Hidden Assassin

Chapter 376: The Door of Past Days Who Are You

Regarding Fang Yuxi's sudden departure, Mu Qing's heart was actually a little strange. He only decided to stay with Jiaming the day before, and did not leave with the broker. Who knows, he left Jiaming as soon as he turned around. Second, there was some strangeness over there. Fang Yuxi and Jiaming were kidnapped. Theoretically, dead people, the police had to conduct an in-depth investigation. Even if the death was a group of mercenaries who entered the country secretly, it was said that the circumstances of the vicious mercenaries must also be investigated clearly. Since Jiaming would never cooperate with the investigation, this matter naturally landed on Fang Yuxi, who knew that he had made a rough statement and let Easy Rain leave the country, in any case, there was something unusual.

Of course, if a few strong explanations are needed, of course there are. After all, Fang Yuzhi is an ordinary woman. Not to mention, when she has the status of a family, she becomes weak. It was already good to be able to stay with her temper. Later, she was moved by the kidnapping. Even if she now has someone to support her back, she can't be scared most of the time. In such a case, Jiaming did not have a passport and could not leave through the normal channels. It was understandable that she could only go alone.

On the other hand, Fang Yuxi also had her own background. She found someone to help herself. If the police wanted to investigate, it would be difficult for them to do so. There are all kinds of gang forces on Hong Kong side. Since we need to move Min Kun now, it doesn't matter to mess with other people. Step back, Fang Yuxi is fine. If anything really happens in Hong Kong, in her current name and status, the police side is really impenetrable. Later on, it was decided to pursue only the accomplices and identities of the deceased. As for the people who saved Yuxi below, the grass was revealed.

Anyway, for Jiaming, Fang Yuzhi was quite good. After leaving, the villa was still left for them to live in, and Mu Qing was advised to take Jiaming to Jianghai, and the concert also came to the cloud. As Mu Qing Qing, with this kidnapping, after Fang Yuzhi left, she also inevitably had to plan for the safety of Jiaming.

In the current situation, Min Kun feared that he was really mad about his son's affairs. Not only did he pursue the whereabouts of the foolish strong, but even Dafei's gang, Fang Yuxi and Jiaming refused to let go at all. He used to have some power. Now hiding in the police can not find him. Before he was prepared to completely overthrow Heyisheng, he can survive more or less. Mu Qingqing was not familiar with the place of life here, but he was also very attentive and had not yet gone to look for him. He had already brought a key and an address.

“The house on Tsim Sha Tsui's side is so well decorated to protect informants and witnesses. Now that it has been confirmed that Min Kun is going to do it, I think you should still take him there for a few days. Everyone, I won't say anything. Captain Mu, you are not familiar with the situation on Min Kun's side, Jiaming's side is threatened. It is perfect for you to protect, and I will not arrange for anyone to go there. Of course, the situation regarding Wei Zhiqiang still needs your cooperation. ”

Mu Qing Qing came to Hong Kong with Jiaming, and the rest had some speculation that Jiaming was her boyfriend or something. He had no desire to be involved in his case because the bomb incident forced Mu Qing and Ding Xiong to join him. In fact, the two people had a little research on the side of Jiang Jiang, which involved Heyisheng's gangs, but they didn't play much of a role. Now, selling Mu Qing a face and reasonably letting her go is the best option for everyone.

Of course, there may not be too much thought in the examination, and it is somewhat depressing to ask oneself to always purge strictly. After Fang Yuxi left Hong Kong on the plane the following afternoon, she took Jiaming to the house over there. It has been a few days. Things have become a little strange. The case has become complicated. It also seems a little vague to examine the attitude and layout over there. Originally, she came to see Jiaming for medical attention. Since Yuxi above, Jiaming's condition seems a little unclear. By now, Jiaming has also been involved in kidnapping and killing, and her own vegetarian meal has become a nanny. The only comfort is that this evening meal was cooked by Jiaming and tasted good.

“... Alas, my business is messy anyway, it was basically a mistake to bring you to Hong Kong, but... you look good now, you should always tell me what is really going on, so that I can prepare myself a little...”

