Rebirth in Hong Kong as a hero

Chapter 127: The City's Pursuit

Chapter 127 City-wide pursuit

Outside the hotel.

Wuying, Aji, and Anna were waiting by the car.

"Let's go."

Ji Bu stepped forward and said, "Wuying, you can stay here and wait for Superintendent Hou. He has some local specialties that he wants to give to us."

"Wrap it around me"

Wuying's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he patted his chest and made a promise.

"Let's go, Miss Anna."

Ji Bu spoke fluent English, and his eyes turned to Anna: "It's getting late, I'll take you back by the way."

Ajila opened the door and started the car, and the two of them got in the car one after the other.

"Beautiful boy."

Anna was sitting in the back seat, twirling her hair and winking at Ji Bu: "Do you have time? Let's go have a supper together, and I'll tutor you in English in the evening."

"No time."

Ji Bu refused directly: "My English is pretty good, so I won't bother you to help me with tutoring."

"snort."

Anna snorted softly and rolled her eyes: "Boring."

soon.

They sent Anna to their residence. Anna got out of the car with her bag. After thinking for a while, she took out the eyebrow pencil from her bag and knocked on the car window to signal Ji Bu to lower the window.

"Come."

Anna reached out and took Ji Bu's palm and wrote a series of numbers on his palm: "If you need anything, you can call me."

She held an eyebrow pencil in her left hand and wrote the number on Ji Bu's palm, blew on Ji Bu again, then left with her butt raised.

"Go home."

Ji Bu glanced at the numbers on his palm, raised his hand to look at his watch, and asked casually: "What do you think of this Anna?"

"it works."

A Jiyan expressed his evaluation concisely and concisely, cherishing every word like gold.

"hehe."

Jibu smiled and said nothing.

Aji is quite transparent in this respect.

soon.

The two returned to Ji Bu's previous residence.

Ji Bu was about to move and no longer wanted to live here. A'e was still studying at the university and saw the rent coming due, so he came over to help A'e pack her things.

"Let me pack her things."

Ji Bu turned around and went into the bedroom to pack his things. Aji was at ease, sitting on the sofa and smoking a cigarette.

Suddenly.

There was movement in the kitchen.

Aji walked to the kitchen with a cigarette in his mouth. There was a mouse scurrying on the stove. He was not afraid when he saw Aji coming over.

Ah Ji picked up the broom beside him and patted the mouse. The mouse ran very fast. He grabbed the broom and patted it repeatedly.

The mouse crawled along the wall to the position of the exhaust fan and stood motionless in the gap between the fans. It looked at Aji with a sly look, as if it was a silent provocation.

"!"

Ah Ji was unhappy. He stood motionless with a cigarette in his mouth, his hand holding the broom, and stared at the rat that provoked him.

Quick and accurate.

The broom snapped down.

"bang"

I slapped the broom on the exhaust fan. I didn't hit the mouse, but it knocked down the fume exhaust fan, causing it to fall to the ground with a thud.

"Go to the street."

Ji Bu heard the sound in the bedroom and cursed angrily: "Aji, are you trying to demolish the house?!"

In the kitchen.

"Boss!"

Aji's voice sounded and he shouted to Ji Bu: "Come here."

"Um?"

Ji Bu frowned, and then walked out, looking at Aji squatting on the ground in the kitchen and the fallen exhaust fan, he couldn't laugh or cry:

"Why, are you really planning to tear down the house?!"

Aji didn't say anything either.

He reached out to pick up the exhaust fan that fell on the ground and walked in front of Ji Bu.

"Um?"

Ji Bu looked at the exhaust fan, his expression froze.

To be precise.

It's something on the exhaust fan.

I could see that on the blades of the exhaust fan, which was covered with oil fumes, I could vaguely see a plastic bag that was faintly exposed through the oil fumes. It was a very small bag.

The small bag should be fixed on the inner blade of the exhaust fan with glue. When installed and used normally, the contents hidden inside cannot be seen.

