Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 8 Find a Double Copy

the next day.

Wu Zhihui woke up early, stretched and started to wash up.

He slept very soundly last night. He didn't feel anxious at all because of this incident. Instead, he slept soundly.

The slums woke up earlier. Although it was only seven o'clock, the dilapidated streets were already bustling.

Wu Zhihui sat in a breakfast shop facing the street and ordered a bowl of wonton noodles. After a simple breakfast, he picked up a cigarette and wandered around the street.

Chung Kee Aquatic Products Store.

Wu Zhihui looked up at the sign and stepped in.

The business in the store is pretty good right now, there are a lot of people, the owners are probably a husband and wife team, the woman is responsible for reception and checkout, and the man is responsible for handling the products.

The middle-aged boss, wearing an apron, was squatting on the ground handling an eel. He took a small, sharp fish scraper and rinsed it with water, and it was quickly processed.

aside.

Zhang Jingliang kept a low profile among the guests and was standing in front of the fish pond selecting fish.

Wu Zhihui stood beside him casually and fiddled with the fish inside: "Where are the things?"

"Ah."

Zhang Jingliang had already finished it. He took out a kraft paper envelope from his arms, looked around, and handed it to Wu Zhihui sideways: "According to the 5 yuan you said, you won't miss a penny."

"Reliable."

Wu Zhihui bit his cigarette butt and laughed. He squeezed the thickness of the brown paper envelope with his fingers and put it directly into his arms: "Thanks, Uncle Liang."

Zhang Jingliang looked at him: "When will it be done?"

"tonight."

"So fast?"

"I said, once the money is available, things will be settled."

Wu Zhihui reached out and grabbed a fish from the fish pond and held it in his hand. The fish in the morning was extremely lively, flapping its tail in the air:

"Uncle Liang works so fast, so of course I have to be fast too."

"Be careful."

Zhang Jingliang lowered his voice and warned in a low voice: "If it doesn't work, just withdraw. When you come back, I will restore your identity." Then he was afraid that Wu Zhihui would take him seriously: "I believe you can make it happen. Deal with him."

"There are numbers."

Wu Zhihui grabbed the fish and went to the account counter without looking back.

How could he not know that Zhang Jingliang was just talking politely to him. Zhang Jingliang was concerned about his case, otherwise he would not have been able to work all night and get the money early in the morning.

But Wu Zhihui didn't care either.

He had no intention of doing so.

Now that the undercover agent has started to perform the task, if you go back after a long time, you will be ostracized internally. In the police force, you are basically in a state of neither man nor ghost, and you have to prevent retaliation from the society.

Moreover.

Wu Zhihui also didn't like being ordered around by ghost guys, and he didn't even want to bow down in front of ghost guys.

This bowl of rice, he was dishonest.

Wu Zhihui paid the bill, took the fish to the processing area, put down the bag he was carrying, took out cigarettes and gave one to the boss.

"Beautiful boy, wait a moment."

The boss looked at the cigarette in Wu Zhihui's hand, and his attitude became much more enthusiastic. He stretched out his hand in the basin, wiped it casually on his clothes, took the cigarette and pinned it to his ear, and continued to kill fish:
"The fish that just arrived is very fresh. It seems like you are a newbie coming to my place for the first time, isn't it? The food here is pretty good. Many grandparents come to me to buy fish just for the sake of fresh fish."

"You'll know after you buy it and try it."

talking room.

A fish has been processed, packaged and handed to the customer, and then he is ready to help Wu Zhihui process the fish.

"The knife is good."

Wu Zhihui grinned and squatted down at the side: "How can I sell the knife? Sell me one and I will kill it myself."

"what"

The boss was stunned when he heard this.

I have never met such a customer before, but for the sake of the money, I let him go.

At this time, he was also busy helping the customers with fish. The boss ignored him and asked him to choose among the knives, and he became busy again.

Wu Zhihui picked a fish scraper, squatted in front of the whetstone, chewed a cigarette and polished the fish scraper with squinted eyes, concentrating on it.

Soon, the polished fish scraper has a sharp edge, and the newly rising sun shines through the glass on the fish scraper, coating the blade with a golden edge.

Wu Zhihui looked in the fish pond, stretched out his hand to grab the fish he bought, and disembowelled it with skillful and crisp movements, separating the flesh and bones.

After a while, a fish was processed and washed clean with water.

