The Infernal Affairs of Hong Kong

Chapter 763 Painter (seeking subscription please monthly ticket)
With Zhou Yu's call, Wu Zhihui quickly entered the police training, and he really shined, reaching the pinnacle of his life.

Then he quickly received a promotion order and was transferred to the EU car as the team driver.

The newcomer had to make arrangements for the train schedule. Looking at it from above, he just happened to be given an impromptu task-to pick up the prisoners.

"Zhihui, you cooperate with the serious crime team and go to the airport to pick up a prisoner." The inspector of the EU team said to him.

"Yes, sir." Wu Zhihui saluted, then asked with a smile, "Sir, is there any danger?"

The inspector chuckled: "There is an arrangement from the serious crime team, and it's not just you. Two motorcycles clear the way. There are probably other teams escorting the serious crime team. Generally, there is no problem."

"That's good, I'm afraid that some bandits will rob prisoners or something."

"If you think too much, there are so many robbers. If you do more, you will become proficient. Don't be afraid."

"Yes, sir."

Wu Zhihui took the task and went to the airport. Sure enough, the journey was safe and sound, and he brought a male prisoner from Thailand back to the police station very smoothly.

Relaxed and comfortable, thank you.

This prisoner, on the other hand, looks honest and honest. I don’t know what crime he has committed. The serious crime team is so mobilized, he is still a transnational prisoner, tsk tsk
Serious Cases Team.

Li Wen, a seemingly honest prisoner, was pushed to sit on the stool by Sheriff Wang sir.

"On February [-], two years ago, seven guards of the Central Bank were killed on the Canadian Highway."

"In June of the same year, dozens of members of the Golden Triangle drug dealer Ma Lin's group were killed and the entire village was massacred."

"On September [-] last year, the Tuen Mun dyeing factory was set on fire and murdered."

"A few hours later, at the Tsim Sha Tsui Hotel, Canadian policeman Li Yongzhe and art dealer Lovin were killed."

"These murders are all related to the same counterfeit banknote group. Its members included Wu Xin and Lin Lihua from Hong Kong, Shen Sihai and Wang Bo from Vietnam. They were all killed in the hotel."

"The remaining two are still alive, one is you, and the other is your boss, Code Painter."

"His identity is unknown, and there is no information about him in any country in the world."

"Do you know why there is no information about him? Because he is clean, and if there is any suspicion, he will kill people."

Wang sir focused on the desktop in front of Li Wen, stared at him and said, "If you let him know that you are here, what will happen to you? You may not even be able to go to court, so tell me, who is he?"

"How do you know he doesn't know?" Li Wen asked suddenly, as if thinking of something frightening, his expression became panicked. : "Maybe he already knows, maybe he's already on his way, maybe he's already downstairs at this moment."

"So what?" Inspector He Weilan, who was diagonally opposite, raised his head.

Female, short hair, dressed like a fake boy.

"Then we're all going to die, he's elusive, he's inhuman." Li Wen trembled in fear, his eyes began to become dazed, and his expression panicked:

"I will definitely die, the painter will not let me go, you will die too, because you have seen me, the painter does not know if I have told him information, he wants to continue to be an invisible person, the best way is to kill Kill everyone, kill me, kill all of you, kill everyone who has heard of this room!"

"Hey." He Weilan laughed, this is in Xiangjiang, you should be in the Golden Triangle.

"Don't you believe it? Don't you believe it? He will come, he will definitely come." Li Wen was insane, his body was shaking all the time.

"Hey, don't act there, tell me who the painter is?" the sheriff shouted.

"We're all going to die."

"Speak human." Wang sir knocked on the table dissatisfied.

"The painter is coming, I can't say, I can't say." Li Wen murmured softly.

Madam He thought for a while and waved his hand: "Press down and close it first."

"No interrogation?" Wang sir objected.

"Panic, how can I interrogate like this? I will get used to it after two days of detention."

Why does madam have her own ideas? This kind of person has been around ruthless painters for a long time. He is used to seeing painters kill people, so it is normal to be afraid of painters.

Painters are indeed mysterious.

But now that people have it in their hands, they can always dig it out, and it can take two days.

"Okay." The sheriff led the people down.

Two days later, not long after the reinterrogation, someone knocked on the door.

Madam He took a look and walked out: "Dad, what's wrong?"

"Someone came to bail Li to ask." Director He took her to the meeting room, and introduced to a middle-aged man: "Barrister YT, hello, YT, do you want to make such a big move?"

YT is serious: "Today, I represent my client, Ms. Ruan Wen, to release Mr. Li Wen on bail. This is the procedure."

Sitting at the corner of the table was a woman in black, wearing a pair of large sunglasses, with a haughty and indifferent expression.

Director He looked at the file folder and smiled: "Wow, the bosses of several multinational corporations have your big appearance, and a justice of the peace is involved. Those who don't know think he is your son, so much face?"

YT smiled: "Miss Ruan Wen is a national treasure painter, of course she has to give her face, and Mr. Li Wen is her friend."

"Mr. Li Wen. He is a suspect in several murder cases. He is not released on bail if you want to." Director He is still tough.