"This is."

Ji Bu's breath was stagnant. He ignored the fumes and reached out to pull down the small bag. When he opened it, there was a piece of paper inside.

The paper is spread out.

The two of them looked at each other.

In Ji Bu's memory.

This handwriting is that of my brother Ali, three simple words:

After the refrigerator.

"!"

Ji Bu's eyelids twitched and his eyes fell on the refrigerator.

There is no need for Ji Bu to speak.

Aji pulled off the electric socket of the refrigerator and directly moved the refrigerator out, exposing the wall behind it.

The walls are entirely white.

But this white putty gray has a relatively obvious color difference.

Aji naturally saw it too. He raised his hand and tapped on the wall with obvious color difference, feeling hollow.

He first looked at Ji Bu, then looked left and right, picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board, pointed at the white color difference on the wall, and slashed hard with the knife.

The thin wall cracked.

There is a camera hidden in the small hollow compartment inside.

Aji reached out and took out the camera and handed it to Ji Bu. Ji Bu tried to press the power button but the camera did not respond.

Then it was connected to the socket and started charging. Soon the camera's screen lit up and the startup interface was loaded.

"call"

Ji Bu took out a cigarette, lit it for himself, and took a long drag.

No surprises.

This is the evidence that their brother Ali left behind that they have been looking for.

Not long after.

The camera worked normally, and Ji Bu started operating it. Soon, the picture appeared, and Ji Bu's face appeared on the screen.

Ah Ji looked at Ji Bu's face that appeared on the screen. He couldn't help but glance at Ji Bu with a strange expression, and then ducked to the balcony, consciously avoiding suspicion.

in the screen.

Ali put the camera on the coffee table and sat on the sofa:

Only now do I know that there have always been gangsters in the police station. The reason why Lin Kun has developed so fast is because of the help of gangsters.

What I didn't expect was that the criminal police and the drug gang had such an intricate and complicated relationship. The complexity of the matter was far more complicated than I imagined.

I overheard Lin Kun arguing with the other party on the phone.

Only then did I realize that Superintendent Long, who arranged this undercover operation, was actually the rogue police officer who had his own interest group.

He was originally responsible for the business contact with Lin Kun. After the interests of both parties broke down, he colluded with a drug lord named Ba Mian Buddha.

Only then did I know that they asked me to come to undercover Lin Kun, ostensibly to overthrow Lin Kun, the drug cartel.

actually.

They just wanted to use me as an undercover agent to kill Lin Kun and pave the way for the Eight-faced Buddha to enter the white powder market in Hong Kong Island.

I can't believe this is true, and I dare not tell Sir Miao.

I'm afraid that if I tell him about this, given his fiery personality, he will definitely go back to confront Superintendent Long. In this case, Sir Miao will be in danger.

I decided to go find Superintendent Long myself.

When he said this, Ali paused obviously. After being silent for a long time, he finally raised his head:

If Sir Miao can see this video and I am no longer here, I hope Sir Miao can do me a favor.

My brother Abu is in prison. I hope Sir Miao can help me visit him from time to time, and when he comes out, tell him that I, as an elder brother, owe him a lot of things.

When I learned that Abu had committed a crime, I contacted him.

He asked me to help him think of a solution on the phone. Although he didn't know my identity as a police officer, I could feel from his tone that he regarded me as a life-saving straw.

But I couldn't help him.

Sorry.

The video ends abruptly here.

After Ali recorded this video, he sealed the camera in the wall behind the refrigerator. What happened next is what he learned.

"Fool."

Ji Bu held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Ali on the screen with a complicated expression, not knowing what to say.

"call"

He rubbed his face, took a heavy drag on the cigarette, and exhaled a long, thin line of blue-green smoke to integrate all the information.

In fact, Ali did not have the so-called conclusive evidence that could lead them to justice. The information he had was just what he heard from Lin Kun.

so.

When he went to see Superintendent Long, he was just deceiving him.

only.

