Chapter 319: True Colors of Heroes

Turning the first page of the information, Wang Yaozu was stunned, pointed to the photo on it and said, "Song Zijie and his brother? ”

Raymond nodded, "No, otherwise how would I have access to this case." ”

"I was specifically asked about Song Zijie's situation, his brother Song Zihao is the big brother in power who was pushed to the front desk by this counterfeit banknote group, three years ago we thought Song Zihao was missing, and some time ago Song Zihao appeared again We only learned that he was imprisoned when he was trading in Taiwan before, and I want to know about Song Zijie's situation to see if it will be connected with the counterfeit banknote group, hoping to open a breakthrough."

"You're not going to sell Song Zijie, are you?" Wang Yaozu turned his head and looked at Lei Meng with a look of distrust.

"What are these words, am I that kind of person!" Raymond jumped to his feet, as if he had been wronged, and said: "Not to mention that Song Zijie is your person, I can trust you if I can't trust him, even if it's not, he is my subordinate, I will definitely ensure that he has no problem!" ”

Wang Yaozu glanced at Raymond up and down, "It's not that I don't trust you, it's that you guys are too dirty in doing righteous treatment, and you can definitely do this kind of thing by giving up a small subordinate!" ”

Raymond: "......"

Don't hit people in the face, scold people without exposing them, it's boring to say it too clearly!

Ignoring Raymond, Wang Yaozu continued to look through the information.

This money laundering group has a company on the surface: Hengda Property (Group) Co., Ltd., the boss is called Yao Jinglong, the eldest brother who was in power before is called Song Zihao, and the head horse MARK Jianghu is called Brother Xiaoma, Song Zihao was betrayed and imprisoned three years ago, Brother Xiaoma avenged the eldest brother, and one person fought out more than a dozen people on the other side, but he was also injured and his right leg was disabled.

At present, the person in charge is called Tan Cheng, the younger brother of Song Zihao, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called 'Big Brother Cheng'.

Before Tan Cheng took over the power, Song Zihao was cautious and careful, although the quality of counterfeit banknotes was very high, but the shipments were not large, and it was precisely because of the harm was not great that Interpol had not paid attention to this, but since Tan Cheng took power, the number of counterfeit banknotes produced and shipped has increased significantly, ten times more than before, which has attracted the attention of Interpol at once, and there is today's matter.

"The key point now is that you can't find Tan Cheng's counterfeit banknote factory, right?" Wang Yaozu asked after looking through the information.

"Yes, although we all know that Tan Cheng is engaged in counterfeit banknotes, but we can't find a manufacturing factory, everything is empty talk, even if we catch them once or twice for trading, it is useless, and it can't solve the fundamental problem at all." Raymond nodded in response.

"This matter, it's not difficult, just arrest someone and torture him, and force him to say it himself, and it's over!" Wang Yaozu rolled his eyes, he couldn't look down on Hong Kong Island for anything like asking for evidence.

"We're policemen, not bandits!" Raymond rolled his eyes.

"Then what do you mean by looking for me, I'm a bandit?" Wang Yaozu squinted at Raymond.

"Ahem, ahem, I didn't say that." Raymond touched his nose, and he was a little embarrassed to be looked at by his little uncle with this kind of look.

Coming out of Raymond's office, Wang Yaozu recalled a little, and directly called Song Zijie to the small conference room.

"Brother Yao, what's the matter?" It's definitely not okay to call yourself over alone, after sitting down, Song Zijie asked.

"About your brother Song Zihao."

As soon as Wang Yaozu finished speaking, Song Zijie's face turned black, his brother found him a few days ago and was beaten by him, he was in a bad mood for the past few days, "He committed another crime?" ”

"What are these words!" Wang Yaozu glared, and said in a rather dissatisfied tone: "Making counterfeit banknotes is not a big deal in the first place. ”

Song Zijie: Is this what a police officer should say......

"Besides, is that your brother after all, as the old saying goes, if you don't help your relatives, what if he kills people and sets fires, you have to maintain your younger brother, how to teach you a lesson when you go home is a family matter, and you must help hide it outside!"

Speaking of which, Wang Yaozu doesn't look at it as a time traveler back in later generations, but his thinking is often extremely old-fashioned, such as 'kissing and hiding', such as 'polygamy'...... Ahem, the latter one doesn't count.

Song Zijie also knew that Wang Yaozu was not a well-behaved person, and it was definitely not a beautiful verbal thing to say that he didn't care that his brother was a criminal, he really didn't care, but he couldn't care less, "Because of him, my father was killed." ”

"Uh......" Wang Yaozu smashed his mouth, he didn't remember this, after so many years, he only remembered a rough plot about it, "Then it really should be beaten, beaten hard, and his legs will be discounted!" ”

Song Zijie rolled his eyes, he said lightly, I have to do it!

"Okay, I'm just talking to you, now Interpol is going to Hong Kong Island to solve this case, I'm going to cut off the beard in advance, just to say hello to you, and I may have to ask your brother for help when I turn back." Wang Yaozu said and stood up and patted Song Zijie on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I won't touch your brother." ”

"I naturally trust Brother Yao, but this case must take me, my father's death, I want to investigate what is going on!" Song Zijie stood up with red eyes.

"Okay, I can't do without you!" Wang Yaozu agreed.

……

At the corner of the street, Song Zihao sat in the front of the taxi, holding a newspaper in his hand to block half of his face, he came back for many days, he actually didn't want to come here, he didn't want to disturb Brother Xiaoma's life, Brother Xiao Ma wrote to him in a letter saying that he was living a good life, every day there were big fish and meat, and the little brother was hugged by countless people, he didn't want to return to the company after being released from prison for his younger brother Song Zijie, and now it's good to drive a taxi every day.

However, I always think about the best brother in my heart, and I can't help but pass by here to take a look every time I run an empty car, and after eating and resting at noon today, I can't help but come here again, leaning on the car and looking at the door, he doesn't know what he wants to see in his heart.

When a cripple man in a green overalls, with messy hair and a dirty towel, walked out of the exit of the building's underground parking lot with difficulty, Song Zihao's eyes turned red on the spot.

Watching Brother Xiao Ma take the broken towel in his hand, pull on the wipers, spray glass washer liquid on the windshield, and skillfully wipe the car, it looks old-fashioned.

That's what you've said well?

For a while, Song Zihao wanted to rush over to recognize Brother Xiaoma, but he couldn't take a step, not because he disliked Brother Xiaoma, but because he was afraid that Brother Xiaoma would feel unable to get off the stage after seeing him!

At this moment, a group of people walked out of the building, and I saw the younger brother Tan Cheng wearing sunglasses, wearing an off-white windbreaker, followed by seven or eight fierce bodyguards in black suits walking towards the location of the car.

Xiao Ma pulled the door to let the driver get into the car, and then opened the rear seat door and made a gesture to Tan Cheng, that action was skillful and distressing.

Tan Cheng stood next to the car door, took out his wallet and threw three at random and threw them on the ground, and then got into the car, Xiao Ma bit a toothpick in his mouth and watched the car go away, then he threw a towel and bent down to pick up the money on the ground.

This scene was all reflected in Song Zihao's eyes, and he trembled in distress.

No, Brother Xiao Ma shouldn't be like this, he should be wearing a black windbreaker, wearing black sunglasses, smoking a cigarette, and walking on the street in a chic manner, not like now, not as alive as a dog!!

Thinking of this, Song Zihao chased after him.