Rebirth in Hong Kong as a hero

Chapter 256 Uncle must be the best person in the world

"Sister Yi!"

Zhou Yi's confidant looked at Zhou Yi who was standing there in a daze holding the phone, and then stepped up:

"It seems that something troublesome has happened?"

Then he pointed outside and said, "Since daytime today, there have been policemen outside watching us."

"Just now, they changed the guard again."

Zhou Yi looked along the position of his confidant's fingers.

Outside the villa.

Under the shadow of the streetlight, a black car parked in the shadow.

These police officers didn't know their whereabouts. They opened the window and ate late-night snacks and smoked cigarettes inside, chatting from time to time.

Their task is just to follow Zhou Yi closely.

From now on, Zhou Yi's whereabouts must be within their control because of Lin Kun's drug case.

As Lin Kun's wife, Zhou Yi naturally has joint responsibility for being investigated. Before the case is completely settled, Zhou Yi must monitor it.

"Don't worry about them!"

Zhou Yi glanced coldly and then withdrew her gaze, turned and entered the villa hall.

Keep going inside.

Come to the entrance of the basement and go down the stairs.

The layout of the basement is the same as upstairs.

Ajun sat on the sofa listlessly, staring blankly ahead. Her hands and feet were tied together with ropes and were supervised by a dedicated person.

"Let her go."

Zhou Yi walked in, signaled to her men to untie the rope from Ajun, walked to her side and sat down:

"Ajun."

"!"

After Ajun saw Zhou Yi, she subconsciously ran away, but Zhou Yi reached out and pulled her back.

"Ajun!"

Zhou Yi raised her voice and scolded in a cold voice: "Why are you running away? I am your sister. No one you fear can be afraid of me!"

"No!"

Ajun shook her head emotionally: "You are not my sister. My sister is not like you. She would not do such a thing. I don't believe that my sister will be the leader of a drug trafficking group!"

Speaking of which.

Her tone was trembling, with a hint of crying: "I don't even believe that my sister actually killed her brother-in-law and Abu just for the so-called power!"

"I don't!"

Zhou Yi's eyes widened and she defended herself again: "The person who harmed your brother-in-law was not me, it was Ji Bu, it was him and not me!!"

"He deceived you and deceived all of us. He is a policeman and an undercover agent. Even if I don't do it, Ji Bu will do it!"

"Ji Bu will personally send Akun in, including me!"

"police?!"

Ajun was stunned again after hearing Zhou Yi's words. When she came back to her senses, her expression was a little complicated, but she still gritted her teeth:

"That's better than you!"

"never mind!"

Zhou Yi snorted coldly and did not intend to continue arguing with her: "I didn't come to you to quarrel with you."

"Things have developed beyond my expectations now. I am ready to leave Hong Kong Island. You can come with me."

"No!"

Ajun refused without thinking: "Just give up on this idea. I won't leave with you. You don't have to pretend to take me with you. I won't do that.

.”

"Help me ask Ji Bu out!"

Zhou Yi stopped beating around the bush and went straight to the point: "I want to talk to him, I want to get out of here."

Ajun shook his head directly: "I won't promise you."

"Crack!"

Zhou Yi slapped Ajun on the face with his backhand, leaving a clear slap mark:

"That's enough for you!"

"Take a good look at yourself. What have you become just for Ji Bu?"

"I am your sister, and just because of a man, you have to watch your sister sit in jail for the rest of her life?!"

She suddenly stood up from her seat and looked at Ajun condescendingly, feeling oppressed:

"Are you going to watch my son grow up in an orphanage without his parents?"

"When you grow up, you will be pointed at your nose and scolded. Are these parents who throw themselves into the street the scum of society?!"

"This ending is just what you wanted, right?!"

"Zhou Yun!"

"Can you see the reality clearly?!"

Angry roars echoed over the hall for a long time.

The light above the head reflected Zhou Yi's shadow on the ground. The old man was pulling her, and her limbs were swinging as she screamed angrily, and the shadow also spread its teeth and claws.

"I regard you as my sister, but do you regard me as your sister?"

