Wandering among the heavens, learning has no end.

Some corner.

Standing in front of Songpa were three men: one tall and fat named King Kong, one with an afro and no name, and the other wearing glasses, who was the leader of the theft gang, Brother Bei.

Brother Bei put one hand on Songpa's shoulder and smiled kindly: "Brother, where are you going?"

With all those bags and packages, are they planning to run away?

"No... I have something to do and need to leave T country for a while."

Songpa quickly replied.

"What's wrong? Is it convenient for you to tell me?"

Brother Bei smiled kindly and continued to ask.

"I...I'm going to meet the buyer and try to sell the gold as soon as possible."

Songpa's mind raced, and he came up with a reason.

Bei Ge's smile gradually disappeared, and he went up and slapped him across the face: "Do you fucking think we're stupid?"

Tell me, are you trying to keep all the gold for yourself?

Bei Ge grabbed Songpa's hair with a somewhat ferocious expression.

"No, absolutely not!"

Songpa replied in rapid succession.

"Brother, you're trying to run away? How can I trust you? Whether you're going to run away or not, what about our gold?"

"Brother Bei asked."

He felt that the gold could no longer be kept by Songpa alone.

"Gold...gold..."

"You're stammering, and you still say you don't want to take it all for yourself!"

"The gold...the gold is gone..."

Sompa eventually told the truth.

When Bei Ge heard this, he didn't get angry. Instead, he laughed and then slapped Songpa several times.

While hitting him, he said, "You son of a bitch, you son of a bitch, you really want to hoard all the gold!"

To him, Songpa's words were undoubtedly a request to keep all the gold for himself.

"Brother Bei, it's really lost!"

Songpa said this while being beaten.

King Kong and the guy with the afro were starting to panic.

"Big brother, he's not serious, is he?"

What if it's really lost?

The man with the afro looked at Brother Bei and said.

"Bullshit! You're telling me a hundred kilograms of gold is gone?!"

Why don't you just abandon yourself! Come on, let's go to his workshop first!

Brother Bei scoffed in disbelief.

The three quickly led Songpa back to the workshop.

Back at the workshop, Songpa told the three of them what had happened the night before.

They also took out the rope to tie him up, as well as a hood.

Brother Bei still didn't believe it; to be precise, he couldn't believe it.

They've worked so hard and taken so many risks, and they were about to make a fortune, and you're telling me the gold is gone?!

He pondered for a while, then called Tony at the police station, told him what had happened, and asked Tony to check the surveillance footage.

……

Chinatown, police station.

Tony was also startled when he received the message, and then immediately went to check the surveillance footage.

Tony's police identity was very useful, and he quickly obtained the surveillance footage.

After reviewing the surveillance footage, it was confirmed that a masked person went into the workshop, but no one came out with anything, let alone a two-meter-tall Buddha statue.

Tony called North.

……

workshop.

Bei Ge kicked Songpa to the ground: "Damn it, you lied to me, didn't you!"

That person didn't take any Buddha statue from you at all!

"It must be him! That person must have taken the gold!"

Songpa was stunned and shouted loudly.

"Damn it, beat him! Beat him until he tells the truth!"

Brother Bei looked at his two underlings and said.

King Kong and the man with the afro nodded and immediately began to act.

Soon, Songpa's screams echoed through the workshop.

A few minutes later.

Songpa was beaten black and blue.

"Tell me! Where's the gold?!"

Bei Ge squatted down in front of Songpa and shouted.

Songpa shook her head, feeling slightly dizzy, and said weakly, "It's really lost..."

Brother Bei roared, "Damn it! Keep hitting him!"

"Brother, if you hit him again, you'll really kill him."

"I'm hesitant," the man with the afro said.

Brother Bei scratched his head in frustration and paced back and forth in the workshop.

"Songpa! Fine, you win. You won't talk, huh? I'd like to see if you're really not afraid of death or just pretending. Tie him up and starve him for a few days!"

After Brother Bei finished speaking.

King Kong and the Afro immediately took action, tying up Songpa and throwing him into a room.

……

the other side.

Ji Yuan strolled leisurely down the street.

Come to think of it, he had never been abroad before, so he took this opportunity to treat it as a trip abroad.

Anyway, he works as a police officer now, and the police station happens to be investigating a gold theft case.

So, it's normal for a police officer to go out and look for clues, right?

That evening, Kuntai took him out to have some fun.

Inside a bar, the lights were dim, various neon lights flashed, and accompanied by extremely rhythmic music, making it dazzling and deafening.

Not far away, several women with curvaceous figures, dressed in revealing clothes, and showing off their fair skin were performing pole dancing.

Kuntai led Ji Yuan to a seat, and soon Ji Yuan met Tang Ren, the protagonist of the movie Detective Chinatown.

Tang Ren wasn't a member of the police force, so Kun Tai didn't hide Ji Yuan's identity from him.

"Tang Ren, let me introduce you. This is my cousin."

Kuntai pointed at Ji Yuan and said.

"Cousin, this is Tang Ren, my younger brother. You two should get to know each other."

After Tang Ren learned that Ji Yuan was Kun Tai's cousin, he immediately addressed Ji Yuan, who was about ten years younger than him, as "Brother Yuan."

It completely stunned Ji Yuan.

"You're at least ten years older than me, yet you call me 'brother'?"

Just call me Lao Ji.

Ji Yuan wasn't used to being called "brother." It was fine with younger people or girls, but when older people called him "brother," he just felt awkward.

"Okay, Lao Ji, you can call me Xiao Tang from now on."

Tang Ren grinned and said.

When Tang Ren talks to people, he often grins broadly, and his gold tooth is particularly eye-catching.

Ji Yuan smiled and nodded: "Okay, Xiao Tang."

"You two stop talking and start drinking."

Kuntai looked at the two people chatting and said.

The three of them quickly got into a good time at the bar.

Okay, it's mainly Kuntai and Tangren who are drinking like crazy and getting high.

Ji Yuan wasn't a glutton for alcohol. What was so great about alcohol? He sipped his wine slowly for a long time.

Meanwhile, Ji Yuan was silently criticizing the lead dancers in the bar with a critical eye.

……

The next day.

Li is about to take action.

He had already parked the prepared van in the underground parking lot of the Haitian Building.

Haitian Building is an abandoned building; almost no one comes here anymore.

Immediately afterwards, he called Tang Ren.

Tell Tang Ren to pick up a package from Songpa Workshop on the evening of the 14th and deliver it to a van in the underground parking lot of Haitian Building.

Li Hui approaches Tang Ren, choosing him as a scapegoat.

It was entirely because of Tang Ren's work that he opened a detective agency and called himself the number one detective in Chinatown.

In reality, he usually helps with tasks like finding cats and dogs and catching mistresses, and sometimes he also does delivery work to make a living.

It was precisely because Tang Ren did this kind of work that Li approached him.