Chapter 245 Chicken, you are so beautiful
Chapter 245 Chicken, you are so beautiful
Zhang Zihao and his men were sitting in the car.
They had been watching all night last night, waiting for the car of Li's eldest son to come out.
Zhang Zihao took out the Black Star pistol and gave it to his subordinates.
He grabbed each person and warned them worriedly, "Remember, we are just kidnapping people, don't hurt anyone."
The younger brother fiddled with the Black Star pistol in his hand and said nonchalantly: "Brother Hao, don't worry, I remember everything."
Zhang Zihao reached out and pressed the gun in the hand of the younger brother who was speaking.
As the younger brother was fiddling with the gun, he pretended to shoot at the other younger brothers in the car.
Zhang Zihao reminded: "Remember, don't point the gun at your own people, be careful of accidental discharge."
The younger brother quickly put away the gun.
This is no joke.
Zhang Zihao looked at his younger brother and smiled in the rearview mirror.
In the distance, Ji Xiong was lying on a motorcycle, staring at the door of the Li family villa.
The public security in places where these wealthy people live is relatively good.
Traffic police often ride back and forth on motorcycles, and they will remind and issue tickets to some illegally parked vehicles.
Zhang Zihao saw the traffic police coming and said, "Put away all your weapons. The traffic police are coming. Don't make trouble."
My subordinates are very obedient.
The younger brother who was driving pointed at the entrance of the villa and said, "Brother Hao, a car has driven out of the Li family villa."
When Zhang Zihao heard what his younger brother said, he leaned over to look at the entrance of Li's villa and saw a black car driving out from a distance.
Zhang Zihao smiled and said, "Look at the license plate. Is it the car of the eldest son of the Li family?"
The subordinate squinted his eyes and looked carefully at the car that was slowly driving out and said, "It looks like his car."
Ji Xiong, who was sitting on a motorcycle in the distance, was very close and confirmed that the person on the motorcycle was the eldest son of the Li family.
Nodded at Zhang Zihao and the others.
Zhang Zihao: "Carry out the plan."
The driver saw the traffic policeman suddenly stop and conduct a routine inspection of the cars on the side of the road.
"Brother Hao, that traffic policeman is a bit of a nuisance. Can I go down and take care of him?"
Zhang Zihao frowned and said, "Don't be impulsive. Wait until he leaves before you do anything. Follow him."
The men under his command already have guns in their hands. They have no principles and will kill without hesitation anyone who stands in their way of making money.
Zhang Zihao said to the driver, "Don't panic, follow the Li family's car, we will take action at the next intersection and avoid the traffic police."
The driver said: "Okay, Brother Hao."
Ji Xiong watched Zhang Zihao's car leave, so he got on his motorcycle and followed behind.
Two people were watching Zhang Zihao and his car leaving from a distance.
These are the four summoning cards that Zhang Lang bought from the mall last night.
We got two experts who are good at tracking, as well as a paparazzi named Zhuo and his assistant.
The tracker is responsible for monitoring Zhang Zihao and his team's every move.
The paparazzi are responsible for the exclusive news reports of their own media tomorrow.
Long Wu, Gao Jin and their security personnel protected Li Yunfei very well.
The eldest son of the Li family was kidnapped in public.
Isn’t this comparison the best advertisement?
the other side.
Long Wu, Gao Jin, Li Yunfei and Xiao Fu have already started their performance.
The rich man plays the villain with a stern face.
Boss Li Yunfei has a firm grasp on his aura.
Under the protection of the elite bodyguards arranged by Long Wu and Gao Jin, he calmly got into the car.
This scene happened to be captured by the reporters arranged by Le Huizhen.
It was published in the newspaper the next day.
Look at how calm Li Yunfei is.
Look at the panic of Mr. Li’s eldest son.
Zhang Lang didn't believe that the group of wealthy people were not panicking.
The richer you are, the more afraid you are of death.
Whenever they panic, they will have to call in this well-trained security team.
Xiao Fu saw that the plan was almost going well, so he called out to his masked team members, "Retreat."
Xiao Fu dodged and ran into the crowd.
A short guy next to him saw Xiaofu's clean and neat movements just now. Although he was not very tall, his temperament was very oppressive.
I followed Xiaofu for some unknown reason.
Xiao Fu realized that someone was following him, so he dodged without looking back and turned into an alley.
The shorty followed Xiaofu in without a second thought.
