The Infernal Affairs of Hong Kong

Chapter 765 The Whole Story

Watching Zhou Yu walk out, the atmosphere in the monitoring room was a bit strange, YT stepped forward.

He smiled and said, "Miss Ruan Wen, don't worry about such things, Xiangjiang is a place for evidence, don't worry."

The implication is that even if you are really a painter, as long as the police have no evidence, they still have nothing to do with you.

Ruan Wen snorted coldly: "What do I care about, do I need to be a criminal with my income?"

"That's that."

"On the contrary, if I want to sue this superintendent for insulting my right of reputation, is there anything you can do?"

"This." YT was speechless, his artistic mind was a bit seriously ill, and he wanted to sue Zhou Yu?

He said with a dry smile, "Miss Ruan Wen, it's okay for you to cooperate with the police in handling the case here, but these guarantors are a bit troublesome in this place. If you sue, you can't say that you were insulted in the police monitoring room, right? They can't testify in court."

"Forget it, continue to listen to the interrogation." Ruan Wen's expression became colder, and he tried his best to suppress the depression in his heart, and asked, "What if he repents?"

YT thought for a while and said: "Probably not. Sir Zhou's reputation among the citizens has always been good. I haven't heard of any bullying. There is no reason to embarrass you. Besides, isn't there a Jazz around?"

Sir Luo nodded: "The matter is actually very clear. The logic of Mr. Li Wen's statement is self-consistent, and the police actually think there is no problem, but they are only entangled in the painter's appearance. Ask again, nothing has changed, so let them go. "

"Yes, as long as Mr. Li Wen does not change his confession, I believe he can go out immediately. You are waiting patiently." KT said.

Ruan Wen nodded: "I hope as soon as possible, I still have a lot of things to do."

In the big interrogation room, the air-conditioning was quite high.

"Sir Zhou."

He Weilan and Sheriff Wang stood up to say hello when they saw Zhou Yu coming, with respectful faces, and He Weilan gave up their seats.

"You still interrogate, I will listen." Zhou Yu pulled up a chair and sat aside.

"Yes." He Weilan pursed her lips and sat down: "This is Sir Zhou from our criminal department, please repeat what you just said."

Li Wen, who was behind the big table opposite, had been sizing up Zhou Yu since he came in, with the same sad expression on his face, and looked away after hearing this.

"I've said it already, why should I say it again?"

"Just say what you want, do you want to go out?" He Weilan's tone was not kind, although she was a girl, she was very dignified.

Li Wen gave him a pitiful look, lowered his head slightly and began to talk.

"In 85, I pursued art abroad and aspired to become a world-famous painter. Nguyen Van is my neighbor"

"At that time, she was also a fledgling painter, but her works were quickly appreciated by others, and then a brokerage company approached her."

"Her paintings began to be exhibited and became more and more famous. Ten years later, she became famous, but I was still unknown."

"Every famous painter must have his own unique painting method and understanding, but when I command to imitate other people's famous works, I will only copy other people's painting methods."

"My paintings are ridiculed as rubbish, and they are ridiculed as rubbish that can only be imitated. This is also the case. Even if they are exhibited together with her art exhibition, my paintings are the only ones that cannot be sold. I know, I really do. Without talent, I'm a piece of shit, a complete piece of shit."

"However, on that day, at the last moment of the exhibition, I met the painter."

"His comment on me is to the point, he can only imitate, he doesn't know how to create."

"He was a very charismatic man, wise and generous."

"He took a fancy to my imitation skills, said that I was an unparalleled genius, told me that his family had made counterfeit banknotes for three generations, and asked me to help him draw US dollars."

"I agreed. After all, I am a useless person. Once the door of art is closed, what else can I do? The next day, I left Nguyen Van and boarded the plane to go abroad with the painter."

"There are four other people on the plane, all of whom are subordinates of the painter. Uncle Xin and I are in charge of making counterfeit banknotes, sister Lin Lihuahua is in charge of transportation, and Shen Sihai and Wang Bo are in charge of safety."

"Wait, why is there this Uncle Xin, and the painter still wants to find you?" Zhou Yu asked out, the core members of the team must be as few as possible.

