoiding, and under Jian Ruochen's stare, he moved back a little.
Typical guilty conscience and evasion.
"It seems I was right." Jian Ruochen withdrew his gaze.
Zhang Xingzong stepped forward, grabbed the henchman on the ground and handcuffed him, "Since you like the door so much, just squat at the door."
He turned around and greeted the newcomer from Group C, "Liang Xinyue."
Liang Xinyue stood at attention, "Here!"
Zhang Xingzong said, "Come here and watch over them. Keep one eye on them and the other on sentry. Don't let them get away."
"Yes sir!" Liang Xinyue stood next to the henchman and pointed the gun at him.
Chen Jincai led Group C to stay behind to guard the gate.
Guan Yingjun and Liu Qishang led the team up.
Footsteps sounded in an orderly manner, and four or five people were dispatched from each floor to guard the stairs.
Soon, the remaining eight people stopped outside Lu Qian's door.
Tianquandu Entertainment City is decorated in European style, with tall soundproof wooden doors standing from floor to ceiling. The reliefs and patterns are particularly exquisite. The bronze thorn totem is twisted around the copper door handle, and it feels cold and rugged to the touch.
Jian Ruochen pushed the door open sideways.
The sound of a gramophone record immediately came from the crack in the door.
The crystal chandelier emitted a dim light. Lu Qian sat on the sofa facing the door, holding a whiskey glass in his hand. He raised it slowly towards the door and said, "Sir Guan, it's not good to kick my door as soon as you come in."
Guan Yingjun glanced at him and said calmly, "Search."
The police officers immediately dispersed in an orderly manner.
Liu Qishang went straight to the study, while the members of Group A looked at each other and turned to go to the bedroom.
Lu Qian glanced at them and sneered confidently, "I have already contacted the reporters. If you return empty-handed again this time, the reporters will definitely return with a lot of information."
"The reputation of the Regional Police Station will be ruined in your hands."
He drank the whiskey in the glass in one gulp and put the thick-bottomed glass heavily on the table. "Sir Guan, you can trespass into a civilian mansion just because you have a good uncle. What do you think of this topic?"
Last time, the Intelligence Department, which was the best at investigating, couldn't find anything.
This time, these policemen will surely return empty-handed.
Lu Qian placed one hand on the back of the sofa and applied a little force.
Who would have thought he had an elevator hidden behind the closet?
Lu Qian looked at Jian Ruochen who was standing next to Guan Yingjun, and his eyes darkened.
The boy was dressed particularly neatly today, with his hair tied low behind his head. He wore a round-neck white sweater with the hem tucked into high-waisted light blue jeans, and a pair of Martin boots on his feet, making his legs look straight and long.
That was a completely different kind of beauty from Jiang Hanyu's.
Lu Qian thought of Jiang Hanyu who was recuperating in the ward and gently rubbed his fingers.
His darling has been particularly fond of pretending to obey and acting according to circumstances recently.
It's upsetting.
Guan Yingjun moved sideways to block Lu Qian's view of Jian Ruochen.
Lu Qian opened his mouth slightly, but before he could say anything, he heard someone coming out of the bedroom say, "Mr. Guan, Mr. Jian, there is indeed a secret door in the closet in the bedroom. When it is opened, it is indeed an elevator."
Everything was exactly as we found out at the meeting!
Consultant Jian’s sensitivity to maps is amazing!
Guan Yingjun stared at Lu Qian, "Do you have anything to explain?"
Lu Qian's pupils contracted violently for a moment.
Why was it found?
Obviously last time...
He suddenly thought of someone.
Jian Ruochen!
This time the police have one more person, Jian Ruochen!
Lu Qian forced a smile, speaking in a leisurely tone, spreading his hands and saying, "All the wealthy families in Hong Kong have secret passages. Although Tianquandu is not my home, it is also my hard work. I spend more time here than at home, so it is normal for there to be a secret passage..."
He stood up and walked in front of Guan Yingjun and Jian Ruochen, and said pointedly, "Sir Guan, do you want to take the elevator down to take a look? I can lead the way."
Jian Ruochen's heart skipped a beat.
How can he be so frank?
Is it true that Tianquan has an elevator, but there is nothing where the elevator leads to?
Something was moved?
No, the news blockade was done very well this time, and the police acted quickly, so Lu Qian couldn't have had time to move.
Then why is he so confident?
Is it bluffing or confidence?
Jian Ruochen took a step forward, stretched out one hand, and made a gesture of invitation, "Then I'll trouble Mr. Lu to lead the way, please."
