Eiji Tsukamoto is the mastermind behind the murder of Tsukamoto Xiong!
When the Yau Tsim District Police Station made the investigation results public, the whole of Hong Kong was shocked.
No one believed that Eiji Tsukamoto would kill his grandfather. It was said that he admired his grandfather the most and always used his grandfather as a role model.
If Tsukamoto Xiong is an old wolf king, sinister and cunning, Tsukamoto Eiji is a young and ambitious wolf king, cruel and ruthless, and has dealt with many people and things for his grandfather.
in comparison.
Tsukamoto Eiji's successor, Tsukamoto Eiji's father, was not like a wolf but like a dog. He was so incompatible with the two that Tsukamoto disliked him very much.
But after seeing the chain of evidence released by the police, everyone felt that it was natural that Tsukamoto Eiji was really suspected.
"Do you think the evidence released by the police is true or false? Eiji Tsukamoto is really the mastermind behind the murder of his grandfather."
In a high-end hotel in Xiangjiang, Li Temo, a beautiful middle-aged agent who is still old-hearted, was wearing pajamas and half lying on the bed and asked.
Opposite her was Garce, the agent of the Russian criminal group in Southeast Asia, who asked very comfortably.
The two of them stayed in the hotel and exchanged opinions on the evidence released by the police. They only communicated and communicated in bed. It was not until the truce that they remembered what they should do.
"It is very possible that the so-called mastermind Wu Uncle is, to put it bluntly, an old man who has strong hostility towards Tsukamoto Xiong. There are too many such old men in Xiangjiang and the mainland. There are not even 10,000 but 8,000 .
Why did Tsukamoto set up a revenge fund? Isn't it because there were too many people like this? He wanted to live until natural death, so he had to take this strategy. "
Garce nodded, held the wine glass in his hand and touched Li Temu lightly, and said with a smile:
"The so-called military tickets should divert our attention and let us shift the target to those post-war elderly people, so that the real murderers can escape."
"So, Uncle Wu is not worth 50 million, and killing him is useless."
"It's not even worth 50 million. I just got the news that Uncle Wu has passed away in the hospital. It was cancer. He had been in the advanced stage of cancer for a long time.
If the police hadn't asked the hospital to use various methods to keep him alive in order to question him, he would have died on the day of the shootout, and it wouldn't have been delayed until now. "Li Temo shrugged and drank the red wine in his hand.
"As for Tsukamoto Eiji, this guy is a wolf king." Garce picked up the red wine and filled it with Litmo and himself, sat next to him, stroked Litmo's smooth back, and said:
“I have researched the Tsukamoto Consortium in the past two days and found that this consortium adheres to wolf culture. Tsukamoto Xiong is the old wolf king, and his grandson Tsukamoto Eiji is the young wolf king.
His son Tsukamoto Kenji is like a dog. Tsukamoto dislikes his son and likes his grandson. He thinks Tsukamoto Eiji is like him and regards him as his successor. "
"Wolves eat meat and dogs eat feces. Compared with the loyalty of dogs, wolves will kill their owners, just like Lu Bu during the Three Kingdoms period. It is said that he was an undercooked wolf cub."
"I didn't expect you to study Eastern culture." Garce smiled when Li Temo mentioned Lu Bu.
"In the past two days, I have not been idle, and I have learned a lot about Eastern culture." Li Temo smiled proudly after being praised by Garce.
"Although Tsukamoto is the Wolf King, he is too old. He is over 70 years old and still clings to power.
What makes people even more speechless is that this guy is still old-hearted in his seventies. He often plays with women and likes to have sex with each other. Although he uses his fingers or tongue, such old people often live a long life. It's possible for more than ten to twenty years.
In addition, Tsukamoto Eiji's father, Tsukamoto Ken, was the first in line to succeed him. It was Tsukamoto Eiji's turn to take over until Tsukamoto Ken died.
Not to mention it will take decades.
More importantly, Tsukamoto is young and can practice trumpet.
