Chapter 395 Informant (please subscribe for monthly pass)
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Guan Jiahui was stumped, standing beside Zhou Yu, frowning and thinking.

"Go and drive, why are you staring blankly?"

"Huh? Oh"

Guan Jiahui stuck out her tongue, trotted resentfully, first helped Zhou Yu open the car door, smiled and gestured for invitation, waited for Zhou Yu to enter, then closed the car door, and then got into the driver's seat.

The vehicle drives out.

"Where to go next?" she asked.

"Go to Tsim Sha Tsui."

Zhou Yu lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, flipped through the number, and dialed .
"Shen Xiong, do you know where Jiang Shixiao is?"

"At this point, it should be in the nest. What, you want to find him? Something happened?"

"It's okay, let's drink tea with him."

Zhou Yu hung up the phone, looked out the window and continued to ask: "How is it? Have you thought about it? Where are the things?"

"Something." Guan Jiahui smiled wryly, thinking he had given the answer directly: "I didn't think of it, maybe they found a secret place to hide it."

"At customs."

"customs?!"

Guan Jiahui braked excitedly, isn't this under her nose?

Zhou Yu was very calm and prepared.

Explained to her: "They came in illegally, and there was no buyer. Then there would be no cars when they docked. How to bring a lot of drugs? Why are there only 400 million goods? It's because there are too many to take, so Unless there are only 400 million, otherwise things can only come in at customs.”

"Makes sense, makes sense."

Guan Jiahui nodded again and again, instantly comprehending, sometimes it's just a little bit, and it's clear.

"But there are so many containers at the customs, so you can't find them even if you know about them?"

"They were not allowed to look for them. There is no one in Xiangjiang. You can ask the customs to strictly check the boxes that are about to go out, so that they can't pick up the goods. With this time, we can use it to find people."

"understood."

Guan Jiahui continued to drive on the road with full confidence.

"Then how do you find someone?" She took the time to absorb nutrients.

"Look for an informant, why don't you go to the street to distribute leaflets yourself?"

Guan Jiahui nodded, this is the same as the customs, isn't this case reported by an informant?

"...I have a personal question for you."

"Ask, answer or not depends on my mood."

"Why don't you learn to drive?"

Guan Jiahui is really curious about this point, a big man, a policeman, or the chief inspector, can't drive?
"Why do you need to learn to drive? Just go out and find a driver." Zhou Yu chuckled.

Well, the driver, it's her.

This teacher seems a little annoying.

Guan Jiahui stepped up the gas pedal a little bit, and let it go smoothly.

The car drove to the hometown of Jinxing in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Zhou Yu got out of the car and walked in. From his view, the first floor that had been damaged by the bombing had been refurbished and looked even better than before.

After all, now that Jinxing is rich, his style is different, even the younger brother standing at the door is arrogant.

"Hey, who are you?" The younger brother saw that the visitor rushed in without hesitation, which was okay, and the three immediately surrounded him.

"I'm looking for Jiang Shixiao, call him for me." Zhou Yu didn't have time to talk nonsense to them.

Little Huangmao smiled at the people around him: "Wow, what a big tone, Jiang Shixiao, is Brother Xiao's name called by you? Ah?!"

"Jiang Shixiao, Jiang Shixiao, Jiang Shixiao." Zhou Yu smiled at him, and when the little yellow hair was furious and was about to smash it with a stick, he slowly took out his ID and shook it: "You have a try?"

"Fuck! Smelly policeman." Xiao Huangmao cursed secretly, tightened his hand, but let it go.

Nine out of ten people who dare to come to the door are stubborn.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

"Call him out."

"Brother Xiao is not here." Little Huang Mao refused without thinking.

"Call him."

"Why do I have Brother Xiao's number?"

This seems to make sense, Zhou Yu smiled: "20 minutes, I don't care where Jiang Shixiao is, find him and let him appear."

"Hey." Xiao Huangmao shook his head disdainfully.

