Rebirth of Hong Kong Variety Show

Chapter 276
Song Zihao turned around and looked at Song Zijie not far away. His whole body was filled with all kinds of emotions for a moment. He pulled off the yellow-brown woolen cap he was wearing on his head and looked at him.

"A"

He only felt a dryness in his throat, and the words he opened his mouth were stuck and he didn't say it.

all the time.

Song Zijie treated his elder brother who was engaged in the counterfeit banknote business as an enemy, especially because of his own reasons that caused his father's death, Song Zijie hated himself even more.

He has never seen himself in prison for so long.

I will never call myself brother again.

"elder brother!"

Song Zijie yelled again, opened his hands and rushed towards Song Zihao, hugging him:
"Why, don't you know me?!"

"Ajiezi."

Song Zihao had mixed feelings for a moment, hugged Song Zijie tightly, patted his back with his palm, let go of him and looked up and down:

"You're grown up and mature now."

He looked at Song Zijie rather sadly: "What? Why did you come here?!"

"I'll take you out."

Song Zijie winked from Song Zihao, and said in a low voice, "You just need to listen for a while."

"Cough cough!"

Inspector Wu Yusen coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and signaled Song Zijie to pay attention to the situation.

He raised his legs and stepped up, reached out and pulled the hem of the suit, and then pushed the big black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

In order to maintain his style, he made a lot of movements at the moment and seemed a little busy. He cleared his throat again and began to speak:
"Song Zihao, the police have received the clues you provided. After research and consideration, the police decided to agree to your application."

"what?"

Song Zihao was confused. If Song Zijie hadn't told him in advance, Song Zihao might subconsciously ask:
what are you saying?What did I apply for?When did I give you clues? !

I haven't been a boss for a long time.

As Inspector Wu's voice fell, the assistant standing beside him took out a document and began to read:
Song Zihao.
soon.

Read the contents of the document.

The assistant handed over the documents to the prison guards, and the prison guards took Song Zihao down, and Song Zijie quickly signaled his subordinates to send over the custom-made suits they had brought.

Two 10 minutes later.

The gate of Daliao Prison.

Song Zihao came out of the prison, standing at the gate of the prison, feeling overwhelmed.

He lifted his foot and stepped on the ground vigorously, feeling the firmness from the sole of his foot, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Um"

The air outside the prison is better than inside the prison, and the air is full of freedom.

"call"

Song Zihao hastily took two more puffs, looking a little greedy, pointing out that he just woke up like a dream, and he really came out.

Although only temporarily.

Suddenly.

His gaze faltered, and he landed on the car parked by the side of the road directly in front of him.

Precisely.

A middle-aged man standing beside the car.

Ma Keli, who was wearing a windbreaker, stood beside the car, biting a cigarette, and looked at Song Zihao in front of him with a smile.

"This"

Song Zihao subconsciously looked at Song Zijie beside him again: "Why is Xiao Ma here?"

According to his common sense, his younger brother's character would definitely not stand with Mark Lee, but Mark Lee was also waiting outside, obviously they came here together.

He didn't have time to think about it, and walked up in big strides.

Ma Keli stood at the same spot with a cigarette in his mouth, smiling at Song Zihao who was walking quickly.

Song Zihao walked to Mark Li's side, reached out and grabbed his arm, and grabbed it vigorously:
"pony!"

"Brother Hao!"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Ma Keli looked at Song Zihao with a smile: "Long time no see, you are still as handsome as before."

"Stinky boy!"

Song Zihao laughed and cursed, raised his hand and hammered him on the chest: "You're still the same as before, kid."

"Hahaha"

The two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

"OK OK."

Ma Keli collected his thoughts, turned his body sideways to give up half of his body, and motioned to Ji Bu who was standing next to him:
"Brother Hao, let me introduce you. This is the person I mentioned in the letter I wrote to you before. Abu, you also know him."

"Abu."

Song Zihao's eyes fell on Ji Bu's hand, and he extended it enthusiastically: "Thank you for helping us so much."

Of course he remembered Ji Bu.

then.

With the help of Ji Bu, the first business deal I took Ma Keli with the northern Burmese was completed.

If it wasn't for Ji Bu, the two of them wouldn't have gotten off to a good start, and were forced to drink urine in the nightclub, so they wouldn't have to hang out on the road in the future.