Ali too underestimated the complicated relationship between them, and he didn't know that Brother Shan had already been flirting with Superintendent Long and others, so he directly pushed him out.

"Too young."

Ji Bu casually put out the cigarette butt in his hand and added another one: "It turns out that the undercover mission was just a tool they used from the beginning."

"Undercover Lin Kun, get rid of Lin Kun and pave the way for the Eight-faced Buddha. Ali is just a pawn and a tool being used."

He quickly integrated all the information he had in his mind, then picked up the phone next to him and dialed Miao Zhihua's number.

"Miao Sir."

"Abu, I'm just about to find you."

Miao Zhihua's voice sounded.

Ji Bu got straight to the point and spoke concisely: "I have found the evidence that my brother Ali hid. It is hidden in the wall behind the refrigerator."

"What?"

Miao Zhihua was stunned at first, and then there was a hint of surprise in his tone: "Real or false? You have already obtained the evidence?"

On the phone.

There was a faint tremor in his tone, and he couldn't hide his joy.

"Yes."

Ji Bu's tone was calm, capturing Miao Zhihua's tone, and continued: "There is a lot of evidence, and it involves a wide range of areas. The black police cooperated with Lin Kun at the beginning, but later the interests broke up and the talks collapsed.

The criminal policeman has a new target for cooperation, and Lin Kun has become the target of his eradication."

"The action of undercover Lin Kun was actually a joke at the beginning. The black police were using Ali's undercover situation to get rid of Lin Kun from the beginning."

He briefly described the true purpose of this undercover operation, and then continued with a twinkling look:

"Not only that, Ali also captured key evidence. This evidence includes the recording of the call between Superintendent Long and Lin Kun, as well as the detailed transaction process between them."

Speaking of which.

Only then did Ji Bu stop.

"well!"

After Miao Zhihua quickly digested the information, he clapped his hands and applauded: "This evidence of yours is very crucial. Keep it well. You must keep it well."

"Um."

Ji Bu nodded when he heard this: "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

There was a pause.

He then asked: "Who led this undercover mission?!"

"Zhang Wenyao!"

Miao Zhihua said without hesitation: "The drafting of this task was led by Superintendent Zhang Wenyao, and now he is the senior superintendent."

"After he drafted this undercover mission, he finally chose to ask me to send someone to complete the mission. At that time, I agreed without thinking too much."

"After that, I chose Ali."

Speaking of which.

Miao Zhihua's tone became lower, and the sound of a lighter also sounded over there. He took a heavy drag on his cigarette and sighed:

"I didn't expect that this matter would be so complicated. It was a game from the beginning. I was just their pawn, and I also harmed Ali."

There was a pause.

There was helplessness in his tone: "If this matter is really related to Senior Superintendent Zhang Wenyao, then our situation will be dangerous."

"Zhang Wenyao?"

Ji Bu heard the sound and muttered to himself but did not answer.

Zhang Wenyao.

Then the information is correct, exactly the same as the information provided by Hou Jingcheng.

"right."

Miao Zhihua nodded in response, as if remembering something, he spoke a little faster: "By the way, have you had any contact with other people recently?!"

"ah?"

Ji Bu frowned when he heard this: "What does this sentence mean?"

"I wanted to call you just now to ask you."

Miao Zhihua spoke very quickly and hurriedly said: "Just now, I was having a late night snack with a leader of the Flying Tigers."

"Halfway through the meal, he suddenly said that he was leaving. He said that he had a temporary mission. Hou Jingcheng, the senior supervisor at the customs, had a mission that they needed to do."

"I asked him what he was doing specifically, but he didn't tell me and left in a hurry."

"Hou Jingcheng?!"

Ji Bu frowned when he heard this: "I just looked for him with my front foot."

"not good!"

Miao Zhihua was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, with a sharp voice: "Did you just look for him?! Why! Why didn't you report this to me!"

He then asked: "Where are you now?"

"It should be fine."

Ji Bu thought for a moment: "My position is very safe, they can't find it."

