Chapter 1589: No Reason

The young man's expression became even stranger: "No reason, it was an accident."

Then, the young man told the captain what he had learned.

The captain's expression also became very colorful, then he squatted down and carefully checked the wounds on Hong Rong's body.

Then he stood up, came to the other side of the pool table, squatted down again, and used his hand to make a gun-holding gesture, reenacting the scene.

"It should be like this." The young man nodded.

The captain stood up: "Why weren't Tao Chun and Er Lu found?"

The young man pointed to the bathroom: "They ran through the bathroom window."

The captain walked toward the bathroom, and the young man and several others followed.

Several people entered the bathroom and found that the window had been opened, and the cold air outside was whistling in.

The captain leaned out the window to look. Although it was the second floor, there happened to be a drainpipe next to it, and climbing down along it wouldn't be a problem at all.

The captain turned and left the bathroom: "Liao Chuang, you are responsible for handling the scene and taking statements. I am going back to contact the branch bureau leaders now. This case is too big, it must be reported immediately."

The captain left the dance hall, glanced at the crowd watching the excitement on the opposite side of the road, shook his head helplessly, and got into a police car.

Just as he started the car and left, a Crown drove over from the opposite side and stopped on the side of the road opposite the dance hall.

Kan Feng, who was in the crowd, saw the car arrive and said to the two brothers beside him.

"Brother Dazuo and Young Master Tang are here. You guys stay here and keep watching."

"Alright!"

The two brothers wrapped their cotton coats tighter. One of them pinched his nose and blew his nose.

Kan Feng came to the car, opened the door, and got in.

"Young Master Tang, Brother Dazuo."

Tang Lin tilted his head to look at the dance hall opposite, took out a cigarette, and threw one to him: "Tell me."

Kan Feng took the cigarette, quickly took out a lighter, and lit Tang Lin's cigarette first.

"I've been watching here for the past few days, but I didn't see anyone until yesterday, when Hong Rong finally appeared."

Kan Feng explained what had just happened in detail.

Zhang Zuo, who was driving, laughed: "It seems our plan was perfect."

Tang Lin asked: "Do you know what the situation is upstairs?"

"Not clear." Kan Feng shook his head: "I heard a burst of gunfire on the first floor. It was very dense and lasted about seven or eight minutes. Then, Qi Honghai took his men and ran away."

"And the criminal police team is just 100 meters to the right at the street corner ahead. Someone called the police directly to the criminal police team, and I knew they would arrive soon."

"To avoid trouble, I ran over here with two brothers. Sure enough, just as we crossed the road, the police arrived. At this time, three more people ran out from inside."

"I reckon they were Hong Rong's subordinates. I don't know if they wanted to run away or were chasing Qi Honghai and the others, but they just happened to run into the police."

Tang Lin laughed: "Then they are really lucky."

"Isn't that so." Kan Feng followed with a laugh: "These three people ran to the east, and over a dozen police officers chased after them. Not long after, I heard gunshots from afar."

"One was caught and taken away in a police car, and it's not clear about the other two, whether they ran away or died."

"Dead!" Zhang Zuo spoke: "Look outside."

Tang Lin turned his head to look out the car window, and Kan Feng also stretched his neck to look, seeing two funeral home cars speeding past.

"How do you know these two funeral home cars are going to pick up those two guys?"

Zhang Zuo looked at the rearview mirror with contempt: "Use your stupid brain to think, what time is it now? If someone died, who would be taking them to the funeral home at this time?"

"And it's still the middle of winter, minus twenty-something degrees, so they aren't afraid of them spoiling."

Tang Lin laughed: "Not bad, you've grown a brain. If Dong-ge knew, he would definitely be happy for you."

"Bastard." Zhang Zuo cursed: "Zhou Dongzi is nothing. When I have time, I'll definitely make him witness my talent, Brother Dazuo."

Tang Lin couldn't be bothered to deal with this idiot and asked Kan Feng: "Did you see Hong Rong?"

"No!" Kan Feng shook his head: "I reckon something happened to him, otherwise he definitely would have run away before the police came."

Tang Lin asked again: "Are you going home or where?"

Kan Feng said: "Home."

"Alright!" Tang Lin nodded: "Dazuo, take Kan Feng home."

"Fuck!" Zhang Zuo cursed: "I have to be his driver."

Kan Feng chuckled, but didn't dare to speak, afraid of being scolded.

February 16, 1994, the seventh day of the first lunar month, Wednesday!

"Ding-a-ling..."

At eight o'clock in the morning, Zhou Andong was woken up by the phone ringing. He reached out groggily and grabbed the phone on the nightstand.

"Hello!"

Tang Lin's voice came from the receiver: "Boss, you aren't still asleep, are you?"

"If you have something to say, say it. If you have a fart, let it out." Zhou Andong endured his morning grumpiness: "Calling me for nothing, scratching my throat. Did you drink too much these past few days and get bold?"