Lu Qian smiled and said, "Please."
He walked in front of Jian Ruochen with his fingers clenched tightly, and after a few steps, his mood gradually calmed down.
It was already an accident that the police station found the elevator behind the closet. No matter how smart Jian Ruochen was, he would never have thought that there was something fishy about the place where the elevator led to.
He took a few steps, pressed the button on the elevator, and looked down at Jian Ruochen.
As time goes by, the person who used to be unable to express himself clearly, looked crazy and timid can now shine like this.
If the current Jian Ruochen liked him...
bite--
The elevator reached the top floor and Lu Qian walked in first.
There is not enough space for many people to stand in a 1-square-meter elevator. Eight people can barely squeeze in with their chests pressed against their backs.
Jian Ruochen was sitting in a corner, with his back against the metal wall of the elevator, Guan Yingjun's chest in front of his nose.
The burning warmth, with the aroma of black tea mixed with a hint of mint, continuously emanated from the man.
He lowered his eyes and stared at the buttons of Guan Yingjun's black shirt for a while until the elevator sank suddenly.
arrive.
bite--
The elevator door opened and closed, and Lu Qian was the first to go out. "This is the warehouse of Tianquan City."
Jian Ruochen looked up and saw many pre-made canned food and wine on the basement floor, as well as some new bath towels and bathrobes stacked up on top of each other.
The entire floor is in full view.
It is so clean that there is no obstruction, only the load-bearing columns and the elevator located in the center of the floor.
No drugs.
Guan Yingjun turned around and said, "Spread out and search."
Lu Qian's expression was cheerful, and he spoke as if he was at a banquet. "Please do as you please, officers. I don't know what you are suspicious of. I have always cooperated with the work, and I donated a huge sum of money to the medical foundation a few years ago."
Jian Ruochen almost couldn't hold back his expression.
It's really like a toad in gold clothes - so hypocritical.
Even if you use your toes to think, you will know that the reason why Lu Qian donated money to the medical foundation is related to Jiang Hanyu's bone marrow transplant.
Guan Yingjun curled his lips and asked, "How much? 600 million euros?"
Jian Ruochen couldn't help but smile while wiping his face to cover the lower half of his face.
The total value of the drugs they recovered from Kowloon Walled City was 600 million euros.
These words are so touching.
Lu Qian's face darkened for a moment, and he clenched his fists, "Six hundred million? I'm afraid I don't have that much, but Mr. Jian, the richest man, must have it."
Behind the three men, the police officers looked unhappy.
"Sir Guan, there is nothing unusual in the southwest direction."
"Sir Guan, there is nothing unusual in the northeast direction."
"...Sir Guan, there is nothing unusual on the underground floor."
Lu Qian loosened his clenched fists, and a smile deepened on his lips. "According to the time, the reporters should be here. Sir Guan, have you thought about how to explain it to the reporters?"
His voice was low, like the tongue of a snake. "Your search warrant was approved by Le Jinwen, right? I wonder if you, the senior inspector, made a mistake and it will cause Le Jinwen to be dismissed?"
Jian Ruochen pinched his palm.
There is definitely something fishy going on in Tianquan.
If there was just a warehouse underground, why would Lu Qian go to the trouble of setting up an elevator with a hidden secret?
He closed his eyes, and the map he had seen at the meeting appeared clearly in his mind again.
The first to fourth floors are decorated very spaciously, and there is nothing unusual about the fifth floor except for the wardrobe.
What did he overlook?
They first suspected that there was something fishy going on at Tianquan because of the tire tracks at the back door.
The garage for trucks to enter and exit is near the exit on the first floor, right in the middle of the two legs of the A.
Not very big.
According to the area, it should be in...
Jian Ruochen moved sideways a few steps, walked to the base of the wall, and put his palm against the wall.
It should be right above this position.
Jian Ruochen stretched out his arms. The height of the underground floor was very low, just over two meters, less than three meters.
Each floor of Tianquan City is nearly five meters high.
Could it be that this floor wasn't even the basement level?
Lu Qian walked towards the elevator door and said, "Well, since we can't find anything, it's time to leave my house."
Zhang Xingzong and others clenched their fists tightly.
What a wolfish face!
They looked at Guan Yingjun and whispered unwillingly, "Sir Guan."
Guan Yingjun looked up at the ceiling and said, "Mr. Lu, isn't the height of your underground warehouse a bit too low?"
Jian Ruochen didn't expect that he also noticed this.
Yes, as a warehouse, more than two meters is really too short.