"Now, leave immediately with the evidence. You may have been followed by them."

Miao Zhihua didn't have time to ask so many questions. He quickly commanded again: "Don't go back to your residence. They must have found out where you are going, whether it's your previous residence or your new residence."

Don't reply, do you understand?"

"Abu, you are too anxious about this matter. You have angered them by doing this."

His voice was urgent: "Leave now, hide with the evidence, and don't show up! Damn it, if you are caught by them, this matter will be completely over."

"Quick, run!"

"good."

Ji Bu nodded after hearing this, hung up the phone, stood up and prepared to leave.

suddenly.

He seemed to remember something again, turned back again, picked up the phone, and called the number Anna wrote for him in his hand.

Not long after.

Anna's voice sounded: "Hello."

"Miss Anna, hello."

Ji Bu spoke calmly and said with a smile, "I wonder if you have washed yourself and lie down?"

"hehe."

Anna was stunned when she heard Ji Bu's voice, and then smiled and said, "What's wrong? The handsome boy wants to learn English from me?"

"You can learn English, but if you call me now, you have to pay extra."

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"Gone."

After Ji Bu hung up the phone, he greeted Aji who was on the balcony. The two took their things and left, driving towards the residence that Yang Koko temporarily lent him.

As expected.

Just as Miao Zhihua described, the place had already been surrounded by policemen, and the flashing police lights flashed in the dark, extremely conspicuous.

From time to time, a large number of police officers came in and out of his residence, and from time to time someone gave quick instructions.

"Let's go."

Ji Bu glanced at the heavily surrounded police cars over there, signaled Ah Ji to turn around, and the car turned a corner and drove out:

"parking."

Ji Bu signaled Aji to get out of the car and handed the backpack of the camera to Aji: "Keep this thing safe and don't give it to anyone but me."

"Let's drive away."

"Um."

Ah Ji nodded, put his backpack into the passenger seat, and prepared to get in the car. Then he stopped and looked back at Ji Bu. He cherished his words like gold and said one more thing:

"Although I don't know what happened, I'm waiting for the boss to come back."

"Smelly boy."

Ji Bu nodded and patted Aji on the shoulder:

"Tell Hua Zai, let everyone be more aware, and don't let anything happen during my absence!"

"good."

Ahji didn't pause anymore, got into the car, stepped on the accelerator and got out.

Ji Bu looked around, stretched out his hand to put on the hood of his loose hooded coat, put his hands in his pockets and got into the shadow under the street lamp, disappearing on the street.

After walking through several streets.

Ji Bu looked up at a small hotel with a half-lit sign facing the street, ducked in and said, "Get a private room."

"good."

The lady at the front desk looked at Ji Bu, who was wearing a hat, and handed him a key after collecting the money: "Go upstairs and turn right to the third room."

Ji Bu took the key and went up the stairs.

downstairs.

The front desk lady stared at Ji Bu's back, and then her eyes fell on an investigation notice posted on the desk at the front desk.

above.

It was a photo of Ji Bu.

Then.

She picked up the phone and dialed the police number.

upstairs.

Ji Bu opened the door and went in. After locking the door, he lay down on the bed, holding a cigarette with his hands on his head and looking straight at the ceiling in a daze.

The cigarette butt was burning slowly, with only a few blue smoke rising upwards, clearly illuminated by the lampposts projected from the ceiling.

"Hou Jingcheng regretted it?"

Ji Bu frowned, his residence was surrounded by police, it must have been Hou Jingcheng who did it: "How dare he?!"

Hou Jingcheng has such a big handle in his hands, is he not afraid?

It shouldn't be.

Even if Hou Jingcheng sends someone to catch him, he will definitely not be able to cover up the matter of forcing a woman to fuck Anna.

at the moment.

There is obviously no point in worrying about this matter anymore.

He thought briefly, got up from the bed, picked up the phone next to him and made a call. Not long after, the call was connected again:

"Miss Anna, how did you handle the matter I asked you to help me with?"