Tang Lin heard that Zhou Andong's tone was wrong and hurriedly said: "The mine buried the night before New Year's Eve has exploded."

Zhou Andong was still groggy: "What mine?"

"It's the one about someone wanting to burn the bar." Tang Lin was very helpless: "That night, I took the white powder from the other side's car."

Zhou Andong woke up instantly upon hearing this: "What happened?"

"Last night..." Tang Lin explained the situation: "Hong Rong died, and he died very miserably."

"Died miserably?" Zhou Andong asked curiously: "Drowned in a chamber pot?"

"..."

Tang Lin was speechless: "There was a gunfight at the time. It was an accident; he was killed by his own subordinates."

Zhou Andong was also speechless: "That's really fucking frustrating."

"There's one more thing." Tang Lin laughed: "This mine I buried helped the police a lot; it blew out a wanted desperate criminal."

Zhou Andong yawned and reached out to pick up the cigarette on the nightstand and lit it.

"Desperate criminal?"

After all, he was someone who had gone through the era of the internet explosion. As for the desperate criminals and underworld bosses of the 80s and 90s,

anyone with a slight interest could probably count them like family treasures, and Zhou Andong was naturally no exception.

"Who is it?"

"Yu Genzhu!"

Zhou Andong muttered the name, and immediately recalled the person's information.

Then he looked up at the calendar. If he remembered correctly, Yu Genzhu should have been caught at the end of 1995.

At that time, several people had a conflict with security guards at a dance hall.

One of them was stabbed in the thigh by a security guard and didn't survive after being sent to the hospital.

The security guard had already been controlled by the police, and there were several victims whose situations needed to be understood.

But no one expected that there were another man and woman in the victim's home.

Four police officers just went to understand the situation and didn't have much vigilance, let alone carry guns.

They just left three armed joint defense team members downstairs, and they went upstairs.

After knocking open the victim's door, the victim was very cooperative and willing to go to the bureau to record a statement.

But there were still a man and a woman in the house, especially one with a tattoo on his arm.

Out of professional sensitivity, they felt there was a problem, so they asked the man and woman to go to the police station together.

The victim kept explaining that the man and woman had nothing to do with the fight at the dance hall.

But the more the victim did this, the more it aroused the police's suspicion.

The tattooed man didn't say anything either, climbed out of bed, and slowly put on his clothes.

Two police officers took the victim downstairs first, and the other two waited for the couple.

This was when trouble happened. The tattooed man suddenly pulled a pistol from under his pillow.

Then he grabbed the woman and pushed her forcefully toward the two police officers.

The two police officers were caught off guard and were knocked backward by the woman.

The tattooed man took the opportunity to rush out the door and ran away wildly.

The two police officers reacted quickly; one grabbed the woman and subdued her.

The other ran to the balcony, notified the two police officers and three joint defense team members downstairs, and told them the other side had a gun.

Just like that, a gunfight broke out between the two sides, and one police officer was shot in the head and sacrificed.

"Dong-ge?"

Tang Lin hadn't heard Zhou Andong speak for a long time and shouted.

Zhou Andong came back to his senses. History had changed again, and this was indeed what he hoped to see.

Yu Genzhu was caught nearly two years early, and it wasn't just about two victims.

That sacrificed police officer also broke free from the arrangement of fate.

"Pretty good!" Zhou Andong muttered.

Tang Lin asked suspiciously: "What's pretty good?"

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "Everything is pretty good."

Tang Lin was even more confused, but didn't ask again, because he knew this was Zhou Andong not wanting to talk.

"After Yu Genzhu was caught, the police interrogated him overnight. That guy actually attempted suicide, bit off his own tongue, and was then sent to the hospital to have it stitched up."

Zhou Andong blinked. In his previous life, after Yu Genzhu was caught, he also bit his tongue to commit suicide.

"Hong Rong is dead. Will the person behind him take any action?"

"Action?" Tang Lin laughed loudly: "That guy is drug trafficking, and the police have already mastered the evidence. The person behind him will definitely have to shrink his head into his shell."

"But this case is too big. Seventy percent of the goods in the Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei region were provided by Hong Rong, and this time eleven people died at once, and it was caused by white powder trading."

"In addition, Hong Rong also harbored the desperate criminal Yu Genzhu. The higher-ups will definitely be furious. No matter who is behind Hong Rong, this time, it will definitely make him peel a layer of skin."

Zhou Andong asked: "Do you know who this person is?"

Tang Lin pondered for a moment: "The Qu family, but this is my guess. I'm not sure if it's accurate."

"The Qu family?" Zhou Andong thought for a while, but couldn't think of who this Qu family was.

Tang Lin's voice suddenly became very light: "The Father of Industry, Qu Zhengnong."

"Qu Zhengnong!"

Hearing this name, Zhou Andong felt very familiar, but just couldn't remember who it was. ===== CHAPTER 1590 =====