Li Wen raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Yu: "Because the lines of US dollars are extremely fine, if they are close enough, they will be easily spotted. The painter's requirements are very high, and he must make the taste of the original US dollars. Uncle Xin is getting old, and the details are not enough. It suits him."

It makes sense, Zhou Yu nodded: "You continue."

Li Wen continued: "Then we found a venue, and everything started from zero. We found a gravure printing machine in a closed banknote printing factory in Northern Europe, which solved the moiré problem."

"We found special paper for printing banknotes in a printing company in South America, which solved the problem of paper feel."

"The next step is the color-changing ink. Because it is controlled by the governments of various countries, the painter took us to grab it, so there was the shootout on the Canadian highway on February [-] two years ago."

Li Wen paused at this point, and his expression became a little terrified: "That was the first time I saw the cruelty of a painter. We could have grabbed the ink and left, but he shot him because of the guards. , he turned around and dropped bombs and fired again, killing all seven guards."

"Anyone who offends him will be killed, that's a lunatic!" Li Wen looked excited.

"Then why don't you leave?" Zhou Yu asked.

Li Wen said with a serious face: "I want to leave, but he refuses, he said I must help him finish, or he will kill me, and not only kill me, he will kill Ruan Wen, I There's no way, I'm afraid."

"You still love Ruan Wen?" Zhou Yu nodded.

"Yes." Li Wen admitted frankly: "The painter told me that as long as I have money, no woman can get it. If I leave now, I will be a waste and a poor ghost for the rest of my life.

As long as I have money, I can buy all of Ruan Wen's paintings and let her know how much I love her. Only in this way can I stand in front of her confidently and no longer be a loser. "

"I have grabbed the color-changing ink, everything is ready, and I can print money, and then?" Zhou Yu continued to ask.

Li Wen nodded: "We successfully printed the first batch of banknotes, which are very perfect, no different from real US dollars, because all the raw materials are for printing real US dollars, and what we print are the original US dollars!"

When Li Wen said that his aura had improved here, he was obviously very proud, and then fell back.

"The next step is to ship the goods. The painter also found the contacts left by his father and planned to sell the goods. He contacted Marin, a drug dealer in the Golden Triangle, and Marin sent people to Tuen Mun. moon."

"That was the first time I met Xiuqing. Drug dealers are also afraid of receiving counterfeit money. She is Marin's banknote expert."

"Later, we went to the Golden Triangle, but when I got there, I found out that it was just a revenge trip for the painter. He had a grudge against the general there, and he designed everything, followed by massacre of the village."

"He doesn't even spare children and women, he really has no humanity at all!"

Li Wen's expression became terrified again, and he lasted for a while before he said: "I don't know if it's her fate, Xiuqing is not dead, and the artist wants to kill him. I begged hard, and finally, the artist agreed to keep her. But to do things for our team, Xiuqing agreed."

"Later, this batch of US dollars was sold to someone else, and our color-changing ink was used up. I didn't want to accompany him to kill and rob, so I told him to do research on my own."

Li Wen raised his head and said: "We succeeded. We found that there was a brand of car that uses color-changing paint. Afterwards, we developed the real formula, and we no longer need to kill people."

"The artist bought a resort hotel in Thailand and gave it to me as a reward, allowing me to put all the paintings of Nguyen Van I bought in it, so that I can enjoy it slowly."

"We have a lot of dollars, but Uncle Xin lost control once and used the dollars we produced ourselves, which was discovered by the painter."

"Painters have a rule that their own people are never allowed to use the counterfeit banknotes they made, not even once. Uncle Xin begged hard, but the painter didn't miss the past at all, directly killed him, and then set fire to our own venue. "

"This is the cause of the arson and murder at the Tuen Mun dyeing factory on September [-] last year."

"Then, a few hours later, at the Tsim Sha Tsui Hotel, the painter took us to the transaction, which was actually a killing."

Li Wen pursed his lips: "The party who made the deal was Li Yongzhe, an undercover agent of the Canadian police. It turned out that the painter had already seen it. He knew that I was cowardly and had been refusing to kill anyone. He made the deal just to let me kill him, but... I dare not."

Li Wen twitched in fear, crying a bit: "I dare not take the gun in the box, I really dare not, but Li Yongzhe realized something was wrong, so he got up to grab the gun, the artist fired three shots in a row and beat him Dead, he fell on my body, woo woo woo."