Xiao Fu, hiding in the dark, frowned at the shorty who was following him.
I don't know him at all, and he doesn't look like a police officer.
He looks sneaky and you can tell at first glance that he is not a good person.
As soon as the shorty entered the alley, he knew it was all over.
It must have been discovered.
He has made it to his age thanks to his sharp brain.
If he hadn't read in the newspaper recently that the Japanese man had died and that much money had really been transferred into his account, he would never have dared to follow a killer into the alley.
Xiao Fu appeared silently from behind the shorty.
He put the gun to the shorty's head and said, "Why are you following me?"
When Shorty heard Xiaofu's poor accent, he knew that he had just arrived in Hong Kong Island not long ago.
The short winter melon raised his hands and quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, I just want to cooperate with you because I see that you are an extraordinary expert."
Xiao Fu asked doubtfully: "Cooperation?"
The short winter melon raised his hands and slowly turned his head. Suddenly he thought of something, and quickly stopped turning his head and said, "Master, I know a piece of news, worth 100 million?"
Xiao Fu: "One hundred million?"
There is no such thing as a free lunch. Xiaofu is very satisfied with his current situation.
Zhang Lang paid him an annual salary of one million Hong Kong dollars, plus a share of the work.
The company covers all aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation. Where can you find such a good place?
Now a short and fat guy suddenly comes out and talks to him about cooperating for 100 million yuan.
Only a fool would believe it.
Xiao Fu used his gun to push the short guy's head hard and said, "Don't follow me, or my bullets won't have eyes."
Although the shorty was anxious, he didn't dare to gamble with his life.
What if Xiaofu is really a cruel and ruthless person and I turn around and see his face?
That's not death.
Xiao Fu slowly backed away.
Then disappear.
The shorty put down his raised hand and left the alley dejectedly.
……
Zhang Lang drove to the police station.
Sitting happily in the office drinking coffee.
Received a call from paparazzi named Zhuo.
Paparazzi Zhuo: "Boss, the photos are all taken. See you on Monday?"
Zhang Lang smiled and said, "How did you come here with your memories?"
Zhuo the paparazzi also frowned and said, "I don't know what's going on, but I just feel like seeing you on Monday is more impressive."
Zhang Lang picked up his coffee and said, "It can be published tomorrow. No need to wait until Monday."
"Okay, boss, I'll go to our company in a moment, just give me the address."
After Zhang Lang told me the company's address, he said, "When you get to the company, go and see the reporters there. If they have any areas for improvement, you can directly suggest ways to improve them. I will say hello to the person in charge there."
Zhuo the paparazzi: "I understand. I will teach them all my experience. Don't worry, boss."
Zhang Lang hung up the phone very satisfied.
In the past, there were not many summoning cards, so there were not many professional talents.
Now have permission later.
As long as there is a need.
Just buy a summoning card in the mall and create an elite talent of the same type by hand.
Let me ask you, who else?
At this time, Ma Jun and a group of people stood at Zhang Lang's door and knocked.
Zhang Lang put down his coffee and said, "Come in, what's going on?"
Ma Jun came in and said hurriedly, "Team Leader, a murder just happened. They have detained the suspect, but they have no clue who the murderer is."
Zhang Lang saw that Ma Jun and the others all looked serious, so he frowned and said, "Do you have any information? Let me see it?"
Yazi walked forward, handed the information in her hand to Zhang Lang and said, "Here are all the information. This is a case that happened last night. All of them are still at the scene. Now the leaders have asked our team to take over."
Zhang Lang looked at the information.
His brows were furrowed.
Zhang Lang: "This deceased person looks dead."
Ma Jun and others were very confused.
What is this word?
If you are not dead, how can you call someone dead?
Li Jiajun stood up and said: "We have too few clues, and the crime happened last night. We have no clue."
Zhang Lang frowned and said, "That shouldn't be the case. Chen Jiaju and Ma Jun are warriors. It's understandable that they are simple-minded but strong-limbed. But your IQ is as high as 192. How can you have no clue?"
Li Jiajun blushed and explained: "I really didn't find any useful clues at the scene."
Zhang Lang nodded and said, "Why is there a basketball at the scene? What is the special meaning of those four words on the ground?"
Li Jiajun whispered: "Before dying, the deceased wrote four words with his fingers: Chicken, you are so beautiful..."
Zhang Lang slammed the table and said, "Could it be Xiao Heizi?"
