I make a living solving crimes.

One of the gangsters saw Chang Wei, turned around and yelled, "Get lost!"

Then a five-pound durian hit him in the face.

The durian mixed with blood cracked on the ground, and the shit-yellow flesh exuded an enticing aroma in the air.

With a "swish" sound, the gangster leader took out a dagger, and the remaining gangsters surrounded him with unfriendly faces.

It seems that these guys are street bullies and fighting has become a habit for them.

Chang Wei just didn't want to give up. He didn't feel any guilt or uneasiness in dealing with these foreign gangsters. He raised his foot and kicked the gangster leader.

He kicked the other person nearly ten meters away, and he let out a long scream. Finally, he fell to the ground and rolled twice before being silent.

Before the remaining hooligans could come to their senses, Chang Wei slapped each of them in the face, beat them all to the ground with a bang, then walked over and stomped on their feet, breaking either their legs or their arms.

The woman selling fruit covered her face and watched all this, dumbfounded and speechless.

Chang Wei picked up the durian on the ground, peeled it, dug out three pieces of flesh and smelled them, nodded with satisfaction, picked two more from the fruit stall, threw down a pound, waved his hand and left.

The two private detectives who were hiding and observing in the distance came over, ignored the woman, squatted down to check the injuries of the little hooligans, and looked at each other in horror.

It is not difficult to break an arm with one kick, but it is not easy to break a thigh bone.

Moreover, he was decisive in killing, without any hesitation during the whole process, as if injuring or even killing people was a common occurrence.

The two men's expressions became increasingly solemn.

However, they also became more and more certain that this so-called Mr. Rogers should not be a legitimate businessman from the local area.

......

Chang Wei just ate and slept, slept and ate, occasionally going to soak in the hotel swimming pool for a while, and spent five days in a daze.

These were the worst five days since he traveled through time.

Only the rich or the noble can live here. Even so, a man as young as Chang Wei is rare. Many female waiters are willing to provide him with in-depth services.

There was even a noble lady from France who suggested communicating with him all night.

He rejected them all with his righteousness.

"Nan...Steve, we checked Na Island. There are about 12,000 people on the island, 80% of them are Chinese." Li Laifu reported with a small notebook, "They mainly live in two towns, and there are some villages scattered around."

Chang Wei nodded and said, "When you go back, give the information to the minister and let him make the arrangements."

"Yes." Li Lai Fu agreed, smelled the smell in the room, frowned and said nothing.

Wu Jimao walked back and forth twice, "Steve, did you poop in the house?"

Chang Wei's eyebrows twitched, he took a deep breath and endured it, ignoring this guy, he looked at Li Laifu and said: "Get ready, follow me to pick up the goods the day after tomorrow, um, I guess there will be a war."

"Okay." Li Lai Fu nodded without surprise and pulled Wu Jimao out of the room.

Before leaving, I heard him yelling, "Is he having diarrhea due to the unfamiliar climate? Why does the whole house smell like shit? Should I buy him some medicine?"

This doubt continued until the next day when he saw Chang Wei eating durian.

"How can there be such a fruit?" Wu Jimao looked at the rotten yellow shit and trembled all over, saying, "What's the difference between this and eating shit?"

Ji Xiaowang thought about it carefully and whispered, "Maybe it's because people here can't eat shit directly, so they eat this."

Li Laifu ignored the matter of Durian. He stood at the window and kept observing the square in front of the door. After a while, he came back and said, "Steve, there are policemen guarding outside."

Chang Wei didn't even raise his head. "That's what he was waiting for. I killed someone outside a few days ago and injured a few others."

"Then why didn't they come in to get you?"

“They can’t get in here.”

Li Lai Fu was stunned, obviously not understanding.

This is a hotel, not a walled city. Can’t the police come in and arrest people?

"This is capitalism." Chang Wei wiped his hands, stood up and looked out the window, and smiled: "They believe that private property is inviolable. I am a guest here, and the hotel will protect me."

"The wind can come in, the rain can come in, but the king can't come in...Oh, the tax bureau can come in anywhere."

Li Lai Fu couldn't understand Chang Wei's jokes, but that didn't stop him from despising the police in Po County.

Even though they were sure that the murderer was in the hotel, they still didn't dare to come in and arrest him.

The phone in the guest room rang. Chang Wei pressed his palm to signal for silence and walked over to pick up the phone.

"Mr. Rogers, we have prepared the goods you want." The voice of the foreign manager came from the other side.

"Okay, I can come over now, which warehouse?"

"Oh, no, no, no, you know, three thousand tons of rubber is a very important material. We will take a big risk if we give it to you."

Chang Wei smiled playfully and said in an impatient tone: "What do you mean? You don't want to increase the price temporarily, do you? We have signed the contract, where is your spirit of the contract?"

"Of course we will abide by the contract." The foreign manager chuckled. "We are doing this for your consideration. Such a large amount of strategic materials will definitely attract the attention of the Sixth Bureau and the police station. If we make the transaction public, it will not be good for you or us."

Chang Wei curled his lips, remained silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"

"Tonight, at ten o'clock, you come to the port to trade. By then, the money and goods will be settled, and you can also arrange for a ship to transport them away as soon as possible."

"...at night? Ten o'clock?"

"Yes, you see, I am doing this for your consideration."

Chang Wei took the phone in his hand and played with his fingers. After a moment, he hesitated and said, "Are you sure no one is watching you at night?"

"Don't worry, we will take care of it." The foreign manager heard the trepidation in Chang Wei's tone and comforted him, "We are the Swire Group. Our connections and relationships in Singapore are unmatched by other foreign companies."

"Okay, I believe you." Chang Wei hung up the phone and looked at the three people, "Eat, sleep, and conserve your energy. We will set off when it gets dark."

Only a fool would wait until ten o'clock.

As night falls, the seaside scenery gradually blends into the deep blue-black.

The sea breeze blows gently, bringing with it a hint of coolness and saltiness. In the distance, the waves beat against the embankment, making a low and rhythmic sound.

Occasionally, a fishing boat slowly passed by the dock, and the lights on the boat drew a long light track on the sea, breaking the tranquility of the sea, as if it was exploring in the endless darkness.

The foreign manager looked at the mercenaries that the detective agency had assembled, and frowned, "Why are they all monkeys? Aren't there any soldiers from Daiying?"

The president smiled and said, "There is only one person on the other side, and this is Po County. These people are enough. They are all veterans who have fought in the battlefield."

Dai Ying's master and these Filipino monkeys are not worth the same price.

"Don't underestimate him. If he is really from the University of East, you know their fighting power."

"It's okay. These people have fought against Dongda before. In the past, they defeated 40,000 Dongda soldiers with only 900 people in Yutong, Korea."

"You believe this kind of nonsense?" The foreign manager's eyes widened, and he suddenly felt that he had made a fatal mistake.

Before I could regret it, the warehouse door slammed open with a loud bang and a truck pushed the door open.

Li Zicheng pushed the door—and broke in!