Ding dong.
Ding dong.
A month later, in the early morning, the doorbell suddenly rang outside the door of an apartment in Edinburgh.
"Did you order takeout?" Huang Wenbin lifted the quilt and looked sideways at the hot blonde girl beside him.
The blonde girl rubbed her eyes, buried her head next to his neck and replied vaguely: "My dear, go to sleep."
Looks like she didn’t order takeout…
The bell at the door kept ringing.
Out of caution, Huang Wenbin got up and got out of bed. After putting on his shirt and pants, he carefully walked behind the door and looked through the peephole.
"Hello, Mr. Huang. I am Mrs. Jenny."
"The electrical circuit in the apartment was broken, and I sent a maintenance worker to come and fix it."
A middle-aged woman wearing an apron stood at the door.
A figure in blue work clothes stood beside her.
Huang Wenbin withdrew his gaze from the peephole and turned around to see that all the indicator lights of the indoor electrical appliances had indeed gone out. He was silent for a moment, and instead of opening the drawer to get the gun, he turned the doorknob and said, "Madam, come in and fix it."
This apartment is located on Queen's Road in the city center and is a residence he has rented for a long time.
Lady Jeanne is his landlady.
Although he successfully obtained a huge sum of 30 million, he will not purchase any real estate until it is completely safe.
However, he didn't expect that he had just opened the door, and the muzzle of a gun equipped with a silencer was directly pressed against his forehead.
Liu Jianming's resolute face appeared beside the door.
I saw Sir Liu dressed as a worker, wearing a peaked cap, with a smile on his face and speaking in Chinese: "Superintendent Huang, would you like to talk to me on the rooftop?"
"..."
Huang Wenbin's expression was stunned for a moment, then he forced a smile back and said, "Okay."
It's not like he hasn't thought about the day he was caught. However, the speed was somewhat unexpected.
Moreover, Liu Jianming went abroad in person, and it seemed that he wanted to eat him alive.
"Lady Jenny."
Liu Jianming raised his gun and spread his left hand. The British lady handed over the key honestly and walked into the room. At the same time, Huang Wenbin also walked out of the room.
Next, Liu Jianming closed the door, locked it with the key, and forced Huang Wenbin step by step up the stairs to the rooftop with a pistol.
The telephone lines and wires in this house have long been cut off by him.
"Hoo ho ho."
It's windy on the rooftop.
Queen's Road is the center of Edinburgh.
Under the seventh-floor rooftop, vehicles come and go, and classic cars can be seen passing by from time to time.
It is now eight o'clock British time, which is the peak time for citizens to go to work. On the sidewalk, there were many girls holding black umbrellas and young people wearing suits.
When the two came to the rooftop, Liu Jianming took off his peaked cap, stepped back, and took the initiative to distance himself from Huang Wenbin to prevent him from getting close to him.
Finally, he raised his gun from a distance of three meters and shouted to Huang Wenbin: "Step on the edge of the rooftop, then open your arms and embrace the sky, and you can jump off."
Being abroad, if he could avoid shooting, he would not shoot.
As long as he watched Huang Wenbin die with his own eyes, Liu Jianming would feel very comfortable.
At this time, Huang Wenbin did not dare to resist. He stepped on the edge of the rooftop obediently and spread his arms. However, he did not jump down immediately. Instead, he opened his mouth and said to him: "Sir Liu, I'm sorry."
"Can I buy my life back?"
"For the sake of everyone being brothers before, let me go!"
Liu Jianming raised his eyebrows and looked sarcastic: "Let you go? When did you ever think of letting me go!"
"Is it easy to be a good person?"
"But you want to exchange my life for money!"
Huang Wenbin took a long breath, his expression suddenly calmed down, he looked directly at Liu Jianming and said: "Black is always black. You can become gray, but you cannot become white."
"I want to be a good person!"
"I want, too!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Three more gunshots suddenly rang out in the sky above Queen's Boulevard.
Pedestrians who heard the gunshots felt their hearts skip a beat, only to hear a bang as the body of an Asian male fell from above and hit the tiles on the street.
Liu Jianming initially wanted to argue a few words to vent his emotions. But after he finished saying "I want to be a good person," he suddenly felt extremely melancholy. He even lost the mood to continue arguing and simply shot Huang Wenbin.
When he reached the edge of the rooftop, he took off his tool gloves after confirming that Huang Wenbin was dead, threw the firearm on the rooftop, put on his peaked cap, and turned to leave the apartment.
The Royal Police who arrived later, after consulting "Mrs. Jenny's" confession, discovered that Huang Wenbin actually entered the country with a fake passport... In the end, they suspected that both parties were members of the Asian triad organization, and easily characterized the case. Killing for vendetta.
After cleaning up the scene, I simply called it a day and went home.
hehe.
The Royal Police never like to waste police force, let alone investigating a social bug that is not worth investigating at all.
The next day.
Liu Jianming returned to Hong Kong Island in a suit and leather shoes.