Everyone just fell into their pockets, and they didn't fart a single fart, how could they just let it go like this.

YT chuckled, and took out a file and held it in his hand: "I've been to the government laboratory, your so-called Mr. Li Wen's fingerprints at the scene of the hotel crime, and the saliva on the dinner plate a few months ago are simply fraudulent. , it should have just been put up in the past two days, right?"

"Whether it's true or not, it doesn't matter what you say, it's up to the court to decide." Director He said.

Ruan Wen said coldly: "I'm not here to listen to your quarrel. If you can't help it, just find a way, or I will use my own way."

It doesn't matter to Director He that Ruan Wen acted tough, but things have to be done, and face has to be given. With so many big people, the relationship still needs to be established.

"There is a way. He is just a small person. As long as you can make him speak up and confess the artist, I will let him go." Director He raised his head towards Ruan Wen.

YT lowered his head and said, "Miss Ruan, the police also want to save face, can you make him speak up?"

Ruan Wen paused, nodded: "Then I'll try."

Everyone is happy, and the interrogation will continue immediately.

Seeing that Ruan Wen changed his temper, Li Wen began to speak.

three hours later.

Li Wen has almost explained the ins and outs, from how the money laundering group was established, how to recruit people, how to buy equipment, and how to ship the goods in the end, everything was clearly explained.

Both parties were quite satisfied, and to the police, the mysterious painter had finally surfaced.

The family has made counterfeit banknotes for three generations. According to Li Wen, the painter's real name is Wu Fusheng.

Now that all the information is in hand, there is still one step missing, the portrait used to be wanted.

Wang sir operated the portrait puzzle on the computer, looking for various types of eyebrows and lips to stick to the face shape.

"You can tell which part looks like it. You can make counterfeit banknotes, but don't tell me you can't even spell out the facial features."

"It can be spelled out." Li Wen nodded, cooperating to say what he thinks it looks like.

Half an hour later, a portrait of a human face was spelled out.

"Are you sure it's him?" Wang sir asked.

Li Wen nodded: "Sure, very similar."

Wang sir had a strange expression, and cast the portrait on the big screen: "Who do you see?"

When the other people in the office saw the portrait, their expressions became strange.

Isn't Wu Zhihui the one riding the horse?

Three days ago, they really didn't know such a little guy in the EU car, but now this is a big celebrity who helped Sir Zhou, and it's hot right now.

Li Wen talked about feelings for three hours, how about playing with them?
Fortunately, I recognized it, otherwise I would have been deceived.

Son of a bitch.

Several people looked at Li Wen with unfriendly eyes.

Li Wen felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong. The story was very logical. Why did the policemen look so strange?
Although he temporarily made up the appearance of a painter, this person is real, that is, the driver policeman who brought him back from the airport three days ago.

Based on his knowledge of Xiangjiang's police ranks, this man is a driver and belongs to the EU patrol team. The person who came to pick him up is from the serious crime team, so he shouldn't be able to recognize him.

Just wait a day and let him go out on bail, and he will arrive in the Philippines tomorrow.

"Are you sure it's him?" Madam He pulled her face.

Li Wen didn't know where the problem was, but still nodded: "It's him, he is the painter."

"He's your mother!" He Weilan swears directly, stands up and leans on the table to look down at him: "You think we're easy to cheat, right?"

"I didn't lie to you, he is a painter." Li asked with a sincere face.

"Hehe." He Weilan smiled, "Alright, sir, call up Wu Zhihui's file and show him the photos."

"Okay." Wang sir smiled, and searched the archives, and Wu Zhihui's photo appeared on the projection screen.

Li Wen's complexion stretched, and he really knew each other.

As soon as he changed his mind, he immediately widened his eyes and said in horror: "Yes, it is him, he is the painter!"

"He hasn't been out of Xiangjiang for 20 years." He Weilan looked unhappy.

"No, it's impossible. He's a painter. How could he be like this?" Li Wen's expression was a little flustered, and he quickly raised his head with understanding: "I won't lie to you, why should I lie to you, he is painter."

"You still pretend it's like this?" He Weilan sneered.

On the other side, the listening room.

Barrister YT frowned and said, "Is there a possibility that the painter looks like this? The world is so big, it's normal to have people with similar looks."

"What a coincidence?" Director He smiled without saying a word.

"Are the police making excuses and deliberately not letting him go?" Ruan Wen's tone was somewhat dissatisfied.

Director He chuckled and asked back: "Then how do you explain that the portrait of the painter he gave is exactly the same as that of the driver who picked him up three days ago?"

"What's so difficult about it? It's a very simple truth. If he wants to deceive you, can he use other people? Do you need to find someone who you can easily see through? Draw a random person, can a foreigner do it?" Nguyen asked.

Director He was taken aback for a moment, bowed his head in thought, let alone, what this woman said really made sense.

There was really no need for Li Wen to pretend to be a policeman.

"That's right." YT smiled and patted him on the back: "That's the reason, Mr. He, the justices of the peace are waiting, you have to keep your promise, you just let him go."

(End of this chapter)