Chương 28: Heavy Black Star
The night is like water, and the crescent moon is like a hook.
Binjiang Avenue is a famous scenic spot in Jiangbei City. The river scenery is beautiful and the trees are dancing. In the night, the Huaijiang River reflects the neon lights on both sides of the river and the crescent moon in the sky. Passing by, one or two deep and long whistles will reflect the beauty of the Huaijiang River even more.
Along the river is a wide avenue, which is one of the top ten projects to improve the city appearance launched by the previous municipal government. It is magnificent and beautiful with ten lanes in both directions, and complements the Huaijiang River. High-end clubs, bathing centers, bars, etc., full of feasting and feasting, are the famous gold-selling caves in Jiangbei City.
Liu Ziguang rode a bicycle under the shadow of the trees, along the Binjiang Avenue, humming songs while walking, he looked like a worker on the night shift, after riding for about ten minutes, he finally arrived at the destination, a golden and magnificent The building shines with dazzling neon lights in the night, luxurious and domineering, with a huge door, and four waitresses wearing high-slit cheongsam standing at the door coincide with the style of the building: resplendent!
What kind of person is Liu Ziguang? When he was beaten up in the pre-examination department that day, he didn't miss a word of the conversation between Yang Feng and those scum . The club is also well-known in Jiangbei City, but the grade is too high, and most people dare not come to consume.
There is a large parking lot at the resplendent entrance. The security guards who greet the guests are all wearing black suits and pure black shirts inside . Luxurious cars backed in and out, and a man in the same black suit at the door, shaved and bald, with bright eyes, kept paying attention to the situation around him.
He had already seen Liu Ziguang, but he didn't doubt it at all, because this person was so ordinary, just like those ordinary people who passed by Binjiang Avenue every night, who could never spend their lives in splendor, passing by the door on a bicycle, and then It's normal.
In his eyes, Liu Ziguang is just a moving scene in the night background, what he needs to pay attention to are those cars with familiar brands and certain guests .
On the road, the night shift worker riding a bicycle got off the bicycle naturally, squatted down and fiddled with the pedals and the chain, it seemed that the bicycle had broken down, the foreman just glanced at it casually, and didn't take it seriously at all. He didn't know that next to where Liu Ziguang was squatting, there was a person hidden in the bushes in the isolation zone.
The fur boy in the camouflage uniform has been lying here for three hours. As a hunter, he has excellent patience and superb masking skills. The 87-style four-color jungle camouflage uniform has been converted into an auspicious uniform similar to snipers. Even if you look closely, you won't find a person lying here.
Cars roared past, the roar covering up the conversation between Liu Ziguang and Mao Hai.
"How about it?"
"The ones who went in at 9:20 were still those people and that car. There has been no movement until now."
"Well, keep watching."
After finishing speaking, Liu Ziguang rode his bicycle and left. This kind of investigation has been going on for a week. Every day, the fur boy would squat here to observe and record the whereabouts of Yang Feng and others. I actually came here four times a week, and each time I had to play for three or four hours, and sometimes I didn't even return all night. Every time, I had to drive a Passat with a Huai O license plate. Except for Yang Feng and Lao San, the participants In addition to being fixed, every day is a different guest.
Although they have mastered certain rules, it is still inconvenient to start. Yang Feng and the others are no better than Sun Wei, and they can play around with them at will. Acting in groups, basically no one will be alone, which makes Liu Ziguang a headache. What's more, they are likely to have guns on them, so it's not a joke...
By the way, guns, this reminded Liu Ziguang of two movies, Johnnie To's "PTU" and Lu Chuan's "Looking for Guns". It seems that some work can be done on this.
Another day passed, and in the early hours of the morning, Ma Chao drove the fur boy back. Today, Yang Feng's third child and the others didn't leave in the car until twelve o'clock. They went back to each house and got off at the door of their house. There was no one on the way. Chance.
As expected, Liu Ziguang was not discouraged by his illness. He took the hairy boy and asked the third child about their specific actions carefully, never letting go of any clues.
Maohai's eyes are very sharp, and his memory is surprisingly good. He recalled every detail of Yang Feng and others from getting off the car to entering Jinbihui, and finally Liu Ziguang discovered the subtleties worthy of attention.
The driver of this Passat is the third child, the middle-aged man in casual clothes who abused Liu Ziguang with handcuffs in the sub-bureau and helped Yang Feng manage his relationship. According to Li Jianguo's information, he is now a small head of the escort company under the Municipal Bureau. The kind of person with little power and a lot of connections.
