Song Zihao touched his chin and thought for a while, and then said, "Now Hong Kong Island can make counterfeit banknotes fine and good, but there is really no one... After Uncle Yao was killed and Tan Cheng destroyed himself, the group had collapsed and there was no possibility of reviving...unless..."

"Unless what?" Liu Jianming asked quickly. He thought to himself: It's really right to come to Song Zihao for the case of counterfeit banknotes.

"Unless Master Long comes out again... However, it is unlikely... Based on my understanding of him, Master Long is not the kind of person who has a beginning and no end. Since he is determined to wash his hands, he will definitely not go back to the old path." Song Zihao judged.

"Second Master Long?" Liu Jianming repeated the name and then asked: "Brother Hao, if I remember correctly, your original counterfeit banknote business was taken with him?"

"Yes." Song Zihao nodded and admitted, and then further explained: "The Fourth Master of Long was the leader in the field of counterfeit banknotes, and no one in Hong Kong could match him. When Xiaoma and I were young, it was thanks to the care and support of the Fourth Uncle that the group would grow and grow later. In terms of counterfeit banknotes, the Fourth Master of Long was recognized as the founder of Hong Kong Island."

Liu Jianming nodded, and had already made inferences in his mind. Although he didn't know who was doing the counterfeit banknote business in Hong Kong, there was no doubt that it must be related to Long Siye.

As Song Zihao said, there are not many people in Hong Kong who can become bigger and stronger in the field of counterfeit banknotes. Businesses involving special technology cannot be done with money.

The waste paper like the kind of ghost coins produced by buying two printers is given for free to others, and no one wants it. Don’t say that it will open the international market and send it to the US imperial side to harm foreigners.

"Brother Hao, I have a reluctance to ask," Liu Jianming repeatedly considered the language, then looked at Song Zihao and said:

"You are good at counterfeit money. I want to ask you to help me solve this case together. Of course, I will help you apply for parole. And once the case is successfully solved, you can also get the opportunity to reduce your sentence. Brother Hao..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Zihao waved his hand and refused, "Ali, I am serving my sentence now to atone for my sins..."

"But Brother Hao, you are also doing good things for society. Instead of serving your sentence and repaying your debts by passively, it is better to make more contributions to society within your ability, and also reduce your own criminal law. Why not do it?" Liu Jianming further persuaded.

Song Zihao shook his head, "Ali, I am worthy of this society now, so I don't need to contribute anything to this society. As for the so-called commutation of sentence...Ali, if I really care about freedom, then I will not surrender. Maybe I am now happy in the United States like Xiaoma."

Speaking of this, Song Zihao looked at Liu Jianming: "As the saying goes, you don't plan for each other. Anyway, that's all, I can only wish you good luck."

"Okay." Liu Jianming sighed and finally said, "Brother Hao, then I wish you all the best in it. I will definitely pick you up the day you are released from prison."

"Thank you." Song Zihao smiled, then put down the receiver, stood up, and left the visiting room with the prison guard.

...

Gao Yingpei didn't realize that his counterfeit banknote business had attracted the attention of the Interpol. What he was planning now is how to take his boss Long Siye's shipyard for himself.

Night, prime time.

Gao Yingpei asked the profiteer Huang Zhengguo to go to a private club to conspire to steal the shipyard.

In the luxurious private room, Gao Yingpei sent all the servants away and came to Huang Zhengguo.

"Boss Huang, I have a very bad news to you." Gao Yingpei said mysteriously.

"What bad news?" Huang Zhengguo showed Uncle Da's signature look with his eyes higher than the top, his leather shoes were raised on the table, and his cigarette was held in the corner of his mouth.

"It's like that. In order to raise money to overcome the difficulties, the fourth uncle is currently publishing hero posts, intending to hold a so-called hero party. He is ready to lower his posture and give a speech at the banquet, and personally ask for help from old friends." After Gao Yingpei finished speaking, Huang Zhengguo immediately jumped up, and even the cigarette he held at the corner of his mouth fell off.

Many people helped when Mr. Long became famous. His connections are not necessarily rewarded. However, it is not ruled out that someone will still sincerely help those who have helped them.

As long as he raises enough money for Master Long to get through this difficulty, he will still be the largest shareholder of the shipyard and still holds a firm position as chairman, which means that Huang Zhengguo spent all his efforts and spends huge sums of money to do this will be useless.

This is something that Huang Zhengguo, a profiteering businessman, cannot tolerate. For profiteering, a loss-making business is to kill him.

"Bastard! Long Si is a useless person, he is really the centipede. The centipede worm is dead but not stiff, which is even more difficult than cockroaches! I must not let him succeed!" Huang Zhengguo's mouth was pissed, and he walked back and forth on the floor with bad water in his stomach, thinking about how to make the upcoming banquet that Long Siye was about to be held.

Gao Yingpei looked at Huang Zhengguo who was so anxious that he scratched his head and walked back and forth. He smiled slightly, and then said calmly: "Boss Huang, please be calm first. If you think about it, I have a solution here."

Huang Zhengguo thought for a long time but couldn't figure out any more effective method. At this moment, he saw Gao Yingpei's confident appearance, and he couldn't help but feel a little curious.

So, he came to Gao Yingpei's side and asked condescendingly: "Old Gao, do you have any good ideas?"

"There is no good idea, but there is a bad idea." Gao Yingpei said lightly, then gestured to the latter to sit beside him.

"The bad idea is good! The bad idea is just right for my taste. Come and listen quickly!" Huang Zhengguo couldn't wait to sit next to Gao Yingpei, showing Uncle Da's signature and obscene smile. As the saying goes, there is no businessman, and of course, the profiteering businessman likes the most bad idea.

Gao Yingpei waved, and after Huang Zhengguo's head came over, he bit his ear and lowered his voice:

"I know a killer economic man who can introduce us to high-quality killers."

"What? Kill... Kill the killer..." Huang Zhengguo was scared to death. Although he was a black-hearted profiteer who was so tragic that he was so tragic that he was tragic, merchants generally focused on business wars and could use any means to achieve their goals. However, merchants generally would not consider the matter of taking human life if they were moved.

Businessmen are not real gangsters, so they are disdainful to do things like fighting and killing.

"That's right!" Gao Yingpei smiled sinisterly: "Didn't Long Si post a post to raise funds to overcome the difficulties? Then let's make his banquet his Hongmen Banquet."
Chapter completed!