"hehe."

Anna's tone was playful and eloquent: "I've already taken care of the things you asked me to do. When will you give me the money?"

"rest assured."

Ji Bu's tone was relaxed: "The money will be given to you soon. I will keep my word and keep my promise."

"Haha, I'm not afraid that you won't give it to me."

Anna chuckled lightly and said in a teasing tone: "I'm afraid you won't have the chance to give me the money again. Right now, you seem to have a big problem on your hands."

"oh?"

Ji Bu squinted his eyes when he heard this and reached out to turn on the TV set next to him. It turned out that the TV set was broken and there was no picture.

"hehe."

Anna seemed to hear the sound of Ji Bu turning on the TV, and then turned up the volume of her own TV. The sound of the news broadcast on the TV clearly reached Ji Bu's ears through the phone:

"According to the latest news from this station, during a white powder transaction on Huayuan Street, the white powder trading gang was suspected of being gangsters and armed with weapons. The mastermind Ji Bu escaped. The police are currently pursuing them with all their strength."

"How about it?"

Anna's half-smiling voice sounded: "For this news I'm providing you, do you have to give me more money?!"

"..."

Ji Bu frowned and had no intention of answering her.

"Okay."

Seeing that Ji Bu didn't answer, Anna stopped joking with him: "I have already investigated the matter you asked me to investigate."

She spoke quickly and described the information Ji Bu wanted.

"real?"

After hearing this, Ji Bu couldn't help but take a breath.

"real."

Anna puffed up her round breasts and said with great arrogance: "This is your first time working with Anna and me. There are times when Anna is not reliable in my work?!"

"Okay, Ji Bu, now is not the time to dwell on this matter. You'd better get rid of this bad thing about you first."

"If you can handle your own mess alive, then I must have helped you a lot, and you have to give me double the money. Of course, I won't mind if you want to thank me.

"Oh."

Ji Bu hummed and hung up the phone.

He sat on the bed with an uncertain expression, quickly digesting the information Anna had just provided: the police department had now directly charged him with drug trafficking and murder with a gun, and announced it directly to the public through the TV station.

Everyone on Hong Kong Island should know this by now.

The way the front desk lady looked at me when I checked in for a room is worth pondering.

Think of this.

Ji Bu stood up and walked to the door, reaching out to pull the door latch. He felt vaguely that something was wrong, and then he put his ear to the door panel. The sound of enlightened footsteps became clearer and clearer from far to near.

"Grass!"

Ji Bu gritted his teeth and turned off the light, then unlocked the door, then turned and walked to the window.

First he opened the curtains and looked outside, then he turned over and stepped on the edge of the window, grabbed the sewer pipe on the wall and slid down.

Corridor door.

Ma Jun came to the door with a few waiters. After everyone separated, he stretched out his hand to knock on the door, but no one responded. He looked down at the crack of the door and saw that there was no light.

He stretched out his hand and twisted, and the door opened directly.

Several guys turned on the lights and rushed in. They looked at the empty room and checked: "Sir Ma, there is no one. Is the news wrong?!"

"impossible!"

Ma Jun frowned and looked around the room. Looking at the room where everything was as usual, he couldn't help but sniffed: "It smells of cigarette smoke!" Then he reached out and touched the bed: "It's warm!" Then he went straight to the window sill.

In the alley.

Ji Bu's figure flashed past the corner.

"Chase!"

Ma Jun turned over and jumped directly from the window. He paused with the help of the awning and jumped down again. He rolled to the ground to remove the inertia and quickly chased after Ji Bu in the direction where he disappeared.

In the alley.

Ji Bu was running hurriedly with his mouth and nose in front, adjusting his breathing. Behind him, Ma Jun's legs were tight and he was chasing after him quickly, with only Ji Bu in his eyes.

"Grass!"

Ji Bu looked back from time to time to glance at the Ma Jun who was chasing after him. He threw him away several times and was bitten by him again.

On the street.

The two of them were running fast, one behind the other.