Given the lack of dealings between father and son, if Tsukamoto Ken really takes over and Tsukamoto Eiji has a younger brother, there is a high possibility that Tsukamoto Eiji will be dethroned as the grandson of the emperor.
So he must resist. Getting rid of his grandfather is his best choice. Only in this way can he use the name of revenge for his grandfather to oust his father and sit on the throne of the president. "
"That makes sense. There is no prince in the world who lasts forty years. If there is one, he can only be a dog, a loyal dog. If it is a wolf, he will not be able to bear it for ten years at most." Garce chuckled.
"What you just said seems to be said by a certain prince in the north. It sounds familiar."
"He was the son of Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty. He said this when the prince was deposed because of rebellion. I think he is very similar to Eiji Tsukamoto. He is equally ambitious, wants to be in power, and is unlucky."
"That's true." Li Temo nodded, "But since there is so much evidence, why didn't the police arrest Eiji Tsukamoto and just control him so that the man named Xiaofu took advantage of him?
"There is no way. Although the police have evidence, it is too difficult to find the chain of evidence. After all, Tsukamoto Eiji did not do it himself. Without conclusive evidence to convict, the police cannot move."
Garce’s words revealed his disdain for the Xiangjiang police, “Xiangjiang pursues the rule of law, and legal procedures take precedence over everything else, limiting the power of the police force.
Otherwise, Tsukamoto wouldn’t have set up the fund in Hong Kong, and we wouldn’t be able to communicate in such a big way here. If we were in the mainland, we would have been arrested long ago. "
"What's going on with Xiao Fu? He was following Lei Weidong at the venue that day."
"This is called having policies and countermeasures." Garce smiled, "I can say that I hate the Revenge Fund Police Team deeply and want to end it all as soon as possible.
Now that Eiji Tsukamoto has been identified as the biggest suspect.
If they can't be caught, they can only rely on outsiders to take action.
Otherwise, with Lei Weidong's power, Xiao Fu could not only kill Eiji Tsukamoto in full view of the public, but also escape the police's dragnet. "
"I really envy that little guy who got 100 million U.S. dollars. I have been an agent for so long and I have never made so much money. With 100 million U.S. dollars, I will have nothing to worry about for the rest of my life."
Speaking of Xiao Fu, Li Temo looked envious.
"Don't envy him. He can't get 100 million US dollars. Most of it belongs to the police force, that is, Lei Weidong. At most, he will get a little bit of the dregs." Garce shook his head and said that there is no need to envy the little rich. The real winner is Lei Weidong. .
"No way. Didn't the foundation say that whoever kills the mastermind and killer behind the scenes will get 100 million US dollars? Are they going to keep their word?"
Li Temo shook her head and disagreed with Garce's point of view.
"That's true in theory, but in reality." Garce shrugged, and his big hand holding Li Temu became unruly, "The benefits of 100 million US dollars are too great, and everyone wants to take a bite.
Otherwise, why hasn't the foundation announced the results yet? It's obvious that it doesn't want to give money to Xiaofu. "
"Why, you don't believe it, why don't you make a bet." Looking at the disbelieving expression on Li Temo's face, Garce said with a smile.
"What bet?"
"The Hunter brothers you have are very powerful. I have a tough target here. If I win, you can lend them to me."
"I can lend it to you, but what will you use as a bet?" Li Temo giggled as her emotions rose when Garce touched her with his big hand.
"I can use anything, even flesh. Are you better than the Hunter brothers just now?"
"One-on-one, you're fine, but when they're two people, you just...ahhhhh..."
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"How is the outside reaction to the evidence released by the police?"
While Garce and Litmo were kissing each other, Lei Weidong called Mike to the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station.
"The reaction was very intense at first. Many killers did not believe that Tsukamoto Eiji was the murderer of Tsukamoto. However, there was no evidence of Tsukamoto Eiji's death and the evidence released by the police was relatively conclusive.