Zhou Yi was angry and refused to argue, saying one sentence after another: "If it weren't for you being my sister, I would have killed you that night, but I would have made you wait until now!"

"Are you going to be like Ji Bu and kill your sister like me for the sake of so-called justice?!"

"..."

Ajun's eyes were full of tears. She looked at Zhou Yi in front of her with tearful eyes, bit her lip and lowered her head.

At this moment, Zhou Jun was caught in a fierce ideological struggle.

It took quite a while.

She raised her head and looked at Zhou Yi: "Okay, I'll call him. I'll just call him."

"That's right, be good!"

Zhou Yi breathed out a sigh of relief, glanced at Zhou Jun, then picked up the phone and handed it to her, watching as a series of numbers were dialed out.

···

Hospital.

In the ward.

Lin Kun was lying on the hospital bed, opening his eyes and staring blankly at the ceiling, his whole person fell into a sluggish state.

beside.

Ji Bu stood on the balcony outside the ward, looking deeply at the flashing neon lights of Hong Kong Island in the distance, holding cigarettes one after another in his hand.

around.

Miao Zhihua put his hands on his hips and smoked a cigarette very angry.

The case has reached a deadlock.

Next.

It depends on how Ji Bu breaks the situation.

His role is minimal.

daytime.

Lin Kun committed self-mutilation in the detention room. Fortunately, the wound was not very deep. After blood transfusion and rescue, he finally woke up after a long day's rest.

but.

After waking up at around five o'clock in the afternoon, he stopped talking to Ji Bu and didn't say a word to him.

In his eyes, Ji Bu was like a transparent person, and he never looked at Ji Bu again.

The mobile phone rings.

Ji Bu puffed out the smoke and answered in a distracted voice: "Who? Ji Bu."

"It's me."

Ajun's voice rang on the phone, and before she could speak, Zhou Yi took the phone directly to her:

"I'm Zhou Yi."

"Ji Bu, Ji Bu, you said you look like a dog, why do you do things like give birth to a son without an asshole?"

"What benefits can you get by betraying Akun?!"

"Different ways do not lead to mutual agreement."

Ji Bu rubbed his face and ignored Zhou Yi: "Tell me something."

Miao Zhihua stood nearby, listening to the conversation between the two, with a strange expression.

"I want to leave!"

Zhou Yi was too lazy to talk nonsense. After venting her inner anger, she got straight to the point: "I want to leave Hong Kong Island."

"You remove the police around me and tell them not to follow me anymore. It's that simple."

"What do you think?"

Ji Bu asked back, staring straight ahead: "You don't know if you can do it yourself?"

"Cai Yuanqi came to see me."

Zhou Yi got straight to the point and didn't mince words: "He wanted to make a deal with me. He guaranteed me to leave Hong Kong Island and asked me to use Ajun and my son to threaten Akun."

"Akun will definitely fall for this trick, which makes it even less likely for him to tell me."

"The problem will still fall on you when the time comes. Unless you sit back and do nothing, otherwise, if you want to break this situation, you will have to use the shares of some communication company in your hand to exchange with him."

"I don't want to make things so complicated, and I don't want Cai Yuanqi to benefit from it. I have been trapped by him."

"I have no other ideas. I just want to leave here now, take my son and Ayun and leave here forever and never come back."

"I've already told you what happened. Just tell me if you can accept it."

"If you can accept it, I will leave tomorrow. Arrange for me to leave and we will never see each other again. If you can't accept it, I will make a deal with Cai Yuanqi!"

"Don't you want to fight for your so-called justice? Okay, then let's fight and let Cai Yuanqi reap the benefits."

To the end.

She growled and repeated: "I want to go!"

Ji Bu held the phone and fell silent, turning to look at Miao Zhihua standing next to him.

Miao Zhihua leaned next to Ji Bu and naturally heard what Zhou Yi said on the phone.

"..."

Miao Zhihua looked at Ji Bu who was looking at him, his lips moved, he thought for a while and said:

"You make the decision yourself."

There was a pause.

