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Chapter 430 Gao Jianbin's Fear
Liang Feihu nodded and said, "I will go and ask Director Gao now. Don't tell anyone about what happened just now."

"I know the seriousness of the matter. This card can save my life. Will I give up my life easily?" Han Chen said with a double meaning.

Liang Feihu nodded and walked straight out of the interrogation room.

Huang Zhicheng was smoking in the corridor outside. When he saw Liang Feihu coming out, he put out his cigarette and walked over to ask, "Director, how did your talk go? Did Han Chen confess?"

"Huang Zhicheng, from now on, Han Chen will be detained in solitary confinement. His interrogation ends here. No one is allowed to see him alone without my permission."

Liang Feihu glanced at Huang Zhicheng calmly and said with a serious expression: "I will go to see Director Gao now. What to do next is up to Director Gao's arrangements."

"Okay, Director! I understand." Huang Zhicheng replied quickly.

Things had come to this point and Huang Zhicheng could no longer turn back. Everyone was in the same boat, so Huang Zhicheng had no choice but to obey Liang Feihu's orders.

Liang Feihu left the West Kowloon Police Station in a hurry. Calculating the time, it was already time to go to work, so he did not go to Gao Jianbin's house.

Instead, he drove directly to the police headquarters, to the office of Deputy Commissioner Gao Jianbin.

Gao Jianbin had just arrived early in the morning as well. With his arms bare and his sleeves rolled up, he was leisurely sitting on the sofa making tea.

The morning sunlight shines through the big trees in the yard, dappling into the large office. The birds in the trees outside are chirping, and it is another peaceful and tranquil morning.

Gao Jianbin saw Liang Feihu, who was in a hurry and looked tired, and knew that Liang Feihu and Huang Zhicheng were very busy last night.

He quickly greeted: "Feihu, you came just in time, come, sit down"

"This is a pot of Phoenix Dancong tea that I just brewed. This Phoenix tea is produced in Fenghuang Mountain in Chaozhou. The tea soup is slightly brown in color, the leaves are thick, and the taste is mellow. It has a faint taste of osmanthus, jasmine and honey. It is very delicious. You are lucky."

As Gao Jianbin introduced, he swiftly picked up a bamboo cup clip, took a cup from the soup bowl, carefully placed it on the Kung Fu tea set tray, and picked up the kettle on the side to scald the cup again.

He picked up the steaming purple sand teapot, swung it up and down, and poured out a cup of tea. The steaming tea soup stirred up a burst of tea fragrance, echoing in the air between the two of them.

Clean utensils, wait for fire, and rinse cups.
Gao Jianbin performed a series of movements in one go, very skillfully and beautifully, with an indescribable aura, which gradually calmed Liang Feihu's agitated mood.

He didn't bother talking about business anymore and just watched Gao Jianbin making tea with great interest.

When Gao Jianbin placed a cup of rich and fragrant tea on the coaster in front of Liang Feihu, he looked at Gao Jianbin's expectant expression.

Liang Feihu smiled slightly, picked up the tea and drank it all.

A bitter and sweet hot current flowed down his throat into his internal organs, quenching his thirst. Liang Feihu smiled and complimented, "Director, you're right, after all this operation, this tea must feel different and has an endless aftertaste!"

To drink Gongcha, one must savor its aroma and sip it slowly. Gao Jianbin saw Liang Feihu chewing peony like a cow or Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, neither of them taking the time to appreciate the taste. He then looked at the empty teacup, shook his head and smiled helplessly.

Seeing Liang Feihu's anxious look, he didn't beat around the bush.

Originally, brewing Kung Fu tea requires the cultivation of one's state of mind, and Gao Jianbin had not yet realized the essence of it. He only saw it when he visited his old superior who worked in the Grand Marshal's Office, and thought it was quite classy, ​​so he learned how to make it and tinkered with it in the office whenever he had time.

In Gao Jianbin's opinion, it was just showing off and had no practical significance. Now that he had found the sense of superiority of being able to plan and calculate from afar in front of Liang Feihu, a rough draft, Gao Jianbin threw it aside.

He asked calmly, "Tell me, how did the case go last night?"

Liang Feihu then perked up and excitedly recounted in detail everything that had happened that night. He even did not hide the fact that he had personally gone to the West Kowloon Police Station to meet Han Chen and got out Li Yan's true identity. He made sure to show all the details to Gao Jianbin.

He spoke for more than ten minutes in one breath before he finally told the whole story.

Then, without waiting for Gao Jianbin to say anything, he reached out and picked up the purple sand teapot, poured himself another cup, picked it up and drank it all in one gulp.

After smacking his lips, he felt that Gao Jianbin's Kung Fu tea was very good, but the cup was too small, not enough to drink. It seemed a bit impolite to pour it himself.

"How could such a thing happen? The world is so big and full of wonders!" Gao Jianbin muttered to himself, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Who says it's not?"

