Chapter 277 True Painter

Chapter 277 True Painter

"For example, the Eastern European company controlled by Luo Wen has received several orders for acid-free paper used for printing counterfeit banknotes. According to official documents, its use is to publish comic books and primary and secondary school textbooks, but no one knows whether it has been used for other purposes. have no idea."

"Another example is the gravure printing press handled in Poland. Not long after the 'painter' used internal employees to buy the lot, Alexandra from the Ministry of Industry moved to a new home, and he could not afford that big house with his annual salary."

"This shows how great Luo Wen's contribution was to the Painter Group. However, such a great hero died in a Tsim Sha Tsui hotel. I have never been able to understand this."

"Well, I digressed. I talked a lot about Luo Wen. Actually, it wasn't him I wanted to talk about."

He said the story was off topic, but the listeners were not impatient.

The expression on Wu Xiuqing's face was very solemn. She never expected that Lin Yue had so much information in his hands. Although the details were slightly flawed, the relationship between the characters and the chain of events basically restored the growth history of the "Painter" group.

"What I want to say is you." When Lin Yue said this, his eyes were fixed on the masked man: "True Mr. Painter."

Wu Xiuqing clenched her fists and closed her eyes.

The masked man said: "How did you find out?"

Lin Yue said: "Let alone an old man like Wu Xin, why should a person like Luo Wen, who needs ability, skill, and resources, bow to a woman like Wu Xiuqing? Even if she has been In guiding Li Wen to develop in a ruthless and mature direction, it is not possible to compete with Luo Wen in a year or two. "

"At the beginning, I thought you were kind to Luo Wen. He helped Wu Xiuqing develop his power firstly to make money, and secondly to repay your kindness. However, after Luo Wen died, Wu Xiuqing and Li Wen were under the nose of the HK police. There is a golden cicada escape plan going on down there, this matter It makes me very confused, because whether it is buying people from the police headquarters, or looking for guarantees from the heads of several multinational companies, or forming a strong team of lawyers, Wu Xiuqing and Li Wen cannot control it. As long as there is a mistake in one link, It's all over."

"I went to the Golden Triangle and had a lively, interesting and constructive conversation with Baisha. He told me a lot of things, including what happened to 'The General' after he returned to the Golden Triangle. Since 1990, 'The General' has gone nowhere. Go and stay in Malinzhai. You can basically make money by selling drugs. They have all been used to expand armaments, and there is another interesting detail. The murderous guy needs sleeping pills to fall asleep at night. So what is he anxious about, or what is he afraid of? Is he worried that other forces will swallow up the Marin guerrillas? Team? Or...does he have a big enemy?"

"Of course his enemy at that time would not be Wu Xiuqing, but who could it be? I traveled to Eastern Europe and then went to the Netherlands. I asked the Dutch police a few questions about the 'old painter' being beaten by the Russians. In the case of death, what is the basis for determining identity? It's a passport! Just like those stowaways who died in a foreign country, people with the status of 'Old Painter' would not have relatives and friends come to pay their respects, because they would be arrested by the police. He is being targeted by hostile forces, so who can guarantee that he will be the one who dies? "

"Wu Xiuqing and Li Wen can escape from their shells, but the 'old painter' can't? Assuming that the 'old painter' is not dead and has been 'listening to politics behind the curtain', then everything makes sense. As long as he is here, Luo Wen will never Dare to make small moves; with him here, the HK police and gangs from all over the world As well as officials involved with gangs, multinational companies, and even terrorist organizations in the Middle East, they all have to sell some thin noodles; as long as he is here, it doesn’t matter if Luo Wen dies, he can still use various resources to repeat his tricks and help his daughter escape from the police. The investigation brings back the painter’s life.”

Snap, snap, snap~

After listening to Lin Yue's story, the "painter" looked at him with admiration and did not hesitate to applaud him.

"Young man, you are really powerful. You are brave, resourceful and smart. You are much better than I was back then. What do you think, are you interested in joining us? I will let you marry my daughter, and you will inherit my money empire in the future. "

Lin Yue was speechless.

"What should he do?" he asked, referring to Li.

The "painter" glanced back, with a slight arc on his lips.

Lin Yue shrugged: "Unfortunately, I have no interest in being a thief. When I come here today, I just want to get back the woman I love."

"Painter" said: "You are such an interesting policeman."

Lin Yue did the math. From the very beginning of "Operation Mekong", to "Detective Chinatown", "Chasing the Dragon", "Eavesdropping", and now to "Warrior", he has been a policeman for 5 times, and he almost vomited. Is that good?