"I'm doing it for your own good, otherwise you will have to be sent to the hospital by your boss himself tonight."

Zhou Yu smiled lightly, turned around and went out: "I'll wait for him at the tea restaurant opposite."

"Is Jiang Shixiao a gangster boss?" Guan Jiahui didn't quite understand this.

"Well, Jinxing's boss."

Zhou Yu walked into the tea restaurant and glanced at the signboard: "Egg noodles, pineapple oil, stockings, and two more fish balls, she pays."

"... How much is a meal of egg noodles?" Guan Jiahui tried to force a smile at the boss.

To be honest, with her appearance, she has never received such treatment in her life.

However, after paying the money, she still had to sit down without a trace of dissatisfaction.

"Will a mafia boss obediently listen to you? Or 20 minutes?" Guan Jiahui couldn't understand this kind of relationship.

Zhou Yu tutted and shook her head: "If it was before, I'm sure, but now, alas, it's too late."

He took out his certificate and looked at it. He was the chief inspector, and he was promoted.

But this position shows that it belongs to the Flying Tigers, and it seems that it does not have as much deterrent effect on young and Dangerous as O Ji.

"Anyway, waiting is waiting, mainly for eating." Zhou Yu began to enjoy free fish eggs.

Ready made, coming right away.

"No, it's incense if it's free."

"."

In 20 minutes, Jiang Shixiao arrived.

"Sir Zhou, do you have my phone number? Why don't you just call me and ask your brothers to call me, they don't know you."

Jiang Shixiao walked into the store with a familiar faint smile, without taking anyone with him.

"Sit down. If you don't know each other, you can get to know each other. If you come out to mess around, you can have no brains, but how can you do without eyes?" Zhou Yu continued to make noodles without raising his head.

Jiang Shixiao smiled and nodded to Guan Jiahui.

This made Guan Jiahui a little confused, not knowing whether to nod or what to do.

Can the police get in touch with gangsters?
"Milk tea, thank you."

Jiang Shixiao bowed down to the shop owner, turned around and said, "I haven't seen you for a while, congratulations on your promotion."

Zhou Yu finished drying the noodles, took a sip of milk tea, then looked at him and said, "I'm promoted, and you should be the happiest."

"No way." Jiang Shixiao chuckled.

Both of them knew it in their hearts, without saying a word.

"I really have something to do with you today." Zhou Yu didn't gossip, and went straight to the point: "Have you bought any goods from outside recently?"

Jiang Shixiao pondered intently, wanted to return to his thoughts, and said unambiguously: "Sir Zhou, I do legitimate business and have a lot of contacts. What kind of goods are you talking about?"

Zhou Yu waved his hand and frowned: "I'm not here to trouble you, I just want to make sure that you didn't import a lot of goods from outside."

Jiang Shixiao looked at Zhou Yu expressionlessly, then shook his head: "No."

Zhou Yu nodded: "Actually, I don't think it's you either. You're producing the poison yourself, so there's no need to come in from the outside. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to you."

Jiang Shixiao narrowed his pupils slightly: "What do you want to say?"

"I caught a clue. Someone brought in a large amount of drugs from abroad. I'm looking for this person."

"not me."

Zhou Yu put three portraits in front of him: "International drug dealers appeared in Mong Kok, and now they are hiding. Help me find these people."

Jiang Shixiao looked at the portrait, tapped his finger on the table, and nodded after only a brief consideration: "Okay, I'll help you find it."

"Thanks, I'll treat you to milk tea." Zhou Yu smiled at him.

"The milk tea invited by Sir Zhou is not easy to drink." Jiang Shixiao teased.

"They may complete the transaction at any time, call me if there is any news, as soon as possible."

"Okay."

Zhou Yu stood up, "Ah Hui, pay and leave."

"What money?" Guan Jiahui was stunned for a moment, didn't the money be paid?

Zhou Yu raised his head towards Jiang Shixiao's milk tea and gave you a knowing look.

(End of this chapter)

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