"KK, you go back to the house first, I'll talk to Brother Ze for a while."

After chatting a few words, Ling Jing took KK away.

After KK entered the house, Ling Jing opened the cabinet in the living room and took out a box from it.

"Time is tight, so much has been done."

The case opened, revealing five pistols.

Two jungles, that is, Colt python-type revolvers, are the Lone Ranger's favorites.

Two black stars, but they seem to be Vietnamese goods, and the rifles have some wear and tear, so they should have come down from the battlefield.

There's also a Beretta mp9, which is brand new.

Take it in your hand and smell it, the butter smell is full, the feel is also very good, very moist, and it is a high-end product at a glance.

"I haven't got a sniper rifle yet, and that stuff doesn't come around very often."

Ling Jing played with two bullets and asked, "Is there a secret mission?" ”

"Not for the time being, I'll open my mouth when I need to go back."

Lu Ze threw Ling Jing a handful of black stars: "Keep this, you may not need it, but you can't do without it." ”

"Okay."

Ling Jing put the black star away and grabbed two more bullets.

"I'll go first, I'll talk about it tomorrow."

There was no need to say much between the brothers, and soon, Lu Ze left with the box.

The next few days were calm.

Lin Guoping was trying to figure out how to get the tape, but Lu Ze didn't urge him and waited with peace of mind.

It's more than a week.

On the evening of May 15, Lin Guoping suddenly called and told him that the tape had been obtained.

Before going out, Lu Ze brought his own police gun, hesitated for a moment, and then brought Beretta.

He wasn't sure if Lin Guoping really got it.

Or maybe he was squatting in the toilet and someone was pointing a gun at gunpoint.

"Why don't you go to your house?"

When he came to an unfinished building, Lu Ze saw Lin Guoping waiting here.

"My mom is at home, I'm afraid you'll scare her."

Lin Guoping was holding a file bag.

"There are seven cassettes in here, two of which are yours and the rest are someone else's."

The document bag was held in Lin Guoping's hand, and he motioned for Lu Ze to take it.

Lu Ze looked around, took the document bag, opened it and looked at it.

Seeing the seven cassettes inside, Lu Ze asked rhetorically, "What about yours?" ”

"It's been destroyed."

Lin Guoping lit a cigarette and said, "This thing is thunder, and it can't be kept." ”

Lu Ze's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't say anything.

"I stole the tape, Han Chen's side will find out soon, I guess he shouldn't have a backup in his hand."

"But if you don't feel at ease, you can try him again, Han Chen doesn't care about anything, he just can't let go of his wife, if you can catch his wife, you can let him do anything."

Lin Guoping had a weird smile on his face.

Lu Ze raised his eyebrows and left without saying a word.

Seeing his back, Lin Guoping shouted behind him: "Brother Ze, do you have my ticket?" ”

No one answered...

Driving the car, Lu Ze rushed home without saying a word.

Lin Guoping did a good job, but it wasn't good enough.

After he got things done, he shouldn't have destroyed his tapes, the pattern was small.

If his tape was in the bag, Lu Ze would give him a hug.

Now, he took himself out, who knows if Lin Guoping has hidden a few more boxes in addition to these seven cassette tapes.

So Lu Ze was in a bad mood.

What does Lin Guoping want to do, to be Zhang Zongchang?

He is Zhang Zongchang, and Lu Ze is not Zhang Zuolin.

Bell bell bell ...

Before he got home, Lu Ze's eldest brother rang loudly.

"Hello?"

"Aze, do you have time?"

Han Chen's voice came from the other end of the phone.

While driving, Lu Ze asked indifferently, "Brother Chen, is there anything wrong with being so late?" ”

"It's not a big deal, it's just that there is a thief in the house and a few things are lost."

Han Chen's tone paused slightly: "You are a policeman, of course you can find the police if you have difficulties." ”

Lu Ze asked, "Do you want me to go over?" ”

"No, I don't have to worry if I lose it, otherwise I will always be remembered..."

Han Chen seemed to think of something: "By the way, I lost the thing at half past four in the afternoon, when my nanny went out to buy vegetables, if you want clues over there, remember to inform me." ”

"No problem."

Lu Ze agreed.

Toot toot...

A busy tone came from the phone.

The billboard outside Lu Ze reads 7:28.

If he remembered correctly, it was around half past six when Lin Guoping called him.

If Han Chen hadn't lied, Lin Guoping had disappeared for two hours before calling him after he got the things.

What did he do in the past two hours?

Took a shower, pressed a motorcycle, and went to a buffet again?

Or rather, he also made a copy of the tape.

"Lin Guoping!"

Lu Ze had a sneer on his face.

Listening to Han Chen's tone, he should have no backup.

Of course, it is not excluded that he is lying.

As for the time he said, it may have been lost at 17:30, and it was deliberately said to be 16:30, in order to make him suspect that Lin Guoping had done something.

It could also be true, it was really half past four in the afternoon.

True or false, you can guess.

"Hey, Ah Jing, there's something that makes me feel very difficult..."

Two minutes monkey, Lu Ze hung up the phone.

For some reason, Lin Guoping's face appeared in his mind again.

May 16...

"Special report: Last night in the Chi Wah apartment in Tsim Sha Tsui, there were two homicides."

"The deceased were gang leader Han Chen and his wife in Tsim Sha Tsui, and the scene of the incident was in shambles, and Inspector Miao Zhishun, who was in charge of the investigation of the murder, claimed that the possibility of gang vendetta could not be ruled out."

At noon, Lu Ze and the others sat in the restaurant eating lunch, watching the report on TV.

Inspector Miao Zhishun of Group B of the West Kowloon Serious Crime explained to reporters: "The other party is very professional, and when he opened the door, he did not alarm the sleeping Han Chen and his wife, both of whom were shot dead in their sleep, and I suspect that the murderer was a professional killer." ”

"I'm Mr. Han's nanny, and I'm calling the police."

"Yesterday afternoon, when I went out to buy groceries, Mr. Han lost some very important things and lost his temper with me."

"In the evening, I left at eight o'clock, and before leaving, I heard my wife arguing with Mr. Han, saying that I wanted to move out and live, but the family was not safe, but Mr. Han did not agree."

"As a result, when I went to work the next day, I found out that Mr. Han had been killed."

This was followed by some live coverage.

The murderer didn't ask for money, Han Chen had hundreds of thousands of cash at home, but the other party didn't move.

But the whole house was turned over, and even the wall tiles in some places were broken.

The murderer did not leave any clues during the whole process, and even the surveillance in the community was bypassed, showing a professional-level modus operandi.

"Brother Ze, this sea fish is really good, you can taste it."

Lu Ze, who was watching TV, heard Ling Jing's words in his ears.

Lu Ze smiled and sandwiched a piece of fish.

Not to mention, the taste is indeed better than usual.

I turned around and saw Lin Guoping who was eating.

Lu Ze felt that this fish was not fresh enough.