Rebirth of Hong Kong Variety Show

six in the morning.

The sun climbed up from the sky, and the warm golden sunlight covered the prosperous city of Hong Kong Island with a layer of gold.

The city gradually woke up and began to regain its daily vitality.

In a tea restaurant facing the street, the steamer is steaming outside, and the roasted duck, roasted meat, and barbecued pork in the open oven are emitting an attractive aroma.

this point.

There was no one in the restaurant.

Ji Bu, Lin Kun who was holding the little girl, and Song Zijie led their subordinates, and the five of them came in one after the other.

"Come."

Lin Kun put the little girl in his arms on the seat, picked up the menu on the table and handed it to her:

"Whatever you want to eat, uncle will buy it for you."

"Need not."

The little girl sat on the seat and shook her head politely: "I will eat whatever my uncle buys me."

Even so, she still subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and her big eyes still unconsciously looked into Ming Chu.

Inside the glass open shelf, the roast goose that has just been baked and hung up is golden, with an attractive color and aroma.

"Waiter."

Lin Kun raised his hand, greeted the guys who came to the store, and began to order: "Roast goose, shrimp dumplings, chicken feet, boat porridge"

He spoke quickly and reported a lot of things, after thinking for a while, he took back the menu that he was going to hand to the guy:
"Well, another drawer of piglet buns and custard buns."

Then turned to look at the little girl: "I guess, you will definitely like the piggy bun."

"Uh-huh."

The little girl sat upright and nodded, sitting upright on the seat, with her hands neatly folded on the table.

It can be seen from her words and deeds that her previous family conditions were quite good, and her children were educated very well since childhood.

Soon.

Things came up.

"cough"

Song Zijie cleared his throat, glanced at the table and then at Lin Kun.

speak up.

It was the first time they sat at a table with a big drug lord for dinner, it was a very dramatic scene.

The atmosphere was inexplicably weird.

The little girl looked at the delicious food in front of her, and saw that they didn't move their chopsticks, and she didn't dare to eat it. She blinked her eyes and watched eagerly.

"Eat."

Lin Kun picked up a wet towel to help the little girl wipe her hands clean first, picked up the shrimp dumplings and put them in a bowl, and did not forget to blow on the hot air:

"Be careful, don't get burned, don't worry, eat slowly."

The little girl nodded, no longer reserved, picked up the chopsticks and began to eat in small bites.

"Tell uncle."

Lin Kun showed a kind smile on his face and looked at the little girl: "Are the shrimp dumplings delicious?"

"Uh-huh."

The little girl looked up at him, nodded, her eyes narrowed into crescents, and she smiled happily, like a little angel:
"Thank you uncle."

"Eat."

Lin Kun picked up a spoon and a small bowl, scooped the boat porridge in the bowl, and carefully stirred it with the spoon to dissipate heat.

At this moment.

Lin Kun has nothing to do with that big drug lord, just like a father who only has children in his eyes, serving his children to eat lovingly.

His every move made Song Zijie and his subordinates next to him dumbfounded, and his mind was full of questions:

Is this what a big drug lord should do? !
In their eyes, the big drug lord is just a machine without emotion, with only interests in his eyes, only money.

Affectionate?

Ridiculous.

"What are you looking at?"

Ji Bu picked up the chopsticks, glanced at Song Zijie and his subordinates: "Eat, it's been a night, eat something to replenish your strength."

He exhaled, shook his head with a smile, took a piece of roast goose and gnawed on it.

When the matter developed to this point, he basically knew it in his heart, and Lin Kun had a high probability of being recruited.

in front of you.

This little girl who appeared by chance has now become the key to Lin Kun's opening.

Song Zijie and the others didn't know, but Ji Bu knew that the little girl touched Lin Kun's nerves at a certain moment, making Lin Kun think of his several-month-old son who was still lying in the stroller.

This is why.

He would suddenly have such a big touch on the little girl.

During the meal, as the atmosphere gradually eased, everyone chatted with the little girl without saying a word, and basically understood what was going on.

Just as Song Zijie guessed.

The little girl's original family conditions are really good, she belongs to the middle class, her father owns a small factory, can earn money, and the family also has their own house. It can't be said to be very rich, but it must be ahead of many people.

Her description was ambiguous, and some things were wrong, but they all understood:

It's nothing more than that Dad doesn't know when, he always pricks himself with needles, and the conditions of their family are getting worse and worse.

after that.

Dad stopped working, the factory was gone, and the home was gone.

after that.

They can only live in crowded small sub-divided rooms, the space is cramped and narrow, and they often eat the last meal without the next meal.

"do not know."

The little girl put down the chopsticks in her hand, and looked outside eagerly: "I don't know why it suddenly behaved like this."

She turned her head and looked at Lin Kun, with anticipation in her eyes: "Uncle, can you persuade Dad for me? Let him stop being like this."

The expression on Lin Kun's face froze, he smiled unnaturally, and didn't answer.

This is a heavy topic.

Two 10 minutes later.

After everyone finished their breakfast, Ji Bu took out his wallet to pay the bill.

"that."