Then he continued: "I am exhausted mentally and physically after this case. What you do is up to you. I don't want you to be able to get out of this shadow in the future and live in the shadow of this incident all your life."

"Give me half a minute to think."

Ji Bu said something to Zhou Yi on the phone, then took out the cigarette again, lit it, and smoked one after another.

in mind.

My thoughts are running fast and I am making quick calculations.

The cigarette in his hand burned quickly under the sucking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and long ash condensed.

"good."

Ji Bu dropped the cigarette in his hand on the ground, raised his foot and crushed it hard, crushing the cigarette butt to pieces:

"I promise you."

"You make your own arrangements. Tomorrow afternoon, if you leave tomorrow afternoon, I will take you out personally."

"But there is a premise. Ajun and my godson are left to me."

"Pooh!"

Zhou Yi spat unceremoniously: "You're the only one who deserves to be his godfather? Is this what godfather can do?"

"I don't deserve it."

Ji Bu gritted his teeth and said, "What about you? Are you worthy?! You don't know what you are like?"

"If you take him away, what will happen to your godson's future? Have you ever thought about it yourself?!"

"When your godson grows up, he will ask you why you have money without working? Why are we different from the people around us? Why can't we go to Hong Kong Island?!"

"How do you answer him?"

"Tell him, you sell white powder?"

There was silence on the phone.

"I will contact you tomorrow."

After Zhou Yi gritted her teeth and said the next sentence, she hung up the phone directly.

"call!"

Ji Bu put down the hung up phone, exhaled and pinched his eyebrows, then turned to look at Miao Zhihua: "There is not enough time, Zhou Yi wants to run away, extraordinary times require extraordinary means."

He stepped from the balcony to the inner ward.

On the hospital bed.

Lin Kun was still lying on the bed in the same position as when he woke up in the afternoon, staring straight at the ceiling, motionless.

After experiencing his wife betraying him, the disciple he regarded as a biological brother turned out to be an undercover agent.

The double blow left Lin Kun breathless.

Ji Bu stood next to Lin Kun, looking condescendingly at Lin Kun on the hospital bed, staring at him for a long time.

Then.

He stepped forward, pulled Lin Kun up from the hospital bed, and helped him put on his shoes.

Lin Kun didn't resist and let him pull him.

The two of them left the ward one after another, and the door opened. The police officer guarding the door immediately stood up and reached out to stop the two of them:

"Sorry, Sir Ji, you can't take him away."

These two people were arranged by the ghost guy Aibte to come and keep an eye on Lin Kun.

beside.

Song Zijie, who was also responsible for guarding, stood up with his own people, but he did not stop him. Instead, he turned towards the other side of the corridor without looking this way.

Song Zijie's subordinates watched Song Zijie turn around, thought for a moment, and then turned around too without looking this way.

Ji Bu ignored Aibte's people and turned to look at Miao Zhihua who was following him: "I want to take Lin Kun out for a spin."

afternoon.

Superintendent Mok has already transferred the case to the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station. Although they are still jointly handling the case with Gui Lao, they are now solely responsible for Lin Kun's case.

Miao Zhihua was originally the person in charge of this case, so he naturally continued to serve as the commander and reported directly to Superintendent Mo.

"..."

Miao Zhihua fell silent, looking at the expressionless Ji Bu and Lin Kun who looked like a zombie, unable to guess what Ji Bu wanted to do.

But he didn't stop him: "Let them go." Then he looked at Song Zijie: "Sir Song, follow Sir Ji."

"Miao Sir."

Abut's people were about to speak again when they saw this.

"I said let them go!"

Miao Zhihua took a step forward and stared at the two of them coldly: "This case is now under the responsibility of our Tsim Sha Tsui Police Department."

"If there's any problem, let me take care of it. Get out of my way. Do you understand?"

"..."

The two police officers looked at each other, then lowered their heads.

"Let's go."

Miao Zhihua looked at Ji Bu and Lin Kun again, reached out and patted Ji Bu on the shoulder without saying anything.

Ji Bu took Lin Kun downstairs, got into the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove out.