Just then.

The corner ahead.

A car suddenly stopped and pulled over. The window rolled down and Yang Koko's face appeared, shouting to Ji Bu from a distance:

"Get in the car."

Ji Bu sped up again, rushed to the side of the car, opened the door and got in. The car rushed out with a kick of the accelerator. He overtook two cars in a row and merged into the traffic flow. He forced the car to merge, turned and disappeared at the corner of the street.

"Depend on!"

rear.

Ma Jun pressed his hands on his knees, looked at the disappearing car, gritted his teeth and said nothing.

On the car.

"Coco."

Ji Bu was sitting in the back seat, breathing heavily and trying to adjust: "Why are you here?"

"I came back from the mainland today."

Yang Koko looked at the rearview mirror from time to time, controlled the car and said, "Originally I was going to find you at night, but the place was already surrounded by the police."

"I was planning to leave directly, but I didn't expect to see someone chasing you on the road, so I chased after you."

"All right."

Ji Bu took a deep breath and said no more.

"I know what happened to you."

Yang Koko's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes fell on Ji Bu's face in the rearview mirror: "How could something like this happen suddenly?"

Ji Bu said: "Would you believe it when I said I was wronged?"

"certainly."

Yang Koko nodded: "If I didn't believe you, I wouldn't have picked you up in the car." After a pause, she said with extremely clear thinking:

"Right now, the police station has issued a notice to assist in the investigation. People are looking for you everywhere. Just go and hide at my place like last time."

"Um"

Ji Bu groaned and agreed.

at the moment.

This is the only way.

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Hilltop villa.

The atmosphere in the living room seemed a bit depressing.

Lin Kun was sitting on the sofa, frowning. Next to him, his wife was silent. Ajun's lips were slightly opened, and her delicate and fair face was filled with disbelief.

All three of them were watching the TV in front of them.

On TV.

A briefing on Ji Bu's case is being played.

"Brother-in-law!"

Ajun's voice trembled and she looked at Lin Kun with disbelief: "How could this happen, Abu, how could Abu be a drug dealer!!"

"Won't."

Lin Kun frowned and replied expressionlessly: "I know what Abu is doing for me. He can't be this bullshit drug dealer reported in the news."

"But."

Ajun shook his head, biting his lip, his eyes were red, and he looked at Lin Kun with ripples in his eyes: "I don't believe he is Abu."

"right."

Lin Kun didn't have too many expressions, and said with great certainty: "Abu has offended someone, and someone is trying to trick him."

"You haven't seen that even though it's reported in the news, there's no gangsterism, right?"

"Um!"

Ajun seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, that must be the case. Abu cannot be a drug dealer."

"Brother-in-law, he will be fine, right?!"

"Um."

Lin Kun breathed out, nodded and comforted: "Okay, go and rest, don't think too much, Abu will be fine, I will go find out tomorrow."

"alright."

Lin Kun's wife also comforted him: "Ajun, don't worry, Abu will be fine. Just like your brother-in-law said, someone is wrongly accusing him."

She stood up and pulled Ajun into the room, comforting her before coming out.

In the living room.

Lin Kun sat on the sofa, frowning.

"Akun."

Lin Kun's wife stood beside him, stretched out her hand to caress her belly, and looked directly at Lin Kun for a while:

"I don't want this to be true."

After she said these words, she left directly.

"call"

Lin Kun rubbed his face, stood up from his seat, turned around and went to the study room on the second floor, took out a cigarette that he had not smoked for a long time, lit it and took a heavy puff.

It'll take a while.

He picked up the phone and dialed a number.

It took a while.

The call was connected.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Kun took a heavy drag on the cigarette, and the cigarette made a "sizzling" sound as the tobacco burned: "What the hell do you mean!"

"What do I mean?"

The middle-aged man on the phone sneered: "I'm not interested."

"Abu is my man, how fucking do you think so little about him?!"

Lin Kun's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said every word: "Do you fucking think I can't do anything to you?"

