Detective: I, Cao Jianjun, started by arresting my brother-in-law.

"I checked."

Cao Jianjun answered fluently: "I'm going to Dongshan, so I'll definitely have to look up all the information I need."

"Alright, kid..."

Li Weimin laughed: "No wonder you wanted to leave tonight. It seems the organization underestimated you."

"Director Li, now is not the time for small talk."

Cao Jianjun was getting anxious: "I have my own plans. You have to tell me, how is Tazhai doing?"

"Just as you said, Song Yang sacrificed himself, and Li Fei did indeed capture Lin Shengwen in Tazhai."

Director Li began to speak slowly and deliberately, taking a breath before saying, "I went to Dongshan some time ago, but only gave it a token report."

“I stayed in Dongshan for a few days and realized how difficult Tazhai was, so I returned to Beijing to mobilize police officers in the north and select undercover elites from the local area.”

"Comrade Jianjun..."

"Director Li!"

Cao Jianjun had no interest in listening to his nonsense, and asked in a flash, "Who is Lin Shengwen?"

He certainly knew the personnel structure of Tazhai, but to be cautious, Cao Jianjun had to pretend to be ignorant.

“There are three leaders in Tazhai. The one in the lead, as you know, is their director, Lin Yaodong.”

Li Weimin patiently explained the basics to Cao Jianjun, who listened attentively as if it were his first time learning.

After explaining the background of Tazhai, Li Weimin continued, "Lin Shengwen is the nephew of Lin Zonghui, the third son of the Lin family in Tazhai..."

"Now that Lin Shengwen has been released, he died the next day."

"Then, his brother Lin Shengwu also ran away, and the police are still looking for him, as is Lin Yaodong from Tazhai."

After listening to the familiar plot again, Cao Jianjun replied, "Okay, Director Li, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Cao Jianjun bought a pack of cigarettes by the roadside, lit it, and sat on a bench under a streetlamp to smoke.

It was already close to midnight, past midnight, which would be the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month.

Nanyue City is one of the four first-tier cities in China, but during the Spring Festival, most of the migrant workers in this city return to their hometowns.

Nowadays, the bustling night scene seems much emptier.

Cars whizzed by on the road, while Cao Jianjun stood alone, pondering his next plan.

Lin Shengwen is dead, and Lin Shengwu has run away.

Moreover, Cao Jianjun knew where Lin Shengwu had gone: Nanyue Zhujiang City!

If I want to approach this from Lin Shengwu's perspective, I must find Lin Shengwu himself, and... I must persuade him.

Using Lin Shengwu (aefc), they contacted Lin Zonghui and placed bets on the three houses of Tazhai.

There is absolutely no possibility that Lin Yaodong will believe Cao Jianjun, and Cao Jianjun will not believe him either.

Thinking about this, Cao Jianjun felt his mind became much clearer.

He finished the cigarette butt in his hand, threw it away, and hailed a taxi on the side of the road.

Without saying a word, he took out a thousand yuan from his bag and handed it to the driver.

"Master, the Pearl River!"

"Wow! Bro, it's almost Chinese New Year..."

The driver, speaking fluent Cantonese, said, "The Pearl River is very far away, more than 300 kilometers away. I might have to come back empty."

shhhhh--

Without saying a word, Cao Jianjun took out another five hundred from his bag and slapped it on the driver's chest.

"Can you run? If not, I'll find someone else..."

"Of course it can run."

The driver grinned and smugly stuffed 1,500 yuan into his pocket: "Hey brother, I just wanted to earn a little more for the New Year, supporting my family isn't easy!"

Cao Jianjun ignored him, closed his eyes, and rested against the car window.

The current Cao Jianjun bears no resemblance to the former police officer of the Balihe Police Station.

His clothes were slick and uncouth, he was carrying a handbag, and he had stubble that he hadn't shaved for days, plus his deliberately messy hair.

They're practically homeless kids from South Vietnam!

A journey of over 300 kilometers is reduced to a three-hour trip in the hands of a taxi driver.

At 3:30 a.m., the car arrived at the Pearl River.

"Hey bro, wake up!"

The driver chewed betel nut to stay awake the whole way, and patted Cao Jianjun on the shoulder: "We've arrived at the Pearl River. Where exactly do you want to go?"

"The largest billiards hall in the Pearl River Delta."

Cao Jianjun remembered that after Lin Shengwu left Tazhai, he fled all the way to Zhuhai, but he had no money and even eating was a problem.

But this guy is good at billiards, and he makes money playing billiards in the biggest billiards hall here.

"what……"

The driver was stunned, staring wide-eyed at Cao Jianjun: "Brother, are you kidding me? How would I know which is the biggest billiards hall in the Pearl River Delta?"

Cao Jianjun took out his phone, searched online, found the information, handed it to the driver, and pointed at it with his finger.

"Right here..."

"Oh, here it is, I see."

The driver's mouth was full of black oil from chewing betel nuts, like he had eaten a dead child, and he kept babbling incoherently.

"Hey bro, where are you from?"

Cao Jianjun then realized, "Your accent doesn't sound like that of someone from southern Yue, does it?"

"Guess!"

The driver chuckled and casually tossed Cao Jianjun a betel nut.

"Dumb Frog?"

"Oh dear, we used to call you Treasure Island, but now you all call you Silly Frog?"

Cao Jianjun had barely uttered two words when the driver immediately flew into a rage, spitting everywhere: "Brother, don't talk like that again! I'm Chinese too!"

"understand……"

As they spoke, the taxi made several turns in the city center, and soon they saw the billiard hall that Cao Jianjun was looking for.

Although it was already late at night, the billiard hall was brightly lit, and because of the year-end holiday, there were still quite a few people playing billiards all night long.

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After pushing open the door of the billiard hall, Cao Jianjun tilted his head, lit a cigarette, squinted, and searched around the billiard hall.

She wore a short-sleeved shirt over an off-the-shoulder vest, paired with thin, fitted trousers and slip-on leather shoes.

He deliberately fluffed up his hair when he came in, giving off the image of a typical Guangdong socialite.

I also had the system tattoo me, with totems all over my shoulders and ghost faces on my arms~.

"Hey? Not playing ball anymore?"

As soon as Cao Jianjun appeared, several young men who were idle on the pool tables looked up and greeted him.

Cao Jianjun waved his hand, blew a smoke ring, and continued to wander inside.

If the timing is correct, Lin Shengwu should still be here.

Walking along the pool table, leaning against the wall, Cao Jianjun strolled in casually, his calves bobbing up and down.

"Hey? Boss, let's play ball..."

"Let's have a go..."

Whether they were lying down or standing, every time a leisurely young man passed by, I would ask him a question.

These people were either hired by the billiard hall or local youths who were bored during the Chinese New Year.

"There's no time left!"

Cao Jianjun grimaced and shook his head, then pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and casually tossed it over like an old acquaintance.

"Brother, it's okay."

The young men immediately laughed, jokingly took out a cigarette, lit it, and went back to playing ball.

Cao Jianjun continued to squint, walked around the billiard hall's entertainment area, and craned his neck to peer into the adjacent lounge.

One after another, soon, when he reached the innermost lounge, Cao Jianjun saw them through the aluminum alloy doors and windows.

Lin Shengwu, wearing only a thin shirt, was lying on the bench, his eyes half-closed, fast asleep.

See this.

Cao Jianjun casually turned the doorknob and suddenly realized that the door was locked from the inside. He shook it a couple more times, but it still wouldn't budge.