Coming out of the room, Lin Yue dialed the director's phone number.
"Hey, Director, things are messed up. Brother Bei and the other three were captured by Langdon Huang, and the gold was transported back to the bureau by Kuntai."
"I know."
There was a muffled voice on the other end of the phone, sounding like he had just woken up.
"Director, if those three guys turn me in, you have to protect me."
"What do you mean they asked you to come out? Tony, what are you talking about? Could it be that you are involved with those three thieves?"
"Director, didn't you ask me to cooperate with the three of them? You also said that if we get the gold, we will share it equally. If we can't get the gold, we will arrest their people and take credit. After all, no matter who Kuntai or Huang Landeng becomes the deputy director, the vacant seat of the police chief will be taken. It’s all mine.”
"Tony, when have I ever said that to you?"
"You bastard is plotting against me!" Lin Yue scolded angrily: "You came to me on the morning of Songpa's death and said that we were collaborating on a big deal. After that, hello to me and hello to everyone, even if the situation changes. He will do his best to keep me safe. Now that the critical moment has come, will you tell me that you didn’t say those words?”
"Tony, you are slandering! I have never said what I said above. I asked you to go to the director's office that day to ask about your mother's condition out of concern for your subordinates. I suggested that you temporarily stop what you are doing and go to the hospital to accompany your mother. It is you who Determined to track down the whereabouts of the thieves and find the whereabouts of the gold. At that time, I praised you as a good and hard-working policeman, but I didn’t expect... I didn’t expect that you would actually get together with three thieves. Tony, if you really did something illegal, I advise you to come to the police station and surrender within 24 hours. Considering your mother's health problems, I will ask the judge to consider the favor and make a ruling in your favor."
"You old ghost who confuses right and wrong, I will treat you like a grandma."
"Tony, I'm recording here. If you talk like this again, I will pursue you for false accusation."
"Okay, you are cruel enough, poisonous enough, and dark enough."
Lin Yue said angrily and hung up the phone.
The ash fell, and then the cigarette butt with a faint flame fell into the swill bucket and made a sizzling sound.
A joking smile appeared on Lin Yue's lips, and it was exactly as he thought.
Why in the movie plot does Tony go to Chinatown alone after killing the people in the van, kidnap Ah Xiang and force Tang Ren to reveal the whereabouts of the gold, and why is he even willing to sacrifice himself for understanding?
He understands that Mr. Yan is a person who cannot communicate with common sense, and there will be no good results if he goes with those people. After killing the people in the van, he most likely called the chief, but received no positive response.
Desperate, Tony had no choice but to make a desperate move and chose to use Axiang in exchange for gold and run away.
…
The seventh day of the movie plot, 6:52 am.
Qin Feng, whose eyes were bloodshot, stretched, picked up the water glass placed on the right side of the laptop and shook it.
The coffee had been drunk long ago, and there was a trace of gray-brown left on the edge of the cup.
He looked back at the two people sleeping soundly on the bed, picked up the pillow that fell on the floor and threw it at Tang Ren's face.
"Who, who? Who hit me?"
Under the dual pressure from the police and his mental state, Tang Ren spent six unbearable days and nights, and now he was finally able to relax and sleep peacefully. He never expected to be woken up by a sudden pillow, and his face was livid with anger.
"Qin Feng, what are you doing!"
"Pour...pour the coffee."
"Can't you pour a cup of coffee yourself?"
"Yes...it's what you said yesterday. You want...to help me. Try...to find out what Tony wants as soon as possible."
The conversation between the two woke up Lin Yue. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and sat up from the bed: "What happened?"
"You... found what you were looking for." A smile appeared on Qin Feng's tired face. After half a day, he finally completed the task assigned to him by Tony.
When Lin Yue heard that, he quickly got up from the bed. He didn't even have time to put on his shoes. He strode to the desk with bare feet and searched for the data marked by Qin Feng using the keyboard and mouse.
"You little brat deliberately messed with me."
Tang Ren said loudly: "I am your uncle, no matter how old or young."