Lin Kun was like a puppet, very cooperative throughout the whole process, without any reaction, and sat motionless in the co-pilot.

later.

Song Zijie and his subordinates drove up and followed him.

The two cars shuttled quickly on the highway, leaving the hospital and moving forward, gradually driving out of the bustling urban area and towards the edge.

Twenty minutes later.

The car stopped on the side of the road.

Jipu pulled Lin Kun out of the car, looked up at the alley in front of him, and pulled Lin Kun in.

This alley looks very dark, and the few street lamps emit weak light, which is not enough to illuminate the alley.

Ji Bu took Lin Kun a few steps into the alley, then stopped and looked ahead.

In the alley.

It was dark and damp, and an unexplainable smell came over the place.

In the trash can ahead.

A few wild cats were rummaging through the garbage in the trash can. They were not afraid when they saw the visitors. They turned to look at them with bright eyes and continued to rummage through the garbage.

Further ahead.

Several thin drug addicts lay on the ground listlessly, with empty eyes.

Either looking ahead in a daze, or yawning, the scabs on his hands were mixed with blood, which was shocking.

"Remember this street?"

Ji Bu took out a cigarette and lit it. He sucked on it and blew out the smoke. He pointed forward with the fingers holding the cigarette: "Back then, when I first followed you into the industry, I was just a bulk trader at that time.

The horse boy."

"I saw too many things, too many people, new faces and old faces, too many. In just over three months, several people who had been coming to buy goods completely disappeared."

Lin Kun stood motionless next to Ji Bu, standing there without any reaction, looking ahead.

I don't know if he is looking ahead or if he is just like those drug addicts, his eyes are empty and without thoughts.

"Let's stay here all night."

Ji Bu leaned sideways against the wall and stood with his right foot on the wall: "We will leave at dawn."

"Tomorrow, I will send Zhou Yi away from here."

Lin Kun still didn't speak, just like a puppet, without any reaction or movement.

The dim light shone on the two of them, pulling their shadows long.

Ji Bu brought a dusty chair in the corner and placed it next to Lin Kun, pressing his shoulders and pushing him down to sit.

Alley entrance.

Song Zijie and his subordinates did not come in.

"Sir Song."

The subordinate fanned the wind with his hand in front of his nose: "Sir Ji, what do you want to do? Bring Lin Kun here. There are a few people jumping on the street. Should we go up and arrest them?"

"Just wait."

Song Zijie looked at the two people in front of him, opened the car door and got in, took out a cigarette and lit it. He held the burning cigarette between his fingers and stretched out the window. Directly in front of him were Ji Bu and Lin Kun:

"Why did these gangsters escape? They have to be sent back to the compulsory rehabilitation center. They must be arrested, but not now. Let's wait a little longer."

soon.

Time passed little by little without any interruption.

A night of silence.

It's about five o'clock in the morning.

Unconsciously, several people stayed like this all night.

"ah"

The subordinate woke up after a long sleep, opened his mouth to yawn, grinned and moved his facial muscles, looked at the two people in the alley, and spoke again:

"Sir Song, when will we do it?"

Song Zijie turned to look at him, and his subordinate immediately shut up and stopped talking.

"Let's go, Brother Kun."

Ji Bu raised his hand and looked at his watch. After looking at the time, he stretched out his hand to help Lin Kun up from his seat:

"One night has passed, and it's time to go back. In a little while, it will be dawn."

Lin Kun stared straight ahead, unmoved, still not looking at him.

The two of them turned around and prepared to walk outside.

Just then.

Alley entrance.

A thin, middle-aged man came here yawning and walked into the alley.

Beside him, there was a little girl.

The little girl was about three or four years old. She was very well-behaved. She was quiet and didn't cry. She followed the middle-aged man as he walked into the alley.

inside the car.

Song Zijie and his subordinate looked at the two people who walked in. The subordinate was about to speak, but when he saw Song Zijie's expression, he wisely shut up and stopped talking completely.

"Hello."

The middle-aged man walked into the alley and stopped beside Ji Bu and Lin Kun. He looked at them first, then nervously approached them and said to them in a low voice:

"Do you want a child? A girl, three and a half years old, very well-behaved, as long as she doesn't cry or make a fuss and is fed."

