Hong Kong Island King Fried

Chapter 134 Brother Ma, You Have Changed
"Damn, you two auxiliary policemen, where did you get the money to open such a high-end room in Lisboa?!"

When Lin Jiajun saw Lin Zhongfa and Xiao Ma again, it was in the luxury suite of the Lisboa Hotel!
More than 4000 Haojiang dollars a night, converted into Hong Kong dollars, is almost exactly the monthly salary of an auxiliary policeman.

I gave them 1 yuan before, asking them to inquire about the news and find a place to settle down. Is it all used for this?

"Ah Jun, what are you making all the fuss about? What is this place? Haojiang! Where is downstairs? A casino, how can you not gamble in such a place?"

Brother Xiao Ma was naked, lying in a large bathtub for two people, with a cigar in his mouth, red wine in one hand, and a gun in the other.

Crack it, light it on fire, and take a sip happily.

"Hey, you can win money in a place like this?"

Lin Jiajun was surprised,

The design and construction of the Lisboa Casino is based on psychology and Feng Shui. The whole casino looks like a huge birdcage from the outside, and all the guests who enter are like birds locked in the forest. It is also integrated into the elements that speed up the secretion of adrenaline,

In such a place, even if it is a master, [-]% of the gambling skills will inevitably be discounted in the end, not to mention that the dealers in Lisboa are also extremely masters, so how can they win so much?

Subconsciously, he looked at Lin Zhongfa who was leaning on the sofa and reading through the hotel call girl roster with great interest.

There is only one possibility, a big funeral and a ghost!

"Officer Lin, it's not me. This place is really evil. It's even more evil than Yinyang Road. After entering, I was dizzy and couldn't even breathe. How can I play tricks!" Dasang said.

"Brother Jun, you know me, I quit gambling."

As Lin Zhongfa said, he glanced cautiously at the little brother Ma who was humming something like 'swearing to go to the mountain of swords'.

Brother Xiao Ma looked indifferent: "Don't blame Ah Fa, he has a bad mind, he is schizophrenic all day long, talking to himself, very pitiful. I did everything, and you know that I used to often It's been a long time since I came to this kind of place, my hands are itchy."

Lin Jiajun was taken aback: "How much did you win?"

"Not much, I made a total of 21 yuan, including the capital, which is 3 yuan. First, I guessed the size, [-] yuan became [-] yuan, [-] yuan became [-] yuan, and [-] yuan became [-] yuan. At this time, I realized that my luck might have been used up. So I switched to a game of blackjack, and won more than [-] yuan." Xiao Ma said.

Lin Jiajun thought for a while: "I'm not good at math, but I can add and subtract within twenty, so the total should be more than 11?"

"Yes, it's just that the girl I saw at that time who came to bring me drinks had a big bust, and the middle was empty. As you know, I've been in jail for too long, and I've developed a lot of problems, such as obsessive-compulsive disorder, empathy, see I just wanted to fill the empty space, and the little girl looked at me with expectant eyes. Plus, it would be troublesome to pay for more than 11 yuan, so I conveniently stuffed a tip of more than 1 yuan into it." Marco said.

Lin Jiajun was a little confused. He stared at Brother Ma for a long time and sighed one last time.

Brother Ma, you were not like this before.

When a person reaches middle age, will he become so greasy?
I'm depreesed……

Here, Da Sang began to speak in a lewd voice again: "Hey, hey, Afa, although you don't gamble anymore, the girls here are really good. Wow, there are a lot of canaries, not as good as I am now." Give you back some longevity, make you more powerful, and then call a few over, let's have fun together?!"

"Damn it, I have a wife, okay! If you ask me to do such a thing, I will never agree to it!"

Lin Zhongfa flatly refused, then raised his head and looked at Lin Jiajun with expectant eyes: "Brother Jun, what do you think?"

"I think you're a big-headed ghost?!"

Lin Jiajun's head was as big as a bucket: "Damn it, I'm really lucky in my life, and I actually took in these auxiliary policemen with your own unique skills! You're doing something!"

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Since some big bosses here in Haojiang have spoken and agreed that Lin Jiajun and his party can deal with Yaodong and his group on their own, the first step is to find the hiding place of these people.

(The previous chapter is blocked and may not be released. Here is the summary: I found a real boss in Haojiang through the relationship with Liansheng. The other party promised to let Lin Jiajun and his team deal with the Yaodong group by themselves, and the local forces in Haojiang would not interfere. , but you are not allowed to touch the local forces in Haojiang.)
How to find it, there is no clear clue, it is still the same, the police handle the case, they have their own set of routines, choose possible points to start.

Haojiang is a small place, and Yaodong is a professional killer and a very sharp killer, so the most direct way is to find an agent who specializes in buying and killing people.

Where are these intermediaries?
There are all kinds of people outside the casino, and it's not hard to ask for some money.

The three of them got dressed, checked their guns and left the room, pressed the elevator button,
The elevator just opened and before they could enter, a man and a woman walked out.
The man's face was full of arrogance and arrogance, he put his arm around the woman and was still on the phone, as if he hadn't seen Lin Jiajun and the others, he directly bumped away from Lin Zhongfa who was blocking the way, and swaggered away.

As he walked, he said loudly into the phone:

"It's only 2000 to [-] million. My wife said she likes it, but you even called me to ask if you can do sales? I, Zhang Shihao, seem to be short of tens of millions of people? How silly!"

"Damn it! Hit me? Court death!" Dasang said angrily.

"Forget it, forget it, don't get into trouble, work is more important." Lin Zhongfa said cautiously.