"You're welcome."

Ji Bu nodded slightly and motioned everyone to get in the car: "Let's go, find a place to eat and clean up brother Hao. Let's talk slowly. It's unlucky to be at the gate of the prison."

"Walk."

Several people got into the car one after another, and the two cars drove out one after the other.

Not long after they left.

From the grass on the side of the road, a man in gray got out, looked at the taillights of the car that disappeared at the end of the road, took out his mobile phone and called:

"Brother Jian, they came to Daliao Prison today and took someone out. It seems to be Song Zihao who was in the counterfeit banknote business reported in the newspapers."

"okay, I get it."

Liu Jian responded lightly, then hung up the phone, and then pressed the button again to dial out:
"Ali, it's me, Liu Jian."

"Oh."

Ali responded indifferently: "What's wrong?!"

"fine."

Liu Jian's tone was relaxed, and he said unhurriedly: "I'm calling you, just to let you know that Ji Bu went to Daliao Prison today to pick up Song Zihao."

"cut"

Ali curled his lips in disdain, disapprovingly: "Song Zihao? Who is it? What kind of person is Song Zihao? So what if Ji Bu took him out as a helper?"

"What age is it now? People like Song Zihao have already been eliminated by society. It has been many years since he became a boss."

Ali's words were true.

A mere Song Zihao really does not pose a threat to him, and those of them have already become a thing of the past.

"I forgot to tell you, there are people from the Hong Kong Island Police, and they all came together."

He briefly thought about it, and made his own guess and judgment: "Song Zihao, who is still serving his sentence, suddenly got out, and the Hong Kong Island police were also present, so I suspect that it was the Hong Kong Island police who came forward to cooperate with the Wanwan police. .”

"what?!"

Ali frowned immediately when he heard this, and his tone sank: "The police on Hong Kong Island and the Wanwan Police work together in joint operations?!"

"In my opinion, Ji Bu should have changed his strategy."

Liu Jian chuckled, and continued to talk about his thoughts: "Not only does he want me to help him set up a bureau to get rid of you, but to be on the safe side, he also mobilized the police to participate."

"So, I'm calling to remind you that the sooner you make a decision, the better. The police are involved, and the situation is very bad for you."

"Without my help, Liu Jian, let alone dealing with Jibu, your shipment is definitely not safe. It is still unknown whether you, Ali, can leave Wanwan completely and safely."

His tone was playful, and he sneered a little more: "I don't know if I say that, is it alarmist?!"

"..."

Ali fell silent when he heard the words, and it took a while to make a decisive decision: "Okay, then let's cooperate according to what you said before."

"Today, I will arrange for that team of chefs to fly here. After you receive the person, make sure there is no problem and start to act."

"My batch of goods is expected to arrive here in two days. You go talk to Jibu, but I will arrange for my people to be by your side to participate in the whole process."

"Small idea."

Liu Jian nodded in satisfaction and laughed: "Look, it's not good to be like this a long time ago. We can also save a little on the phone bill. Mobile phones are so expensive, and it's hard to make money."

Done.

He directly cut off the phone, and after hanging up, he kept his fingers and made another call.

Soon.

The call is connected.

"Hey, Chief Inspector Zhang, it's me, Liu Jian."

Liu Jian lit a cigarette, took a sip and said, "It's nothing, I just want to ask you about something."

"Is there a joint operation between the police and the Hong Kong Island police recently? I heard about it. What's the matter?!"

"You are quite well informed."

Chief Inspector Zhang's voice rang on the phone, and he smiled: "Yes, there is indeed such a thing."

"The police on Hong Kong Island brought Song Zihao out of Daliao Prison, saying that they were planning to carry out an operation in Wanwan."

"Oh?"

Liu Jian squinted his eyes: "Be more specific?!"

"Nothing specific."

Chief Inspector Zhang waved his hand, and continued, "It's an operation led by the Hong Kong Island Police. Inspector Wu is only responsible for giving them Song Zihao. Our police do not participate in the operation, and the Hong Kong Island Police will do it."

"There were only four people from the Hong Kong Island police. The one who took the lead was Song Zihao's younger brother Song Zijie. I reckoned that Song Zijie must have been connected to something. Let the high-level officials come forward to talk to the Wanwan police to do something for Song Zihao. Gilding reduced his sentence."