"Come, take a look."

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and pushed the little girl in front of the two of them: "Look, she is dressed in filthy clothes, but people cannot be judged by their appearance. I can't afford to raise such a juicy girl. Please help me raise her. Give me some." Just pay for your hard work."

As he spoke, he fiddled with the little girl's face and showed it to the two of them. It seemed that he also saw something wrong, and immediately pinched her face with his hands:

"Don't look at the lack of meat on your face. After eating two good meals, you will have meat. It looks good, really."

Lin Kun was unmoved.

Ji Bu turned to look at the middle-aged man.

He is middle-aged with sunken eye sockets and thick dark circles. When he speaks, his teeth are burnt and black, which is very ugly, and he also has a fishy breath.

“Too expensive?”

Seeing that neither of them answered, the middle-aged man immediately changed his mind: "What about a discount, five thousand?" Then he changed his mind again: "Three thousand?" Seeing that the two people still didn't respond, "Eight hundred! Eight hundred is very cheap! "

The middle-aged man was murmuring sales pitch: "Hey, it's really a big loss. I let you get a bargain. I sold it to you. If you miss it, you won't lose it."

Ji Bu just looked at him and said nothing.

Lin Kun had no reaction.

"Grass!"

The middle-aged man was greatly disappointed. He cursed angrily and continued walking inside with the little girl: "You're crazy. Why are you pretending to be serious here without sleeping at night?"

"The person wearing it looks like a dog. I can't even get 800 yuan for it. What kind of thing is it?"

"Oh, what a bad luck!"

The middle-aged man walked inside, found a seat to the side, and sat down.

"dad."

The little girl squatted next to the middle-aged man, holding her knees with both hands, then reached out and carefully poked the middle-aged man's thigh:

"Dad, I'm hungry."

"Go! Go! Go!"

The middle-aged man yawned in boredom, frowned and shouted impatiently: "Get out of my way, don't hinder me."

"oh."

The little girl responded softly, stood up slightly while hugging her legs, and carefully moved two steps to the side.

"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."

My stomach growled uncontrollably again.

"dad."

The little girl squirmed, turned to look at the middle-aged man again, and said cautiously:

"Dad, I didn't mean to disturb you. Please don't hit me. I'm really hungry."

"It's not that I'm not good, it's that I'm really hungry."

Middle-aged people are silent in their own world without any response.

"dad."

"Dad, my daughter is really hungry. She hasn't eaten for a day and I'm a little dizzy."

The little girl repeated the words in a low voice. Seeing that the middle-aged man ignored her, she slowly stood up, walked around the sleeping people on the ground, and walked towards Ji Bu and Lin Kun step by step.

soon.

The little girl walked up to the two of them.

She raised her head, her big black eyes were bright and clear, and she was not afraid of either of them.

She first looked at Ji Bu, then at Lin Kun, stretched out her hand and poked Lin Kun's thigh:

"Uncle, my daughter is really hungry, can you give me something to eat?"

"I eat very little, just a little bit will be fine."

As she spoke, she recalled: "I'm not picky about food. Hamburgers, medium-rare steaks, fried chicken legs, and caviar are all fine. Just a little bit is fine, really."

"Uncle, can you give me some?"

The little girl's immature voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but it seemed particularly abrupt in this quiet alley.

Ji Bu looked down at the little girl with complicated eyes.

Lin Kun stood there, motionless, and twitched his fingers.

Alley entrance.

Song Zijie and his subordinates were sitting in the car.

"Fight on the street!"

The subordinate took a sip from the cigarette and listened to the voice of the little girl in the alley. He couldn't help but laugh and curse:

"How young are you? You know so much, and you ask for a medium-rare steak? And caviar?!"

As he spoke, he shook his head and blew out the smoke: "People nowadays are so good at begging."

"Every time you fight, you have to gain experience."

Speaking of which.

The subordinate's voice suddenly stopped.

The fingers that were holding the cigarette froze in place for a moment, and the whole person suddenly seemed to react.

