I have a lot of relatives

Chapter 32 Wen Jianren was terrified!

"Aqiang, now that we have obtained the computer information, we will go back quickly. Dongzai also wants to protect witnesses. There are many people in the cafeteria, so it is not suitable to stay for long."

Seeing that Pan Haodong handed the evidence to A Qiang instead of himself, Wen Jianren couldn't help being a little angry. He was the direct boss of the two of them, so why didn't they give him the information?

As a result, he had to find a way to deceive Zhu Tao's criminal information from A Qiang.

"I haven't got everything I want. You can go back in a hurry."

Pan Haodong gave Liu Baoqiang a look, and signaled that the other party was acting according to the plan. The fish had already taken the bait. The next step was to wait for the fish to bite the fish and fish out of the water.

Hey!

Wen Jianren, you scumbag!

Well, the inspector is improper, but just to be a black policeman for some money, how did you die this time?

"Then you eat slowly, let's go first."

Liu Baoqiang put away the document bag, got up and took the ice water handed by Jiuwenlong, took a sip, and then put it on the table. Wen Jianren missed the evidence while he was worried about the crime.

Jiuwenlong was ignored and not angry, and said cheerfully, "It seems your friend is really anxious."

"The police are always like this. They can't even drink their saliva when they are in emergency.

Pan Haodong replied casually.

"It is precisely because of your hard work that Hong Kong City can be prosperous and stable, and we can also do business steadily."

"Pan Sir, replace wine with water, I toast you a glass."

Jiuwenlong drank the ice water from his hands in one sip and offered his most sincere gratitude.

Pan Haodong drank the milk tea and said quietly, "I'm afraid that some people will say one thing and do another thing. On the surface, they are grateful to the police for serving the people, but behind the scenes they trouble the police and become a part of the cholera port city."

"No, Jiuwenlong is in the past tense. My name is Along now. I am just a lame man. Even if I am willing to blow a whistle, no one will respond."

Jiuwenlong laughed at himself.

He just returned to Hong Kong city last night. He didn't know that his ex-girlfriend Ma Jiaohong gave birth to a fat boy.

Originally, there was no plan to return to the arena. Once Jiuwenlong learned that he had a child, it would be even more impossible to make a comeback and fight with others.

"I believe you have the determination to retreat from the arena. It's just that you are in the arena and you can't help yourself. You used to be the proud disciple of Hong Yingshe Quan Ye, a gold medalist who smashed the rivers and lakes. It is not so easy to quit safely."

While Pan Haodong was training at the police academy, Senior Inspector of West Kowloon O Kee, Lu Qichang, was invited to the police academy to give lectures to the police. He outlined the distribution of influence of the Hong Kong island community and the famous figures in recent years.

Hongyingshe nine-veined dragon is one of them.

Lu Qichang focused on the lecture for a few minutes, so he was deeply impressed. Moreover, Pan Haodong had seen the movie "The Nine Dragons" and had a little sympathy for the actor Jiuwenlong in the play.

As the saying goes: "The prodigal son will never change his money."

Jiuwenlong, a once-sweethearted character in the rivers and lakes, wakes up after his mistakes and is determined to repent. He is an honest and self-sacrificing tea restaurant buddy. He never thought that his ex-girlfriend Ma Jiaohong was unwilling. In order to make his ex-boyfriend blow his whistle, convene people. After reopening the entrance, I asked for tens of millions of goods from Volcano, the master of Hongying Society, deliberately not giving money to do things.

Although Ma Jiaohong deliberately picked things up, her plan to force the Jiuwenlong out of the mountain was unsuccessful, and the tens of millions of money she owed to the volcano was settled by her current boyfriend, the prince.

But it succeeded in angering the current boyfriend.

However, the prince was a decent man. He did not act against the Jiuwenlong who was determined to retreat because of his girlfriend. He only asked him to go to the rooftop to single out and solve the problem in a man's way.

In a fight.

The nine-stripe dragon with a lame leg showed surprising strength. The prince born with double-flowered red sticks was not the opponent of the nine-stripe dragon at all.

He lost completely.

However, just when the prince was about to give up Ma Jiaohong, a little brother who did not know where he came from, suddenly stepped forward and stabbed Jiuwenlong.

Jiuwenlong won the battle of spirit, but lost his life.

Ma Jiaohong successfully played with her ex-boyfriend.

It is simply a man-made tragedy.

This is the root cause of Pan Haodong's sympathy for Jiuwenlong.

It's unlucky to have such an ex-girlfriend!

"If my legs are not lame, it might be a bit difficult, but now! Lord Quan really doesn't care about a lame man, he even wants me to retreat, so that I don't have to return the place to me and separate the benefits."

"Pan sir, I will prove to you with practical actions that I really let go."

Jiuwenlong said firmly.

...

On the way to the Central Police Station.

Liu Baoqiang, who was driving in the driver’s seat, suddenly stepped on the brakes and stopped the car on the side of the road. He opened the door with one hand and covered his abdomen. He hurriedly got off the road: "Head, my stomach suddenly hurts badly. Wait for me here, I will find a toilet for convenience."

"There are toilets in the mall in front."

Wen Jianren kindly mentioned.

Looking at Liu Baoqiang who was leaving in a hurry, Wen Jianren picked up the briefcase and turned out the computer information inside.

"Associated Press, Favor..."

"Zhongqing Club, Ding Xiaoxie..."

"Zhengxing, Li Tianyi..."

"Dongxing, Golden Retriever Tiger..."

The more I look at it, the more scared.

Really!

The computer data stolen by Dong Tsai is all true?

For a time, Wen Jianren was in a state of chaos, and his sweat kept going out.

"It's over, it's over..."

Wen Jianren took the information and didn't know what to do.

He took out the lighter and wanted to burn Zhu Tao's evidence, but he was afraid that Liu Baoqiang would be investigated.

Does not burn.

So when the information is sent back to the police station, both Zhu Tao and him have to finish playing.

It's not burning, nor is it not burning.

Wen Jianren's heart was beating continuously. Suddenly, he noticed a printing shop on the side of the road. Suddenly, his inspiration flashed and he ran off the car with a briefcase.

"Boss, print me a list of clients."

"What customer list?"

"Whatever you want, any company will do."

"No, the customer list is all company secrets, how can I just print it to..."

The owner of the shop with an eight-month-old belly, before the flower was finished, his eyes were fascinated by the tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars that Wen Jianren took out of his wallet.

Wen Jianren lay the money on the table and said anxiously: "Print out any information for me. The twenty thousand yuan is yours."

"Good boss, please wait a moment."

The fat boss stretched out the fat pig's hand, picked up the money on the table, and turned around to get busy.

At this time, Wen Jianren took out the information in the briefcase and said: "Hurry up, print it out and put it in the bag. I will borrow your toilet for use..."

"The toilet is inside, just turn left."

The fat boss opened the computer file, pulled out an old customer file, and printed it out as required.

Wen Jianren hurried into the restroom of the store holding the materials, closed the door, and eagerly took out his mobile phone, lit the materials in his hand, and burned page by page.

boom!

The wooden door of the bathroom was kicked open.

Director Lin Leimeng and Deputy Director Biao Shu, as well as Chen Jiaju, Liu Baoqiang and others all appeared at the door.

Wen Jianren was so frightened that his legs became weak, and he sat down in a squat, his face as gray as death.