Many killers began to discuss and analyze whether Tsukamoto Eiji was really the mastermind behind the murder. "
"What was the outcome of the discussion?"
"Most people believe in the police force's judgment. Firstly, the evidence is conclusive, and secondly, Tsukamoto Eiji is an ambitious wolf cub who can even stand up to his biological father.
Not to mention the grandfather who is a generation away. It is entirely possible to kill the grandfather for the position of president.
As for the killer.
It was probably found on the Internet, and the person who handled it was his white bodyguard Henry. Especially after the evidence that Uncle Wu deposited 200,000 yuan from selling military tickets into his account in Xiangjiang was exposed, the evidence was further improved. "
"No one doubts?" Lei Weidong asked.
"Of course there is, but when Henry and Tsukamoto Eiji are both dead, there is no proof. However, Sir Lei, the biggest question outside now is why the Tsukamoto Consortium went bankrupt.
Who took the money from the Tsukamoto Consortium and used it to speculate in the U.S. stock market, so that it got stuck at a high position and lost hundreds or even hundreds of billions. "
"Don't ask me this question, I don't know." Lei Weidong shook his head and said as if he didn't know, "Although I made a lot of money from this incident.
But that’s why I entered the market a year in advance.
If Zhong Jian hadn't reacted quickly and not been greedy, choosing to run away when the stock market had not yet reached its high point, but had followed up, I would have been in this time.
Mike, you have to remember that this matter is not as simple as it seems on the surface. It goes very deep inside and neither you nor me can participate in it. If you pretend not to know that it is being held, it has nothing to do with your foundation anyway. "
"Understood!" Mike nodded, "Sir Lei, I will announce the news to the outside world as agreed."
"Go!" Lei Weidong nodded and motioned for Mike to go out.
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Beautiful country, New York.
It’s about eight o’clock in the morning!
There are people coming and going on the streets, and everyone is busy with their day's life.
Suddenly, a series of explosions occurred in a shop on the street.
The explosion was so powerful that it not only shattered the shops on the first floor, but also affected cars on the street. Seven or eight passing cars were overturned by the air wave.
The scene was left in a mess, with heavy casualties. Many injured people covered in blood sat in the rubble and wailed, waiting for rescue.
The camera turned and it was back to the New York Police Department!
The sudden explosion turned the entire police station into a mess.
"The bomb disposal team, Secret Service agents, state police, and federal police are all dispatched to me. I must find the bomber."
The director yelled at his subordinates in the office and asked everyone to solve the case as soon as possible.
"Director, what's your phone number?" Just as the director was flashing his hat, the female secretary came over and asked.
"I'm not free, just answer the call for me." The director was assigning tasks and was so busy that he didn't have time to answer the phone.
"Director, I think you'd better answer this call. It's from a bomber." The female secretary's words stunned everyone in the office. The director immediately came to the phone, picked up the phone, and asked
"I'm the Commissioner of the New York Police Department, who are you?"
"Hello Chief, today's explosion was just a joke. I hope it will attract the attention of your police. If you want to know the reason, please ask Detective John McClain." The gangster's voice was not loud but very magnetic.
"Detective John McClain is still on suspension. He can't answer your call." Hearing the troublesome name of John McClain, the chief felt helpless.
Detective John McClain is one of the best New York police detectives, winning the New York City Medal of the Best Detective for his desperate style.
However, he is successful in career but frustrated in love.
Because he focused so much on his work, John McLean's family encountered a crisis.
Not only did his wife divorce him, but she also took custody of the children. This meant that Detective John McClain's children were raised by his wife, and he had nothing.
This made Detective John McLean surrounded by dissatisfaction and loneliness. He became a rotten alcoholic and refused to have contact with anyone. He did not come to work in the police station for a long time.
"No, Chief Detective John McClain is not off duty, at least not today." The gangster's voice came through the microphone.
"Who are you?" the director asked.
"Simon, just call me Simon."
"what you up to?"
"Play a game!"
"what game?"