"It's for...it's for show."
"Damn, blood is thicker than water when you need someone, and they become distant relatives when you don't."
"Still... I didn't learn it from... you."
While the two were arguing about intimacy, Lin Yue put on his clothes and shoes, fixed his hair in front of the mirror, picked up the laptop on the table and walked outside.
"Thank you."
As the words fell, the person disappeared.
"Tony, invite Sir Huang to have a drink with you tonight."
The corridor was quiet, no one responded.
"Damn, he can run faster than a rabbit." After speaking, Tang Ren shifted his gaze to Qin Feng's face: "What exactly did he ask you to find?"
"Move...motive!"
"What motive?"
"The motive for committing a crime!"
"Didn't the motive for Li's crime be found?"
"He...he is not looking for...not Li's criminal motive, but...someone else's."
"who?"
"I...I guess...it's...forget it, this matter has...nothing to do with us."
"You...you want to...want to die, just...say half of it."
Tang Ren imitated Qin Feng's tone to express his inner dissatisfaction.
The young detective ignored him, walked to the bed and took a look at the Western oil painting "The Last Supper" hanging on the wall, and fell straight on the bed.
"Before 2 o'clock...remember to wake me up."
The morning light shone on his face through the partially opened curtains, making him feel a little dazzled.
After a whole night of hard work, he vaguely guessed what Lin Yue was going to do. He was confused, shocked, and understanding, but mostly he admired him.
Just like what Tang Ren said yesterday, they have been spinning around in the circle, and Tony has been watching them play happily from outside the circle.
…
At 1:13 pm, Lin Yue got out of the taxi and walked towards the front courtyard.
The electric door was tightly closed, and a dome camera slowly rotated to include the surrounding area under surveillance.
Lin Yue walked to the door and rang the doorbell.
Soon, the electric door opened, and a man wearing a gray vest and dragon tattoos on his arms walked out.
There was no verbal exchange, the two just glanced at each other. The man tilted his head back and motioned for Lin Yue to follow him in.
First there was a stone screen. Behind the stone screen was a small pool filled with water. The water gurgled from the rockery and poured into the pool below with a soft gurgling sound. There are many pomegranate trees planted in the yard, and there are a few plumeria flowers in the corner, with bees drilling in and out of the cores.
Lin Yue walked dozens of meters along the stone path at his feet and came to a wooden building surrounded by green plants.
Four strong men stood at the door, one of them holding a majestic Rottweiler dog, constantly looking at the visitors with the eyes of a prisoner.
"Wait a minute." A man with a crew cut came over, touched Lin Yue's chest and waist, and checked the contents of his computer bag in detail before letting him into the living room after making sure there was no danger.
There was a circle of sofas surrounding the large coffee table. Mr. Yan wore a light blue shirt and sat facing the door. He folded his hands on Erlang's legs and looked at the people walking outside with a playful look.
Behind him stood two strong men, wearing black clothes, black pants and black leather shoes. The muscle lines on their arms were clearly visible.
"I haven't sent anyone to look for it, but you actually brought it to my door yourself."
Lin Yue ignored the almost stagnant atmosphere and the hostile eyes around him and walked straight over to sit down.
Mr. Yan raised his eyebrows, his eyes slightly cold. In terms of his attitude towards young people, he doesn't care whether he is polite or not, but he cares about whether the other party is polite or not.
"I said that night when I was drinking in Shanghai that if you can't find the gold within three days, I will throw you into the Chao Phraya River and feed it to the crocodiles."
Lin Yue ignored him and unzipped his computer bag, took out his notebook and placed it on the coffee table. While pressing the power button, he said politely: "Well, that's what happened."
His expression was calm and calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
Mr. Yan said: "You don't think that the gold is recovered and this matter is over."
"of course not."
After the operating program was loaded, the screen flashed, and a voluptuous model lying on the chassis cover of a sports car was reflected in Lin Yue's pupils.
"Because I killed your people."
While speaking, he threw a photo in front of Mr. Yan.
