"Yes, sir."
The Intelligence Section Inspector should arrive.
Ma Jun took several police officers, dozens of police officers and a large group of people to guard the roadside.
"Sir Zhuang."
He handed Zhuang Shikai an umbrella.
Zhuang Shikai looked up at the weather and shook his head: "No, it's not raining heavily."
Sir Zhuang straightened out his suit, cheered up, and planned to be in his best condition to chat with his old rival.
I saw him taking steps, pushing aside the grass, and heading towards the bay.
He descended the slope carefully, step by step, as if he was afraid of losing his footing and falling into the sea.
In fact, I am more afraid of getting my clothes dirty.
At this time, he came to the fishing spot and began to say hello: "Officer Lu!"
"Are you in a good mood?"
“If it rains, there’s still time for fishing!”
Zhuang Shikai walked up to Lu Minghua.
Lu Minghua squinted his eyes, looked at the water ahead, and said in a calm tone: "We don't have much time. I usually have this hobby, so I will take the time to play it."
"Took the bait!"
He suddenly pulled up the fishing line and quickly closed the pole.
"Zizzi."
The fishing line is reeled in.
Caught a "Red Three".
It looks like it weighs five or six pounds and is very plump.
Zhuang Shikai squatted beside him and said with a smile: "Sir Lu, you have good skills."
"If this technology is used to handle cases..."
"It will be more promising."
"Haha." Lu Minghua chuckled twice and hung up the bait again: "I fish just to practice my mind, but my skills are still not good after all."
He turned his head and looked at Zhuang Shikai.
"Nothing compared to Sir Zhuang."
he laughed.
Zhuang Shikai shook his head and said modestly: "Where, where..."
"Fishing a rod?"
Lu Minghua threw out the bait, turned to Zhuang Shikai and said, "I've prepared the rod for you."
"Thank you."
Zhuang Shikai nodded and did not refuse. He picked up a spare rod next to him, hung the fishhook, and threw it to the water.
"The fishing position you chose is very good."
“There are big fish there.”
Lu Minghua put down his peaked cap, glanced to the side, and said.
Zhuang Shikai fixed the fishing rod, took out a box of cigars, and took out one: "I have learned a few tricks."
He handed the cigar box aside again.
Lu Minghua also took out a cigar: "But you forgot to put the bait."
Zhuang Shikai put away the cigar box, lit his cigar with a lighter, then threw it aside and said loudly: "Sorry, I like to eat other fish."
"Hehehe..." Lu Minghua lit the lighter, bit his cigar, and laughed while inhaling.
One of the two wore a jacket, a peaked cap, and sportswear, looking like an old man on an outing. The other wore a slicked back hair, a black suit, and a serious temperament, a perfect senior officer.
Now the two old rivals were sitting together fishing, smoking cigars of the same brand, and looking at the water for a while. No one spoke. There was silence next to the inlet, only the "swishing" flow of the water.
Ma Jun stood on the shore and lit a cigarette.
The inspector of the intelligence department stood nearby, his eyes puzzled, and complained: "Brother Jun, what do you have to talk about with Mr. Zhuang and that street guy Lu Minghua? Arrest him for a first trial, convict him, and hit the target with one bullet! It's so neat and tidy, so much Cool!"
"And let him fish?"
"Go fishing!"
Ma Jun exhaled, held a cigarette between his fingers, waved his hands and said, "You don't understand! Big guys like to play with emotions, a sense of ritual, a sense of ritual..."
"Master Zhuang wants to kill an old rival, so he should have a few words. After all, we won't see him again..."
"Besides, Sir Lu is a high-ranking figure, and evil will lead to evil, but we must also address him as Sir Lu!"
"Understand?"
Ma Jun was teaching the boys how to be a good person. Sir Zhuang also looked at the fishing rod and finally said, "Why don't you spend more time with your family and children?"
In fact, he was asking why he wanted to send his children abroad.
After all, as politicians, both parties fight desperately for political goals. Once the political goals are achieved, the lives of their families will not be involved.
The debt of death is wiped out!
This is an unspoken rule in the political arena, and it is also a rule of the game that everyone supports but no one opposes.
Because no one can predict the future.
Political matters can be settled in the game, and Sir Zhuang will not mess with Lu Minghua's family. This not only violates his bottom line, but will also make the guys afraid and label him as "inhumane".
Being a big boss still requires emotions, and it's not like being a gangster, so it's okay not to use this label.
Lu Minghua said: "The air abroad is better."
"And a green card does not qualify you to participate in politics."
Of course, he was actually afraid.
What are you afraid of, Mr. Zhuang, and finally break through the bottom line?
after all……
He has done a lot of evil.
Zhuang Shikai nodded: "It's okay not to participate in politics, but the ultimate goal of a real man in this world is money and power. If you want it, you can't help it, and you can't hide it."
"correct."
"Can the suicide note, cemetery, and property arrangements be properly arranged?"
Lu Minghua caught another fish: "It's done."
"But I don't have a choice of cemetery. The government has a cemetery."
"Um."
Zhuang Shikai nodded: "It's a pity that criminals can only be put in boxes."
"You have no share in the tombstone."
"It doesn't matter." Lu Minghua didn't mind. Zhuang Shikai lowered his head and looked at his watch. Lu Minghua caught a glimpse of Zhuang Shikai's movements from the corner of his eye and asked with a smile: "Are you in a hurry?"
"yes."
