Chapter 247

"Political Department inspector Liu Qiming, inspector Li, why is the crime scene missing?" Liu Qiming, political department inspector of the British Hong Kong police force, with several of his men, pushed aside the office of inspector Li Minyou of Yau Ma Tei police station and asked with sharp eyes.

Li Minyou looked up lazily at each other and said slowly: "the injured were sent to the hospital, the dead were sent to the morgue, and the physical evidence was archived in the evidence room. The witnesses have also found and made investigation records, which is consistent with the confession of the injured policeman LAN gang. Now they are trying to investigate whether the two kidnappers have behind the scenes instructions."

"Your first day as a policeman!" Liu Qiming heard Li Minyou's words, his eyes stared, and suddenly his voice increased and roared!

When Liu Qiming took his men to the dengba road crime scene, he found that there were no photos left at the scene, and even the traces were destroyed. There was nothing left except some dried blood. At this time, he came to see Li Minyou with anger. Li Minyou's attitude made him angry.

Li Minyou said hello and looked at Liu Qiming and his men in suits and shoes. This group of people looked smart and capable. After looking at them, Li Minyou continued to lower his head and drink tea slowly, disdaining to say: "Inspector Liu, your inspector title can't scare people here. I was asked to be transferred to the political department by the ghost boss four years ago. It took 300000 to buy three words of disqualification. I continue to be my little detective. I'm not satisfied? Complain to my boss Liu Fu? The door is behind you. Don't send me away."

Liu Qiming's face immediately darkened again, but he was helpless. A British doctor was kidnapped and killed in Hong Kong, and he was also an assistant doctor to the director of the Hong Kong Branch of the British Red Cross. In order to show their attention, the British specially drew Liu Qiming and several police officers from the Political Department to take over the case at Yau Ma Tei police station. For the British, the Chinese police in the political department Compared with the Chinese police in the ordinary police station, they are more trustworthy and professional. Basically, the Chinese police in the political department have been trained in the Scottish police station. They have rich detection experience and qualified political review. Their quality and reliability are not comparable to those in the ordinary police station who have only been trained in huangzhukeng police school for up to half a year.

Compared with the military uniform and plain clothes from the local huangzhukeng police school, the Chinese police officers in the Political Department of the police force always feel that they are superior to those people. Their professional skills and professional quality are not comparable to those of plain clothes detectives who only know how to participate in pornography, gambling and drugs all day and sell official titles. Just like Liu Qiming, 30, an Aboriginal from the new territories of Hong Kong, who studied at Huangren college in his early years and later stayed in Hong Kong He studied at the University of Tokyo in Japan. When he participated in the recruitment of the British Hong Kong government, he was elected to the Political Department of the Hong Kong Police Force and sent to the Scottish police station for training for one year. Now he has been given the title of inspector. Aside from his power, in terms of the title alone, he is higher than chief inspector Liu Fu. Now he is not inferior to being exported by a small detective Li Minyou. It's strange that Liu Qiming looks good.

However, he was helpless. The British did value their Chinese police officers of the political department, but they also valued these plain clothes that could give them money. The two sides did not belong to each other. Although Liu Qiming was transferred to investigate the case, he needed the cooperation of Li Minyou. If Li Minyou did not cooperate, even if he was an inspector, Liu Qiming would not be in the territory of Yau Ma Tei It's hard to walk.

"Detective li..." after Liu Qiming tried to take a deep breath for several times, he spoke to Li Minyou again, and his tone was lighter: "I was just impulsive. You are older than me, so you can't argue with me, young man?"

Li Minyou put down the teacup and looked at Liu Qiming: "Inspector Liu, I can let people give you all the business, business and private affairs, files and exhibits, but you scolded me for being a policeman on the first day and not knowing how to protect the crime scene? Why don't you teach me?"

"Who is Inspector Liu?" outside the door, one of Li Minyou's plainclothes men opened the door and asked with his probe into the room.

Liu Qiming turned his head: "I am."

"There's your phone outside." he looked at Liu Qiming in plain clothes and said.

Liu Qiming stared at Li Minyou and followed him out of the office. After a short time, he came back again and said to several companions, "let's close the team. Group B will take over the case later."

This group of people came and went in a hurry. Li Minyou stood at the window of his office and looked out of the building. After watching several people get on the bus and leave, he disdained:

"Wait for you to solve the case? I'll leave you a piece of hair. I'll be a dog for the British and a stupid idiot."