He suddenly looked up at the little girl in the alley, his expression extremely complicated.

In the alley.

The little girl was holding Lin Kun's hand, shaking it and praying.

The street lamp cast her figure on the ground, with mottled light and shadow.

"Zi"

Song Zijie was sitting in the car, the cigarette in the corner of his mouth making a faint sound of burning tobacco as he sucked on it.

Blue smoke swirled up the cigarette butt.

He stared blankly at the little girl in the alley, and murmured to himself in a low voice:

"Is it possible that her previous life was really affluent, and in her eyes, these things are really ordinary?"

"It's just because his father was contaminated with these things."

"Grass!"

The subordinate gritted his teeth with an ugly expression, his eyes were inexplicably moist, he covered his forehead with his hand and sighed helplessly.

In the alley.

"uncle."

The little girl grabbed Lin Kun's hand, looked up at him, and begged hard for food.

After seeing that neither Ji Bu nor Lin Kun responded.

She stopped praying, neither cried nor fussed, and said very sensibly: "I'm sorry." Then turned around.

Her eyes fell on the trash can in front of her.

The trash can was filled with garbage, and the overgrown garbage was piled all around. Several wild cats were rummaging through it.

The little girl adjusted her direction and walked towards the trash can, then squatted down, looked at the things on the ground that had been eaten by wild cats, blinked with her big eyes, and then reached out to grab them.

Ji Bu looked at the little girl's movements and was about to walk over.

"Crack!"

Lin Kun suddenly moved, as if he had been stimulated. He suddenly jumped out from the spot, grabbed the little girl's hand, and looked at her:

"Can't."

"Uncle, if you have something to eat, I'll give you something delicious."

"Really?"

The little girl's dark eyes were full of light: "Uncle, you won't lie."

"real."

Lin Kun reached out and hugged the little girl, and nodded vigorously, as if making some kind of promise: "It must be true."

"Yeah!"

The little girl clapped her hands happily and applauded Lin Kun: "Thank you, uncle. Uncle is a good man, and he must be the best person in the world. You must have done many, many good things, and you are so kind to everyone."

"!"

When Lin Kun heard these words, his whole body froze, and his feet were stunned in the air for several seconds.

His eyes became moist, and he nodded tremblingly: "Yes, uncle is a good person."

"whee."

The little girl laughed happily, smiling and seeing tears flowing from the corners of Lin Kun's eyes:

"Uh, why is uncle crying?"

Her voice then became very low, and she looked cautious: "I'm sorry, uncle, it's my fault that made uncle angry."

"I'm really sorry."

"hehe."

Lin Kun grinned, tears mixed with snot flowed down his nose, and he smiled cheekily:

"No, silly baby, you are so cute, how can you make uncle angry? Uncle is very happy, and uncle is very happy to see you."

"Really?"

The little girl became happy again and looked at her uncle with wide eyes: "That's great."

"Um!"

Lin Kun nodded vigorously and rubbed the little girl's face affectionately: "Let's go, uncle will take you to eat well."

"Oh yeah!"

"Let's go, let's go."

"Uncle is superman."

The little girl also screamed happily, fluttering in Lin Kun's arms: "Um, what happened to uncle's neck?"

"Why is it wrapped in gauze and there's still blood?"

"Uncle, please be careful not to be like dad. Every time dad pricks himself with a needle, he bleeds."

"It's okay, uncle is fine."

Lin Kun smiled and shook his head, carried the little girl and walked outside. He glanced at Ji Bu when he passed by him.

"call"

Ji Bu stood there, watching Lin Kun carrying the little girl out of the alley, and sighed heavily.

Don't know when.

The dim light looked completely dim.

It's dawn.

The sun has climbed out of the sky, and the morning sunlight penetrates the clouds and shines evenly on the earth.

The golden light was still spread all over Lin Kun who walked out of the alley and the little girl in his arms.

The silhouettes of the two people were reflected on the ground by the sunlight, and their silhouettes were stretched long, and they were pressed tightly together.

PS: Thank you Zida for the reward, long time no see.

(End of chapter)