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Chapter 87 Investigation Report of the Red Bean Trio(1/2)

The effect of holding power and having no scruples is absolutely terrible.

Within three hours, Killer Hung interrogated everyone who participated in the riots or was related to the rioters.

It doesn’t matter whether your family is rich or powerful, whether you are a big boss or a business elite, if you don’t cooperate, we will beat you to death.

The killer was already known for his cruelty. This time he dug up information like a madman, which really scared many people. Information from all sources was quickly gathered.

Snapped!

In the warden's office, a report was thrown on the table. The warden looked at the killer coldly: "This is the answer you gave me? Interest dispute? Involving the fairness of judicial procedures? Suspecting the judge for personal gain? It's you Is my brain broken or is my brain broken?

Do you believe that if this report is handed in, the two of us will be in jail in less than three days?"

Killer Hero stood at attention with an expressionless face and said: "I'm sorry, Warden, I thought you wanted the truth!"

"What I want is an explanation! An explanation that can calm the storm. Intervene as much as possible while we can still intervene, and strive to suppress this storm! What are you giving me now? The fuse of the bomb?"

The warden's hands were shaking with anger.

Killer Hero has been under his command for a while and has always been very sensible. Not only does he manage the prisoners in an orderly manner, but he also rarely comes to the warden's office.

Although there is no substantive filial piety, every once in a while, he will take the initiative to find an excuse to replace him with a new secretary.

He thought that Killer Hero was a smart man, but now it seems that he is as stupid as a pig!

The killer remained silent.

In fact, when writing this report, he had already foreseen the current situation.

But this is the only thing he can hold on to.

Throwing away the truth again, he didn't know what he would have left.

The warden took a deep breath, exhaled it for a long time, and said with exhaustion: "I have already communicated with the superiors. They will send professionals to deal with the scene and the body, and try to classify this case as a mutual case. Beat! Stop talking! Listen to me!"

As soon as Killer Xiong was about to interrupt, he was interrupted in advance by the warden, who continued: "I know what you want to say, but it's meaningless!

After a brief consultation at the hospital, it was determined that the suspect fell into a deep physiological coma, and it was unknown whether he would wake up.

In fact, that’s fine, if he was unharmed, I wouldn’t know how to deal with it!”

The warden looked at the expressionless Killer Hero and continued: "The corpse will be cremated before midnight tonight. After the ashes are kept for two weeks, they will be returned to their families one after another. This matter is over! As for you……"

"The letter of termination will be placed on your desk before get off work! Okay, let's get out!"

The warden waved his hand and was about to send the killer away.

The killer stood there motionless, staring at the warden with cold eyes, like a wild wolf.

The warden felt a little nervous when he stared at him, but his face was still full of impatience: "Didn't you hear what I said?"

"Don't you want to give me an explanation?"

"Explain?" The warden suddenly burst out and shouted: "What explanation should I give you? I don't know who to ask for an explanation from! Do you know how much I paid to suppress this incident? I will give you an explanation in advance. Retired! There was still hope of getting a Medal of Honor, but now it’s gone!

Do you know that the American Private Prison Group extended an invitation to me six months ago? They asked me to manage a newly built private prison in California, with an annual salary of six figures, six figures!

But now there is nothing! My file has been spent! The invitation is automatically invalidated, and I have lost even more! Do you still want to explain to me? I will kill your grandma! Get out of here!"

The warden picked up the alarm clock on the table and smashed it with red eyes.

Killer Hero subconsciously avoided it and ran out quickly.

He didn't expect that the warden would sacrifice so much!

My heart suddenly felt balanced!

Bang!

The door of the office was slammed shut, and the warden put his fists on the table, still breathing heavily.

After a while, he closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing back to a steady state, and slowly sat on the chair.

At this time, a tall woman suddenly walked out of the lounge inside.

She wore a white professional skirt, a ponytail, and gold-rimmed glasses. She looked elegant, but the curve at the corner of her mouth made her feel a little more condescending.

“The performance was good and the emotions were on point!”

The woman walked directly to the opposite side of the warden, sat on the chair naturally, put her legs together, took out a delicate cigarette case from her handbag, pushed out the cigarette, and lit it.

The warden didn't speak, he was still adjusting his emotions.

Ten seconds later, when he opened his eyes again, he had transformed into the dignified and stereotyped image of the warden.