After only two minutes, Yan Xiong came from the next room. He arrived after Liu Qiming of the political department arrived. After those people left, he came out to see Li Minyou.

Li Minyou turned around and looked at Yan Xiong with complex eyes. This bastard was careful to flatter behind him. He also took good care of him, but he had the opportunity to hold the rich man's thigh, but he killed his dry son Chai Huachao without mercy.

"Brother you, I haven't seen you for a long time." Yan xiongchao smiled at Li Minyou. "I know I didn't do something well in the past. Your adults didn't target me. I'm very grateful. It's Mr. Song's order to come here this time. Mr. Song said, please have a snack in Fengru restaurant in the evening. Thank you for your help personally. I hope brother you will appreciate it. This is a little hard fee for brother you's men."

As he spoke, he turned and looked at ah Yue behind him. Ah Yue put the paper bag wrapped with newspaper in his hand on Li Minyou's desk.

Looking at the size of the paper bag, Li Minyou can guess that it will not be less than HK $100000 in cash.

Liu Fu called to ask him to help the headless of the Wanchai embassy clean up the head and tail, eliminate all the mistakes, and even directly destroy the scene of the crime. To be honest, Li Minyou was very reluctant, but he was Liu Fu's confidant. In a word, he had to do things even if he was reluctant. Now it seems that song TIANYAO can be a man and would actually see himself and say thank you, And asked Yan Xiong to send 100000 Hong Kong dollars.

"Brother you, I've been dealing with you for several years. Chai Huachao has also dealt with him. He died. Brother you will take another one. By the way, my Mongkok territory has recently vacated two Opium halls. If brother you takes another son, I'll take the two Opium halls as a gift." Yan Xiong smiled at Li Minyou: "don't bother brother you. There's something else waiting for me to run errands. Let's go first."

With that, Yan Xiong turned and left with ah Yue.

Of course, Li Minyou is very angry about chaihuachao's death, but he is angry that he has lost his face, not that he has lost chaihuachao's dry son, a detective level figure. Who has few dry sons around to help? Zhang Rongjin, Liu Fu, Liang Pei and so on all have their own. The dry son is nothing more than having money to honor himself and being a shrimp bully outside in his own name. Now Yan Xiong is willing to send two Opium shops to relax with himself, so he will take another dry son to take care of the Opium shop. Chaihuachao, the dead ghost, still don't think about it and rush into the street, Song TIANYAO robbed women. He deserved to die. It's no use not to die.

After leaving the Yaumati hall, Yan Xiong drove with a Yue to Guanghua hospital where LAN gang was sent to hospital. This hospital was a subordinate Hospital of Donghua third hospital. When Yan Xiong arrived, LAN gang had finished the operation, his shot leg was fixed, and the whole person was lying in bed. Four beautiful girls were surrounded by the hospital bed and weeping at LAN Gang on the hospital bed.

LAN Gang's spirit is good. When Yan Xiong entered the ward, he was listening to LAN Gang lying in bed in a hospital uniform and saying to several beautiful women, "I'm not dead. Don't cry? I'm just shot in the leg. I'm not castrated and won't be hungry to you. It's still every person once a week. There's no procrastination and debt. When it's a big deal to have sex, you sit up and move, my waist strength..."

"Brother Xiong." Lan gang was talking to his girlfriends. When he saw Yan Xiong coming in, he immediately stopped saying hello and was ready to sit up.

Yan Xiong came forward and pressed each other: "just lie down, ah Yue, wait outside the door."

Ah Yue agreed and turned to the ward. LAN Gang also opened his mouth to several women:

"You guys, go out. Brother Xiong has something to talk to me."

When there were only two people left in the ward, Yan Xiong said, "it's all right. Li Minyou took care of both the head and tail. I arranged for Deng Nan, the detective of Sham Shui Po police station, to take someone to catch the mastermind behind the kidnapping of ghost men for blackmail. He has confessed. In two days, the court will be officially opened and he will be left to die."

"The mastermind behind the scenes?" Lan Gang looked at Yan Xiong: "who's next?"

Yan Xiong helped LAN Gang light a cigarette: "Other things are always arranged by Mr. Song. You don't know anything. It's best to drive to Kowloon to meet your girlfriend in the evening. You happen to see that the military uniform in Yau Ma Tei exchanged fire with the two people on dengba road. Mr. Song said that since you are dead, give the superficial credit to the dead military uniform. He will wait for the wind to arrange you."

"What Mr. Song said is what?" Lan Gang took a cigarette with indifference: "let that guy have bad luck?"