"Brother Xiao! We brought these things here as you ordered!"
In Du Yongxiao's office, Lai Pihua and Huo Qilin came to give Du Yongxiao a "vote of name".
Du Yongxiao was leaning on the chair, crossing his legs and smoking a cigarette, looking like a boss.
Datou Wen and Zhuang Dingxian stood behind him, holding their chests and heads high, like two generals humming.
"Here is a three million HSBC cashier's check, which can be cashed at any time!" Lai Pihua showed the money he seized from Yan Xiong's house. "And here is the land deed for a building in Mong Kok, worth 1.3 million, located in Three shops in Tsim Sha Tsui, worth 2.5 million."
"Also, these are jewelry calligraphy and paintings. This one is Qiu Ying's "Autumn Wind Falling Fans", this one is Zhu Zhishan's "Thousand Character Poster" in regular script... This one is the jade Guanyin from the bottom of the old pit in Myanmar. This one is the best. The finest emeralds are all valuable..."
Du Yongxiao smoked a cigarette and looked at the mountains of property in front of him indifferently. He waited until Lai Pihua and the others finished introducing them before asking, "How much is the total?"
"Total ten million."
"That's quite a lot!" Du Yongxiao smiled, "This time I'll probably wipe out Yan Xiong's money."
"Even if I didn't take out all the money, I still took away more than half of it." Datou Wen said with a smile.
Lai Pihua and Huo Qilin also laughed: "We have tried our best."
The corner of Du Yongxiao's mouth curled up, "I don't mean to blame you. Besides, I'm not a bad person. I have to leave something for Master Yan. If he comes out with nothing, it would be too pitiful!"
"Inspector Du, benevolent and righteous!"
Lai Pihua and Huo Qilin said in unison.
Du Yongxiao stood up, looked at the HSBC cashier's check, and then looked at the land deeds and jewelry.
"The ghost guy loves cash very much! The big-headed article——"
"exist!"
"Cash the three million promissory note first! Let's go visit Gui Lao!"
…
"Dear Du, I really like the afternoon tea at Kowloon Peninsula Cafe."
peninsula hotel,
outdoor cafe,
Under the parasol——
Chief Superintendent Ge Bai was holding coffee, looking at the sunset, and said to Du Yongxiao with a contented look on his face.
"That direction is my hometown, yes, my beautiful British Peninsula."
"Sir, we have a saying in China that wherever the heart reaches, there is home. Home is just a concept. It takes root and gradually sprouts - and slowly becomes home." Du Yongxiao said, looking at the big head text Snap your fingers.
Datouwen stepped forward and placed a box at Ge Bai's feet.
"Open it and take a look first. With it, you can have countless homes."
Ge Bai smiled, bent down and gently opened the box a crack, took a look, then closed it again, raised his head and said to Du Yongxiao: "I understand what you mean now. Yes, now I really start to love the land of Hong Kong." ."
"That's good! Cheers to your future new home, sir!" Du Yongxiao raised his coffee.
"haha ok!"
There are enough two million in the box, which can really buy a home, and it is still a villa level.
"So about Yan Xiong's case——"
"I will handle it." Ge Bai said, "But I'm curious, why do you want to help him?"
"No matter how wrong he is, he is still my master. I used to work as a civilian with him."
"Du, you are a very emotional person. I like people like you. You are not cold-blooded and worth getting to know!"
"It is an honor for me to serve under the chief."
"Haha, don't say that, we are friends, right?"
Du Yongxiao smiled slightly and raised his glass to invite: "Yes!"
…
"Brother Xiao, all three million have been given away! Gui Gebai, Johnson, and Zhuang Shichen have all been taken care of. Now Yan Xiong's assets are still seven million. Look -" Datou Wen looked at Du Yongxiao.
Du Yongxiao sat in the car, holding his chin: "Give one million as a reward to the brothers! The New Year is coming soon, and everyone's work is very hard during this period!"
Datou Wen was delighted: "Okay, brother Xiao!" You can imagine how happy the brothers will be when they find out.
In addition, one million is not a small amount. Du Yongxiao casually took it out to reward his subordinates. This kind of magnanimity is unmatched.
"Take out another one million for you, Buck Tooth Horse, Dou Chongqiang, Ren Darong, and Ah Xian -" Du Yongxiao looked at Zhuang Dingxian who was in charge of driving, "Let's split it evenly! It's the New Year, I'll give you a reward!" "
Datouwen opened his mouth from ear to ear with joy.
Zhuang Dingxian was also very excited and quickly turned around and said, "Thank you, Brother Xiao!"
One million divided equally into five equal parts, that’s two hundred thousand!
Two hundred thousand can buy a building in Wan Chai!
Datou Wen, Zhuang Dingxian and the others became charterers in one fell swoop.
"As for the remaining five million, just keep it in my name for now! Times Square is under construction, and money is needed everywhere. Find an opportunity to help Mr. Yan invest first!"
"Understood!" Datou Wen said with a smile, "Brother Xiao, you are so considerate! If Yan Xiong finds out, he will be extremely grateful to you!"
…
"Sneeze!" Yan Xiong sneezed in the detention room, "I rushed to the street, and I didn't know who was talking bad about me outside!"
In just three or four days, Yan Xiong's hair was unkempt, his beard was unkempt, and he had become extremely depressed.
Suddenly, he clutched his stomach.
My stomach is churning.
"Guard, here are some pieces of paper, I want to go to the latrine!" Yan Xiong shouted through the iron fence.
One guard was holding a radio and listening to the horse race, and the other guard was plucking his nose hair in front of the mirror. Neither of them moved.
"Guard, give me some paper! I have a stomachache and I need to poop." Yan Xiong had no choice but to continue shouting.
The guard who pulled the nose hair got impatient, so he copied a newspaper and threw it to Yan Xiong: "Use this first!"
"Huh?" Yan Xiong picked up the newspaper and looked at it. It was rough and easily stained with ink. He was so pampered outside that he would not use this thing.
"This newspaper is too rough. Is there a finer one? Even if you don't have white cotton paper, Zheng Ji's bamboo paper will do!"
"Made, you've been shitting forever! If you don't have any paper, do you want a baton?" The Nose Hair Guard stood up and showed his baton.
Yan Xiong trembled, and then he remembered that he was no longer a detective, but a prisoner, "No need! No need! Just have a newspaper!"
Yan Xiong hurriedly apologized, took the newspaper, walked towards the toilet, squatted down, and took off his pants. His stomach hurt badly, but he couldn't pull it out, so he said: "Guard, can you stop looking this way? Look, I can’t pull it out!”
"Look at you from the side!"
"Made, old glass!"
Yan Xiong lost all his dignity after being scolded, but he didn't dare to reply. He could only hold in his breath and try his best -——
Holding the newspaper in his hand, he rubbed it hard to make it softer.
at this time--
Tuk-tuk-tuk!
Someone knocked on the door and came in,
"Yan Xiong, someone bails you out!"
Yan Xiong was holding back his energy and was about to fall a thousand miles away. When he heard this, he suddenly shrank and asked, "Will you bail me out?"
The two guards were also curious. Who would dare to bail a criminal like Yan Xiong who had committed "heinous crimes"?
The man said coldly: "Who else could it be? Of course it's Inspector Jiulong, Du Yongxiao!"
(End of chapter)
