Chapter 248 Hello, sir!

Late at night, a powerful roar sounded from a Western-style building in Jordan.

"That bastard Freddy, I asked him to go to a dinner party, but he had to eat a late-night snack on the way, thinking this is Southeast Asia? He randomly finds a woman on the street, eats her up and throws it on the street, and then the wild dogs on the roadside help him clean up the aftermath?

Mr. Smith, you always said that I am impulsive. Now, isn’t that bastard Freddie more impulsive than me?Don't even care about the overall situation? "

"Jack, calm down first. If you yell like this, it will only give me a headache."

Smith held the wine glass and swung the ruby ​​red liquid in it with some irritation.

The red wine reflected the two people's faces and eyes, which were all red, as if they were soaked in blood.

After a pause, he said: "Luo Lichen is dead, so we have to find someone to fill the vacancy. You have never been willing to engage in social activities, otherwise I would have asked you to take over."

Jack waved his hands repeatedly, "I told you, I only deal with hands, feet, heart, liver, spleen and stomach. I have no interest in things involving the mouth. Those places are very dirty."

"I know that you only talk to people with a knife, so I didn't even let you participate in club activities."

As he spoke, Smith sighed, "If you were at the club that night, or if you were at the banquet tonight, the bastard who caused the trouble would have died twice."

"wrong."

Jack shook his head and said seriously: "People only die once. If I kill him once, he is dead. There is no way he can get up and be killed by me a second time."

"I know, I know, I was just kidding."

Smith smiled awkwardly. Jack was always very serious and meticulous about matters of life and death.

"But, Mr. Smith."

Jack's face was still very serious, like an office worker sitting in an office. "If you agree, I will go over immediately. You will receive news of his death tomorrow morning. The parts can be customized."

Smith frowned, "Jack, I didn't mean to offend you, but do you remember what I said to you before?"

Jack nodded, "Mr. Smith, I remember everything you said clearly and I dare not forget it, so which sentence did you say?"

Smith pursed his lips, thought for a moment and then said: "Only fools use knives to kill people. Smart people just touch their lips up and down."

Jack helplessly sat back on the sofa, sinking deeply into the red velvet.

He sighed: "I admit that I'm not smart, but for me, it's obviously a very simple thing. Just stab the person with a knife, take the knife back, and the person dies. Why bother to make it so troublesome?"

A mysterious smile appeared on Smith's face, "We put so much effort into dressing up, isn't it just to play some more advanced games?"

"Beyond just fighting," he added.

……

After coming out of the hospital and saying goodbye to Uncle Ming, Yin Xiu had no intention of going to the private detective first.

Because of Sir Wilson's death, the series of disturbances at the dinner party, and the complaints from those upper-class people, the outside world has been a little tense these days.

If I have to restrain myself, the Pan-Asian Chamber of Commerce and the Lonely Hearts Club behind it may also have to restrain themselves a bit.

Yin Xiu had a vague hunch that those people hiding behind the scenes would soon come to her door.

Before, he was looking for them, but now, he was the enemy in the open, and the situation had turned around. Often after such an extreme change, trouble would soon follow.

With this thought, he slowly walked home.

It was already afternoon now, and the sun was gradually setting in the west, casting down rays of sunlight that made people feel warm without burning their necks.

Stretching, Yin Xiu took out the key and bent down to open the door.

At this moment, a dull shout came from behind him, "Yin Xiu!"

Yin Xiu didn't look back or pause, she just continued to fiddle with the door lock with the key.

The owner of the voice seemed a little confused because of this. After a pause, he shouted again, "Yin Xiu!"

Yin Xiu still didn't look back, as if the other party wasn't calling him.

Until then, someone finally reacted, "Brother, his key is almost broken!"

"I'm going to attack you! You're playing tricks on us!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yin Xiu turned around, but she struck faster than the person behind her.

Before the opponent could raise his sword, Yin Xiu stabbed his foot on the chest of the first person, kicking the person backwards and flying backwards, knocking down several people in a row.

The previously neat formation suddenly fell into chaos. Yin Xiu suddenly dove into the crowd, her sleeves fluttering in the wind, and every palm shot was filled with wind and thunder, her momentum was astonishing.

Crackling!

After a series of firecrackers, several swordsmen were lying on the ground in a state of disarray, moaning.

