District 9

Yi City, the top floor of Shengda Hotel.

Han Tong was wearing a bathrobe, sitting on the sofa and said, "I brought this tea myself. You can try it."

Li Zhixun loosened the collar of his shirt, stretched out his hand to pick up the tea cup and asked, "Brother Han, do you have a different view on the hostage exchange?"

In recent years, Han Tong's appearance, temperament, and external personality have all been very different from before. He used to be a confident young man. Although he lacked the ability and experience to deal with some things, in general, he gave people a feeling of being a gentleman in dealing with others.

But Han Tong looks a little different now. He was forced to jump off a building by the King of Food in Yanbei, and his right leg was broken. There is still a steel plate in the bone, and there is an obvious lameness when walking. Later, he was raped by Qin Yu He tried his best to drive out Songjiang, and several years of planning failed. From then on, he gave people a very awkward feeling.

On the outside, Han Tong still looked quite elegant and restrained, but his whole person seemed to have become much calmer. But if you have been in contact with him for a long time, you will find that a certain look or action he inadvertently reveals gives people a very gloomy feeling.

Han Tong sat on the sofa and played with the tea set slowly: "I do have a slightly different view on this matter."

"You said it." Li Zhixun nodded in response.

"Do you know Qin Yu?" Han Tong raised his head and looked directly at Li Zhixun and asked.

Li Zhixun thought for a long time: "To be honest, I don't know much about him. Qin Yu entered the military and political stage of the ninth district for too short a time, and we don't have much information about him."

"I know him, haha." Han Tong replied with a smile.

Li Zhixun was silent.

"Qin Yu started his business mainly with three people." Han Tong put down the teapot and counted in detail: "Ma Laoer on the ground, Lao Mao in the police system, and the current head of Tiancheng Pharmaceutical Group , Yu Jinnian."

Li Zhixun listened quietly without interrupting.

"When they first started working on the medicine line, there was an interest conflict between Qin Yu and the Longxing Group in Fengbei, District 9. In that incident, the head of the Ma family, Ma Laoer's uncle, died. Since then, Ma Laoer and Qin Yu have been locked in a tight embrace." Han Tong put his hands in his hands, as if telling a story: "Qin Yu wanted to be the director, so Ma Laoer helped him maintain order on the black street; Qin Yu wanted to do Xiang'er's business, so Ma Lao'er used his energy on the ground to open channels for Qin Yu. Later, Tiancheng had a conflict of interest with us, and Ma Lao'er was also a very important part of Tiancheng. Fighting the Dragon During the riots in Songjiang, he also called thousands of people from the black neighborhood to Qin Yu to march on the streets. In the past few years, Tiancheng has spread so fast in Songjiang. A large part of the reason is because of Ma Laoer Dominance on the ground. Of course, Qin Yu also gave him generous rewards. In addition to financial benefits, Ma Laoer is at least a top five player in Tiancheng's core team."

When Li Zhixun heard this, he couldn't help but ask: "Since Ma Laoer's position is so high, why did Qin Yu allow him to take risks in the fifth district and become a life-threatening gunman?"

"Obviously, this is to gild Ma Laoer." Han Tong said with a smile: "As long as he successfully participates in this matter, then when he returns to the ninth district, his identity as a military intelligence officer and his path to advancement will all matter. Open it. This is more conducive to enhancing Ma Laoer's energy at the political juncture. Because at that time Qin Yu already knew that he was going to be transferred to Sichuan, but he also had many opponents in the ninth district, so before leaving Lay it out and put on body armor, so there’s nothing surprising about it.”

This was information that Li Zhixun had not mastered before. He listened with interest and nodded slowly: "So that's it."

"It's just that Qin Yu may not have expected that the three major districts would engage in any joint operation. The shooting incident was also full of chance, which led to the failure of the gold plating and the arrest of Ma Laoer." Han Tong said this with speculation. The ingredients were in it, and he didn't know how District 9 made the decision.

"Well, you mean...?"

