Rebirth of Hong Kong Variety Show

"Ah Liang!"

His wife, Amei, looked at Aliang with tears in her eyes, and the passbook and keys in her hand were clenched together:
"Why did it suddenly become like this, why did it happen, what happened?!"

"Don't ask, it's too late."

Ah Liang pretended to be relaxed with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and shrugged to help Amei wipe away the tears on his face:
"Take care of your family, take care of yourself, take care of your children, don't worry about anything, don't ask, if someone asks you, you just don't know, don't know, it has nothing to do with you."

He lowered his head and kissed Amei deeply on the forehead, emphasizing: "I have done so much for you and the child, so you must not ask and accept the reality."

"remember?!"

"Ok!"

Amei nodded with a choked voice, exerting unusual force.

"Daddy, Mommy."

The daughter came out of the study, looked at Amei with tears in her eyes, then looked at Aliang, and said in a childish voice: "Daddy, are you bullying Mommy? You can't, you can't mess with Mommy." Get angry."

"of course not."

A Liang leaned down and picked up his daughter, raised his hand and pinched her face: "From now on, we must love Mommy, listen to Mommy, and don't make her sad, do you know?"

"Ah."

The daughter nodded vigorously.

"Okay, let's continue with our homework."

A Liang smiled and rubbed his forehead affectionately on his daughter's face: "Okay, let's go, don't hinder Mommy from cooking delicious food."

"Hahaha"

The daughter leaned back to avoid it, and laughed happily: "No, Daddy has a beard, haha..."

"Hmph, then I have to tie it again."

A Liang hugged his daughter and left.

"Well"

Amei covered her mouth and sobbed in a low voice. It took a while to control her emotions and start cooking.

soon.

The daughter's homework was finished, and the crooked font filled the homework book, and she showed it to Amei, shaking the homework book with her fleshy little hands:
"Look, Mommy, I'm done."

"good."

Amei touched the top of her daughter's head affectionately, put the food on the table and then hung up the phone to go out to her son who was playing at a classmate's house.

The son's side was very noisy, and it sounded like there should be a lot of people. Faced with Ah Mei calling him back, of course his son would not come back, so he took a picture of the phone without saying a word.

"Ugh."

Holding the hung up phone, Ah Mui stood there and sighed helplessly, looking at her husband A Liang anxiously.

"All right."

A Liang pressed Ah Mei's arm with both hands and took him to the dining table to sit down: "Then let's talk about it next time, it's not a big problem."

He took out a bottle of wine from the cupboard and poured it. Ah Mei, who never drank, picked up a glass and poured it for herself, drinking with Ah Liang.

The atmosphere of this meal was very depressing, but the naive daughter was very happy, because she hadn't eaten with A Liang for a long time. At this point before, Daddy was still outside and came home very late.

soon.

After eating, Amei cleaned up the dining table, and the house was tidy. After bathing her daughter, she watched TV in the hall for a while. The sleepy daughter clamored for her mother to sleep with her.

Only Ah Liang was left in the hall, sitting alone in front of the TV like a dull man, opened the window, lit a cigarette and smoked silently.

At this time, Ah Liang finally understood why Cai Yuanqi chose herself.

Aside from the fact that she has been with him for so many years and is suitable to take the blame, the reason why Cai Yuanqi chose herself was because she did not spend too much time talking.

That's because Cai Yuanqi knew that his family was harmonious and complete, his wife had a good relationship and cared about his family very much. He let himself take the blame, and he would not resist, nor did he dare to resist, and could only accept the reality.

For the sake of my wife and children, I can only accept it. There is no other way to do it. People who drag their families are always taboo.

At this time, he suddenly understood why Lao Xiang betrayed them and surrendered to Ji Bu, and what happened to Lao Xiang, didn't it also happen around Lao Xiang's wife?
Whether it's Cai Yuanqi or Ji Bu, both of them are using this trick.

"call"

Ah Liang exhaled the smoke, sat on the sofa and stared at the ceiling above his head with empty eyes, the cigarette in his hand was burning.

do not know when.

The door opened suddenly, and the son who was playing outside came back, with a cigarette in his mouth and smelled of alcohol, when he saw A Liang sitting on the sofa, he was taken aback:
"What are you doing, sitting here is scary."