Yin Xiu picked up the person who seemed to be the leader at the beginning and looked at him coldly.

"Brother, if you call someone by name and they don't respond to you, just think you're asking for the wrong person. Why bother with this?"

The man's face was covered with blood, and he said bitterly: "I didn't expect you to be so unruly and unruly. When someone calls your name, you don't even recognize it!?"

Yin Xiu rolled her eyes at him, "I'm not here to fool around, what are the rules of the world? Haven't you heard the old man say that?If a voice calls your name from behind, don't turn around easily, because the person calling you from behind may not be a person. "

The man's expression became even more sad, "But I'm just a human being."

Yin Xiu grinned, looked left and then picked up the watermelon knife on the ground, and put it on the opponent's neck.

"If I'm not satisfied with your next answer, then you aren't."

The man felt the biting coldness raging on his neck, and goosebumps suddenly appeared.

"You, just ask, brother, people like us who hang out in the world always have something to talk about."

"Okay, then I'm welcome."

Yin Xiu touched his chin with his leather-gloved hand and said, "Who asked you to chop me down?"

"This I..."

Before the man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a majestic roar.

"No one is allowed to move! Send someone to do something!"

Yin Xiu heard the sound, raised her head, and saw four people wearing short-sleeved floral shirts and trousers walking over.

The leader had a sinister face and a fierce look in his eyes.

When Yin Xiu saw this, he threw the knife aside and asked calmly: "Are they with you?"

The person lying on the ground also looked puzzled and shook his head.

"That's it, then I understand."

Yin Xiu stood up and asked, "Who are the plainclothes patrol officers?"

"What, do you need Sir to show you his ID to be satisfied?"

One of them lifted up his flowered shirt, revealing a standard revolver stuck under his belly.

Yin Xiu spread her hands: "It's best. According to the regulations, the patrol police must show our certificates to good citizens like us when enforcing the law."

"Are you a good citizen?"

"I think I am."

Seeing Yin Xiu say this, the leader frowned and impatiently motioned to one of his subordinates to take out his ID and show it to man waved his ID in front of Yin Xiu and said in a rough voice, "Is it okay now?"

"Oh, yours is fine, as for the other three..."

After seeing the three people's eyes as big as cows, Yin Xiu smiled and said: "You three don't need it. The police and the people are cooperating. It doesn't matter if it increases your workload."

"You know who I am, by the way, I am Yan Rong, Chief Inspector of Kowloon District."

"Are you Prince Yan?"

Yan Rong sneered: "Why, do you know me?"

Yin Xiu shook his head, "How can a little person like me be qualified to know a great man like you? I've only heard about it."

Yan Rong is a famous pickpocket among the Hong Kong Island Patrol.

He was so addicted to money that all the flour stalls, gambling stalls, and horse stables in Kowloon had to pay him a sum of money.

What makes people even more frightened, or disgusted, is that this person often does whatever it takes to get the chance to solve a case. He just grabs random people and plants a crime on them, and the case is solved.

What should I do if the "prisoner" doesn't admit it?It's easy to sneak across from South Asia, but if you spend some money, someone will take the blame.

As for those who don't have enough food and salt and are unwilling to take the blame, there are of course tricks like pepper water, tiger bench, and big rocks on the chest to greet them.

If he does all the eighteen tricks, even Buddha will have to admit that he killed Jesus.

Yan Rong snorted coldly, "Now that you know who I am, you'd better be honest and don't play tricks in front of me."

As he spoke, he glanced at the few people lying on the ground, then turned to Yin Xiu and shouted: "I now suspect that you are engaged in triad activities, illegal fighting with weapons, and intent on murder. What explanation do you have?"

"A fight? Murder?"

Yin Xiu smiled and said: "We are just practicing to keep fit!"

"Strengthening your body? Do you think you are practicing Tai Chi or practicing swordsmanship? The ground was covered with blood, and you even brought out the watermelon knife. Do you think this is to strengthen your body?"

"If you don't believe me, just ask him." Yin Xiu looked innocent.

Yan Rong kicked the person on the ground in the stomach with his pointed-leather shoes, "Tell me, what were you doing just now?"

The swordsman lying on the ground couldn't help but take a breath because of this kick.

