Chapter 351

Came to the place where Li Xin'er lived.

Liu Jianming helped move the speakers down, pointed to the high-end apartment in front of him and said, "Your girlfriend lives here?"

Lin Yue said, "Yes."

Liu Jianming smiled and said, "There is a way."

The profession of police is not bad in the eyes of ordinary people in HK, but it is nothing to the upper-middle class. Lin Yue's girlfriend lives in a high-end apartment, and her background and family background are definitely not ordinary citizens.

"You're not bad either. I heard that Liu Sir's girlfriend is a writer. Please let me know if a new book comes out. I will definitely buy a book for collection."

"Okay, Mary will let you know when a new book is out." Liu Jianming walked towards the cab while talking.

"Wait." Lin Yue suddenly stopped him.

"What?" Liu Jianming asked while holding the car door.

Lin Yue took out a disc from his bag and threw it over: "I found it when I was shopping in Aliu Street, and I'll give it to you."

After speaking, he held the stereo and left.

Liu Jianming stared at the disc in a daze for a long time.

Tsai Chin's album "Exodus Song", the title song in it is "Forgotten Time", which is the song he listened to at "Xiangwei Audio" just now, the key is that he has listened to it twice, and more importantly, this song The disc is 91 years old, and it has been 11 years ago.

In that year, he received an identical disc.

Liu Jianming watched Lin Yue's back disappear at the entrance of the corridor, and it took him a long time to recover and get into the driver's cab, start the engine and leave.

At the same time, at Li Xin'er's home, Lin Yue held coffee in his hand and watched Liu Jianming's car drive towards the gate.

"You didn't ask him to come up and sit down?" Li Xin'er stood beside him.

Lin Yue smiled, but did not speak.

Until the car disappeared at the corner of the road, he walked back to the sofa and sat down, then turned on the TV.

Li Xin'er went into the bedroom and took out a new tie: "This is the new tie you asked me to buy for you yesterday."

"Thanks."

Lin Yue thanked him and got up to pick up his tie. Li Xin'er stopped him, tore off the package and put it around his neck, tied the tie knot for him very skillfully, pushed it up, and pushed it in front of the mirror.

"A bit vegetarian."

"That's what I want."

"Why?"

"I'll see you off tomorrow."

"Send off? What are you going to send off?"

Li Xin'er suddenly remembered the news broadcast on TV just now: "Mr. Ye?"

Lin Yue twisted his tie knot: "Yes."

"No wonder you're not in the mood to joke today."

"Mr. Ye took good care of me when I was in the police academy. After Lu SIR died, he was the one who helped me clear up the relationship and was transferred to the marine police department."

"I'll go with you tomorrow."

"OK."

...

At noon that day, the rooftop of Yuewan Building.

With plaster on his right hand, Chen Yongren said with a displeased expression, "The Thai guy has already arrived within this week, and Han Chen took the goods and sold them to others."

Huang Zhicheng said, "Where is the warehouse?"

"How do I know where the warehouse is? I've only been with him for three years."

"Retire as soon as this case is solved."

"Come on, I've heard this sentence nine thousand times."

Huang Zhicheng handed over a brown paper bag.

Chen Yongren opened the seal and took out the contents.

A bug.

"This thing again? The police department is so rich, can you change it to something more advanced?"

Huang Zhicheng joked, "Do you want to implant it in your body?"

Chen Yongren asked: "Where is Zhi?"

The two laughed tacitly, and when they were done, Chen Yongren took out another watch.

"Hey, pinhole camera? Where's the pinhole?"

"Twenty-fifth is your birthday, handsome."

Chen Yongren pouted: "Cut, I never wear a watch."

While talking, he dug out another thing from the file bag, which was a painting.

There is a red heart in the center of the paper, and the words "Happy Birthday" are crookedly written with colored pens in the middle, and there are colorful balloons next to it, and a little girl stands in the corner.

"Did your daughter draw it?"

Huang Zhicheng said: "My daughter is not going to walk yet. It was Lin Yue who asked me to hand it over to you."

Chen Yongren remembered the handkerchief that Lin Yue handed him to bandage his wound that night, the red heart was painted in the same way, and it was equally ugly.

"Tch, is this kid working as a social worker in an orphanage recently, taking care of bereaved children? Why do you give away the things made by children every day? You go back and persuade him, if you like children so much, you should have a baby with Li Xin'er, I will definitely Wrap a big red envelope for him, treat the children in the orphanage as his own daughter every day, and use the things they gave him to borrow flowers to present to the Buddha. Anyway, he is an inspector, with a salary of tens of thousands of yuan a month. It's too stingy to give this as a birthday present. "

The painting was ugly, but Chen Yongren didn't throw it away, and stuffed it back into the kraft paper bag.

