All the Hongxing people were arrested, but Zhang Xian was not at all concerned.

Because all of this was part of his plan.

With this arrangement of Hung Hing, Wing Shing was able to gain a foothold in Tsim Sha Tsui, and then eliminate the drug trafficking gang headed by the Ni family. The last part of Yau Tsim Mong also fell into Zhang Xian's hands.

He thought about it and called Luo Ji.

"Hello, it's me. Is this convenient?"

As Ni Kun's bodyguard, Luo Ji cannot escape blame for Ni Kun's murder.

But fortunately, Ni Kun arranged for him to do something today and did not bring him with him, but brought Ni Laosan with him.

Therefore, Ni Laosan is now a serious suspect, so much so that no one cares about him as a bodyguard.

However, at this time, he was still a little frightened when he received Zhang Xian's call.

"what's up?"

"Go now while no one is paying attention to you, come to Zhenghua, Ni Yongxiao knows you are an undercover..."

Zhang Xian finished speaking quickly and hung up the phone.

Luo Ji's heartbeat accelerated instantly. While Ni Yongxiao had not returned yet, Luo Ji stood up and walked out, driving away from Ni's house.

As soon as he left, Ni Yongxiao's car arrived home.

As soon as the car stopped, Ni Yongxiao violently opened the door and ran towards home.

When I came to the living room of my villa, I saw Ni Kun lying on the table.

As the incident happened suddenly, no relevant things were prepared, so everyone just found a quilt as a cushion and put Ni Kun on it.

Seeing Ni Yongxiao coming back, Ni Laosan, who had been worried all the time, immediately stepped forward to explain: "Ah Xiao, listen to me..."

Ni Yongxiao didn't even look at Ni Laosan, he pushed Ni Laosan aside with both hands.

When he arrived in front of Ni Kun's body, Ni Yongxiao's legs went limp and he fell forward in front of the table, tears that had been held back for a long time streaming down his eyes.

"Dad, I'm back..."

Ni Yongxiao took off his glasses, held Ni Kun's cold hands tightly, and moved his gaze from Ni Kun's closed eyes to the wound on his chest.

The wound was right on the chest, right at the heart, which showed that the shooter was a very skilled marksman.

"Call a doctor and dig out the bullet..." Ni Yongxiao struggled to stand up, wiped his tears, and put on his glasses again.

He turned around and looked at Ni Laosan seriously, then went to comfort his mother.

Within an hour, all the children of the Ni family rushed back home.

The doctor who was called in also dug out the bullet from Ni Kun's body, a 9mm pistol bullet. Many pistols use this bullet.

After coaxing his mother to sleep, Ni Yongxiao called all the children together and said, "Dad made arrangements before he died."

"My eldest brother is a doctor, and my second sister is married. You guys should stay away from that kind of stuff. The Ni family still has me."

"You guys stay with mom these few days, I'll take care of everything!"

Ni Yongxiao took over all the orders with great responsibility.

He remembered that his father had an illegitimate child named A'ren. Although he was an illegitimate child, he was also his father's son.

Even though they are not born from the same mother, they are still brothers.

Therefore, Ni Yongxiao prepared to send someone to bring Ah Ren back, even if he didn't come, he would capture him.

Thinking of this, Ni Yongxiao stood up and walked to the mourning hall and asked, "Where is Ah Ji?"

Ni Laosan, shrinking his head, answered cautiously: "He just went out. I don't know where he went before you came back."

"Okay, I understand." Ni Yongxiao's face darkened and he took out his phone to call Luo Ji.

"Aji, where have you been?"

Luo Ji's voice came from the phone: "Brother Xiao, I went to the scene and I want to find the person who did it."

Hearing that Luo Ji had gone to investigate the murderer, Ni Yongxiao's expression did not ease at all. After being silent for more than ten seconds, he spoke:

"Have you found any clues? Come over here first."

"Well, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Ni Yongxiao began to inspect the mourning hall set up by the workers...

An intersection near Zhenghua Building.

Luo Ji got into Zhang Xian's car, and not long after he got in, Ni Yongxiao called him.

After fooling around, Luo Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Ji explained the situation to Zhang Xian: "Ah Xiao asked me to go back immediately."

"Don't go back. You will die if you go back." Zhang Xian directly told Luo Ji not to go back.

Luo Ji looked straight into Zhang Xian's eyes and found that Zhang Xian's eyes were exceptionally clear, which made people not be on guard at all.

He asked curiously: "Why? How do you know Ni Yongxiao knows that I'm an undercover?"

Zhang Xian leaned back, leaning on the backrest, and said seriously: "What Ni Yongxiao told me, not only Ni Yongxiao knows, but Ni Kun also knows."

"But how they knew that, I don't know..."

"The reason they keep you here is to use you to spread some false information to confuse the police, so that they can lure the tiger away from the mountain and make the transaction safe."

"Ni Kun has always kept you by his side and seems to trust you, but in fact, no one has ever let you get close to the core..."

Zhang Xian said seriously, paused for a moment, and speculated: "Maybe someone in your group was bribed by Ni Kun."

"Or maybe Ni Kun has an undercover agent in your police force. After all, your internal corruption is so serious."

Luo Ji chose to believe Zhang Xian's words, thinking that his identity was really exposed.

So, if he goes back now, he will die.

But it seems that there is no value in returning to the police force. He was once the second in the police academy. If he had not chosen to be an undercover agent, he would at least be an inspector now.

But now, after working undercover for several years, I have not found any useful value. When I return to the police force, I can only start as a basic police officer...

"What? You want to go back and take risks?" Zhang Xian saw Luo Ji's hesitation and asked first.

Luo Ji nodded: "Well, if I go back now, it would be equivalent to wasting five years."

"I'm almost 30, and I don't want to start as a police officer..."

Zhang Xian nodded slightly to show his understanding, but still persuaded: "But if you go back and continue to be an undercover agent, you will be dead."

Luo Ji still had illusions about this: "I have nothing to do with Ni Kun's death. According to what you said, they used me to hide from the police, so I am still useful and he will not kill me."

Zhang Xian smiled disdainfully: "Haha, don't be naive. Ni Yongxiao's father is dead. Do you think he will still be rational?"

"Maybe he's looking for the murderer of his father all over the world, preparing to kill his entire family..."

Luo Ji is a little confused now and doesn't know what to do.

Returning to the police force to become a low-level police officer would be a complete waste of his years of undercover career.

He was a young man of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, weather-beaten and looking like he was almost forty.

Just when he was confused, not knowing what to do and very hesitant, he heard Zhang Xian's words.

"I see you're a little distressed. Why don't you stay and work with us? With luck, after 1997, we can return to the police force with honor."

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