"Simon will tell Detective John McClain what needs to be done, and Detective John McClain must obey the order. If he disobeys, he will be punished."
"Punishment, what punishment?" the director asked.
"There was a booming sound again in a public place."
"What do you need Detective John McClain for?" From the gangster's cold tone, the director could tell that the gangster was not lying and was serious, and he immediately became nervous.
An explosion has already made the state government dissatisfied with the police department. If it happens again, his position as chief will be used up, and he will directly abdicate in favor of a capable person.
"Simon said Detective John McClain. We're going to the corner of 138th Street and Amsterdam Street. If I remember correctly, that's Harlem."
"Where is Detective John McClain? Where can I find him?" The chief shouted loudly when he discovered that the gangster had hung up the phone and knew that the situation was urgent.
"He should be in the bar near the church. What's the matter with the director?" Sim, the head of the heavy eucalyptus team, returned.
"Go and get him back. Get him back immediately, otherwise we will be in big trouble." The director said with a serious face.
Soon, the director and others found John McClain.
It's just that this guy is hungover and looks very decadent, which makes people doubt that he is really the same invincible police detective from before.
"John, drink some water." Looking at John McClain's pity, a female police officer handed him a glass of water and sober medicine to sober him up.
"Thank you." John McClain took the handed glass of water and medicine and thanked them.
"John McClane, you look terrible right now." The director shook his head.
"I know!" John McClain yawned, "Tell me, Mr. Director, come to me for anything."
"There was an explosion today, and many people were injured." The director introduced the situation to John McClain, "We received a call saying that they planted the bomb.
They asked me to find you and said they wanted to play a game with you. "
"Come to me and play games. What kind of games?" John McClain's head was a little dizzy.
"I'm asking you to hang up and stand in a black neighborhood without carrying a gun." The director shrugged, his tone a little helpless.
"It's not for me to stand in the black community with a sign that says "I hate black people"." The director's words made John McClain, who was more than half drunk, asked.
"Why did you agree to this condition?"
"Because if I don't agree, he will blow up another shop. In order to prevent the explosion from happening again, I have no choice but." The director shrugged, indicating that he understood.
"Why are you looking for me? There are many policemen in the police station."
"The other party is looking for you by name. It's probably someone you offended before, and now he's back to take revenge, John. Can you guess who it is?"
"I have no idea. I have offended so many people in the past. I don't know which bastard it is." John McClain shook his head, "I am on 138th Street. Where are you?"
"128th Street." The director and others looked at each other and gave John McClain a heartbreaking answer.
"128th Street is 10 streets away. If a black man beats me up, are you kidding me?"
"This is the guy's request. We have no choice. John, you have no choice but to do it." John McClain couldn't refuse the director's words.
"All right!"
John McClain nodded, took off his clothes as the gangster asked, even leaving only his shorts, and then hung up the sign handed over by the chief.
It read "I hate black people."
Then he opened the car door and walked out,
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"Brother, where are you going?"
Lei Weidong had just come out of the airport when a taxi suddenly appeared in front of him. The driver was a black man who looked to weigh more than 200 pounds and was wearing a floral shirt and a big beard. He ran up to Lei Weidong and was very surprised. Said enthusiastically.
"Wall Street."
Thinking of the location designated for the mission, Lei Weidong decided to go to Wall Street first.
"Okay, Wall Street, we'll be there soon. I'll make you feel as fast as flying." The black driver opened the car door and let Lei Weidong get in, and then quickly started the car.
The taxi merged into the traffic flow like an arrow.
He found every opportunity in the traffic, elegantly avoided the cars in front of him, and drove quickly towards Wall Street.
"Brother, my driving skills are so good, isn't it cool?"
Black people love to show off, and this black driver is no exception. He always asks his passengers about it every time he drives.
If the passenger agrees, forget it and continue driving at the current speed.
If we say, average, so-so.
The black driver would be dissatisfied and speed up to make the car faster until the passengers screamed.
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