Fang Long, Lin Zhanshou, and Wu Yong stood out.
"I saw it very clearly. Just as Officer Liu said, two plainclothes officers and Boss Zheng had a conflict over the fee. So, this plainclothes officer surnamed Jin shot Boss Zheng with a gun. Boss Zheng then hit back and injured two people." The pistol of Jin Pingyi is the evidence, and we are the witnesses.”
Jin Bingzhong endured the pain." What the f * ck are you talking about? Do you believe that I will arrest you and throw you into the prison? How dare you perjure yourself in front of me."
"You don't have to worry, Detective Jin. I'm Fang Long, Talin Zhanzhan, and Wu Yong. We're all trainee patrolmen from East Nine Dragon. Our serial numbers are 9527, 9528, and 9529. If you have any complaints, you're welcome to complain to my superior.”
Jin Bingzhong suddenly understood and pointed at them with his finger."Oh, so you guys are in cahoots.”
"Wrong, we are all good citizens now. Officer Jin, you should worry about yourself first.”Walking to Jin Bingzhong's side, Fang Long's voice became softer,"Whether you lost your spear or had a conflict with Zheng Sanpao, it's up to you to choose.”
Jin Bingzhong's heart softened at once. After all, a conflict was less of a responsibility than losing a gun.
As a plainclothes officer, which day did he not have conflicts with others?
The surrounding onlookers were all dumbfounded. It was really unexpected that things would turn out like this. This was a fair and square framing.
They were all policemen, it seemed that Zheng Sanpao and these two plainclothes were going to suffer.
This was the way of the world. Black and white were mixed up, right and wrong were not distinguished, and the one with the biggest fist was the boss.
Liu Jun saw that the show had come to this point. He straightened his back and smiled at everyone."I didn't expect there to be so many witnesses. It seems that there are still many righteous people in this society. "Who else is there to testify? It doesn't matter if the testimony is different. We are a society ruled by law. Everyone has freedom of speech.”
Everyone almost fainted. This person had done a great job of twisting black and white, and now he was bragging so shamelessly.
Let me testify?
Forget it, it was better not to cause trouble.
After waiting for a while, Liu Jun tidied up his military uniform and adjusted his police cap. He said to Ah Qin generously,"Hurry up and send Boss Zheng to the hospital. His treatment is more important. Boss Zheng's body was delicate and precious, so he mustn't let anything happen to her. As for the fees, let's not be in a hurry. We'll talk about it in detail later.”
When Ah Qin heard this, she felt like her lungs were about to explode.
When he handed in his report that day, Liu Jun recorded a statement about the bloody conflict at Fortune Fortune Casino and handed it to his superior. As for the gun that was used as evidence, he naturally handed it over.
If Jin Bingzhong wanted to retrieve his gun, it would probably take a lot of effort and he would have to give up some money.
……
Unlike the famous Lu Yu Teahouse, which had moved from Shanghai to Hong Kong, the Lotus Teahouse was a local time-honored restaurant on Wellington Street in Central. During the Japanese occupation, this teahouse closed for three years and only reopened after the war. Business was somewhat affected and had been lukewarm.
Liu Jun had just walked into the Lotus Fragrance Teahouse when a waiter quickly walked up to him and said with a smile,"Liu Sheng, are you free to come and drink tea today?”
The Lotus Fragrance Teahouse was a place that Liu Jun frequented during this period of time. The waiters here were very familiar with him. They also knew that this young man was in the limelight recently. Although he was not very generous, he was very enthusiastic about him.
"Zhang Zai." Liu Jun nodded at the waiter and said,""Is the person I invited here?"
"He's already here. He's in the private room where you usually sit.”
"Alright, bring me a pot of Longjing tea.”Zhang Zai led Liu Jun to the door of a private room on the second floor. Liu Jun said casually.
Zhang Zai nodded and helped Liu Jun push open the door of the private room. When Liu Jun walked in, he gently closed the door at any time. He turned his face and shouted at the counter downstairs,"In a private room by the window on the second floor, there's a pot of Longjing tea.”
After shouting, he hurriedly went downstairs to the kitchen to choose a few high-quality desserts.
"Liu Sheng."
As soon as Liu Jun walked into the private room, a middle-aged man sitting inside stood up.
"Sit." Liu Jun raised his hand and sat down, then walked to the middle-aged man and sat down.
After Liu Jun sat down, the middle-aged man sat down again.
"Liu Sheng, I…"
"Old Song, there's no rush. We'll talk about the important matters later.”Liu Jun waved his hand and interrupted the middle-aged man, Song Jinglun.
Not long after, Zhang Zai and another waiter knocked on the door and entered. They placed the teapot and teacups one by one, and also placed a few snacks and dried fruits. They smiled and said,"Liu Sheng, Song Sheng, do you need a singer to come up and play to liven things up?”
"Alright, call someone sent by Su over. I want to hear the commentary.”As Liu Jun spoke, he took out 10 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Zai.
Zhang Zai took the money and smiled until his face was full of wrinkles." Alright, then I'll go out first. The singer will be here soon."”
After Zhang Zai finished speaking, he left with another waiter. Only Liu Jun and Song Jinglun were left sitting opposite each other in the private room of the teahouse.
"Old Song, please have some tea."
Liu Jun gestured for Song Jinglun to go ahead. After Song Jinglun moved his chopsticks, he picked up a piece of pan-fried taro cake and put it into his mouth.
There were quite a few desserts in Lianxiang Teahouse. Liu Jun's favorite was the pan-fried taro cake. The waiter Zhang Zai also knew his preferences, so among the few desserts, the pan-fried taro cake was the most.
Liu Jun frowned and thought,""Recently, I've been coming here too frequently and too regularly. I have to change my rhythm.”
Liu Jun would try his best not to go to places that were not necessary. Even if he went, he would deliberately disrupt the rhythm and try not to form a pattern.
From the 1980s to the first decade of the New Era, it was almost 30 years. It was not that no one had designs on Liu Jun. He had also encountered assassinations and kidnappings.
However, he had never been in an accident. This was naturally due to his lifelong ability, never lacking bodyguards, and his cautious personality.
Liu Jun ate happily, but Song Jinglun, who was sitting opposite him, felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.
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