The boss who finished his work had just put on his cigarette. Looking at Wu Zhihui's neat movements, he was a little surprised: "Can't you see, handsome boy, fellow trader? Judging from your level, you have been killing fish for at least two and a half years, right?"

"touched."

Wu Zhihui casually put the killed fish into the basket, washed the knife, wrapped it in toilet paper several times, and put it in his pocket:
"I gave you the fish, boss."

Before going out.Four people happened to come in outside and glanced at Wu Zhihui: "What are you looking at? Are you looking for Bian?" Seeing that Wu Zhihui ignored him and left, they gave it up and walked into the aquatic product store: "Old Zhong, it's time to pay today, you Are you ready?"

I left the aquatic product store and got in the car.

Wu Zhihui took out the brown paper envelope in his pocket, opened it and took a look, and saw that every cent of the money was inside.

Got the first banknote.

Next.

Just take the second copy.

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There is basically no business in the parking lot in the morning.

The market usually starts to get busy in the evening, so the parking attendants usually go there in the afternoon.

at noon.

This point basically means that the hotel has parking needs and it is not very busy.

Everyone was smoking cigarettes and chatting.

"I heard no."

Yelling Ten whispered among the crowd, took out the cigarettes and passed them around: "What happened last night was that there was a mole here."

"Who is it? Do you believe it?"

Everyone was so bored that they started chatting away from other things that had nothing to do with them.

"I've heard people say that Luan Qianhua, a busybody, has been in contact with people from Jie Ba recently."

Yelling Ten's eyes flashed, and he mentioned it seemingly casually: "He went to the gambling stall of Zhiba and lost a lot of money. He also borrowed money from them. I heard that he owed a lot of money."

There weren't many things going on in the parking lot during the day. It didn't take long for the shouting of Ten to spread in the parking lot, and everyone was talking about it.

The story spread from person to person, and the rumors became more and more mysterious. By the evening, Luan Guhua had already owed 10 yuan at Marble [-]'s casino.

Da Lao Fa had just arranged for an informant to come to the parking lot. When he heard about such a situation, he immediately passed the news to Da Lao Fa.

"The Yan family shovel, do you owe so much?"

The boss furrowed his brows and said, "How dare you borrow so much from a valet guy who likes to look at other people's faces? What are you going to give back?"

He thought for a while and said to Ma Zai: "Make an appointment with Zhu Ba and go play mahjong with him in the evening."

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evening.

Wu Zhihui appeared at the door of the boss's home.

"come in."

Jenny had just finished taking a shower and was standing at the door in her pajamas. She reached out and pulled Wu Zhihui in: "Ah Fa went out to play cards with Jie Ba."

She closed the door, closed the curtains, crossed her legs and sat on Wu Zhihui's lap: "Do you have any clues? How is the investigation going?"

"Can't find out."

Wu Zhihui sighed and shook his head: "I came to you because I want you to help me."

"What are you doing for me?"

"Run away."

Wu Zhihui got straight to the point: "There's still one day left and I don't have a clue. I'm definitely dead."

"Give me 2 yuan for traveling expenses. I will leave tonight. You don't want to watch me rush to the street, right?"

Zhang Jingliang got the first share here, and the second share came from Jenny. Jenny got the money.

"so much?!"

Jenny's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed in her eyes. Everyone is an adult, so why can't they hear the underlying meaning of Wu Zhihui's words:
"Where are you going to run?"

"I don't know. Let's run away first."

Wu Zhihui waved his hand and urged: "It's too late. I don't have any money in my hand, so I can't run away."

"Row."

Jenny thought for a moment and agreed. Not long after she went to the room, she took out a wad of money and gave it to Wu Zhihui.

"An hour later, you call Fa Ge and tell him that I will go find him."

Wu Zhihui took the money and put it in his pocket: "Also, just say that I found out that Bad Gambling Man secretly went to meet with the people from Marble Eight, and asked him to go to Marble Eight's casino to find Bad Gambling Hua."

"What's the use of saying that?"

"It's a distraction. If someone is staring at me, how can I run?"

"Row."

Jenny thought for a moment and agreed: "In an hour."

"Ah."

Wu Zhihui nodded with satisfaction, stood up and prepared to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Jenny was really making the most of her resources. At this critical moment, she didn't forget to pull Wu Zhihui and ask him to help her take care of herself.

(End of this chapter)