At two o'clock in the morning, two hours before the Hong Kong newspaper guy came to the factory to pick up the goods, the doors and windows of the office workshop and printing plant of the China and Hong Kong newspaper were closed, and only an old man who was on vigil sat in the gatehouse and took a nap.

Chen Zhanwu, who came to the China Hong Kong Daily yesterday morning to find out, was holding a cigarette in his mouth at this time, the cigarette butts flickering in the night, and there were three or five subordinates squatting beside him, each carrying a few gasoline bottles, emitting a pungent smell.

Gasoline bottles are made from glass bottles filled with Coca-Cola, which are filled with gasoline and plugged with strips of cloth.

"Fifth brother, the car has been parked, and you can go directly after you finish your work."

In the distance, a figure took advantage of the red light of Chen Zhanwu's cigarette butt to come to the grass where several people were squatting, and explained the situation in a loud voice.

Chen Zhanwu snorted from his nostrils, looked at the lighted gatehouse of the Zhonggang Newspaper in front of him, and licked his lips: "You don't know Cantonese, don't open your mouth later, just set fire to the two factories, don't you understand?" ”

Several of his subordinates nodded yes, and at the same time clenched the gasoline bottle hanging from their waists.

"Xiaoxiang, you go back and start the car." Chen Zhanwu carried the portable light bulb in his hand, pressed the switch to light up the surroundings, and rushed out of the grass first, "Everyone else will follow me!" ”

Xiao Xiang, the driver in charge of running away, saw Chen Zhanwu rushing out with people, and immediately turned around and ran back to the parking spot, and after he started the car and turned on the lights, Chen Zhanwu and others had already come to the printing plant of the China Hong Kong Newspaper Office.

"Fourteenth do! If you don't want to die, get out of the way! ”

Even though there was only one janitor in the gatehouse, Chen Zhanwu still shouted angrily and reported his identity in Cantonese dialect.

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Several of his men easily smashed the glass windows of the printing plant with their elbows, struck matches and lit strips of cloth on the mouths of gasoline bottles, and threw the bottles into the factory one after another.

Gasoline flowed from the shattered glass bottles, and as soon as it touched the burning strip of cloth, it immediately burst into flames.

Seeing that the fire was burning in the printing plant, and the printing machines were bursting with electric arcs, several people ran a few steps closer to the office building not far from the printing plant, and threw all the remaining gasoline bottles into it.

In just one or two minutes, the smoke and flames of the two factories of the China and Hong Kong Newspaper Hall burst into flames.

"Let's go!" Loosening the neck of the old man in the porter's neck, Chen Zhanwu shouted, and walked quickly with his subordinates to the place where the lights were on behind him.

The elderly janitor ran out of the doorroom, watching the fire of the factory in front of him rise to the sky, his face full of panic, and the anxious cry for help pierced the night sky.

"Come on, go to the water! Walk on the water! ”

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At around 7 o'clock in the morning, Hong Kong people who have the habit of reading newspapers came to the newsstand early, but they invariably discovered a strange thing.

Today's China Hong Kong Daily has disappeared from the newsstand, not only the China Hong Kong Daily, but also many other newspapers have not yet been placed on the newsstand.

After eight o'clock, newspaper guys from all over the country scolded the streets and stomped their feet on the shelves, and in addition to the China Hong Kong Daily, other newspapers appeared in the hands of readers one after another.

After reading the urgent news in the newspaper in their hands, these readers realized what happened in the early hours of this morning.

In the early hours of this morning, when everyone was lying under the covers and dreaming, a fire broke out in two factories of the Chung Hong Kong Daily near Tin Shui Wai, Yuen Long.

Lu Le sat in the living room and slammed the newspaper brought by Shi Jianhui on the ground, his eyes showing a fierce light.

"Lard boy, let Zeng fine nine ghosts go to the errand room to squat for half a year!" After gritting his teeth and saying this, Lu Le added, "Go and make an appointment with all the bigwigs in Hong Kong!" Pounce on your mother! I don't know that the China Hong Kong Daily is owned by me Lu Le? Burning the factory of the China Hong Kong Daily is to refute my Lu Le's noodles, and the arsonist will come out within three days! ”

The lard boy opened the door in fear, and in less than a minute, pushed the door in again.

"Brother Le, Mr. Su is here." After saying this, the lard boy didn't dare to look at Lu Le's face, bared his teeth and shrunk his neck to leave again.

Shi Jianhui sighed, picked up the newspapers on the ground one by one, and put them back at the guest table: "If Ah Xian treats you with scum, you can bear it, after all, it is your promise......

"Come on, come on!" Lu Le waved his hand impatiently, his face full of depression, "I know what to do." ”

While speaking, Su Jingxian had already pushed the door into the living room, which was the second time that Su Jingxian had come to Lu Le's house after the Spring Festival.

"Brother Le, Brother Hui, morning."

To Lu Le and Shi Jianhui's surprise, Su Jingxian was not as angry as he imagined after entering the door, although his face was not good-looking, he still had a polite smile.

Seeing Su Jingxian smiling at himself, Lu Le felt a little feverish in his face, last year in the Rechi loudly guaranteed that nothing would happen to the China Hong Kong Daily, in just over a month, Su Jingxian's newspaper was burned down, and Lu Le is now eager to find a crack to get into.

If Su Jingxian was angry at him as soon as he entered the door, Lu Le would feel better, but now that the other party was smiling, he himself would feel embarrassed first.

Gritting his teeth, Lu Le stared at Su Jingxian's eyes, and said loudly: "Ah Xian, don't worry, I, Lu Le's teeth, will be a golden envoy!" I will definitely help you find out this matter to the end, and I will compensate you for all the losses of your newspaper! ”

Hearing Lu Le's promise, Su Jingxian shook his head: "I don't want any money, what I want now is people, there is a red stick named Chen Zhanwu in the fourteenth Yongzi pile, and I will see him standing in front of me within twenty-four hours." ”

Lu Le and Shi Jianhui glanced at each other, and there was surprise in their voices: "You found the person?" ”

Su Jingxian moved a chair and sat down, looked at the newspaper on the table, and said: "Yesterday, this person named Chen Zhanwu brought people to the newspaper hall to collect the land, and was driven away by Heerping's people, and he was also the one who set the fire to the old man in the porter's words. ”

"He Erping, who pounced on your mother, didn't leave anyone behind that day!" Lu Le slapped the table and cursed.

Su Jingxian shook his head again: "I put the people, you know that I have been busy making magazines recently, and I have no time to do anything, and I have just come to Hong Kong for more than a year on the 14th, and I didn't pursue it because they didn't understand the rules." ”

"There's weirdness." Shi Jianhui, who had never spoken, suddenly spoke up, frowned, and said, "The 14th has not yet gained a firm foothold in Hong Kong, so there is no reason to do such a thing." Ah Le, did you say hello to the people on the fourteenth? ”

Lu Le listened to Shi Jianhui's question, and gritted his teeth: "I have sent people to greet all the local prefixes such as Chaozitou, Hezitou, Fuyixing, Laolian, and Laotong, but No. 14, it seems that they really did it." ”

Shi Jianhui was noncommittal, and looked at Su Jingxian: "Ah Xian, what do you think?" ”

Su Jingxian rubbed his temples and said slowly: "Arrest people first, and then judge them slowly." Actually, I think it's weird, but I'm very angry now, if it's really the fourteenth, I want their twelve golden hairpins to put out the fire for me! ”