When he saw the woman, he nodded as a greeting and said, "Are you sure this is okay?"

"That's enough, Madam will take care of the rest!" The woman said calmly: "Human nature is like this. When you look miserable enough, no matter what mistakes you make, they will subconsciously restrain themselves.

Strictly speaking, this is just a small crisis public relations. With your status, connections, and influence in the Hong Kong Island government, you can escape from this vortex with just a little bit of operation!

You can rest assured that this is not a big deal!"

"Then please, remember to say hello to Mrs. M for me when you get back!"

The warden nodded, his expression still solemn, but there was a bit of relief in his eyes. Apparently he believed in the lady's energy.

The woman did not answer directly. She looked at the warden and said, "We will help you solve the matter. So what you promised before is..."

"Give me two weeks!"

The warden said without hesitation: "I will ask someone to pass the list to you when the time comes!"

Hearing the exact answer, a smile appeared on the woman's face. She stood up slowly and bowed gracefully, "Thank you very much! The matter is urgent and I can't stay here for a long time. I'll take my leave now!"

"Walk slowly!"

The warden stood up to see him off.

The woman smiled gracefully, turned around and walked out the door.

It wasn't until he was the only one left in the room that he let out a sigh of relief and sat down on the chair slumpedly, feeling that his palms were all sweaty.

He turned to look out the window, and the relief in his eyes suddenly became more dazed.

Have you finally embarked on this path?



When he got off work, Killer Hero received his dismissal notice.

The subordinates and colleagues who were always around me on weekdays disappeared without a trace.

Killer Hero has no idea about this.

He knows that it is human nature to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, and it is almost instinctive to favor the superior and the inferior.

This behavior has been criticized since ancient times, but it has never changed.

Perhaps this is determined by the genetic nature of survival of the fittest.

He took off his prison guard uniform, put on his civilian clothes, picked up his backpack, took one last look at the police hat hanging on the wall, and turned around to leave.

Although he was a little reluctant, and although he didn't know whether what the warden said was true or not, he knew in his heart that after such a big riot and so many people died, being fired would be the best outcome.

However, he has been working in the prison since graduation. He knows nothing except being a prison guard.

He has no answer at all as to how he should take the future.



Gao Ning naturally had no idea that so many things would happen next.

After pulling his consciousness away from the second puppet, he focused on the Nameless One again.

At this time, he was sitting outside a tea restaurant, opposite the building where Anonymous Doe last appeared.

Gao Ning flipped through the newspaper casually. The headline on the front page read a report that a printing factory was burned down. Below was gossip news, about female celebrities having night parties in hotels with rich men, and about rich men spending huge sums of money to buy flower boats. In short, it was all very eye-catching.

Capable of doing things.

He took the cigarette from his mouth and when he saw that there wasn't much left, he put it out, took another one and was about to light it.

Suddenly, I saw three children, two boys and one girl, walking out of the building, playing with each other and running towards this side.

The corners of Gao Ning's mouth curled up slightly, and he turned to the waiter and said, "Three bowls of ice cream!"

"Okay, I'll be there soon!"

There is no ice cream in the tea restaurant, but it does not prevent the waiter from taking orders, because the Kowloon Ice Room is next to it, and the distance between the two is less than ten meters. Seeing that Gao Ning spends a lot of money, the waiter does not mind running errands.

Gao Ning lit the cigarette and threw away the newspaper. The three children rushed over in a swarm and occupied the three seats opposite.

The little girl in the middle stretched out her white and tender palms and said: "Uncle, money!"

Gao Ning rolled his eyes: "What kind of money is it? Where is the news I want?"

The little boy on the left raised his chin proudly: "Uncle, are there any problems that we, the Three Musketeers, can't handle? We are professionals in finding people. No matter how vicious the person is, Hongdou can handle it!"

The little boy on the right smiled shyly: "Uncle, you don't want to default on the debt, do you? We will file a complaint with the godfather!"

Gao Ning couldn't laugh or cry, shook his head, took out a few golden bulls from his arms and slapped them on the table: "Ah Hai, you three have learned badly! Nuo, take it! One for each person, uncle, isn't that interesting?"

These three children are none other than Ah Hai Hongdou and Ah Zhan who delivered the news to Fourth Brother before.
To be continued...
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