"Yes, Fund Z is indeed laundering money." Facing the reporter's question, Hu Zhiyong calmly pointed his finger at Luo Yong and asked the big accountant to answer the reporter's question.

As the auditor of Fund Z and a party to the case, it is obviously the best solution for Luo Yong to answer the reporters' questions head-on.

According to Hu Zhiyong's assumption, now that Huang Wenbin has acquitted Luo Yong, and Luo Da's accountant has accepted him with 50 million, he should cooperate obediently. Unexpectedly, Luo Yong spoke amazingly, sat in the seat on Hu Zhiyong's right, and admitted the fact of money laundering in public.

"What!"

"Luo Yong personally admitted to money laundering?"

The reporters present looked stunned, and their first reaction was to pluck out their ears, suspecting that they had misheard Luo Yong's answer......

But the expressions of everyone present and Hu Zhiyong's stunned eyes all explained Luo Yong's answer.

Crash.

The flashing lights and exclamations were mixed with the applause, and Hu Zhiyong, who was in the chairman's seat, explained loudly: "Everyone, don't be impatient, Mr. Luo's actions and remarks alone have nothing to do with Z Fund. ”

"His remarks are neither true nor representative of Fund Z."

"Security, security now come and take him down!"

Hu Zhiyong first went from the previous composure to the roar later.

When he shouted the last sentence, he was stretching out his finger and pointing at Luo Yong and scolding.

"Huh."

Luo Yong felt the spit on his face, and looked at Hu Zhiyong quietly as if he were looking at a dead man.

Da Da, just as the four security guards rushed to the stage, a group of investigators in suits strode into the venue and forced to the front of the stage step by step.

"Mr. Wu Chi Yong, I am the Chief Investigation Officer of the Independent Commission Against Corruption, 'Luk Chi Lien'."

"You are suspected of bribery, murder, money laundering and many other crimes."

"Now we're officially arresting you."

Lu Zhilian and four members of the investigation team stood under the stage to show the arrest warrant and shouted loudly to the stage.

Boom, boom. The appearance of the Independent Commission Against Corruption seems to have pushed a big drama to gāo cháo, completely confirming the crime of "Z Fund". Reporters have recorded this scene under the camera of the investigation team of the Independent Commission Against Corruption, which is the subject of the camera, and will definitely publish big news.

“……”

Hu Zhiyong sat on the chairman's seat, and when he saw the arrest warrant in Lu Zhilian's hand, he was suddenly shocked, opened the seat next to him, and wanted to jump backstage.

He knew that the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) already had "ironclad evidence", otherwise, the court would not have issued an arrest warrant to the ICAC, and Lu Zhilian would not have come to arrest people in such a high-profile manner.

If you don't run now, I'm afraid you won't be able to run away in the future.

The reporters in the audience saw Hu Zhiyong's embarrassed escape, and everyone was in an uproar and pressed the shutter of the camera one after another.

Lu Zhilian did not take out qiāng, but stepped on the spot, took a long leg, and rushed to the stage quickly. It's not too early or too late, just in front of Hu Zhiyong.

"Huh?"

Hu Zhiyong looked nervous and instinctively wanted to punch someone. But he is a wealthy businessman, he usually plays finance, and he can't even boxing with a three-legged cat, so how can he fight with Lu Zhilian?

Lu Zhilian raised his calf, kicked Hu Zhiyong in the lower abdomen head-on, and kicked him two meters away.

Rumble.

A chair smashed, startling the fund manager next to him to jump up, a cold sweat coming out of his back.

"Get down on your stomach! Get down all of them! ”

Anda took the rest of the team and then rushed to the podium. One person pulled out his hand from his waist and took out his handcuffs, and the rest of the team members took out handcuffs and handcuffed Luo Yong, You Zixin and others.

Lu Zhilian squatted on the ground, and after handcuffing Hu Zhiyong, he put his hands on his arms and said with a smile: "Governor Hu, it's over." ”

"You'd better be polite."

Hu Zhiyong glanced back at Lu Zhilian, lowered his head and walked to the door of the venue.

The reporters looked at all the people who were standing on the podium before, but now they have become prisoners who have been dragged away by the ICAC, and their faces are not only not afraid, but also very excited.

The investors of the Z fund are so black that their faces are dripping.

They know that the Z fund, which has a high and stable rate of return, is afraid that it will not be stable.

When Hu Zhiyong walked to the door of the venue, a middle-aged man in a blue suit held his mobile phone and walked towards the venue while making a phone call.

I saw the moment Chen Zhan's eyes met and Hu Zhiyong's eyes met, and his mouth was facing the other end of the phone and said, "Mmmm, Yingying, it's me, Uncle Zhan." ”

"Did I get the bean paste cake I asked someone to send you? Yes, Xiaoyang likes to eat this cake the most, so I will ask my subordinates to give it to you in Sanfan. ”

Hu Zhiyong's face froze, and it became obviously difficult to look.

Because "Yingying" is his wife's name, and "Xiaoyang" is his son's name. Chen Zhan appeared here now, not to help him, but to warn him......

Hu Zhiyong silently put away his expression, and already knew in his heart why "Luo Yong" jumped back and why ICAC had evidence.

That's because someone behind him wants to get rid of him and is advising him not to talk nonsense.

……

Happy Valley.

In the racecourse.

Six horses of different colors and numbers are galloping on the track.