"Thirty thousand, touch."

As Inspector Zhang said, he remembered the sound of playing mahjong: "Don't worry, we have nothing to do, and I will definitely notify you if there is any action."

"Okay okay."

When Liu Jian heard this, he basically understood it, and basically knew it in his heart, so he stopped talking nonsense:
"Then I won't bother you playing mahjong."

"By the way, is Chief Inspector Zhang free tonight? Are you at home? If you're at home, I'll have someone visit you. I've made some "souvenir products" recently, and I'll send you some to try."

"Row."

Chief Inspector Zhang readily agreed: "Let's let the female assistant from last time come over, I think she's pretty good, I like it."

"no problem."

Liu Jian tacitly agreed, and then hung up the phone.

"call"

Liu Jian, who put down the phone, let out a sigh of relief, leaned lazily on the sofa, raised his feet and clamped his legs on the coffee table, his eyes flickering.

It will take a long time.

"Ha ha."

He chuckled lightly, and muttered to himself, "It's a plan, Ji Bu." Then he picked up the phone, took out the number Ji Bu gave him last time, and called.

"Abu, it's me, Liu Jian."

Liu Jian swayed leisurely with his legs crossed: "Where is it? Ali and I have almost talked, let's talk?!"

"Okay."

Ji Bu nodded in response: "It's just right, let's drink together in the evening and introduce you to someone."

"it is good."

Liu Jian nodded in response: "That's right, then go to my place, it's safe and reliable."

That's it for both parties.

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into the night.

In a nightclub in Liu Jian's territory.

Guided by the staff, Ji Bu and the others went to sit down in the large private room that had been prepared a long time ago.

"Brother Jian will come later."

Ma Tsai signaled to the waiter to bring in drinks and fruit plates, etc.: "Do you need me to find some young girls to accompany you to drink?"

"no need."

Ji Bu sent Ma Zai away with his hands, picked up the foreign wine and poured it up: "Come, let's clean up Brother Hao."

Everyone raised their glasses and drank together.

It was not the first time that Ji Bu and Song Zihao met, and soon everyone had a drink together and chatted happily.

Song Zijie was thinking about his chin, watching Song Zihao talk about his previous experiences with Mark Li, listening with gusto.

Half an hour later.

Liu Jian opened the door and came in with a few boys.

"You go out."

He waved his hand to signal the idlers in the private room to wait out, leaving only a few of his core members to accompany him.

Among these few people, there are two Ali's people, they have faces, and they are not worried about being recognized by Ji Bu and the others.

There are quite a lot of people in the private room.

On Ji Bu's side, the two brothers Song Zijie and Song Zihao, plus Ma Keli, Wu Fei, A Ji, and Luo Tianhong.

There are six people on Liu Jian's side, including himself.

There were a lot of people from both sides, they sat down one by one in the large private room, and each drank foreign wine.

"Abu."

Liu Jian picked up the glass that Ma Zai had poured, walked through the crowd to Ji Bu and the others, and leaned down:
"Why didn't you introduce the person who introduced you? This time there are a few more faces than last time."

His eyes fell on Song Zihao: "Hey, isn't this Brother Hao? Logically speaking, you should still be in Daliao Prison right now."

"Ha ha."

Ji Bu raised his eyebrows and glanced at Liu Jian, and said with a smile, "It's not bad, Brother Hao, it seems that you are quite famous in Wanwan. You have been here for so long, and Brother Jian still remembers you."

"That's not it."

Liu Jian shook his head with a smile, picked up his cup and took a sip: "Who didn't know that Brother Hao was in the counterfeit banknote business back then. In Wanwan, anyone who was on the road would know that, to buy counterfeit banknotes, go to Brother Hao. "

"What? Ask Brother Hao to come out to help you?!"

"hold head high."

Ji Bu nodded, undeniably: "Why? Brother Jian thinks Brother Hao is dead? Think he's too old to carry a gun?!"

"Hahaha of course not."

Liu Jian laughed loudly, and stepped in through the space next to Ji Bu: "Your lineup is very strong, and I know for sure, this time we will definitely win Ali."

"Speak the truth."

He didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the point: "Ali's shipment will arrive in Wanwan in two days, and this is a good time for us to do it."

(End of this chapter)