Two days later.

Under the Hangang Bridge, which connects Gangnam and Gangbuk in Seoul, Taeui piled up a simple tombstone out of stones.

Li Wenhang looked at the sparkling river water and lit the three incense sticks in his hand.

"Xiaoyi, when I return to Hong Kong Island, tell the news to the third uncle, he will make up for you, today these three incense sticks are my heart for the third uncle, your revenge, I will help you avenge it together with Xiwei's."

In front of the tomb of Jiang Xiang***, Li Wenhang stood by the river and smoked a cigarette, watching the incense burn out, so he led Taiyi away from under the bridge, and went straight to the headquarters of Kinmen Group after getting into the car.

In less than ten minutes, when the car stopped under the building of the Golden Gate Group, Li Wenhang saw Li Zhongjiu standing in front of the company's gate, carrying a document bag, and his face was full of anxiety.

"Tell him to get in the car."

Lao Mian, who was driving, rolled down the window and yelled at Li Zhongjiu twice.

Li Zhongjiu hurriedly came over when he heard the sound, pulled the car door and got into the car, and after he sat down, Lao Mian stepped on the accelerator, followed the traffic, and circled around the building of the Golden Gate Group.

In the car, Li Wenhang pushed down his glasses and asked, "I explained your affairs and found out clearly?"

Li Zhongjiu nodded, handed the file bag to Li Wenhang, and said in a deep voice: "This file is the internal record of the investigation of Hong Xiaoyi's incident when the Kinmen Group was merged.

Li Wenhang didn't understand Korean, so he threw the file bag to Taiyi and asked him to check it, while he continued to let Lao Mian act as an interpreter, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you know what made the Huaqing Gang decide to purge Hong Xiaoyi?"

Speaking of this, Li Zhongjiu smiled bitterly.

"My strange place is also here, I have read that file several times, but I still don't understand why the Huaqing Gang wants to attack Hong Xiaoyi, after Hong Xiaoyi joined the Overseas Chinese Gang, he performed very well, and he is also very loyal to the Overseas Chinese Gang, the Emperor and the Japanese faction once wanted to come and win him over, but he refused."

These words made Li Wenhang frown slightly.

"At that time, Hong Xiaoyi was also the backbone of the Overseas Chinese Gang, even if the high-level wanted to purge him, it couldn't be for no reason and without the slightest warning, right?"

Li Zhongjiu shook his head and said helplessly: "I don't know about this, I also asked the former members of the Overseas Chinese Gang, if I insist on saying that there are signs, it is that Hong Xiaoyi showed great distrust of Li Zicheng before he died, but Li Zicheng is the second person in charge of the Overseas Chinese Gang, I really don't understand why he is ......like this."

Li Zhongjiu was still thinking about it, but Li Wenhang had a flash of inspiration and muttered.

"Yes, only this possibility makes sense."

Why Hong Xiaoyi was suspicious of Li Zicheng, Li Zhongjiu couldn't understand it, Li Wenhang, who knew the process of the New World film, knew it very well in his heart, because Li Zicheng himself was a secret chess piece laid by the Korean police!

Although I don't know how Hong Xiaoyi discovered the flaw, Li Wenhang can basically conclude that Hong Xiaoyi's death was mostly because he knew Li Zicheng's identity, and if he didn't know it, at least he already had serious suspicions.

In order to protect himself, what will Li Zicheng do, the result is obvious.

Soon after Hong Xiaoyi's death, Xiwei came to Goryeo from Hong Kong Island to look for Hong Xiaoyi, and Ding Qing finally shot Xiwei in order to help Li Zicheng cover up his crimes, so as to completely protect Li Zicheng.

At this point, everything makes sense.

However, although the matter made sense, Li Wenhang couldn't laugh at all.

People can't be resurrected after death, Xi Wei has left, and there seems to be only one thing he can do as a boss.

Taking out a cigarette from his pocket and holding it in his mouth, Li Wenhang's tone was a little cold.

"When will Ding Qing come back, has this matter been clarified?"

"I found out, at around 6:45 tonight, the plane will land at Incheon Airport."

"Li Zicheng will pick him up, right?"

"It should be, in the past, every time Ding Qing went back to Goryeo, he would pick him up."

"Okay, you go back

Let's take care of the rest, Ding Qing and Li Zicheng, the two high-ranking members of the Overseas Chinese Gang, I will take care of them for you."

As soon as the words fell, Mian Zhenghe stepped on the brakes, and the car just went around and stopped in front of the building.

Li Zhongjiu hesitated, and finally didn't say anything, but got out of the car honestly.

After he left, Mian Zhenghe turned his head and asked, "Brother Hang, where are we going next?"

"Incheon Airport, go guard these two street boys."

"Understood!"

Mian Zhenghe nodded, the steering wheel was sold, and the car blended into the traffic again. z.br>

……

Five p.m., Incheon Airport.

Accompanied by his subordinates Oh Dong-kyun and Park Byung-ji, Ma Seok-do went to the airport office, rummaged through stacks of entry records, and carefully looked at each photo.

Since the tragedy of playing KTV, Ma Xidao has devoted himself to this case.

Although Ma Xidao had found out that there were members of the Black Dragon Gang in the KTV box that night, the person who really did it, Ma Xidao looked through all the records, but he still couldn't find his identity.

In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, Ma Seok-do came to Incheon Airport today to check the entry and exit records, hoping to find some useful information from here.

The three of them tossed for more than an hour, and just when Ma Xidao was already a little irritable, Wu Dongjun suddenly took a folder and shouted: "Ma team, look, is there this person that day!"

At his beckoning, Ma Xidao leaned over, and at first glance, he was attracted by the photos on the information.

The mullet head, as described by the escort girl, what about the name?

Sheet...... Falcon!

"This information, bring it back to the police station, and collect all the information about the Chinese on his flight, all of which will be sealed in a file, and all of them will be brought back!"

Under his arrangement, the two police officers quickly collected the relevant information.

With all the information in his hand, Ma Xidao couldn't wait to go back to find the escort girl to identify, so he directly greeted the two of his subordinates and prepared to return to Incheon.

As soon as the three of them walked out of the office and came to the hall where they left the airport, they suddenly remembered an arrogant shout.

"Hey! Skinny old man, let's go together!"

This Chinese voice is particularly loud, and with Ma Xidao's recent sensitivity to the Chinese, he couldn't help but glance at it.

"The horse team, it's Ding Qing, from Seoul." Wu Dongjun reminded in a low voice.

"These eight lambs who eat black rice will serve them to the pot sooner or later!"

Others don't know what Ding Qing does, Ma Xidao, a criminal policeman, has long heard of these black rice eaters of the Golden Gate Group, and he took a sip with disdain, and he raised his hand.

"Don't pay attention to them, the focus at this stage is to focus on the people related to the Black Dragon Gang first, and when these people are dealt with, they will naturally have colleagues in Seoul to deal with, Dong Jun, go and drive the car over."