1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 82 Major Case
That's the difference between playing cards and doing business.

When playing cards, you play a loser card, and I can use any card that is bigger than yours, and then you play your next card.

Everyone was interacting with each other and responding to each other's moves.

But the business world is full of changes, and no one will play the game of countering your moves.

You are trying to steal my audience, but I won’t compete with you. I will just kill your whole family.

Zhai Yuan still overestimated Deng Guangrong's mind and level.

This is just the beginning. I only used one move from beginning to end, and you couldn't help but overturn the table?
What a bad guy!
"Call Su Long and have him lead his troops into Sau Mau Ping. Use all the kerosene and oil tanks to blow up all ten of Deng Guangrong's video halls! I don't care how much money you give me! After the bombing, just march into Kwun Tong. Five million will let Axe Jun destroy the entire Lian Shun Le!"

He threw his eldest brother's phone to Chen Jiale and told him, "No matter who calls to act as a peacemaker, I know nothing about it. That's it."

After Zhai Yuan finished speaking, he walked out quickly.

After taking a few steps, he remembered Zhai Yao's crying voice on the phone just now.

So he turned back and added through gritted teeth, "Zhong You, help me find out where Deng Guangrong's father and mother are buried. Have their bones dug out and dried in the sun. If they are not dead yet, throw two oil cans to his home to send him off. I want him to die!"

Seeing Zhai Yuan leave with a dark face and slamming the office door loudly, Liang Zhichao and Chen Jiale shuddered involuntarily.

Liang Zhichao swallowed his saliva: "What's going on? Why is Brother Yuan so angry for no reason?"

Chen Jiale could probably guess something. He frowned and said nothing more. He directly dialed Su Long's number.

"Hello Uncle Long, my name is Chen Jiale..."

……

When we returned to Biliyuan.

As soon as the elevator opened, the property management and police officers had already surrounded the corridor.

I pushed through the crowd and walked to the door of my house.

What caught the eye was the blood splattered everywhere, which looked particularly glaring on the snow-white walls.

Three young men were lying on the ground, all covered with white cloth and were being carried out.

How come someone died?
Zhai Yuan's pupils shrank.

In addition to the smell of blood, there was also a pungent smell of gasoline in the corridor.

Most likely, the bad guys were all knocked down by the satellite before they could light the fire after being doused with fire water.

He walked forward with a frown on his face, and felt something under his feet. He raised his leg and looked down, and saw it was half a palm.

Residents upstairs and downstairs poked their heads out and watched the scenes in front of Zhai Yuan's house.

Wei Xing was also in the crowd, biting half an apple in his hand, with an expression of watching the fun on his face. He did not make eye contact with Zhai Yuan from beginning to end, pretending not to know him at all.

Enough!

Zhai Yuan sighed in his heart, kicked away the broken palm, and walked to the door of the room on the blood plasma.

A cordon was set up around the room.

The police were coming in and out.

Zhao Meizhen and Zhai Yao sat on the sofa.

Zhai Yao huddled in her mother's arms, not daring to look at the tragic scene at the door.

Zhao Meizhen had a blank expression on her face. She held her daughter in her arms without saying a word. She just shook her head no matter what the police officer beside her asked her.

"Three lives have been lost in front of your house. Do you know how vicious this incident is? Do you think you will be fine if you don't say anything? Speak up! What does this have to do with you?"

The man who was questioning was a man in his early twenties in military uniform. He had a fierce expression on his face and while he was speaking he slapped the table, causing the cups and plates to vibrate.

Zhai Yao was frightened by him, screamed, and clung to Zhao Meizhen's arms.

Zhao Meizhen still pursed her lips and did not speak.

She could vaguely guess that this matter was related to Zhai Yuan, but she didn't believe that he would be involved in a murder case, and was afraid that speaking carelessly would cause trouble.

Seeing that intimidation was ineffective, the young soldier raised his head to look at Sergeant who was searching the room.

