Hong Kong Comprehensive: Who said that those who practice martial arts have no money?

Chapter 207 Flustered, cannon fodder

Chen Shou stared blankly at the young man in front of him, with a look of confusion and disbelief on his face. He subconsciously grabbed the young man's shoulders with both hands, and the body temperature drained away rapidly as the blood on his neck surged.

"Brother Shou!"

The sudden change made Zhou Weifeng stunned for a moment.

At this time, the young man in front of him raised his head.

"you!"

Regardless of the blood on his face, the other party's cold eyes made Zhou Weifeng wake up immediately.

Almost relying on the instinct of fighting for many years, Zhou Weifeng stepped back and quickly took out the pistol from his waist with his right hand.

The sound of bullets being loaded sounded.

Zhou Weifeng raised his gun and raised it in one go. In front of him was Chen Shou who stumbled and was pushed by the young man, and suddenly hit the muzzle of his gun.

His expression changed, and he didn't even care about the so-called Brother Shou in a life-and-death crisis. Without thinking, he stretched out his left hand and pushed Chen Shou away, while at the same time pulling the trigger with his right finger.

"boom!"

The bullet was empty.

When Zhou Weifeng pushed Chen Shou away, the young man had already followed the direction where Chen Shou fell to the ground and came to Zhou Weifeng's side.

Followed by an upward movement of the right hand.

Between the electric light and flint, a silver light was like a poisonous snake with exposed fangs, biting Zhou Weifeng's right wrist holding the gun!

Blood splatters!

Zhou Weifeng was in pain, his hand stiffened, and the pistol fell to the ground.

This knife directly cut off his hand tendon.

Zhou Weifeng staggered back, and the young man stepped forward, already in front of him, and stabbed him head-on with the dagger in his hand!

"Pfft!"

The daggers were held backwards with both hands and stabbed into Zhou Weifeng's neck and waist one after another. The splattered blood stained his hands red.

The young man drew his knife and turned around, swiping the dagger in his right hand across the opponent's neck and slicing it open.

Without even looking at Zhou Weifeng who fell to the ground, he walked up to Chen Shou.

At this time, Chen Shou's eyes had lost their sparkle, and the blood flowing from his neck covered the ground.

After confirming that Chen Shou was dead, the young man put away the dagger and left the teahouse expressionlessly.

It was only then that the tea-drinking guests seemed to realize that the pot exploded immediately, screaming and rushing outside. The whole teahouse was in chaos.

"Okay, no problem, no problem."

"Detective Lei, don't worry, I will definitely be there tonight."

"Okay, okay, that's it. I still have something to do at the police station. I'll hang up now and we'll talk to you tonight."

Until a blind tone came from the other end of the phone, Liu Changquan exhaled and the smile on his face faded.

How could he be in the mood to go to Tsim Sha Tsui to attend the promotion banquet organized by Lei Luo today, but now that Lei Luo had hooked up with Sir Zhou and was in charge of Tsim Sha Tsui, a big oily area, he had to give him face even if he didn't want to.

Putting down the receiver, Liu Changquan massaged his eyebrows and said with a headache:

"No clue?"

The plainclothes man opposite him replied:

"No, I have searched everywhere I can. No one is alive or dead, and no body is found. It seems that A Shen is really missing."

"You said A Shen left the police station, played at Da Biao's gambling stall for half an hour, and then left."

"Well, it's the gambling stall managed by Bad Boy Ming on the main street. But today the gambling stall has been closed. Bad Boy Ming also took his gangsters to Shek Tong Tsui and took refuge with Ma Shihao."

Liu Changquan thought for a while:

"You go to Shek Tong Tsui and bring this bad guy Ming over for questioning."

"Sir Liu, how can these bad guys have the courage?"

"There's no clue."

Liu Changquan frowned.

The plainclothes man said no more, stood up and left. Boom, boom, boom!

Liu Changquan was still thinking about things when there was a knock on the door and a man in military uniform ran in quickly.

"Sir Liu, there was a murder on Des Voeux Road West, and a gun was fired."

"Who is so bold as to use a firearm near a police station?"

Liu Changquan stood up with an ugly expression.

Isn't this an obvious attempt to embarrass him?

After causing such a big scene, it didn't take much thought to know that he would inevitably be reprimanded by his superiors.

Liu Changquan walked out and said:

"How many people died?"

Military uniform followed Liu Chang's body.

"Two. I heard from the waiter at the teahouse that the murderer was a young man who looked to be in his thirties."

"You mean the crime took place in a teahouse?"

"Xingyu Teahouse."

Liu Changquan paused and quickened his pace.

The west and east side of Des Voeux Road connects the Triangle Pier area, passes through Sheung Wan, Sai Ying Pun, and Sai Wan Police Station, and ends at the Whitby Street area.

The crime occurred at the Xingyu Teahouse on the same street as the police station.

Somehow, when he heard that the murder occurred at the Xingyu Teahouse, Liu Changquan suddenly felt flustered for no reason, because it was at this teahouse that he had just met Chen Shou.

When Liu Changquan led the team to the tea house, the door was dark and crowded with onlookers, and the chatter was noisy.

"Stop watching, Sir is handling the case, he's leaving, he's leaving."

Five or six soldiers in uniform quickly stepped forward to disperse the crowd of onlookers.

Liu Changquan frowned and walked into the teahouse. At a glance, he saw two corpses lying on the ground, covered in blood.

A plainclothes man walked up to him.

"Sir Liu."

"Who is the deceased?"

While asking questions, Liu Changquan had already stepped forward.

The two dead men fell in a pool of blood, their eyes protruded and their necks were cut open.

When I saw the appearance of the two people.

Liu Changquan's eyes widened suddenly, and he immediately recognized that the two dead people in front of him were Chen Shou, who had just invited him to drink tea, and Ma Zai, who was following Chen Shou.

The plainclothes man standing next to him said:

"One of the deceased was named Chen Shou, and the other was named Zhou Weifeng, a man from Lien Gong Le. The assailant was a young man holding a knife in both hands. The waiter at the teahouse said that Zhou Weifeng fired a shot, but no trace of injury to the third person was found at the scene. That shot The knife hand should not have been hit. Except for the fatal wound on the neck and the stab wound on the waist, the two of them had no unnecessary wounds. It looked like it was not an ordinary vendetta, but more like the work of a killer."

But Liu Changquan acted as if he hadn't heard anything and didn't listen to a word.

He has been an errand for most of his life, collecting fees, making money, and running around. He is very good at it, but he is not a fool after all, and he has handled many cases.

In his impression, the clubs in Sai Ying Pun didn't have the guts to take the initiative to find trouble for their errands, let alone for a visit.

Although Ah Shen likes to go to those gambling stalls to play in the autumn wind, she has always been very measured.

Perhaps out of intuition or inner uneasiness, Liu Changquan always felt that Chen Shou's death and A Shen's disappearance were related.

If it was just a single thing, Liu Changquan might not think so much.

But A Shen disappeared last night, and today Chen Shougang was killed before leaving the teahouse after asking him to meet. The two things happened one after another. How could such a coincidence happen?

He recalled the harsh words Wu Shihao said to A Shen in the interrogation room yesterday.

And the cold look that Li An glanced at him before leaving.

"Liu Changquan, you are still working as cannon fodder at your age. You must have a future as a detective."

These words, which he didn't care about at the time, made Liu Changquan's heart tremble for no reason when he thought about it now.

(End of this chapter)