"Hurry to the hospital to visit my buddy." Zhuang Shikai said with a smile: "After all, you are a bit aggressive in inviting your people. Twelve of my guys died and sixteen were hospitalized. This will make the brothers feel cold. I have to go and visit in person."
"Brothers have paid too much..."
At this time, Lu Minghua did not put out the bait anymore. He held a cigar in his mouth, sat on a small bench, exhaled the white mist, and finally asked: "I think we are the same kind of people. Do you think that if we are not rivals... can we be friends?" …”
"Eh!"
"Stop it!"
Zhuang Shikai stood up, raised his hand, and quickly stopped him: "You and I are two different people, and I have too many friends. I don't need friends. On the contrary, I need opponents more."
"The Chinese in Hong Kong don't need a double-talker!"
"Your performance really disappoints me."
Zhuang Shikai bent down and picked up a big stone and weighed it. It weighed more than ten kilograms and was about three or four times bigger than the palm of his hand.
Lu Minghua looked at him calmly, relaxed his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm sorry."
"I won't waste your time anymore."
Zhuang Shikai nodded: "Okay."
He also had a calm expression, grabbed the stone, and took two steps forward.
"Poof!"
He very calmly raised the stone, swung his arm and hit Lu Minghua on the head.
A clean, muffled bang!
Lu Minghua fell to the ground, his head covered with blood.
The bright red blood passed through the hat and flowed down his forehead in the blink of an eye.
And he was lying next to the dirt and grass, with his hands firmly clasped on the ground, inhaling the fragrance of the soil bag fiercely at the tip of his nose, clenching his teeth, neither yelling nor yelling, as if he was seizing the last moment and inhaling the fragrance of the world with nostalgia.
Zhuang Shikai didn't say anything. He raised the stone in his hand again, and there was another crisp sound, directly smashing Lu Minghua's head and skull. Lu Minghua completely collapsed and lay on the ground, motionless.
"There seems to be some noise?" On the side of the road, the inspector of the intelligence department frowned and spoke aloud.
Ma Jun's ears twitched. His experienced gangster career immediately made him realize something.
He immediately raised his hand and said: "Everyone, don't go there! Sir Zhuang didn't call us, so we don't go there!"
The other police officers looked sideways at him, nodded in unison, and remained silent and motionless.
"Snapped!"
The third time!
Zhuang Shikai raised his hands high, holding the stone in both hands, exerted all his strength, and finally smashed it down.
Lu Minghua's head completely exploded! The drizzle of light rain gently and slowly covered his body, and the blood followed the uneven tracks of the soil, forming streams of blood and flowing into the inlet.
At the scene, red, yellow, white, and black were mixed into a pool, kneaded into the most vibrant soil bag.
Just kidding, the human body is the best fertilizer!
"Throw away your mother!" Zhuang Shikai threw away the blood-stained stone in his hand.
Pointing at Lu Minghua’s body, he cursed: “Remember to wear a helmet when fishing in your next life!”
He looked down and saw a few pieces of blood on his suit, and he immediately wiped it with his hands. It was okay if he didn't wipe it, but once he wiped it, the whole suit was covered with blood, as if he had just finished beheading someone and was going to work.
"Hey." Zhuang Shikai shook his head, returned to the inlet, bent over to wash his hands and wipe his face. Five minutes later, he walked up the slope with a bucket of fish in advance, swept away the weeds, and walked to the country road: " Bad luck! Please take care of the following!"
"Yes, sir!" The intelligence department inspector and Ma Jun looked at each other, exchanged expressions, and immediately led people down to deal with the scene. Ma Jun stepped forward and took the bucket from Mr. Zhuang's hand, opened the trunk of the car, and put the bucket He put it in and said: "Lu Minghua dared to attack the police DCP! This is a heinous crime!"
"Yes, it's a heinous crime!" Zhuang Shikai took off his suit jacket and glanced at him casually: "This guy really knows how to talk."
"Help me find a reason."
Zhuang Shikai casually threw his suit jacket into the trunk.
"I'll leave it to you to write the report."
"no problem!"
Ma Jun replied quickly.
Zhuang Shikai opened the back seat of the car, took out a new suit, put it on, straightened the collar, looked at him and said, "Drive to Mingxin Hospital."
"today…"
"I stopped by to check on the guys."
Ma Jun responded immediately: "Understood."
Immediately, he opened the seat door, drove for Sir Zhuang, and drove to Mingxin Hospital.
Along the way, Ma Jun held the steering wheel with both hands and looked in the rearview mirror frequently, feeling a little excited.
This is the first time he is qualified to build a car for Mr. Zhuang!
In the past, those who repaired cars were Sir Cai and Sir Zhou...
Could he not be excited?
"Look at the road!" Sir Zhuang suddenly opened his eyes and said aloud.
"Yes, yes..." Ma Jun straightened his back quickly and concentrated on driving.
And the scene, waterside, hillside, weeds.
All relevant traces will be destroyed, covered up, and
Lu Minghua's body was put into a body bag, put directly into a police car, and transported to the morgue.
The end of a character's life.
It's not public yet.
Everything is confidential.
But after it is made public, it will definitely cause an uproar in the political arena!
Zhuang Shikai looked out the car window and said to himself: "The storm is over."
Unfortunately, life goes on forever, and various events will follow one after another after you sing and we appear.
At this time, Zhuang Shikai was carrying a bucket and wearing a suit, walking in the corridor of Mingxin Hospital... Ma Jun, the dean, and a group of doctors and nurses followed him, reporting in detail the physical condition of the guys.