If he is destined to be unable to wash away the black behind him for the rest of his life, then he is willing to be an actor and play the white for the rest of his life!
…
"Sir Li, the Interpol Department would like to invite you to London." Li Shaoze had just returned from a meeting on the roof of the building when he saw an inspector from the Interpol Department standing next to Wang Suxian and speaking.
At this time, the two saw the real owner appearing, and Wang Suxian immediately stepped forward to report.
"To London?"
"What's the matter?" Li Shaoze looked a little confused and turned to look at the little inspector next to him. The inspector held a folder in his hand and said in a well-prepared manner: "Sir Li, last year there was an international group that produced counterfeit U.S. dollars."
"The leader is a Hong Kong national and his nickname is 'Painter'."
"We at Interpol have been with him for more than a year."
"Some time ago, we successfully sent an undercover agent to pretend to be a buyer of counterfeit banknotes and established a connection with them on the black market. However, we did not expect that during the transaction, the undercover agent was killed and a fight broke out within the counterfeit banknote group."
"All four key members died, and two people survived. One was a criminal named Li Wen, and the other was the famous painter Miss Ruan Wen."
"Previously, we conducted a joint operation with the British police, but now we want to bring Li Wen back to Hong Kong Island for trial, but we have encountered obstruction from the British police."
"Sir Lu, the security chief, said that you are well-known internationally and I hope you can help us go out and communicate with you."
Li Shaoze took the document and discovered that the "Painter" counterfeit banknote group had appeared a few years ago and was registered with the Interpol Department.
However, the international counterfeit banknote market was previously dominated by Stephen's "super banknotes", while "Painter" only had a certain market in Southeast Asia.
However, after Stephen was solved by him before, a vacancy appeared in the international counterfeit banknote market, which caused the "Painter" Group's share to rapidly expand internationally.
Moreover, the rules of the "Painter" Group are strict and they only sell the products without using them, and there will be no money laundering in person.
As the share of "painter" expanded, Interpol began to expend great efforts to follow up. Finally, with the cooperation of the police from the two countries and a little luck, one person was caught alive.
Unfortunately, most of the backbone died.
The ringleader "painter" also escaped.
Only one Li Wen fell into the hands of the police.
Now he has undoubtedly become the key to solving the case. Whichever country's police can get him will obviously be able to get closer to the truth the fastest.
As for whether Lu Minghua would suggest that he go to the UK to negotiate, firstly, "Peter Pan" has indeed had a good impact internationally, and secondly, the landlord would have good relations with some British figures. Especially the group of British people who were fishing hard in Hong Kong Island, all wanted to sell face to the landlord association.
It is indeed very difficult for Li Shaoze to retrieve someone from the Royal Police.
Thirdly, Lu Minghua probably also wanted to give him a chance to go abroad.
"OK, leave the case to me."
Li Shaoze closed the folder and nodded, indicating that he agreed to the matter.
He just happened to be looking for a chance to go to London for a walk, so it would be better to go there if he had a chance.
"Thank you sir."
The young inspector nodded obediently, thanked him, and left the criminal department.
…
London.
A gentleman in a suit strode into the restaurant on the left of Kingsman Tailor Shop, located on Tailor Street.
"Arthur."
The gentleman was sitting on his right hand, and he saw a bottle of precious whiskey placed in front of the king's agent, the leader of the ten knights, "Arthur".
"Galahad."
"If you don't show up, we will all wonder whether we have to prepare two eulogies today."
Each Kingsman uses a code name, which is derived from the Knights of the Round Table in the Middle Ages.
For ten agents, there are only ten places at the table.
But there are only two people coming to the tailor shop right now, Arthur and Galahad.
After the two of them said hello, they put on a pair of sunglasses at the same time, and immediately they could see the virtual projections of other ace agents in their vision.
There is only one "Lancelot" vacant in the third position on the right.
Arthur raised his glass and said with emotion: "Gentlemen, I am actually very pleased that we have just used this bottle of wine again after seventeen years."
"Lancelot was an outstanding agent, a role model for Kingsmen, and he will be missed."
"To Lancelot."
"To Lancelot."
On the mural in the restaurant, photos, information, and detailed resume of the previous Lancelot appeared.
Kingsmen all over the world but in the same network raised their glasses together to pay the highest respect to their fallen colleague.
Immediately afterwards, Arthur put down his wine glass and spoke clearly: "We will start the selection of the next Lancelot tomorrow. Please submit a candidate to the British headquarters before nine o'clock in the evening GMT."
"Thanks."
Arthur put down his glasses and ended the conversation with the knights.
Galahad let out a long sigh, turned to look at the leader and asked: "Asking me to come back from Australia, do you need to continue taking action?"
"No."
"The operation on Hong Kong Island was just a single incident, and the failure no longer requires follow-up."
"I asked you to come back because I need you to take charge of this agent training and train our Lancelot well."
After Arthur finished speaking, Galahad nodded and said: "As you command, sir."
(End of chapter)
