Leiden Island Dinghy Marina.

It was only about three kilometers in a straight line from the big boat pier, and after the search was over, David and Levine came here and boarded a fishing boat about 15 meters long.

Before getting on the boat, the two looked left and right to make sure that no one was following, and then they entered the ship and locked the hatch.

"Haha~" The fat man named Liwen couldn't help but laugh three times, "This time we not only grabbed the money and things, but also scared the yellow-skinned monkey into not daring to sue, it's so cool!"

"Silence," David said, thinner than Liven, with wide-eyed eyes and a shrewd look, "don't get carried away so as not to reveal a flaw, why is what we've hidden in their food missing?"

Levin's expression was unconcerned, "It must have taken too long to apply for a search warrant, and they found it and hid it."

"Zhang Jing is a rich man," David worried, "I'm worried that he will suspect that we planted the blame and then retaliate."

"Afraid of what?" The fatter gray police officer Liwen didn't care, "I'll resign in the next few days, the world is so big, just go out and have a look."

David's brows jumped, and he reminded gloomily, "If you do this, you will be looking for death!"

"Why?" Levine asked his companion rhetorically.

"We can't leave, we can't move the things we have stolen for the time being, and then we can be quiet and be good people, and we will resign after four or five years of work, and then it will be safe."

As they spoke, the two walked to the cabin bedroom, lifted the mattress, and there was a large amount of cash underneath, and some chemicals, looking at a lot of money, Levine complained, "I can't spend so much money, it's so uncomfortable."

"You can't fly away or steal this money," David comforted his companion, "don't worry, it's all ours."

Chatting and chatting, the two suddenly kissed each other, and it turned out that they were - true love~

Just when the two of them were running errands, they didn't know that a dark shadow followed them from afar.

At three o'clock in the morning, strong wind and light rain, one black shadow turned into two black shadows, it was Zhang Jing and Mike.

"Are they still on board?" Zhang Jing asked softly.

"Yes, after I went in, I never came out."

With the dim street lamp, Zhang Jing paid attention to the situation of the wharf, which was different from the big boat wharf, there were many small boats here, more than ten in a row, and as many as seven or eight rows, I don't know how many people lived in it, if there was a fierce shootout, it would immediately become lively.

"Isn't it hard?" Zhang Jing asked Mike softly.

"Yes, it's hard to kill them without God knowing."

Revenge is not overnight, and he is still worried about the future, Zhang Jing's brain is spinning at high speed, and he immediately thinks about it, and tells Mike, "You go to the post office to make a little noise, I want to do something."

"Stay safe and don't leave fingerprints." Mike reminded and drove away.

Seeing Mike go away, Zhang Jing put on body armor and a helmet for himself, and then hid behind the vehicle used by the two gray policemen, holding an underwater shooting gun in his hand, and waited quietly.

The underwater shooter fires a steel drill, and the sound is close to silent, and theoretically, as long as it is sudden enough, it will not cause a shootout.

The light rain continued, and after about twenty-seven or eight minutes, Levine and David, who were sleeping on the boat, received an urgent order, hurriedly put on their clothes, left the cabin, and trotted straight to the parking area on the shore.

When the other party approached about ten meters, Zhang Jing left the back of the car in the dark night, without a word of nonsense, and raised his gun to shoot directly and repeatedly.

David and Levine subconsciously raised their hands and shouted in a panic, "Wait..."

The bad guys died of talking too much, Zhang Jing didn't have the slightest intention of talking to them, and there was no need to pretend to be forced to slap his face.

Quickly emptied the five rounds of steel drills, quickly changed the shooting gun, fired five more shots in a row, changed the gun again, and five more shots, and after knocking down the two people, he fired five more shots in a row at the twitching body.

After making sure that the two of them were not cheating, he quickly stepped forward to collect the corpses.

Ignoring the blood stains flowing down the rain, Zhang Jing boarded the fishing boat, used an axe to break open the hatch, and entered it.

The interior of the cabin is not large, with a living room, a kitchen, a bathroom and a bedroom, Zhang Jing quickly found the bedroom and saw a small used umbrella on the ground

, he was a little confused.

David and Limin are both men, huh?

After a second of distraction, Goldfinger found a weapon under the mattress and removed the mattress, which was exactly what he was looking for.

The neatly stacked cash was all taken away, a large amount of chemicals was left in only one package, and a few weapons did not move, and then Zhang Jing decisively flashed and disappeared into the stormy night.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, in the Centaur restaurant, a group of people were eating breakfast around the table, and the captain of the Centaur chatted, "I went ashore in the morning for a run, and I heard from others that there was another accident at the post office last night, and there was an explosion; Living on the side of the dinghy pier, two uniforms were missing, and contraband was found on their boat."

"Has anyone died?" Jamie asked.

"No," the captain shook his head, "only two people are missing, no one is injured, and no one is dead."

"Why do I feel like the world is in chaos?" Taylor gripped as he grappled with the bread, "It's getting more and more insecure."

Zhang Jing looked at his nose and nose, and concentrated on dealing with breakfast, and wanted to tell Taylor Chick that it was because you were too close to me.

"I also feel this way, there are a lot of gangsters, a lot of shootings, and a lot of sucking," Zheng Muyao, who rarely said anything, said.

"The shooting is just a small probability event," the captain of the Centaur is a middle-aged white man with a white face, who is very good at chatting, "There are 300 million people in Citigroup, and an average of 90 people die from shootings every day, which sounds terrifying, but the fact is that the probability of happening to us is only 1 in 3.33 million, and the probability of death is lower than that of a cold, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

Taylor and Zheng Muyao couldn't refute it, what they said was real data, but it was a bit of a strong argument.

After breakfast, the captain sent people out to buy supplies, the weather forecast shows that the typhoon will completely pass today, the waves will be quieter, and he plans to leave the port before 6 o'clock tomorrow morning to save a day's berthing costs.

Others prepare for a midday party to celebrate the smooth sailing in advance.

Someone did everything, Zhang Jing sat in the corner of the restaurant and played games, and in less than half an hour, Ferry came over and said, "Augustus. Sheriff Charles wants to see you."

Zhang Jing did not refuse, and met the Sheriff of Leiden Island on the shore, and found at first glance that although he was wearing civilian clothes, he had audio and video recording equipment hidden on his body.

Pretending not to know that the other party was secretly recording, Zhang Jing politely asked, "Is there anything wrong with Mr. Charles?"

"Did you send someone to the dinghy dock last night?" Augustus. Charles asked in a surprise attack.

"Is this a question?" Zhang Jing resisted, "My lawyer just arrived yesterday afternoon, and now he is on the island, I asked them to come and talk to you."

"It's not a question," Augustus. Charles explained, "I'm just asking, last night, David and Levine disappeared at the dinghy dock."

Zhang Jing shook his head and did not comment.

"I know they're at odds with a family of three at the restaurant," Augustus said. Charles guessed, "They're on board, I'd like to talk to them."

"They're my employees now," Zhang Jing's tone hardened, "because you have protected the gangsters and caused them great psychological damage, and my employees don't want to see you at all now;

If you continue to harass, I will revoke my promise yesterday to prosecute you."

"We just wanted to talk to them." Augustus. Charles looked sincere, "There was no harassment."

Zhang Jing is very difficult to get along with, turning his face faster than turning a book, "I decided to sue you, you should hurry up and find a good lawyer and strive to lose less money."

Augustus. Charles didn't expect Zhang Jing to be so arrogant, he just asked a few words, and sued at every turn.