"Continue." Zhou Yu looked indifferent.

"The painter scolded me. I thought I would get away with it, but I didn't!" Li Wen sniffled, "The painter opened the bedroom door of the hotel room, and Ruan Wen and her were lying on the bed inside." Husband, the painter tied them here."

"He put a gun to my head and said 'Don't you want to be with her? Kill him, kill him and you can be with her.'"

"I still dare not"

"At this moment, the painter suddenly shot and shot directly at the bed. My brain became hot and I raised my gun to kill the painter, but I couldn't shoot at all. The painter smiled and pointed the gun at my head. Say 'I've helped you so much, but you want to kill me? You don't even dare to kill an outsider, do you dare to kill me? Come and shoot.'”

"I really dare not, it turns out that I really don't have the courage to shoot."

"At that moment, Xiuqing helped me. She was probably grateful that I helped her in the Golden Triangle. She rushed out without hesitation, stabbed Sister Hua to death, snatched her gun, and attacked the other subordinates from behind."

"All were killed, even the painter was shot. At that time, we were afraid that the police would find us, so we ran away in a hurry."

"Xiuqing and I ran away to Thailand and returned to the resort hotel."

"That's when I realized that Xiuqing had already fallen in love with me."

"The two of us have a lot of money, and we planned to spend the rest of our lives like this, until a few days later, I found the newspaper that Xiuqing had hidden."

"The painter is not dead!"

Li Wen's expression became horrified: "That way he didn't die. I saw him shot and fell to the ground with my own eyes. He didn't die, but Uncle Xin's family of five were all killed in Macau!"

"That's a devil! He won't spare four little girls!"

"I immediately thought of Ruan Wen. Ruan Wen is still alive, so the painter will definitely not let her go. The newspaper said that Ruan Wen invited friends from all walks of life to attend his husband's memorial service in a few days. The painter will definitely show up and kill her. I'm going to Xiangjiang."

"Xiuqing disagrees and doesn't want me to go."

"But I couldn't do it. I didn't realize until that moment that I couldn't let go of Ruan Wen. I still love her."

"I went to buy a ticket. At the ticket office, I met the Thai police who came to arrest me."

"They came out with a roll of counterfeit money that we used to make and I don't know why it was there, but I soon found out, it was across the street."

"Painter, just stand there!"

"He was holding a painting album with photos of Nguyen Van, waving and smiling at me."

"I complained to the Thai police that it was not my thing at all, but they didn't listen to a word because they said they checked the US dollars I carried with me and they were all counterfeit."

"Impossible! How can I bring counterfeit bills! They are all real US dollars!"

"I argued again and again, and even asked me to touch it myself, but they said that they confirmed that none of them were real, and all of them were counterfeit."

"I'm heartbroken. I understand. It was the painter who made the move. He bribed the Thai police and exchanged all the real banknotes, all of which were of course fake."

"I was caught in a prison in Thailand and locked up for a while. I didn't know what happened during the period, until I was brought back to Xiangjiang by you."

"That's the whole process."

Li Wen raised his head sincerely and looked at Zhou Yu. He knew that it was this newcomer who decided everything now.

listening room.

KT breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at Ruan Wen and said, "Miss Ruan, they are basically the same, there is no problem, I believe they will be able to go out soon."

Now Li Wen's confession again is very stable, there is no problem with the whole logic, YT is also full of confidence, Zhou Yu can't find any problems to delay.

Ruan Wen hummed lightly: "It's been a long time, it's getting dark, I still have something to do, please urge him to hurry up."

"Okay." YT said a few words to Director He.

Director He squinted at him, what joke are you talking about, urging Zhou Yu?Is that what he can urge?

The justice of the peace coughed: "Sir, let's urge you. If you have nothing to do, let's end it quickly. I will make an appointment with the judge to play cards later. It takes time to ask questions, and it takes time to drive there. You have to save some time for your bail process." time."

"That's okay." Director He couldn't refuse, smiled, and waved to the men beside him: "Go, buy a cup of milk tea. I heard that Sir Zhou likes to drink mandarin ducks. Buy it and bring it to me first."

"Yes."

"hurry up."

"Yes."

If you don't take something, how can you be ashamed to remind him? Director He has his own way of survival.

(End of this chapter)