The "painter" glanced at the tall wall of cars. Although he couldn't see the western landscape, he thought it was already sunset.

"It's getting late, let's exchange hostages quickly."

After the "painter" finished speaking, he pushed the person forward, and Ruan Wen and the woman in her fifties next to her walked forward slowly.

Lin Yue also released his grip on Wu Xiuqing's arm.

She turned back to glare at him and walked towards the opposite side.

The strategy of substituting things for others failed, and instead he was tricked, and he was asked to find out the truth, and finally exchanged Ruan Wen and the hostages back. This business was a loss... It was Xiang Lai's loss!

The hostages on both sides were getting closer and closer. Lin Yue took a few puffs from his cigarette. When he looked forward, he found that Ruan Wen was lagging behind the aunt next to him, and his expression was a little anxious, as if he wanted to tell himself something.

Wu Xiuqing also noticed this anomaly. She exerted force on her feet and suddenly rushed to Ruan Wen. She reached into her coat and pulled out a pistol. She turned around while backing away, aiming the muzzle at where Lin Yue was standing.

"It's a headache."

Lin Yue sighed, and the cigarette between his fingers flicked out, and the ashes scattered in the air.

Wu Xiuqing aimed at Lin Yue's chest, but before she could pull the trigger, she felt a circle of red light coming towards her, hitting her nose, and a tingling pain followed.

At this time, Ruan Wen moved her feet to bump into the muzzle of the gun while whimpering, apparently trying to block the bullet for Lin Yue.

Wu Xiuqing's face was burned by the cigarette, and she closed her eyes involuntarily, but this did not prevent her from shooting, although she would miss the target...

Bang~

Bang~

The gunshot rang out.

The middle-aged woman was so scared that she sat down on the ground.

As for Ruan Wen, her body fell to the side and back.

Bang!

Golden light flashed before her eyes, pain hit her body, and she felt her soul leaving her body.

Is this... going to die?

She only remembered that she subconsciously blocked the muzzle of the gun.

"You idiot! I'm a policeman, I have a bulletproof vest! That's why you women are the most troublesome!"

A voice echoed in her ears.

It sounded a little irritable, not like his usual self, but there was a strong concern in this street curse.

Ruan Wen smiled, and she didn't know where the strength came from to support her to open her eyes. She saw a familiar back, and then an outstretched arm, holding a revolver in his hand.

Bang~

A flash of fire, green smoke poured out.

She raised her head and saw a person lying not far away, bleeding half an inch below the right clavicle, and a blood puddle the size of a palm had formed on the ground.

It was Wu Xiuqing.

She didn't kill Lin Yue, but she was seriously injured.

Ruan Wen patted her body and found that there was no bleeding. The dizziness just now was more because her body hit the wheel hub of the scrapped car, and her brain was slightly concussed.

She looked forward again. The "painter" who had just been hit in the ankle by Lin Yue was trying to get up and dragging his lame leg back.

Didn't he bring any weapons? Where did the revolver come from?

This thought just flashed through his mind, and Lin Yue suddenly turned around and threw her down and hugged her in his arms.

Ding Ding Dang Dang~

A crisp sound came, and sparks ran around above her head.

She thought of Li Wen who was holding the line on the opposite side. It should be him who was shooting.

On the other side.

Danto was so anxious that sweat came out of his head. He never thought that things would develop to this point. Wouldn't it be better to exchange hostages in a proper manner? Why did it have to be like this?

He thought about it, and was angry, but how could he use this damn gun?

He pulled the trigger twice and found that there was no response at all. Suddenly, he remembered what Lin Yue said when he left, that he had to open the safety before shooting, but... who the hell could tell him where the safety was?

Ding, ding, dang, dang~

The bullets from the opposite side made the car body shake, and several dents appeared on the right iron plate. Danto was so scared that he couldn't hold the gun. His legs softened and he fell to the ground. He leaned against the wheel and gasped for breath. His hands and feet were almost shaking.

He was just good at driving. Asking him to shoot at others with a gun, isn't that asking too much?

It was too difficult for him.

But thinking about Lin Yue and Ruan Wen still trapped in the middle of the lane, if he was not afraid of accidentally hurting Wu Xiuqing and the "painter", Li Wen would have shot them into sieves long ago.

Danto looked at the M4 carbine that had finally opened the safety, gritted his teeth, and was about to get up and shoot a few shots at the opposite side, but suddenly noticed an unexpected situation.