Liang Feihu said, "If Han Chen hadn't claimed that he had evidence and secretly recorded the video and audio, who would have believed him?"

"This old guy is really scheming. I guess Li Yan doesn't know about this yet."

Well.
Liang Feihu's words startled Gao Jianbin for a moment. His heart suddenly beat violently and his breathing became rapid.

Suddenly, it occurred to him that since Han Chen had kept records of his conversations with Li Yan more than ten years ago, he might have kept some secrets when dealing with him. Thinking of this possibility, Gao Jianbin suddenly felt a little nervous. He felt a chill rising from his back, his scalp was numb, the hair on his body stood up, and a layer of fine white sweat appeared on his forehead.

Gao Jianbin was filled with fear and could no longer sit still. He stood up and walked around the office anxiously, quickly recalling every time he dealt with Han Chen.

Liang Feihu saw Gao Jianbin suddenly stand up with a serious look on his face. He thought Gao Jianbin was weighing whether to let Han Chen go and kill Li Yan, or to abandon Li Yan and kill Han Chen.

Liang Feihu thought about these two things carefully on the way here.

It is indeed difficult to choose, both sides have merits. Liang Feihu personally thinks that if it were him, he would definitely let Han Chen go first and deal with Li Yan, the traitor. Han Chen has a big family and a big business, he can't run away, and he is doing a business that is risky. There are plenty of opportunities. Can he continue to target Fatty Han next time?

But the forces behind Li Yan cannot be underestimated. Once we miss this opportunity, it will not be easy to kill him again.

However, Gao Jianbin might have other plans for this matter, and he might use this as a threat to bring Li Yan back again.

After all, there is such a large force behind Li Yan that cannot be underestimated.

Being an undercover agent in a society is no big deal in the eyes of people like Gao Jianbin!

Isn't he Ni Kun's undercover agent? Gao Jianbin still used him and promoted him to the position of senior assistant director.

When you reach this level, no matter what your previous background is, you will fight for your own future. No one would risk their whole life just for an identity.

Seeing Gao Jianbin walking back and forth, his eyes kept flashing, sometimes he gritted his teeth and looked fierce, and sometimes he hesitated and looked back and forth.

As if he was making a difficult decision, Liang Feihu quietly sipped his tea and did not disturb him.

But Gao Jianbin's heart was in turmoil at this moment, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Miscalculated.
I originally thought that Han Chen was just a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered and wouldn't be able to cause any big waves, but I didn't expect that this old dog would have such a scheme.

Han Chen was hinting to himself that he always liked to keep something in reserve. If he could reveal Li Yan's secret today, if he did not help him tomorrow, he would reveal the dirty things between him and him.

Thinking about the past few years, he had received more than 1 billion Hong Kong dollars in tribute from Han Chen. And the fact that he had helped Han Chen to kill the Vietnamese kidnappers two years ago, these were things that could not be told to outsiders.

Once it is exposed, it will be a huge scandal. Not to mention competing for the position of the top police officer in the police force, I am afraid that what awaits me is coffee from the Independent Commission Against Corruption, and then a dark prison!

I didn't expect that I, the second brother of the police department, would be strangled by this old dog.

snort.
"This person is so audacious that he doesn't want to live anymore."

Gao Jianbin's palms felt cold, he was shocked and frightened, he gritted his teeth in hatred, a strong murderous aura emanated from his body, and he threw the teacup in his hand to the ground in rage.

boom.
With a crisp sound, the porcelain pieces of the teacup exploded and flew everywhere, scaring Liang Feihu who was drinking tea.

Liang Feihu quickly stood up and looked carefully at Gao Jianbin, who was emitting murderous aura, feeling puzzled.

What happened up there?
Although Li Yan's case was unexpected, such things are not uncommon in the police force. There are several undercover agents caught every year, and there is no police station without such things.

It’s just that Li Yan is good at scheming and climbs up quickly, other than that, there’s nothing strange about it!

What kind of anger is this guy in high place?
Hate evil?

Have justice in mind?

How is this possible? There is no way that Gao Jianbin could have such a brilliant thing, otherwise how could he leave himself behind?
Gao Jianbin paced back and forth in the office for half an hour, thinking over and over again, but could not come up with a solution that would satisfy both parties.

After assessing the situation, the only option is to save Han Chen first. As for the handle in his hand, we can slowly find a way to deal with it later.

As the Deputy Commissioner of Police, I hold the power over more than half of the 30,000 disciplined forces in Hong Kong Island. How could I die with a bad boy?

Take a step back first. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future to slowly deal with this old dog.

After thinking it through, Gao Jianbin took a deep breath, returned to the sofa, asked Liang Feihu to sit down, and said slowly: "Feihu, I think the most important thing at the moment is to get the evidence of Li Yan's crime first."

"As for that bad boy Han Chen, there will be plenty of opportunities to deal with him in the future. What do you think?"

(End of this chapter)