He walked forward with a difficult expression: "Atou, if you won't speak, what should I do?"

Sergeant Zhan looked back at the mother and daughter on the sofa, put his arm around the military uniform's shoulders, and lowered his voice: "Such a great achievement should not be taken away by other departments. We can use some special means when necessary."

"This family can afford to live in a western-style building. Will they get into trouble if they do too much?"

"What is there to be afraid of? This is a major case involving three lives. Don't you want a promotion?" Sergeant scolded in a low voice, motioning him to continue the interrogation.

The young soldier nodded in understanding, and when he returned to Zhao Meizhen and her daughter, his attitude became even more ferocious.

"Speak!"

With a threatening sound, he kicked over the trash can.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhai Yao's hair, shouting, "What is your relationship with the deceased? Was it a murder of revenge or passion? Where is the murderer? Tell me!"

After all, Zhai Yao was only a 15-year-old girl. She was dragged back and forth by her hair, with vicious questions whispered in her ears. She was so scared that she screamed and cried, tears and snot flowed down her face, and she kept hiding in Zhao Meizhen's arms.

Zhao Meizhen finally couldn't hold back any longer, and pushed the soldier away, screaming, "Don't mess with my daughter!"

"Gossip, how dare you attack a police officer?"

The young man in military uniform staggered after being pushed by her. Feeling ashamed, he raised his hand to slap Zhao Meizhen in the face.

Snapped!
Just then, a hand grabbed his wrist from behind.

"Who is that?"

The young soldier turned away angrily.

Before he could see the other person's face clearly, a heavy punch had already hit him in the face.

"elder brother!"

"Ayuan!"

Zhao Meizhen and Zhai Yao's voices of surprise and joy were heard.

Zhai Yuan did not turn around, but stared at the young man in military uniform covering his mouth and nose on the ground, his eyes cold and cold: "Attack your mother, do you have the guts to cause trouble in my house?"

The man with the knocked-over military uniform was quickly helped up by his companions, with blood flowing from his nose. Seeing this, others came over and surrounded Zhai Yuan.

"Street attack on police officers! Catch him!"

Amid the noise of everyone talking, the leading Sergeant also came over.

After looking at his subordinate whose face was covered in blood, he stared at Zhai Yuan with a bad look.

"Are you the head of the household?"

"Yes."

"Boy, we now suspect you are involved in this murder case. Come back with us to assist in the investigation!"

"Okay."

Zhai Yuan stretched out his hands with an indifferent look on his face and pursed his lips to signal the other party to handcuff him.

How could he not know that these were the policemen taking personal vendettas? If it were any other time, he would have called Shen Wei by now.

But entering the police station today was exactly what I wanted.

In this way, even if there is gunfire outside tonight, it has nothing to do with me.

Zhai Yuanchong gave a strange smile to the leading group of soldiers.

Seeing him so calm and composed, Sergeant Shazhan couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

But the guys around him are all staring at him, so how can he retain his authority if he doesn't do anything?

"Hand up!"

After a little thought, he issued the arrest order in a stern voice.

Immediately, someone in military uniform stepped forward and skillfully handcuffed Zhai Yuan’s hands.

Zhai Yuan didn't react at all, but Zhao Meizhen and Zhai Yao were frightened.

The mother and daughter rushed forward, trying to stop the group of policemen.

In the chaos, someone pushed Zhao Meizhen to the ground.

"Fuck you!"

Zhai Yuan kicked the nearest soldier to the ground with an ugly look on his face.

He squatted down to support Zhao Meizhen, raised his eyes to the policeman in front of him, and cursed fiercely: "I am going back with you to assist in the investigation now. I have given you enough face. If you dare to touch my family again, I will donate hundreds of thousands of dollars to the foreigners in the police force foundation and guarantee that you will not be promoted in the next ten years. I say it!"

(End of this chapter)