He stretched out his hand to A Liang: "Do you have any money, give me some, I don't have enough money to go out and play."

"Oh."

Ah Liang responded, stared at his son up and down for a long time, then took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, tapped his fingers, and pointed out five big golden bulls and handed them to his son:
"Is it enough?!"

"what"

The son was taken aback again. Today's father is very abnormal. Instead of scolding himself like before, he gave himself money very straightforwardly, and so much money. I didn't react for a while, and I was at a loss in place.

"not enough?"

A Liang looked at his son who didn't take the money, moved his fingers and clicked out five more, and looked at his son and simply gave him all the banknotes in his hand.

2 yuan is in his hand, thick.

A Liang waved his hand: "Go and play."

The son looked at his abnormal father today, and didn't say anything more. He stuffed the banknotes into his pocket and turned around to go out. A man and two women were waiting outside the door, and then left. Their voices came from the corridor:

"I'll give you 2 yuan today for some reason. Now that I have money, we can have fun at night. It's so cool."

"Ugh"

Ah Liang sighed heavily, as if he had suddenly aged a lot, turned off the lights and sat in the hall, silent.

Nine p.m.

Interrogation room of Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Ji Bu picked up a cup of coffee and pushed it to Lao Xiang: "Tell us so much, are you thirsty? Drink some coffee to refresh yourself."

"You're welcome."

Lao Xiang chuckled, picked up his coffee and took a sip, raised his eyebrows and looked at Ji Bu who was standing opposite:

"I've already told you what you want to know. If there's anything else you need to cooperate with, just say it. I'm sure I'll tell you everything."

"That's all, it's not enough."

Ji Bu shook his head, and glanced at the thick pages of detailed confession recorded in front of him: "These you said are all your one-sided accusations. You accuse Cai Yuanqi, these alone are definitely not enough."

He raised his hand and flipped through the confession records a few times: "You didn't show any sincerity, for example, you know who is working for Cai Yuanqi, show us something useful."

talking room.

He took out a piece of paper, spread it out and pushed it in front of Lao Xiang: "These eight people, do you know which ones are not clean? You must have evidence in your hand, and you must all have contacts, right?"

"Accuse them, show evidence, don't embarrass you?!"

"hiss"

Hearing this, Lao Xiang couldn't help taking a deep breath, and looked at Ji Bu in disbelief: "Didn't you investigate these eight people long ago? They have disappeared for so long."

"Ha ha."

Ji Bu smiled without saying a word, and tapped his fingers on the table: "The idea is relatively hard, please take out something to prove it for me."

Of course he wouldn't tell Lao Xiang that the eight people who disappeared were still staying in the resort, so there was no evidence in his hand, it was all relying on Lao Xiang's information.

"Sir Song."

Ji Bu turned his head and looked at Song Zijie who was sitting beside him: "Next, I'll trouble you to talk to Lao Xiang. I have something to do so I'll leave first. It's up to you."

Done.

He looked at Lao Xiang again and stepped away with a smile. Lao Xiang muttered a bit, shrugged his shoulders and said nothing more.

Next comes the confession.

Among the eight people who were "under house arrest" by Senior Superintendent Wu Xianming in the resort, there were actually six people who were directly related to Cai Yuanqi. Over the years, under Cai Yuanqi's accusations, Lao Xiang had often contacted them.

Song Zijie spent nearly two hours, and finally sorted out the violent material that Lao Xiang had revealed.

"3Q Sir!"

Song Zijie shook his hand to get this revelation, and nodded in satisfaction: "With what you said, I think the five of them are enough to feed a pot, two superintendents, tsk tsk."

"I don't care."

With an indifferent expression on his face, Lao Xiang calmly spread his hands and picked up the cigarette on the table to light it: "As long as you do what you promised me, it's fine to keep them safe."

the other side.

Ji Bu led people back to another interrogation room, where the person who was in charge of sniping Lao Xiang's wife A Zhen's son during the day was imprisoned.

Since the three people were arrested in the morning until now, no matter how they interrogate, the three people have not said a word, adhering to the principle of not knowing, not knowing, and not getting in.

The police officer asked: "Who ordered you to do this?!"

"No one instructed me to do it myself. I saw that they were upset so I wanted to kill them. It's as simple as that."