The riders are prostrate on the horse's back, saddle their legs, and hold the horse rope, showing a high level of riding.

"Number 13! Number 13! ”

"Number 16!"

"No. 24 ......"

Tens of thousands of spectators who bought horses, holding the lottery tickets in their hands, stood in front of the position and raised their arms and shouted. The frenzied shouts, like a landslide and tsunami, echoed over the racecourse.

Several "king horses" with excellent performances have a very small gap between them.

In the second half of the race, the knights' rankings began to change, constantly affecting the desire of the horse-buying audience.

As the only legal gambling in Hong Kong, the Hong Kong Island Jockey Club is a non-profit-making horse racing club and charity.

It specializes in horse racing, with six colors, football, betting and other entertainment projects.

The amount of charitable donations each year is only under Yihui Group and the Community Welfare Foundation, which is the third largest organization and organization in Hong Kong.

Liu Baoqiang was holding a horse racing ticket in his hand, with a beautiful girl beside him, who was chanting the horse race of "No. 13".

"Hey."

As a brown steed crossed the finish line first, the knight in yellow raised his arms and smiled excitedly.

The audience in the stadium immediately divided into two groups, one wave of helpless throwing away the lottery ticket, the other wave of excited yelling, and finally converged into the same number.

“13，13。”

"Yes."

Liu Aibi stepped forward to give a hug to her brother, jumped to the seat excitedly and yelled.

Based on the multiplier of the Jockey Club on the 13th today, the two of them bet 5,000 and 2,000 respectively, so they won 15,000 and 6,000, which is not a big windfall.

"Huh."

Liu Baoqiang handed over the ticket to his sister with a smile, and a familiar figure suddenly swept in his eyes.

"Little sister, you take the ticket to claim the prize."

"I'll go to the toilet and wait to come to you."

He was actually in the crowd and saw a familiar pickpocket stealing with a knife.

Liu Aibi took the ticket, nodded innocently, and then turned around and followed Rén Liú to claim the prize.

Because my brother was smooth sailing in the police force, he followed a very rich boss. So now Liu Baoqiang's family is doing well, and his sister also listens to her brother very much, resigned from the bar, and went to study in college again. I haven't graduated from my senior year yet, and I can barely count myself as a xué shēng mèi.

I don't usually have any hobbies, but I love to eat bào zhà sugar.

Liu Baoqiang turned sideways and stepped forward against Rén Liú, sneaked behind the pickpocket, and pressed the other party's shoulder.

"."

The pickpocket scolded secretly and thrust the knife into Liu Baoqiang's backhand.

"Huh?"

Liu Baoqiang pushed away the crowd with his arms, took two steps back, and flashed the blade in front of him.

"Spread out! Disperse! ”

After seeing the faces of the people opposite, the pickpockets immediately jumped into their chairs and fled in a hurry.

"Huh?" The citizens around saw the knife wielded by the pickpocket and did not dare to step forward to stop it.

Only Liu Baoqiang stared at his back closely, shuttling quickly through the crowd, still chasing after him.

This pickpocket was originally a horse boy from Dongxing, who not only likes to steal, but also likes to smoke. Often used to steal and smoke, he has been caught many times by the police station, and he is a regular customer of the police station.

Not only did he know the other person, but the other party knew him.

The two chased and fled, jumping through an exit passage from the racecourse at the same time.

Liu Baoqiang suddenly became wise in a hurry, stopped his steps, and shouted: "Raise your hands!" Otherwise, open qiāng! ”

"Hands up!"

The pickpocket who ran in front hurriedly stood up, turned around with his hands held high, and responded with a sad face: "Liu sir, Liu sir, don't open qiāng." ”

"I have a lot of material for you, don't catch me?"

A pickpocket like him who likes to smoke is never afraid of going to jail, just afraid that he won't have anything to suck. Doesn't arresting him in Stanley mean his life?

In order not to go in, he dared to say anything.

It's just that he didn't expect that as soon as he turned around, it was Liu Sir who greeted him with a flying foot.

Rumble.

After kicking the other party to the ground, Liu Bao Qiāng took out the handcuffs and handcuffed him before asking, "What material?" Let's take a look first. ”

……

Three minutes ago.

Jockey Club Trading Centre.

In a building in Happy Valley, the "World Cup" football match is playing on a big screen.

As a trading manager, Deng Zhaohong is leading a trading team to control the situation of the entire market.

In his sight, the original 0-0 game, with a big foot pass from the home team, put the away team in a passive state of being about to concede.

As long as you know the ball, anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is difficult for the central defenders of the away team to return to defense. If the goalkeeper can't make a difference, the away team has a good chance of conceding a goal.

"Dangerous offensive on the plate! 40 yards! ”

"The three major casinos in the UK are closed."

As the leader of the trading team, Tang Zhaohong's responsibility is to control risks. Since the home game is an unpopular autumn and winter, the away team is a red team. Therefore, the people who buy away games to win are far more likely to buy home games to win.

At this time, Deng Zhaohong's best choice is to close the market immediately, so that the casino can lose less money and keep it in a balanced state. But his fingers tapped lightly on the desk, and he didn't do so.

"A lot of big tóu zhù came in, thirty-five million."

Another trader issued an early warning in the headset, and then another trader sent the news that the whole of Asia was closed.

Deng Zhaohong immediately said: "Seal the plate!" ”