This is an ordinary apartment building in Tsim Sha Tsui, simple decoration, gentle incandescent light, two people sat at the small round table to eat, Mu Qing Shun said a few words, and complained a little bit - during the previous six months two people lived together, occasionally this happened, she Ping Su was not a complaining person, but during that time, Jia Ming was basically silent and could be treated as complaining object, as if someone was talking to the tree cave when they were upset - at this time Jia Ming raised his head and thought about it.

“Condition… not bad. ”

“Okay? Have you remembered everything before or...”

Jiaming shook his head and Mu Qing was a little depressed.

“People who used to be so silent when they were good? ”

“ …… ”

“You don't remember, do you? ”

“Something doesn't make sense. ”

“Ooh.”

Jiaming's bizarre brain scan has always left her helpless, but now that things on this side of Hong Kong have been messed up, she has to admit that she is helpless. If we get it done quickly, most things will probably work out when we get back to the Jianghai, and everything will be fine. She is confident in this. After all these years as a police officer, the most annoying thing is that the clues are unclear and things are completely uncertain.

So, with a somewhat complacent attitude, I slept poorly that night, but it was very early to go to bed. I got up several times in a row at night and walked out of the room wearing my coat. The dark paint on the side of the house was quiet. I looked at the clock on the wall and it was just over 11 o'clock. I looked out the window and the whole city was purple and red. It was the loudest time.

Maybe it's time to find someone to marry. The feeling of powerlessness surged into her mind. For the first time, she came up with this idea more formally. Wanting to look at Jiaming's room, after he was really awake, or he would be very different from the old fool, so she thought, somewhat disappointed.

At the same moment, as a companion to Mo Qing who came to Hong Kong with him, Ding Xiong was standing in front of a premium entertainment club with Mu Cheng and another member of the Serious Crimes Unit, waiting for Mu Cheng to issue a VIP card, and the three of them walked in together, then took the elevator into the basement.

“The people who come here are usually very wealthy, have status, find some excitement, the boss is also very background, there is an Earl title on the British side, and has a good relationship with the mainland side, so it has always been very strong, all sides are a little edged, if anyone here has the most intelligent information, it's probably him...”

Walking through the long luxury corridor, the noise has been hidden, until pushing the door into the lobby in front, shouting for time to come, the three of them stood at the top of that depressed square lobby, the two strong men on the bare arms below the ring stage were covered in blood, this is the black market boxing match underground in Hong Kong.

Ding Xiong had more or less been psychologically prepared. He studied the road well with the other person, and crossed the crowd, spoke to several staff members, then entered the passage behind the other small door, turned a bend, and began to calm down around. The two bodyguards at the end of the tunnel were guarding there, and as they had said, a bodyguard pressed the telephone system on the door: "BOSS, Inspector Su of Serious Crimes would like to see you. ”

After a moment, a voice came out of it: “Oh SIR, I'm not breaking the law, I want to talk about what I am, Min Kun thing, joke, he is now backwatering the war, I know a little more gossip, this kind of thing is helpless...” The voice sounds young.

The bodyguard stalled his hand and smiled. He went up and pressed the call key directly: “Mr. Zhang, gossip is fine. We don't have a clue right now. Let's hear it. ”

“I can't help it, Mu SIR, I can still know some of those little noises. I am now exempt from working with you. I am an outsider. If I can still know this kind of thing, I am not Zhang Ren, I am Li Jiacheng, He Hung...”

The other party really doesn't seem to know much, to say a few words, given the friendly relationship between the other party's status and the usual, Munchkin shrugged. At the same time, in the room at the end of the back porch of this door, wearing a pair of golden wire glasses, the man named Zhang Ren turned back with sadness. This is a room like a surveillance room with a console in front, a big screen, many places to see, including the venue of the competition. There were three people in the room, apart from that one, a beautiful woman with a body * * was shrinking at the corner of the wall in awe, and as for the third person, if Mu Qing was here, he would definitely be surprised.

Jiamin, who was supposed to sleep in the room, had a pistol with a silencer in his hand and was sitting in that comfortable massage chair in the room. A few minutes earlier, Zhang Ren, who was sitting in this chair, orgasmed the * * woman.

“Who are you? ”

The orgasm was painfully interrupted and it would then take time to deal with the outsiders before he could ask a few full questions. When I heard the question, I frowned.

“With your IQ.” He reached out and grabbed his hair, and seriously thought about it. "I find it hard to explain this kind of problem to you that I don't even know myself very clearly...”