Sir Guan can reach the top with just his hand.
Jian Ruochen suddenly walked up to Lu Qian and looked up at his expression. "Mr. Lu, would you mind taking me around the warehouse?"
The lights underground flickered, making the expression on Lu Qian's face look particularly sinister.
He said in a low voice: "Okay."
The two men stood side by side, but they were not talking about Tianquan City.
Lu Qian whispered, "When you liked me before, we also took walks like this along the riverside of Hong Kong University."
Jian Ruochen said nonchalantly: "Before? I prefer the current atmosphere."
He took each step heavily, the heels of his leather boots making rhythmic sounds on the concrete floor, and he bent his fingers and tapped lightly on the wall.
The repeated "dong dong" sounds made Lu Qian's tense nerves ache slightly.
Jian Ruochen glanced at Lu Qian's expression.
Under the noise. Irritability, uneasiness and anxiety appeared alternately on the man's face.
They were not wrong, there was indeed something fishy going on in Tianquan City.
Jian Ruochen and Lu Qian walked around and slowly stopped right below the "garage".
He raised his eyelids, his eyes dim, "Mr. Lu, this floor is not the basement, right?"
The expression on Lu Qian's face suddenly changed.
He blinked more frequently, blinking extremely quickly, his pupils dilated, one eyebrow slightly raised, his cheek muscles tensed for a moment, and then he smiled.
This smile would never appear on Lu Qian's face normally because it was too long.
All these expressions disappeared in a second, and finally froze in a fake smile at the corners of the lips.
Lu Qian raised his hand and touched the back of his neck, "Of course."
Jian Ruochen paused for a moment and said firmly, "No."
He was not sure whether Tianquandu's hidden goods were above or below this floor.
But he has a mouth, and Lu Qian also has a face.
He can ask.
"Is there another layer on top of this?" Jian Ruochen stared straight at Lu Qian's face.
Lu Qian's expression froze for a moment. Before he could say anything, he heard the person in front of him say, "Your expression has answered me. There is another hidden layer above this one."
Lu Qian smiled and shrugged, "Look at you, you won't believe me even if I say no."
He walked up to Jian Ruochen, leaned down, his shadow gathered around him, and said threateningly: "If you have the guts, show me what you can do."
Jian Ruochen took a step back and looked back into the warehouse.
Lu Qian still has some criminal talent, he is really good at hiding.
How to find the compartment in a short time?
Before he could figure out what was going on, Guan Yingjun picked up the intercom and said, "Madam, there's nothing wrong with the warehouse that the elevator leads to. But the warehouse is on the second underground floor, and we speculate that there's another floor above, right below the garage."
He paused, and in front of Lu Qian's astonished gaze, he whispered, "Tell Sir Gong to prepare for the explosion."
Lu Qian felt cold all over, with goose bumps all over his body. He clenched his fingers suddenly and turned back to look at Jian Ruochen.
Jian Ruochen walked quickly to Guan Yingjun's side and asked, "Direct explosion?"
Guan Yingjun looked calm and composed, "If something goes wrong, I will take the responsibility."
He lowered his eyes and said, "I told you, I'll cover for you."
Jian Ruochen felt a little hot, with some sweat on his forehead. Seeing Guan Yingjun's evasive eyes, he suddenly realized, "It's more than that, right?"
Even if Sir Guan is in love, he can't be so blind.
This is a senior inspector.
Guan Yingjun sighed. Would his nice words be noticed?
He explained: "When I came down, I noticed the brand of the elevator. There is only one company in Hong Kong that makes villa elevators. I have detailed information on the speed of this type of elevator, so I calculated it."
"The speed at which the elevator descends does not match the internal height of Tianquan City. It takes about five seconds longer, so I guess there is another floor above."
He glanced at Jian Ruochen's expression and added, "I came to the same conclusion as you."
Jian Ruochen: ...
I never expected that Sir Guan, who is usually so serious, would speak like this in private.
About two minutes later.
A roar like thunder exploded overhead.
There was some dust falling from the ceiling.
Jian Ruochen narrowed his eyes and waved his hand to drive away the dust that had settled on the tip of his nose, his heart slightly lifted.
Did it explode?
“Sizzle—”
Everyone's pager rang twice at the same time.
Gong Yingjie's ecstatic voice came from inside: "It's really something! Go ahead, little God of Wealth, Group A, you guys are amazing."
Lu Qian shook slightly and looked at Jian Ruochen in horror.
The young consultant had a calm face and looked extremely composed.
It seemed as if this result had been anticipated.
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