"good."

Huang Zhicheng sighed and didn't explain anything. Perhaps Chen Yongren didn't know, but he knew very well what Lin Yue meant by sending the painting.

Chen Yongren didn't hear the insincere in his words, he turned his head and looked at the flowing clouds in the sky and remained silent.

...

afternoon.

Ye Fu's funeral.

As early as 1991, Ye Yonghua was already the Chief Superintendent. Before he was seriously ill and admitted to the hospital, he took the position of Assistant Commissioner of the Police Department. He was the No. 1 in the Police Academy under the Personnel and Training Department. Almost all young police officers in the police system are his students or juniors.

The Hong Kong police mobilized, and police officers including Huang Zhicheng, Liang Baochang, Zhang Huangyi, the Police Commissioner, the Chief of Security, and HK government officials all attended the funeral. Lin Yue also took Li Xiner to the funeral.

Ye SIR, who was kind to Chen Yongren, attended the funeral. He really wanted to attend the funeral. However, as an undercover policeman, all he could do was hide in a dark corner and offer a standard military salute to the passing funeral car.

...

the next day.

The Criminal Intelligence Division captured a group of young and Dangerous boys who manufactured and sold fake passports. Just when Lin Guoping and the others were helpless against the suspect who refused to cooperate, Liu Jianming pretended to be a lawyer and entered the interrogation room to obtain the phone number of the suspect's younger brother. The location of the fake passport production factory was locked by technical means.

Liu Jianming is very proud, because he helped Interpol solve the case, and his points are enough to be promoted to senior inspector.

At this moment, he received a call from the head of the department asking his team to work overtime at night.

At the same time, in Li Xiner's office, Inspector Lin in plain clothes was walking outside holding his girlfriend's hand.

"There is a good show tonight, do you want to watch it?"

Li Xin'er said: "Okay."

"Aren't you going to ask about the content?"

"Don't ask, I'm curious what tricks you will come up with, it's not fun to know in advance."

"Look at what you said, am I that good at playing?"

"Know how to play? You..." Li Xin'er nodded his nose: "You can make troubles better than the Monkey King on TV."

"I don't want the Tathagata Buddha to be under Five Fingers Mountain for five hundred years, but if it's a big news, I really have some experience."

...

That day and night.

In a tube building at the corner of Shantung Street and Nathan Road in Yau Tsim Mong District.

Liu Jianming led the criminal intelligence department to the operation command room.

Lin Guoping was very happy, because they were cooperating with the Serious Crime Squad, and the operation was personally presided over by Superintendent Huang Zhicheng, the leader of Team A. This shows that the case must be very important, and the criminal intelligence department must be responsible for it.

Others thought so too.

However, when he entered the room, he couldn't help laughing when he saw the photos Zhang Qiang posted on the information board.

"Today's target is a drug trafficking group. The intelligence said that after an hour, they will trade with the seller from Thailand. The payment place is in a unit on the third floor of the opposite building, but the delivery location is unknown. Criminal intelligence The colleagues in the department are responsible for tracking targets, monitoring and managing communications, and the colleagues in the serious crime team wait for me to arrest people after I receive the undercover notice of the specific location."

The leader of the drug cartel that Huang Zhicheng was talking about was Han Chen, his boss behind the scenes.

When everyone started to move, Liu Jianming went to the balcony outside and took out his mobile phone to report to Han Chen. He didn't want Huang Zhicheng to appear quickly, so he could only use the excuse that he had work and couldn't go home for dinner to remind Han Chen that the news was tight tonight.

Liu Jianming was very upset, because Han Chen's sentence "you have to eat after the meal is done" shows that the transaction will not be put on hold, and he must escort the boss's insistence on going his own way.

Returning to the operation command room, he confirmed that the communication frequency was 454870. Liu Jianming put on the earphones. With sharp eyes, he found that Huang Zhicheng had a earphone plugged into his ear, which seemed to be a device for receiving undercover messages.

Before Han Chen's vehicle reached the target location, he used his computer to send Han Chen the communication frequency band used by the police.

Huang Zhicheng almost noticed his small movements, but fortunately Lin Guoping reminded the target to enter the field to divert Huang Zhicheng's attention.

Surveillance equipment showed that after Han Chen got off the car, he led someone into the stairs next to a pet grooming shop.

Huang Zhicheng walked to the front of the camera, took a look at the content inside, his face changed slightly, and his bushy eyebrows frowned, as if there was something he couldn't figure out.