The little girl looked anxiously at the unfinished food on the table, and carefully looked at Ji Bu:

"Uncle, can these unfinished meals be packed?"

She seemed to muster up a lot of courage, and looked at Ji Bu with big black and bright eyes:

"I, I want to pack it and take it back to my dad. Dad hasn't eaten for a long time, and he wants to prick himself with a needle all day long."

"And mother."

"of course."

Lin Kun didn't wait for Ji Bu to speak, he called the waiter to pack it, and added an extra portion of roast goose, and paid the bill.

Several people came out of the restaurant.

Lin Kun didn't let the little girl go to her father again, but handed the packaged food to Song Zijie's subordinates, motioning him to send it to that alley.

"Tell uncle where you live?"

Lin Kun bent down and picked up the little girl, and sat on his arm with her leg in his left hand, and stroked her hair with his right hand:

"Come on, let's go to your mother now and give her all these delicious things."

"Uh-huh!"

The little girl nodded vigorously, and then began to think, trying to remember where her family lived.

This area, which is a bit of an urban village, is very messy. Under the guidance of the little girl's memories, several people wandered around for a long time, and finally found a place to live.

Lin Kun carried the little girl up the narrow stairs, scanning the surrounding environment:
"Listen to uncle, don't follow your father anymore, follow your mother, your father won't take care of you."

"OK."

The little girl pouted and nodded, a trace of grievance flashed in her eyes, she looked at Lin Kun helplessly and explained:
"I didn't want to, but my mother was sleeping at home and refused to talk to me, and then was taken away by my father."

A few people went up the cramped stairs to the sixth floor. Under the guidance of the little girl, they went upstairs and turned right and walked inward.

The space in the narrow corridor is cramped, and everything is dirty and messy. Occasionally, someone passing by will just glance at them indifferently and pass by sideways.

"It's here."

When the little girl came to the door of her house, she became visibly excited, and slid off Lin Kun's body, pointing at the wooden door:
"This is it, I live here."

Ji Bu looked up at the house number, raised his hand and knocked on the door, the hollow sound of the door panel spread in the corridor.

No one responded.

Knock again.

Still no one responded.

The door that was originally concealed opened directly under Ji Bu's knock, and he pushed the door open, and the room was quiet.

Song Zijie took the lead and strode in.

The room is very simple and cramped. After entering the living room, you will go directly to the room inside.

Many used needles for smoking were discarded on the ground and in the trash cans, and cigarette butts and garbage were everywhere.

A woman was lying on the bed, motionless.

Song Zijie withdrew his gaze from looking around, focused on the bed, and a creepy scene appeared in front of him.

"what!"

Song Zijie was frightened, and screamed almost reflexively. He took several steps back again and again, knocked down the folding table behind him, and sat down on the ground.

Doorway.

When Ji Bu and Lin Kun heard the movement, they walked in quickly.

Bed.

The woman lay motionless and had already died for a long time. On her body, many mice were occupying her body densely, lowering their heads and gnawing on her body.

The daring mouse was not afraid when it saw people coming, and even turned its head to look at them, revealing a gloomy light with its wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes.

Everyone trembled, subconsciously took a few steps back.

The little girl was at the end. Before she had time to see clearly when she walked in, Ji Bu immediately blocked her eyes with his hand and led her out.

"Gudong."

Lin Kun swallowed a mouthful of saliva with his Adam's apple twitching, and stood there looking at him with a complicated expression, his fingers hanging on both sides of his body trembling slightly.

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After half an hour.

Police cars rushed to the scene.

After a preliminary investigation, it became clear that the little girl's mother had died of an overdose for a day or two.

The black car began to clean up the scene.

Song Zijie handed over to the police officers who came, and after signing, he squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, and lit a cigarette and smoked heavily.

The scene just now obviously had a huge psychological impact on him.

"The little girl has been handed over to them."

Ji Bu exhaled the smoke, turned his head to look at the police car parked downstairs, and looked at Lin Kun: "I have already arranged for people to go through the relevant procedures."

"In the future, she will stay in the social welfare home, and her old man will also be sent to the compulsory drug rehabilitation center."

Lin Kun remained silent, looking at the little girl who was being held by a female police officer and sitting in a police car.

The little girl was also looking at him eagerly.

She didn't know what happened, but when she saw Lin Kun looking at her, she reached out and waved at Lin Kun.

"Ha ha!"

Lin Kun looked at the little girl who was waving at him, then waved her hand and smiled, then turned to look at Ji Bu:

"Help me donate a sum of money to this orphanage, I don't want her to stay in the orphanage."

"is that useful?!"

Ji Bu spit out the smoke, and interrupted Lin Kun directly: "Can donating money solve the problem? Donating money can make her live well?!"

"Her childhood? Her lack of parental love? Many factors are mixed together. Who will guarantee her education?"

"When she grows up in the future, won't she have any influence at all?"

He slapped Lin Kun's arm, holding his arm tightly: "Wake up, Brother Kun!"

"These things can't solve the problem at all. The key point is to deal with the source. Only by solving the root cause can this matter be completely solved!"

"Another angle to substitute, if, if yours"

"enough!"