He tapped his fingers heavily on the table: "I don't have a problem with you playing with the Eight-faced Buddha, but is it too much for you to mess with my people like this?"

"Ji Bu is too crazy."

The middle-aged man sneered: "I don't like how he plays like this. Lin Kun, you should thank me. Why don't I help you shuffle the cards?!"

"good."

Lin Kun gritted his teeth and said, "Since you said that, I already know it."

"That's what I said."

"If Abu is really held down by your police station, then no one will have any fun!"

"Crack!"

Finished.

He immediately slapped the phone back.

"Oh shit!"

The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone took the phone and cursed: "You're so stupid, I'm helping you get rid of the ghosts around you, but you still don't know what to do?!"

He pressed the phone back, pinched his eyebrows, and then picked up the phone again and called: "Hello, Sir Miao, long time no see. There is something I want to talk to you about."

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A night of silence.

Early the next morning.

Building 6, Repulse Bay Villa.

Sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows and onto the floor of the living room, with dust floating in the wisps of light.

Ji Bu put on clean clothes and came out of the room. Yang Koko was bringing breakfast from the kitchen and placing it on the dining table.

Ji Bu smelled the aroma and walked up to pick up the freshly fried fried dough sticks and took a bite. Then he picked up a spoon and scooped out a spoonful of tofu and commented:

"Hmm, not bad. It's quite crispy and has a nostalgic taste."

Fried dough sticks and tofu puffs, this is a rare good thing. It feels like I haven’t seen it for a long time. This kind of thing is rare in Hong Kong Island.

"Go, go, brush your teeth, wash your face, and eat."

Yang Koko drove him away with a sweet shout, and looked at Ji Bu who turned around and walked into the bathroom, with slightly furrowed eyebrows and a thoughtful expression on his face:

"Oh no, you also like to eat fried dough sticks and tofu? Hong Kong Island doesn't seem to like this taste, right?!"

Jibu smiled and said nothing.

After washing up.

The two of them had breakfast while watching TV.

Yesterday's "case" about Ji Bu was still being broadcast on TV.

"Aren't you afraid that I am a bad person?"

Ji Bu lowered his head to nibble on the fried dough sticks and licked his greasy fingers: "You never ask me what I do, but you helped me when the police were chasing me like this?!"

"Of course I'm not afraid. You are Ali's younger brother. Why should I be afraid of you?"

Yang Koko picked up a fried dough stick with her chopsticks and handed it to Ji Bu: "As for what you do, it has nothing to do with me. If you want to tell me, you will definitely tell me."

There was a pause.

She blinked and looked at Ji Bu with a flash of wisdom in her eyes: "If I guessed correctly, you should be an undercover agent like Ali."

She scooped out the tofu paste in the bowl with a spoon and pouted: "But, I don't recommend you to be an undercover agent. Not to mention the danger, just like now, you will be framed."

"Ha ha."

Ji Bu smiled and shook his head: "I am different from my brother Ali. I have no choice, but I should be able to get out of this predicament soon."

After breakfast.

Ji Bu lit up a cigarette and went to the telephone. He dialed Miao Zhihua's number. The call was quickly answered:

"Sir Miao, it's me."

"Abu?"

Miao Zhihua's tone was concerned: "Abu, are you okay now? Last night I heard Ma Jun said that he went to pull you?!"

"Um."

Ji Bu nodded: "Yes, but let me run away."

"call"

Miao Zhihua took a deep breath and murmured: "As long as everything is fine, it will be fine. If everything is fine, it will be fine."

There was a pause.

He continued: "What about that piece of evidence? Is there any evidence in that piece of evidence that can directly point to Zhang Wenyao?!"

Ji Bu said: "No."

"..."

Miao Zhihua was silent for a while, and after a while he continued: "Abu, run away. You must already know what happened at the police station. Zhang Wenyao made a false accusation for you."

"Now the entire police force is looking for you everywhere. With my ability, there is no way I can overturn your case. Your current identity is black."

