In the conference room upstairs of Jinyuan club, after three rounds of wine, LV Le slapped the wine glass on the long table, stood up with the strength of wine and faced Zhao Wenye.


    "Ah Ye! I know you''re dissatisfied with me because of Chen Tai." Lv Le hiccupped and pointed to Zhao Wenye and said, "but I''m entrusted by others and have to do it. Do you do what your cousin told you to do?"


    Zhao Wenye glances down at LV Le, who is in a high position in the marine police headquarters. Now he has a bit of upper class temperament. Even if LV Le is standing opposite, Zhao Wenye is still neither humble nor arrogant, with mockery in his tone: "I work for my cousin because of friendship, and you work for the people of Taiwan because of interest. But I look at brother gang''s face today. I won''t quarrel with you. If you hand in a scarf, we can continue to talk."


    The two men were tit for tat, but neither of them took the initiative to mention the names of song TIANYAO and Tan Jingwei. They all tacitly used nicknames to refer to them. It is needless to say that Tan Jingwei, a Taiwanese, came to Hong Kong to stir up the wind and rain. Song TIANYAO is now the number one figure with a high price of 12 million. The whole of Hong Kong is now secretive about these two names, even song TIANYAO Cousin Zhao Wenye did not take the initiative to mention it.


    Twelve million is enough to buy the lives of the five people present and make them crazy. Even if Zhao Wenye is interested in Song TIANYAO, he can''t ensure that the other four people, including LAN Gang, have other ideas, so he can only try not to mention those three words to avoid embarrassment.


    LV Le took a deep breath to calm his mind, shook his head and said calmly: "the flower (signboard) of sweat scarf has disappeared from Hong Kong. The one who lives in the hospital is lame Qing. He works for me and becomes disabled. I''ll give him to you now. What face will LV Le have to mix in the Jianghu in the future?"


    Everyone present knows that although LV Le is not a Jianghu man, he is a big man with a head and face both in the prefix of he and in the Chaozhou gang. Asking him to hand over his confidant is really beating him in the face.


    Therefore, hearing Zhao Wenye''s request, Yan Xiong and Han Sen both frowned at the same time. Only LAN Gang remained silent. It''s not that he didn''t want to make a statement, but that he couldn''t make a statement because of his position.


    LAN Gang knows that Zhao Wenye''s request is too much for LV le. If someone else, he may open his mouth to persuade, but outsiders know that Lan Gang is popular with song TIANYAO. If he helps LV Le persuade Zhao Wenye at this time, he will also be crowned as a 25-year-old.


    Yan Xiong and Han Sen are different. Han Sen and song TIANYAO have no communication. Although Yan Xiong used to rely on song TIANYAO, he is now the person of Chu Xiaoxin, a justice of the peace. Not long ago, in front of the harp restaurant, Chu Xiaoxin turned against song TIANYAO in public. Even if he stood opposite song TIANYAO, outsiders can''t say anything.


    Thinking of this, Yan Xiong smiled on his obviously fat face and persuaded Zhao Wenye with a round tone: "ah ye, detective Lv is right. Everyone wears the same skin. It''s hard for him to hand over the lame green at this time..."


    "Sorry, brother Xiong." before Yan Xiong finished, Zhao Wenye directly interrupted and pulled his black suit: "I''m a marine police uniform."


    Yan Xiong''s face changed a few times. He turned to look at LAN gang. LAN Gang just staggered his eyes, looking like it was none of his business.


    Zhao Wenye casually buttoned his nails and said, "brother Le, one life for another. Your friend from Taiwan must not be enough for my cousin to play. Make friends."


    LV Le pressed his hands on the edge of the long table. Because he exerted too much force, his knuckles were slightly white. He said in a deep voice, "is it enough to play? I won''t know until they have played. Now there are so many ghosts?"


    "Then there''s no need to talk about it?" Zhao Wenye spread his hands, made a helpless look, and rushed to LAN gang with an sorry smile: "sorry, brother gang, what major event are you going to talk about today? I don''t know. I''ve still boiled brown sugar water in my house. I want to go back and see the fire first."


    LAN Gang looked embarrassed: "ah ye..."


    Zhao Wenye waved his hand to LAN gang. He didn''t have to go on. He smiled at him and said, "brother gang, you brought me out alone. I know it''s inconvenient for you to speak now. It doesn''t matter. The next time no one else is present, our two brothers will sit together and talk slowly."


    Regardless of LV Le''s black face, Zhao Wenye brushed past him and stood firm after taking a few steps: "now the people above are fighting hard. Why don''t we have fun? Tonight I''ll apply for an arrest warrant from the ghost guy and take someone to the hospital to pull a sweat scarf. Then I''ll see how you can protect him."


    LV Le twitched a few times in the corners of his eyes and turned to stare at Zhao Wenye. After a long time, he sneered: "OK! I''ll wait for you!"


    With a sneer, Zhao Wenye stepped out of the door and slammed the door heavily.


    There was a moment of silence in the room. LAN Gang, Yan Xiong and Han Sen all looked around the empty conference room. It seemed that there were fresh and interesting things everywhere except LV le.