A group of people exclaimed: "Little Blackie?"
Zhang Lang stood up and said, "Let's go to the scene. The murderer must be at the crime scene."
Li Jiajun picked up the documents that Zhang Lang had put on the table.
Looking at that bloody basketball and those four words "Chicken, you are so beautiful"?
I thought with admiration that the team leader is worthy of being the team leader.
Just based on the basketball and the four words "chicken, you are so beautiful", it is clear that the murderer is a black guy.
Zhang Lang: The appearance of a basketball means that this case is unusual.
Zhang Lang looked at the place on the ground where a human-shaped white line was drawn and asked Huang Qifa.
"Mr. Huang, can you show me again how you got to the scene?"
Huang Qifa did not get a promotion because of He Shangsheng's decision to let Hua Zai go.
So He Shangsheng was given a holiday.
Now that a murder has happened, his IQ is flawed and he can only kneel down and lick his boss and flatter him.
It can be said that I have no ability at all.
Huang Qifa was very grateful to Zhang Lang for coming to support them, and quickly said with a smile: "Of course no problem, I will demonstrate it to Zhang Sir right away. We arrived at the scene last night and found several of them here."
Huang Qifa said this and pointed at a few key figures standing aside.
Xiaomei, an old man with a middle-parted hairstyle, a handsome yellow-haired guy with a middle-parted hairstyle wearing overalls, and a long-haired young man who is Xiaomei's boyfriend.
Huang Qifa pointed at Xiaomei and said, "Miss, what were you doing when the person died?"
Xiaomei: "Mr. Huang, I'm playing basketball."
Huang Qifa looked at the impatient long-haired man and said, "You are Xiaomei's boyfriend, right? What were you doing at that time?"
The girl's boyfriend, a long-haired guy, said in a mocking tone: "I'm practicing singing, dancing, rap, and Tieshankao."
Huang Qifa: "What about this old man? What were you doing at that time?"
The old man clenched his fist and said angrily to Huang Qifa: "Do you need to interrogate me?"
"You dare to doubt even an old man like me?"
"Can you please investigate the case more seriously?"
Zhang Lang looked calmly at the writing on the ground and the bloody basketball in the distance.
Xiaomei's boyfriend tied his long hair into a small braid and said, "That is to say, based on this information, Mr. Huang doesn't know who the murderer is, right?"
The guy in overalls said quickly, "It's been a whole night, and the clues are too limited. I have something else to do. Mr. Huang, do you think we can leave now?"
Huang Qifa pointed at the guy in overalls and said, "Both boys, I have tolerated you for a long time. You must be the murderer."
"Mr. Huang, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. If you say it's me, you have to produce evidence."
Mr. Huang: "If it wasn't you, how would you explain the words on the ground?"
The guy in the overalls with a middle part: "How should I know? I'm a true fan, not a hater, okay?"
True fan?
True fans will only say that they are just passers-by, okay?
Zhang Lang interrupted Huang Qifa's argument and said, "Mr. Huang, these words are very strange."
Zhang Lang pointed at the four characters and said, "Look, these two characters are thicker, while the others are thinner. It's obvious that someone added them later!"
Huang Qifa took a look and said in surprise: "Indeed, the two characters "Xiaomei" are obviously much thicker than the other characters."
Zhang Lang took out a close-up photo of the deceased's finger and showed it to Huang Qifa, saying, "Mr. Huang, the condition of the deceased's finger shows that the two words 'Xiao Mei' were written by the deceased before he died."
Huang Qifa nodded and said, "So, the words 'Xiao Mei' were written by the deceased, and 'Ji Ni Tai Mei' was added later by someone else, considering the blood-stained basketball."
Huang Qifa turned his head and looked at Xiaomei in the distance and said, "Xiaomei, do you have anything else to say? Someone, arrest her for me."
Xiaomei waved her hands in panic and explained, "It wasn't me. Although I love playing basketball, he was already dead when I arrived. He also wrote my name on the ground for no apparent reason."
"I changed it to Chicken You Are So Beautiful in a moment of urgency."
Huang Qifa: "Stop talking nonsense, you basketball killer, come back to the police station with us."
Zhang Lang: "Wait a minute, Mr. Huang, look, the distance between these two words is too big. It is impossible for the deceased to write two words so far apart when he took his last breath, so..."
Huang Qifa: "Is there another word in the middle?"
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