Lin Kun frowned, as if someone had stabbed him in some kind of weakness, interrupted Ji Bu roughly, and stared at him.

a while.

He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I can say it, but my son has to stay with me."

"I said, I will take care of him!"

Ji Bu made his own promise: "With me here, I will protect him well, and with Ajun here, I will also take good care of him, won't I?!"

"it is good."

Lin Kun let out a long breath and raised his head again: "I said, I will tell you everything I know."

"Zhou Yi is indeed the person behind the scenes. From our trip to northern Myanmar, when General Chachai attacked us, I already knew it was her."

"I will make it clear what she has been involved in these years. With these things, this line will never exist again."

Speaking of it.

He paused again, as if he was asking Ji Bu, or himself: "After Lin Kun falls, will there be another Zhang Kun or Li Kun?"

Lin Kun looked at Ji Bu with burning eyes: "Haven't you understood by now? These ghosts don't treat you undercover agents as human beings at all."

"As long as these ghosts are still here, it will never get better. Their attitude towards you is the best explanation."

"I know."

Ji Bu took a sip of his cigarette, looked up at the sky, and the smoke he exhaled was drawn into a long blue-blue smoke line from the air:
"This will be a gradual process. I have my own principles of doing things. I will deal with those who have offended me."

He threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and shouted at Song Zijie: "Song Sir, take Lin Kun back to make a statement!"

"Also, ask Sir Miao to get rid of the policeman who was staring at Zhou Yi, and I'll take care of the next thing."

"Forehead"

Song Zijie hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, and said with some concern: "Do you want us to cooperate with you? This is a big matter. If Zhou Yi runs away"

"Let me do it."

Ji Bu shook his head and rejected him: "The child is still in her hands, I don't want any mistakes to happen."

"Ok."

Song Zijie could only agree when he heard the words: "I'll go back and explain to Sir Miao."

Ji Bu stood where he was, watching Song Zijie drive away with Lin Kun, then got into the phone booth, and asked Aji Luo Tianhong to drive to pick him up.

Soon.

The car stopped beside Ji Bu.

"Boss Ji."

Luo Tianhong sat in the driver's seat, with conspicuous blue hair: "You came out so soon, you don't look very good."

"Ah."

Ji Bu responded, opened the car door and got in: "Go and Liansheng, call me when you get there."

Done.

He lowered the seat back and took a rest.

and Liansheng.

The purpose of Ji Bu's coming to find Dongguan Tsai is also very simple, that is to find out the way Zhou Yi is about to leave.

at the moment.

All her passports are under surveillance, even if the police cancel her follow-up, but if she wants to leave Hong Kong Island, it is definitely impossible to take a plane and wait for the way to need a passport.

He Liansheng has many forces involved in various fields, so it is definitely right to find them for this matter.

Dongguan Tsai agreed without even thinking about it, and immediately spread the news, signaling the cooperation of all the big and small halls below, using all his connections and relationships.

Arrange these.

Ji Bu got into the car by himself and drove to Lin Kun's villa.

"Yo."

Looking at Ji Bu who appeared early, Zhou Yi couldn't help being a little surprised: "It's quite early, you are very fast, and you made those policemen withdraw with just a few words."

"of course."

Ji Bu's eyes were bloodshot, and he obviously lacked sleep: "I'm here to take my godson away, remember the agreement between us."

"Humph."

Zhou Yi snorted coldly, waited for his subordinates to search Ji Bu, and then let him in:
"If I can get out of here successfully."

"I want to see them."

Ji Bu glanced around the hall of the villa: "From now on, the two of them must stay with me, otherwise, I promise you can't leave here."

Although Zhou Yi looked displeased, she didn't talk to Ji Bu any more. Under her signal, Ajun came out pushing the baby carriage not long after.

"Abu!"

After Ajun saw Ji Bu, she subconsciously called out, then stood where she was, looking at him with complicated eyes.

"Damn son sleeps soundly."

Ji Bu glanced over the stroller, looked at the sleeping godson inside, then looked at Ajun, and met his eyes:

"Do you think I did something wrong?!"

"."

Ajun bit her lip and looked at him without saying a word.

"I am here."

Ji Bu reached out and hugged Ajun in his arms, and patted her on the back lightly: "This matter will pass soon."

"Woooo."

Ajun couldn't hold back her emotions anymore, she hugged Ji Bu tightly unconsciously, and sobbed softly.

The huge changes that happened suddenly in just a few days made her experience something she never wanted to experience in her entire life, and her suppressed emotions were released at this moment.

"OK OK."

Ji Bu raised his hand and patted Ajun's back, sat down on the sofa, squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and said very tiredly:
"It'll be fine soon, but until then, I might need a little sleep."

"!"

Zhou Yi looked at this scene with an ugly face, but she didn't stop her. Her eyes signaled her subordinates to stare at them, and she turned around and went to the underground secret room.

in the basement.

The subordinates are making final preparations.

Zhou Yi frowned and glanced at them: "How are you preparing?"

"It's all ready."

The subordinate stood up: "Just wait until the time, we can leave by boat.