After a pause, he gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, we were just...certainly practicing kung fu and competing against each other. Isn't it against the law?"

Yan Rong sneered, "It's not against the law to compete with fellow disciples. Behind closed doors, you can fight as much as you like. We have no control over it."

As he said that, he glared at Yin Xiu fiercely and kicked the man on the ground, "Get out! If you don't get out, I'll catch you all!"

The swordsman glanced at Yan Rong unwillingly, then at Yin Xiu, called on a few people to get up and ran out without looking back.

"Remember to greet your father-in-law for me!" Yin Xiu waved.

"Why, you think you are polite!"

Immediately, a plainclothes man pushed Yin Xiu on the shoulder.

Yin Xiu didn't care, and just patted her clothes lightly, "Being polite or not is what others think, not what you say. Just like when I say you sirs are very polite, others don't believe it."

"Certificate!"

A plainclothesman stretched out his hand to him.

Yin Xiu still kept smiling, rummaged in his pocket and handed it to him.

"Taoist priest?"

Yan Rong glanced at the ID, then looked at Yin Xiu suspiciously, "Which prefix do you have?"

"I am a good citizen and I don't belong to any society."

"Oh, they are a gang of singles. Those provincial and Hong Kong flag soldiers are also in groups, and there is no association to cover them."

Yin Xiu smiled and said: "Sir, if I become a provincial and Hong Kong flag soldier, then I will be protecting the society, not the society covering me."

Yan Rong stuffed the ID back into Yin Xiu's pocket, but then took out a pair of handcuffs.

He said seriously: "Yin Xiu, we now suspect that you committed a murder case at the Admiralty Hotel last night and killed a group of people, including Sir Wilson, and we are arresting you according to law."

"This is an arrest warrant!"

A plainclothesman took out a piece of paper full of English and waved it in front of Yin Xiu.

"You are not required to speak now, but every word you say will become evidence in court. Do you understand?"

[I want to find my lawyer. 】

Yin Xiu originally wanted to say this smoothly, but he suddenly remembered that he knew a lot of mages, but he didn't know any lawyers, not any of them.

He stretched out his hands and let the plainclothes cuff them, and then said, "Can I remain silent now?"

He said with a smile on his face, "Yes, of course you can. This is your right. If you have anything to do, just tell the judge. In addition, in order to protect your privacy, we can also provide you with a headgear."

Yin Xiu glanced at him and said, "What, does my face affect the appearance of the city?"

Yan Rong's face suddenly turned cold, "The prisoner asked not to wear a hood!"

After a pause, the detective, who was in a gloomy mood, laughed again and put his arm around Yin Xiu's shoulders.

"Okay, let's go! It's not too far from the police station. I hope you don't run into too many familiar people."

Yin Xiu grinned, "No, I don't have many acquaintances."

"Yes, you must know an acquaintance." Yan Rong lowered his voice and his eyes were cold.

"Oh?" Yin Xiu narrowed his eyes.

"Li Yuanliang, who was at Luigi Machinery Factory before, do you still remember him?"

"Oh? The one who worked as a thug in the factory and was beaten like a dead dog by me?"

Yan Rong came closer and said, "Yes, it's the Li Yuanliang who was beaten like a dead dog by you. He is my brother-in-law."

Yin Xiu's eyes widened and she asked doubtfully: "Huh? Didn't you say before that his brother-in-law was transferred to guard the pond by Inspector Lei? Why, his sister later remarried you?"

Hearing this, Yan Rong was not angry, but said cheerfully: "He has two sisters. The eldest sister is married to that bastard who guards the pond, and I am marrying his second sister."

Yin Xiu couldn't help but praise: "Awesome! A family of patrol officers."

"You'll find out later whether it's serious or not."

Yan Rong hugged Yin Xiu affectionately, "You beat my brother-in-law so badly. If I don't punish you and avenge him, how will my wife explain it to me?"

Yin Xiu still had a smile on her face, "Don't worry, I won't make it difficult for you, and I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation."

Looking at Yin Xiu's smile, besides being disgusted, she also felt vaguely confused.

It was obvious that this boy had fallen into his hands, and he was the best in the police station, but the other party gave him an uneasy feeling.

"Come on!"

Yan Rong roared to dispel the irritability in his heart.

(End of this chapter)