Siheyuan, don't yell at me

He Daqing opened Kang Dajun's cell door, then gently pushed him, indicating that he could go out.

Kang Dajun followed He Daqing silently, his steps seemed a little heavy, as if he was carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders.

They walked slowly out of the underground prison, each step carrying an inexplicable sense of oppression.

After entering the study, He Daqing pointed to a stool and said to Kang Dajun:

"Come, sit down."

The voice was low and serious, which made people feel awe.

Kang Dajun hesitated for a moment, but still sat down as instructed, but his eyes never left He Daqing.

"Kang Dajun, I heard that your family has a strong background in the mainland?"

He Daqing suddenly asked, staring at Kang Dajun with sharp eyes.

Kang Dajun's heart tightened, not understanding why the other party suddenly mentioned this matter.

He secretly looked at He Daqing, trying to find some clues from his face.

After thinking for a moment, Kang Dajun's frown gradually relaxed a little.

After all, the fat black man in front of him was so bold that he dared to detain a senior water police superintendent like Bruce, and even dared to blackmail Superintendents Tom and Jerry.

It doesn't take much thought to know that if the truth is revealed, this fat black man will be in dire straits in Hong Kong and will never be able to gain a foothold again.

Put yourself in his shoes. If you were in the fat black guy's situation, I'm afraid none of the people in the basement cell would survive.

At this moment, Kang Dajun finally understood the intention of He Daqing's question. He was obviously looking for a way out.

After thinking it through, Kang Dajun already had the answer in his mind.

Kang Dajun nodded and said:

“To be honest, my family does have some background.

There are many officials in my family. My father’s rank is higher, he is a ministerial-level official.”

At this point, all doubts were resolved. No wonder even Minister Lin of the Ministry of Public Security would entrust such an important liaison work to himself.

I guess this noble young man from a prominent family must have disappeared mysteriously for some reason, otherwise why would such an ordinary matter of rendezvous have bothered me, He Daqing, to come?

You know, I, He Daqing, am a world-famous first-class combat hero, a special meritorious contributor, and a high-ranking official at the department level!

Since Kang Dajun has already revealed his identity, He Daqing naturally has no need to hide it anymore.

"Oh, it turns out to be the son of old man Kang, no wonder he looks so familiar.

What? You're not allowed to call me 'Lao Kangtou'?

Let me tell you, I am He Daqing, do you have any impression of me?

I've gotten a little tanned and gained some weight, what's so strange about that?

If it weren't for Old Kang's desperate pleas to Minister Lin, you, little devil, would probably have to wait for death in a dark and damp dungeon.

But having said that, you are really a brave guy.

Even after being beaten like this, he was still able to grit his teeth and keep the secret, so he is considered a hero.

My mission is to search for your whereabouts, and now I have an explanation.

Tell me, what are your plans next? "

“Master He, I want to take those people in the basement cell away.

They all hold important intelligence, which is very important to our intelligence work.”

"You look half dead, yet you're still thinking about these things.

Damn, not all the kids from big courtyards are useless. I have high hopes for you, kid.

Tell me, what can I do for you?"

"I need you to drop me off at Russell Street, Causeway Bay."

"Okay, you rest here for a while, I'll go out and deal with the idlers."

He Daqing slowly stepped out of the study. At this moment, night had fallen and it was pitch black.

He skillfully put on the pair of infrared thermal imaging glasses and began to carefully examine the movements in the entire villa.

The first thing that catches the eye is the two clear human-shaped images in the security room at the door. Judging from their unique appearance, they should be the so-called "red-headed Indians".

Then, he turned his gaze to the servants' room in the villa and found that there were four servants living there. Judging from their body shapes, they all seemed to be women.

After determining the target, He Daqing acted without hesitation.

He found these people one by one, and without saying a word, he punched them quickly. Each punch hit the vital points accurately, and the opponents fell to the ground instantly.

Next came the part that He Daqing was most passionate about, plundering wealth.

After some searching, I found quite a lot.

In addition to the expensive jewelry worn by the two foreign women and tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars in cash, two huge safes were also found.

Faced with this solid line of defense, He Daqing sneered and decisively used his special ability, space storage.

He easily used the power of space to directly bring the door of the safe into it. This space cutting technology was simple, efficient and extremely brutal.

When the safe was opened, the valuables inside did not disappoint He Daqing's expectations.

One of the cabinets was almost filled to the brim with gold bars; the other cabinet was filled with a large amount of Hong Kong dollars and British pounds, as well as some seemingly important confidential documents.

He Daqing naturally accepted these tempting treasures, especially those glittering gold bars, with pleasure and took them for himself without hesitation.

As for Hong Kong dollars and British pounds, He Daqing just took two dozen for emergency use.

He Daqing was not very interested in other things and planned to hand them over to the organization as funds for activities in Hong Kong.

At He Daqing's level, money can almost be said to have no meaning at all.

If he wants to get money, with He Daqing's current means, he can just rob two banks. Wouldn't that be like a piece of cake?

Hong Kong dollars, British pounds, and confidential documents filled two large boxes and were thrown onto the car.

In the cover of night, He Daqing drove a car with Kang Dajun, slowly drove out of the foreigner's villa and headed down the mountain.

By the time Kang Dajun left, it was already 11:30 in the evening.

Kang Dajun is going to take over the foreigner and Liu Dazui in the villa, which is also a good thing for He Daqing.

If you can save a little effort, do so.

He Daqing threw all the Hong Kong dollars, British pounds, and confidential documents to Kang Dajun.

He Daqing did not shy away from giving Kang Dajun the credit he deserved and directly asked him to sign a written document.

If this is the case, and Kang Dajun still dares to embezzle his credit, He Daqing doesn't mind letting Kang Dajun try his methods.

Besides, I am a scientist, inventor, and historian. I am very annoyed by fighting and killing every day.

At this moment, He Daqing just wanted to go back early and restore his skin color.

Not to mention returning to the white and plump appearance of the past, at least it should not be the current dark and earthy color.

It's so undignified, he looks like a night soil collector who works all year round.

The last remaining mission is to find the last intelligence officer detained at the Marine Police Headquarters.

In order to avoid any further complications, He Daqing planned to use simple and violent means, just break the prison and release the person.