"Fall on the street!"

The policeman slapped the table, pointed at him, stood up and scolded: "I tell you, if you continue to hide it like this, it won't do you any good."

"Ah."

The other party just snorted contemptuously, and dismissed it. They have seen this kind of routine many years ago, so it can't scare them.

Just then.

Ji Bu pushed open the door of the interrogation room and walked in, raised his hand and patted the policeman on the shoulder to signal him not to get excited.

"Ji Sheng."

The police officer looked at Ji Bu who came in, greeted him quickly, and complained helplessly: "I can't ask anything, I can't ask anything."

Now Ji Bu is a professional foreign aid invited by Superintendent Mo, everyone knows him.

"Come on, I've worked hard."

Ji Bu nodded to show that he understood, stretched out his hand to open the stool and sat down in front of the interrogation room table, fingers crossed, and looked up and down at the middle-aged man opposite him.

The middle-aged man looked at Ji Bu, noticed his eyes, and immediately moved away without meeting his gaze.

"Thank you for a cup of coffee."

Ji Bu chuckled, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and gave instructions to the policeman inside:

"Also, didn't three people be arrested in total in the attack this morning? Besides him, two other people were also brought in."

"what?"

The policeman was stunned when he heard the words, and looked at Ji Bu and asked subconsciously, "The other two were also brought in? Didn't they?!"

In other words, during the interrogation, the interrogation must be done alone, and the prisoners must not be allowed to meet each other, otherwise it will be very easy to collude confessions, but Ji Bu made such a low-level mistake? !

"Bring people in."

Ji Bu looked at the policeman with a smile and repeated a sentence.

"Ok."

Seeing Ji Bu's resolute attitude, the policeman squirmed his mouth a few times before saying anything.

"Okay ah?"

A police officer murmured softly: "If you gather all the prisoners together, you will definitely not be able to say anything."

"how could I know."

The accompanying police officer shrugged his shoulders in a speechless manner: "Whatever, anyway, Ji Bu is now Superintendent Mo's favorite, and he was handpicked to assist."

"It's just for Ji Bu to operate it. If it goes wrong later, he can take the responsibility."

No matter how much they tried, they couldn't get it out, so Ji Bu came just in time, and if they couldn't get it out by then, the responsibility would not be on them.

But in order to be reasonable and compliant, the two still reported the matter to Superintendent Mo and asked him for instructions.

"Just do what Ji Bu wants."

Superintendent Mo thought for a while but couldn't figure out why Ji Bu did this, and he couldn't understand it, but he stopped thinking about it if he couldn't figure it out, Ji Bu wouldn't act recklessly.

He was also interested in this meeting, so he simply ran to the main control room, put on his earphones, stared at the CCTV screen in front of him, and listened in, he wanted to see how the interrogation would proceed.

Soon.

The door of the interrogation room opened again, and the other two people who were arrested were also brought in.

After the other two came in, the three of them gathered together and immediately looked at each other, and they all saw bewilderment and doubt from each other's expressions.

"coffee."

The policeman handed the coffee to Ji Bu, and pouted his mouth to signal: "Everyone has been brought in, Ji Sheng, come and interrogate."

"Thank you."

Ji Bu nodded, picked up the coffee and took a sip happily, then looked at the three people sitting opposite:
"Tell me, who ordered you to do it?! Explain clearly."

"Ah."

As expected, the three looked at Ji Bu and sneered, but no one answered.

"Okay, since you don't want to talk about it, let's boil it slowly, and don't go to sleep."

Immediately, Ji Bu picked up the case records on the side, wrote and drew in the notebook, and the interrogation room suddenly fell into silence.

The three suspects looked at each other. They didn't understand what Ji Bu wanted to do, but they weren't worried. They stood in the same line, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Forehead"

Superintendent Mo looked at the quiet interrogation room, couldn't help but took off the earphones he was wearing, stared at the CCTV screen and fell silent again.

Jibu, what are you doing here? !

In the blink of an eye.

5 minutes passed.

Ji Bu stopped to close the pen, admired the thin gold characters he had written on the A4 paper, nodded in satisfaction, and then his eyes fell on the three people sitting across from him.

His eyes flashed past the three of them, and then he raised his hand and clicked on one: "Take it away."