"Ah Jun, Ah Fa is really seriously ill, do you want to see a doctor first?" Ma said worriedly.

"It's okay. He is most energetic when he is schizophrenic."

Lin Jiajun shrugged his shoulders, staring at the back of Zhang Shihao, the super thief on Hong Kong Island who everyone knew he was guilty but no one could convict him.
Didn't expect to meet him here.

To be able to do what he does as a thief is really a talent.

The main reason is that it is creative enough and the style is high enough.

Normal thieves are nothing more than robbing gold shops and robbing cash trucks. The latter is already considered a remarkable feat.

How could anyone dare to kidnap all the wealthy people in Taipingshan?
This kind of 'ambition', even Lin Jiajun couldn't help but say 'enough'!
I can't control him for the time being.

After going downstairs, Lin Jiajun took 1 yuan and handed it to Lin Zhongfa, messed up his hair, and ordered the funeral to create some "spiritual possession" effects,
In short, he looked very much like a down-and-out little boss who just came out of the casino and lost all his wealth.

Lin Zhongfa took the money and walked outside the casino for about an hour. When he came back, he brought news.

He asked three people who were idle outside the casino, a Junket Operator, a small gambling stall owner, and a fan seller.

1 yuan was spent, and all three mentioned a bar called 'Reaper'.

"Buying a murder agency, so it's called Death's Bar? It's too uncreative, like the old outdated Hong Kong movies in our youth." Xiao Ma shrugged, with a very pessimistic look on his face.

"Let's go, go and have a look."

A small place has its advantages. The words Haojiang Street are really correct. There are only a few streets in the bustling area. It didn't take more than 10 minutes to reach the Death Bar.

Not secretive at all.

Located on the most prosperous Guanye Street, the entire street is only over 110 meters long and 5 to [-] meters wide, but it is dotted with dozens of restaurants and bars, large and small. It feels like returning to Bolan Street in Hong Kong Island.
But compared with the old-fashioned Bolan Street, this most famous pedestrian street in Haojiang is full of vitality and very western style.

Standing at the street corner, you can see the big sign of the Death Bar. There is also an exaggerated life-size model of the Death at the door. It holds a huge scythe in its hand and mechanically shakes it back and forth, pretending to say "Uh-huh" Horror sound.

The three of them walked into the bar. The lights in the bar were dim, filled with an alcoholic and ambiguous atmosphere, and many men and women who couldn't see their faces were sitting in booths.

"Excuse me, is there any spirits for sale?" Lin Zhongfa asked the bartender mysteriously while lying on the bar counter.

The bartender squinted at him and said with a smile: "Sir, of course there are spirits in the bar, which one? Gold ale, Watka, Grenada rum? Or a cocktail?"

"I mean, it's the kind of wine that can drink dead people!" Lin Zhongfa emphasized his tone, emphasizing the word 'dead people' deliberately.

The bartender's movements in mixing the drinks were a little slower. He turned his head and looked Lin Zhongfa up and down.

"Sir, are you okay? Drinking to death? Why drink to death? Isn't it good for everyone to drink and have fun?"

"Hey, do you understand what I mean? I heard that your family has that kind of strong liquor that can kill people, so I came here to buy it! Money is not a problem, I have money!"

Lin Zhong sent crazy hints and blinked.

The bartender stared at him for almost half a minute this time, and then snapped his fingers at a strong black man who was looking at the scene, "Jenny, come here."

"What's the matter, boss?" The old black brother came like a mountain, in the dark bar, almost invisible, only two white eyes were floating.

The bartender pointed at Lin Zhongfa and said, "This guest is feeling a little uncomfortable. Please ask him to get out."

"OK!" Brother Hei grinned, showing his white teeth, and as soon as he grabbed his arm, he was about to pull it out.

At this moment, a gun appeared without warning and was pressed between the black man's legs.

"FK!" Brother Hei was startled and quickly let go of his hand, raising his hands on both sides of his head.

The bartender stopped bartending and narrowed his eyes a little bit.

Brother Xiao Ma held a toothpick in his mouth and said with a smile: "Ah Fa, you can ask him again. If he still pretends not to understand, or if he can't find someone who can understand, I will shoot and shoot him." Blow this black brother’s balls.”

This time, Lin Zhongfa didn't need to take the initiative to ask. The bartender put down the cocktail shaker in his hand and said with a gloomy face: "Do you know where this place is? If you mess around here, believe it or not, you will be shot to death as soon as you walk out of this door. "

Brother Xiao Ma said casually: "We are here to do business, and we shoot our customers to death at every turn. Wouldn't your bar be closed down?"

The bartender shook his head: "We don't do business with strangers."

Brother Xiao Ma is now indeed a bit greasy and talkative like a middle-aged man. He muttered: "Once born, twice familiar. Did your mother know everyone when she gave birth to you? Isn't it like falling in love? Normally, you communicate slowly, get to know each other gradually, and finally fall in love before moving into a room and becoming the most familiar stranger?"

"Brother Xiao Ma, you are really behind the times. Young people don't have to go to such trouble now." Lin Jiajun said.

"Hey, you think everyone is like you and has no interest at all." Brother Xiao Ma said.

The bartender on the side probably felt that these two people were bored enough, so he couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Put away the gun first and talk later."

"OK!"

Brother Xiao Ma just finished speaking when he suddenly pulled the trigger.

Snapped!
"Fk!" The black bodyguard was so frightened that his legs limp and fell to the ground.

Brother Xiaoma took out a cigarette, held up the flaming lighter, and lit it arrogantly.

(End of this chapter)