Chapter 219: A pun, a riot
Fat Boy Chao looked hesitant, frowned and thought for a while, and finally put on a smiling face and walked over.
He came to the table, pulled out a stool and sat down, and said with a smile: "Ang Li, why did you come to Xinjie to eat rice rolls today?" ”
Ang Lee glanced at the black and crushed rotten boy on the street, and heyed:
"This should be me asking you, bring so many people to Xinjie, can't the business of Dajing Street feed you, and you are ready to grab land with the old ghost of Camel Ding?"
"Harmony is precious, today's walled city has equal interests, how can I make trouble for no reason."
The fat boy waved his hand again and again.
Li An looked at him with a smile:
"That is, Brother Chao thinks that the city is too calm during this time, and plans to take people to the streets to live?"
"How so?" Fat boy super snorted haha.
"So what's going on with these people? Don't tell me, just hang out boringly. ”
Li An straightened his expression and looked stern:
"The walled city has the rules of the walled city, and it is strictly forbidden to fight. The current situation of the walled city is not only maintained by the welfare association, as you said, everyone values harmony and makes money happily. I believe that you have made a lot of money during this time, and the welfare will not interfere with your business, and you also have to maintain the stability of the walled city, Brother Chao, do you say that is the reason? ”
"That's right."
Fat Tsaichao nodded in agreement.
His face was silent, and he secretly pondered in his heart the purpose of Li An's coming.
Li An rarely gets involved in the affairs of the walled city, and the welfare club is also managed by Duan Yingfeng and the boxers.
Fat Boy Chao's eyes narrowed, but he suddenly remembered the scene when Ang Lee and Lei Luo were talking and laughing at Zhou Sheng's banquet......
The city can't escape the eyes of the Welfare Association at all, he doesn't believe that Ang Li doesn't know about Lei Luo's entry into the city?
"Ang Lee, you came to New Street because of Lei Luo?"
Fat Tsaichao's question was very direct.
Ang Lee smiled when he heard this:
"Didn't you bring someone here because of Lei Luo?"
Fat Boy Chao didn't speak.
Li An didn't expect Fat Zichao to answer, and said to himself:
"Actually, I really don't think about you, and I tell you so much because we don't have any grievances, and I've always disliked extraneous branches."
Fat Boy shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, and didn't say anything cruel, this is meaningless.
Ang Lee made a digression:
"You should know who Lei Luo is, right?"
"Detective." The fat boy replied with a grin.
"It's not just the detective."
Li An shook his head, and his tone was playful: "He is still Sir Zhou's son-in-law, Lei Luo and his daughter are engaged, and they are about to hold a wedding." You said that if Lei Luo died in the walled city, as his father-in-law, would this Sir Zhou use his connections to let the military police enter the city to arrest the murderer of his son-in-law? ”
Fat boy Chao frowned.
He was reluctant to get involved before, just because he was afraid of Lei Luo's identity as a detective and the ambiguous words of the lard boy, but he ignored the relationship between Sir Zhou.
"I think Brother Chao should understand the meaning of my words. So, it's better not to be used as cannon fodder. ”
Ang Lee made a pun.
At the same time, the Dingye Hall.
Camel Ding sat on a chair in the center, drinking tea and chatting with everyone in the museum.
In any case, Doll Qiang is also the external agent he elected, and when he decided to hand over Doll Qiang, he invited his uncle in the club to the hall.
A Sijiu hurriedly ran in: "Master Ding, Brother Qiang stopped Inspector Lei at the entrance of the alley." ”
"What!"
Camel Ding got up with an ugly face and walked out of the hall with a group of people.
The footsteps hurriedly came to the alley not far from the hall, and what caught my eye was the black pressed and squeezed into a ball.
"Don't get out of the way yet!"
The camel shouted angrily.
The crowd retreated, revealing the four Lei Luo who were surrounded.
The three detectives protected Lei Luo in the middle, holding guns in both hands, and staring at the four nines in front of them with tense expressions.
The camel's face is as pale as iron:
"What are you doing? I don't know that Inspector Ray is my guest?! ”
These people looked at each other, and their eyes couldn't help but look at the doll Qiang who was out of the crowd.
The doll stubbornly walked up to the camel ding.
"Uncle, the sweep of the Yau Ma Tei yard is Lei Luo's ghost, I'm worried."
"Smack!"
Before the doll could finish speaking, Camel Ding slapped him in the face with a backhand.
"You're worried? What are you worried about? Are you when I am dead? Didn't hear what I told you yesterday? ”
"Nope."
The doll hung his head strongly.
"I'll settle this account with you later."
Camel Ding snorted coldly, turned his head and smiled apologetically at Lei Luo: "I'm sorry, Inspector Lei." ”
Lei Luo froze, and his eyes motioned for the agent next to him to put away the gun.
"Uncle is polite."
"Then let's go to the guild hall and talk."
Camel Ding stretched out his hand and led the four of Lei Luo towards the hall.
The doll stood in place with a calm face, looking at the camel in front of him.
At this time, Camel Ding was full of smiles, without the angry look just now: "Inspector Lei, I like the tea you gave me!" ”
"If my uncle likes it, I will send it every day."
"Haha."
Camel Ding laughed heartily.
Doll Qiang's eyes stared at the two who were talking and laughing, and the resentment on his face flashed.
Camel Ding glanced back at him:
"Not yet?"
The doll covered his face and followed, and when he left, he made a look at a few people beside him.
The green smoke is filled, solemn and solemn.
The camel was covered with three incense sticks, sat on the main seat, and the handsome flag of the commander of the three armies was inserted on the incense case behind him.
"Inspector Lei, sit!"
"Please!"
Lei Luo smiled and sat down.
Camel Ding looked at the doll with stern eyes:
"Get down on my knees!"
The doll stood up, but did not kneel down according to his words, and looked at the camel Ding uncharacteristically.
"Uncle, what did I do wrong? Why should I kneel? ”
"You know what you've done yourself! If it weren't for the mess you made in Tsim Sha Tsui and the matter was big, how could the Yau Ma Tei yard be swept away? Now that Inspector Lei has come in and asked me to hand it over, will you teach me how to do it? ”
"What is my uncle going to do?"
Doll Qiang's face was surprisingly calm, and he didn't forget to glance at Lei Luo.
Seeing that Doll Qiang seemed to have no fear, Lei Luo smiled on his face, and a feeling of uneasiness suddenly lingered in his heart, and it became more and more intense.
"How dare you talk to me like that?"
Camel Ding's face was pale, and he habitually raised his palm and threw it at the doll's cheek.
One hand gripped the camel's wrist tightly.
"Old thing, occupy the pit and don't, I'm the one who does things! Calling you uncle to give you face, I really take myself seriously! ”
A fierce look flashed on Doll Qiang's face, his right hand touched his waist, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the head of the camel Ding.
With a bang, the blood instantly burst and splattered!
Lei Luo's face changed, he reached out and took out the matching gun from his waist, and before he could raise it, the doll Qiang had already turned the muzzle of the gun, and the spitting tongue of fire filled Lei Luo's vision in an instant.
(End of chapter)