"You run away first, go outside for shelter, and then come back when the storm comes. In a short period of time, I was overwhelmed by Zhang Wenyao's people."

"We don't have enough evidence to bring him down now. Whatever he says will be whatever it is. I can't figure out your crime."

His thoughts were extremely clear and he said: "You can go to Aodao or Wanwan. If not, you can also go to the mainland. I know the smuggler and can help you make arrangements."

"OK"

Ji Bu took a long puff of his cigarette, nodded and said, "Forget it about Aodao and Wanwan. I'd better go to the mainland. There are more opportunities there."

"good."

Miao Zhihua nodded in response: "Then go to the mainland and I will make arrangements for you. I will contact you later."

"Um."

Ji Bu heard the words and responded.

"Abu."

Miao Zhihua sighed and gritted his teeth: "Don't blame me for this matter. Zhang Wenyao is a senior superintendent. His hands are too big. With my current ability, I can't even handle him."

"Okay."

Ji Bu flicked the ashes from his cigarette and signaled that he didn't need to say any more: "Actually, I'm very satisfied at this point. If it weren't for you, I would still be in Stanley Prison."

"The only thing I'm not reconciled to is that I haven't been able to find out the murderer who killed my brother Ali, so he ran away like this. I can't reconcile myself even thinking about it."

"Leave it to me."

Miao Zhihua nodded in a heavy tone: "Don't worry, I will continue to investigate secretly. I will not let Ali's sacrifice be in vain. We heroes should retreat first if we don't want to suffer the immediate loss."

"good."

When Ji Bu heard this, he said no more: "Let's do this. I'll hand you the evidence in my hand, and you can handle the rest."

"Run first."

Miao Zhihua thought for a moment and shook his head: "If I guessed correctly, I must have been targeted by someone arranged by Zhang Wenyao."

"If I go out to see you at this time, I'm sure someone will follow me. If we don't meet now, we will be less risky."

"What should we do with Lin Kun?!"

Ji Bu thought for a while and hesitated: "Although I haven't fully grasped Lin Kun's entire context here, I already know the basic operating model, and I have also understood several of the people in charge below him.

"The kitchen, the barn, and the feet, I've already touched them all."

"Let's meet. I'll give you all these things and the evidence. Now you can only have a chance to stand up by piling up your position with credit."

"Abu..."

Miao Zhihua's lips twitched and he shouted in a trembling voice: "You" and then sighed heavily: "Oh, I owe you two brothers so much."

"I'm waiting for you to avenge my brother Ali."

Ji Bu's eyes were bright: "I'll see you in two hours. I'll be waiting for you at Baishawan Pier."

"good."

The two of them hung up the phone after saying this.

"Coco."

Ji Bu wore sunglasses, a peaked cap, put on his shoes and got ready to go out: "I'm going out."

"Go out?!"

Yang Koko frowned when he heard this, jumped up and blocked the door, and opened his arms like a little hen guarding the chicks to block the door:

"No, you can't go out."

Obviously.

She just heard the conversation between Ji Bu and Miao Zhihua, and she more or less guessed what was going on.

"It's too dangerous outside now. There are police officers everywhere looking for you. If you go out now, you will undoubtedly be a sheep in a tiger's mouth."

Her eyes widened, a hint of coldness appeared on her delicate face, and she asked in a sweet voice, her tone full of displeasure:

"You think they can't catch you, so you want to go out again, right?!"

"I"

Ji Bu looked at Yang Koko's serious expression, exhaled involuntarily, and looked at her seriously: "Okay, don't worry, I will take care of it."

"you"

Yang Koko looked at his serious expression, raised her eyebrows, puffed up her cheeks, and turned her head away from him.

"rest assured."

Ji Bu reached out and patted her shoulder: "I'll be right back."

Yang Koko didn't say anything, she lowered her head slightly and was sulking with bulging cheeks.

"Okay."

Ji Bu smiled and shook his head, opened the door and went out.

"Abu."