    Just then, the wooden door of the conference room was pushed open from the outside. A uniformed police officer brought by LV Le stood at the door: "brother le..."


    Lu Le, who was holding his anger and had no place to vent, seemed to find a vent. His face suddenly showed a ferocious color. He waved and swept the wine glass on the table to the ground and fell to pieces. He shouted at the uniformed police officer: "I''ll attack your aunt! Don''t you know how to knock before entering the door? Pack up your things tomorrow and go to Shatoujiao to guard the pond!"


    The unlucky uniformed police officer was scolded by LV le. The whole person was scared to stay in place and didn''t dare to move for a long time.


    "Ah Le, don''t make it difficult to be small." Lan Gang coughed gently, broke the deadlock, turned and smiled at the uniformed policeman at the door: "brother Le told you to laugh, don''t worry. Tell me, what happened?"


    The uniformed police officer was obviously frightened, and his words were trembling: "yes, brother gang. A large class of HSBC bank just went to the hall to report a case, saying that the bank had recently received a large number of counterfeit banknotes. Brother Yi asked the detectives of various districts to go to the hall for a meeting immediately."


    When LAN Gang looked at each other, LV Le had grabbed the coat on the back of the chair. The whole person exuded a gloomy temperament. His voice was dull and said, "sorry, I''ll go first."


    LV Le stepped to the door. The military uniform at the door quickly dodged out of the way. LV Le didn''t look at him and went straight out.


    With the door closed again, the only three people left in the room, LAN Gang, Yan Xiong and Han Sen, breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces relaxed a little.


    "Hello!" Lan Gang touched out the cigarette box, lit a cigarette, and then threw the whole pack of cigarettes to Yan Xiong: "you are now the detective in Yau Ma Tei. Why don''t you have a meeting with him?"


    Yan Xiong''s mouth was filled with smoke and his speech was vague: "I''ll drive his mother! It''s not now to go, so as not to bump into that explosive barrel on the road."


    Yan Xiong finished and threw the cigarette box to Hansen. Hansen smiled mockingly: "brother Xiong, you''ll be satisfied if you have a meeting! I don''t want people to come in. Why? I''m not a detective!"


    LAN Gang smiled disdainfully: "pick! I haven''t found the source of counterfeit money for so long. Even if I go to the meeting, I''m scolded by the ghost guy. I won''t go if I''m invited."


    Hansen sighed helplessly: "brother gang, of course you don''t care, i... alas! Forget it, don''t talk so much, drink!"


    In the conference room, while LAN gang and Yan xiongzheng were explaining Hansen, LV Le had walked out of the western building of Jinyuan club and came downstairs.


    The door of a Jaguar parked on one side opened. A fat man laboriously moved down from the driver''s seat, stood in front of the door and waved to LV le with a flattering smile: "brother Le, the car is ready."


    LV Le quickly walked to the front of the car. When he bowed his head and entered the door, he whispered to the bloated man in a voice that can only be heard between two people: "lard boy, after taking me to the grand hall, go to the hospital to pick up ah Qing immediately. Even if the ghost came to ask someone himself, two words, no!"


    LV Le''s number one think-tank lard heard the speech, his fat smile immediately stopped, and nodded heavily: "clear, brother le."


    In front of the men''s STD hospital at wood road crossing, Wan Chai.


    Sai zhalenwang got into the Nissan Toyota under the farewell of Kondo and petton.


    Nairen starts the car, and the car starts slowly. Under the gaze of Kondo and Patton, it is gradually away from their vision.


    "Mr. Patton, as far as I know, the general has just negotiated with Taiwan about the supply of tobacco and soil in the golden triangle. There is no tobacco and soil raw materials in his hand in the short term. Where does he provide the supply?" until the car turned the corner and disappeared in sight, Kondo looked back and asked Patton with a smile.


    Patton was obviously full of trust in saizhalenwang. Hearing Kondo''s fair question, he replied without hesitation: "Mr. Kondo, don''t worry, since Saida promised you, he will do what he said. We''ll wait for his news here at ease."


    Kondo, who didn''t get the answer, seemed a little disappointed. His smile stiffened, and then quickly recovered as usual: "of course I can trust the general..."


    Patton nodded and said, "what about the refining technology? Mr. Kondo, in your agreement with Mr. saipa, it seems that you will teach us the technology of refining yellow arsenic. Are you worried that we will stop cooperating with you after we learn the technology?"


    Kondo''s fair smile remained unchanged, shook his head and said, "of course not. Recently, Mr. Patton''s partner has taken two million counterfeit notes from the warehouse, and most of them have been scattered. Based on this alone, I have enough reason to trust the general. Since Mr. Patton never forgets our refining technology, I''ll take you to see the process now."


    Kondo said something, gestured to Patton, and led him to a car parked at the gate of the hospital.


    Patton wondered, "the Yellow arsenic refining factory is not in the hospital?"


    "Of course." Kondo fairly and mysteriously blinked: "the Chinese say cunning rabbits are three grottoes. How can I make such a low-level mistake? The location of the Yellow arsenic refining factory is absolutely safe, Mr. Patton, please."