Every time the third child gets out of the car, he has to lock a black handbag into the glove box on the co-pilot seat . Locked in his own car, and unwilling to bring in resplendent things, there is only one possibility, and that is guns.
No matter if it succeeds or not, it's good to try it out. I've been holding my breath for more than ten days. When has someone like Liu Ziguang suffered from such a dumb loss ?
The next night, the Passat driven by the third child came to the entrance of Jinbihuanghuang again. The door opened, and three blushing men got out of the car, their steps were a little staggering . Check the combination lock, then lock it into the co-pilot glove box, and dig it to make sure it is locked, before pushing the door and getting out of the car.
With the sound of the flute, the Passat was locked, and the four guests laughed unscrupulously and walked into Jinbihuangguang. The security guard in black suit opened the door for them, and the welcome lady in cheongsam smiled professionally. These are regular customers. It has long been commonplace.
Not long after the youngest and the others entered, two groups of young people arrived at Jinbihuanghuang in a taxi at the same time, each of them staggered to and fro, as if drunk, and when they walked to the door, they didn't know who bumped into whom. Then pushing and shoving, all grumpy young men, quickly rose to the level of group brawls.
If it is a general group fight, the resplendent security guards are happy to watch the excitement, but this group fight happened at the door of their own house, so there is no reason to ignore it, the foreman picked up the walkie-talkie and quickly called the brothers upstairs to come down for reinforcements, and then brought the people at the door A few guys went up to stop the fight.
Who would have thought that these drunks didn't even give them a resplendent face, they beat whoever they caught, and even the security guards in black suits joined the battle group under the push and push. With the sound of the "flute", the door lock of the Passat was quietly opened.
A figure lurked past like a ghost, opened a crack in the door, and got into the co-pilot's seat. He was lying so low that no one could be seen inside from the outside. The magnificent parking lot was huge, with dozens of cars, big and small. When it stopped here, all the security guards guarding the parking lot went to the door to reinforce, but no one saw what happened to this Passatri.
A minute later, before the security guards from upstairs rushed down, the two drunks ran away. They were not at all drunk when they ran away, which made the security foreman very puzzled . Something is wrong.
Scratching his head and thinking for a long time, he subconsciously looked at the parking lot. There were still none of those cars missing. Forget it, one thing more is better than one thing less, the foreman thought to himself.
...
On a remote road by the river, there was a white Jetta without a license plate . This unassuming Jetta was used. At this time, Liu Ziguang and Mao Hai were sitting in the back seat, and Ma Chao was in the driver's seat.
The two groups of people who fought at the splendid gate just now were arranged by Liu Ziguang to attract the attention of the security guards and give Ma Chao time to do business.
Stealing cars is very common in Jiangbei City. They use decoders bought in Guangdong to steal the doors of other people's cars, especially mid-range cars like Passat and Accord. Because they are easy to sell stolen goods, they are the most popular among car thieves. Ma Chao The auto repair shop where he works secretly also does some business of helping people modify cars and selling stolen goods. Ma Chao is not a layman when it comes to this.
As for the lock on the co-pilot, it is even more pediatrics. You can pierce it with any wire. Ma Chao got it done in less than 20 seconds. In the hands of Liu Ziguang.
The handbag is very expensive, it is made of real leather, there is a Montagut logo on the front, and a combination lock on it, but this lock is completely meaningless . The leather was broken, and a heavy iron guy fell out.
Sure enough, it was a gun. It was a big, heavy pistol. The blue color was already mottled, and it smelled like gun oil. There was a line of coded numbers engraved on the gun body. Look at the bottom of the grip. It was empty. Pull the trigger, The chamber is also empty, and looking at the muzzle, the rifling is almost smoothed out.
Liu Ziguang was playing with the pistol, rubbing the black five-pointed star on the handle and exclaiming: " This is the big black star. The Hong Kong gangsters who were beaten by this shit are really old and strong."
There is a gun but no bullets, which is very unreasonable. After checking the handbag carefully, I found a heavy magazine filled with five rounds of yellow bullets . , pulled the trigger, and the shiny bullet jumped out from the ejection port, and he grabbed it.
Liu Ziguang had a great time playing, but Ma Chao was terrified: "Brother Liu, this is a gun."
"Nonsense, isn't this a gun or a dog?" Liu Ziguang laughed.
"Then, what are you going to do, it won't be..." Ma Chao's face turned pale, the gun-related cases are big cases, and it will be hard to get caught.
Liu Ziguang smiled faintly: "Don't worry, this thing is hot, we won't keep it, but if we put it in our hands, someone is more anxious than us."
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