"What I mean is that you now have a card in your hand that can lead Qin Yu by the nose, but you don't know it." Han Tong put his hands in and continued: "I just told you so much, and I mean One. Ma Laoer is very important to Qin Yu. His energy on the ground can even affect Tiancheng's life and death in Songjiang in the future. In addition, the personal relationship between Ma Laoer and Qin Yu is equivalent to that of biological brothers. "

"This is impossible." Li Zhixun is a Korean. It is difficult for him to understand this kind of thing: "How can superiors and subordinates be like brothers because of the relationship of interests?"

"This is the great thing about Qin Yu." Han Tong replied with a smile: "You think he is a profit-seeking villain, but sometimes he can do extremely irrational things for the sake of a core member around him. Things. If you don’t understand the Chinese way of communicating, you won’t understand that the highest level of controlling people is when others are willing to do things for you, and even work hard for you, rather than simply giving money or benefits.”

Li Zhixun still didn't seem to understand.

"How did the conflict in Sichuan Mansion start?" Han Tong asked.

Li Zhixun was startled.

"You killed a few seemingly insignificant soldiers in an attempt to contain Qin Yu from the side, put pressure on him, and make him compromise. But what was Qin Yu's reaction?" Han Tong said sharply: "His reaction was , for the sake of these soldiers, they did not hesitate to waste all their resources in the Sichuan government, but also had a conflict with the Suo family and the He family, and even refuted the orders of the upper management of the ninth district for this reason. This kind of reaction has been considered by you before. Are you here?"

Li Zhixun recalled it carefully and couldn't help but nodded.

"If Tiancheng has a corporate culture, it is a word of love. This word of love tightly ties the core members of Tiancheng together, and also made Qin Yu transform from an unknown boy to a rising star in the military. It is also this word of love. The word "love" has allowed him to turn danger into good fortune several times and rise rapidly several times." Han Tong said very thoroughly: "If you understand the word "love", you can deal with him."

"Will he save Ma Laoer?" Li Zhixun asked.

"Yes." Han Tong nodded heavily: "The hostages in your hands are more valuable than those in Qin Yu's hands. So if you agree to his conditions so easily now, you are missing out. You can negotiate a bigger deal." Value for money opportunity.”

What Han Tong said was logical and well-founded. Li Zhixun was convinced by his words and frowned and asked, "Then how should I talk about it?"

"Kill first and then talk." Han Tong's voice was hoarse and his eyes were bright: "Let Qin Yu panic first, and you will get unexpected gains."

Li Zhixun looked solemn and pondered for a long time before asking: "Will it offend Qin Yu and cause the negotiation to collapse?"

"As long as the person held in No. 57 is not dead, Qin Yu will definitely compromise." Han Tong replied with bright eyes: "You believe me, my judgment will never be wrong."

Li Zhixun licked his lips: "Let me trust your judgment..."

Han Tong suddenly raised his right leg, pointed at his knee, and said jokingly: "Even if you don't believe me, you still have to believe in this leg. The price I paid for Qin Yu is much more than you."

Li Zhixun was silent upon hearing this.

…

During the day, Songjiang Tuzh Street.

Qin Yu and Yu Jinnian walked side by side into a strange courtyard and shouted with a smile: "Lao Er, where are you?"

In the courtyard, wreaths stood everywhere, white silk was fluttering in the wind, and a large group of people stood in front of a coffin, crying uncontrollably.

Qin Yu stepped forward, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

The crowd didn't respond. Qin Yu asked several questions in a row, then suddenly turned to look at the hall and saw a huge photo of his body placed in the center of the living room.

"flap!"

In the courtyard of the Xu family headquarters, Qin Yu woke up from his dream with sweat on his head, gasping and cursing: "Damn it, you scared me!"

"What's wrong with you?" Cha Meng asked from the bed next to him.

"It's okay, I had a dream, fuck!" Qin Yu wiped the sweat from his face, picked up the water glass and drank a few gulps.