More than ten minutes later, seeing that Huang Zhicheng was about to leave, Chen Jiaju hurriedly turned off the monitor and returned to the duty room in a flash.

As soon as Chen Jiaju sat down, Huang Zhicheng walked in.

He looked at Chen Jiaju who was reading the newspaper and said, "I have asked, since there is nothing to do, let it go. The coffee in the office is very expensive."

"Yes, sir!"

Chen Jiaju stood attentively and saluted without mentioning what he saw.

After all, the police are a disciplined force, and it is prohibited to peek at the conversation between the boss and the prisoner when the boss expressly prohibits it.

What's more, he heard the big secret. If he was not alert, he would not be allowed to tell it here. In order to keep the secret, Huang Sir transferred him to the reservoir to see the reservoir.

"Don't tell anyone that I've been here."

"Yes, sir!"

As soon as Huang Zhicheng said this, it was another meaning in Chen Jiaju's ears.

On the surface, he pretended not to know anything, but in fact he had already laughed in his heart and thought to himself: "I know if you don't say it!"

"Lin Yao, you can leave now."

After Huang Zhicheng left, Chen Jiaju opened the door to the interrogation room.

When Lin Yao passed by him, Chen Jiaju lowered her head and whispered: "My man, I'm sorry before!"

Lin Yao didn't say anything and looked up at Chen Jiaju.

Chen Jiaju blinked at him, and everything was indifferent.

"Chan Sir, have time to have tea together."

Lin Yao waved his hand, came to the duty room and called Zhong Xiaomei, and said, "Let's go."

Zhong Xiaomei trotted behind her, her big white legs shaking her eyes and asked, "Is this okay?"

"What can happen? He has no evidence to arrest me."

Lin Yao walked outside the police station and found a black Mercedes-Benz parked on the side of the road.

Seeing someone coming out, Mercedes-Benz lowered the window and exposed Daozi's cheeks.

"Brother Yao, will it be done so soon?"

Daozi got out of the car, took the initiative to open the rear door for Lin Yao, and asked, "That little policeman didn't make things difficult for you, right?"

"No!"

Lin Yao pulled Zhong Xiaomei into the car, looked at the police station under the night through the car window, and whispered: "This trip is worth it today."

Lin Yao didn't say what it was worth, nor did Daozai ask.

In silence, Daozai started the car and headed towards her residence in Tsim Sha Tsui.

"Brother Yao, does he always keep his gun away?"

Xiaomei Zhong sat behind and observed the driving knife using a reversing mirror.

"What are you calling me?" Lin Yao was surprised.

"Brother Yao, don't they all call you Brother Yao?"

Zhong Xiaomei withdrew her gaze, blocked her thighs with her hands, and said weakly: "I have to find a title!"

"All right."

Lin Yao first responded, and then explained: "Daozi is a working employee of Xinrong Security Group, commonly known as professional bodyguards. He has a gun license."

Many club bosses are surrounded by gunmen in black suits.

In fact, these gunmen do not hold guns illegally. They will all be affiliated with security companies to obtain legal gun licenses.

Lin Yao also has this kind of certificate, but his gun is on the body of Daozai, and he generally will not carry it with him unless necessary.

Lin Yao spent 1.5 million yuan for these two gun certificates.

This is 1.5 million in 1984, and this money is enough to buy ten courtyard houses in Beijing.

The current Beijing Siheyuan has not been hyped up yet. I won’t talk about it within the Third Ring Road, but on the Fourth Ring Road and the Fifth Ring Road, there are as many such yards as there are.

Of course, Lin Yao did not have the idea of ​​stocking up hundreds of courtyard houses in the capital, unless you want to eat ingots and candles.

If he remembers correctly, the Beijing Renovation Project will start in 1986, and all kinds of second-generation bidding will be bidding.

The eating habits of those people are very ugly. It may be fine for ordinary people, but if you are not clean, then wait for the big fish to eat the small fish.

When developing, it is not something you can say you can’t sell it just by saying you don’t sell it.

If you sell it, you won’t give you money, and you have to endure it.

Nothing to say along the way.

In the car, the three of them returned to their apartment in Tsim Sha Tsui.

After arriving at home, Lin Yao pointed to the guest room and said, "You stay in this room."

Xiaomei Zhong is very beautiful, but Lin Yao was not so anxious that he could be a tyrant.

The apartment he rented was a three-bedroom apartment with one living room, and each of the three was exactly one room. If there was something happening today, I was not afraid that Xiaomei Zhong would run away.

Zhong Xiaomei has seen his power. As long as she is not stupid, she will never cause trouble.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Yao found that Zhong Xiaomei was not moving and stood in the living room with a look of embarrassment.

"I didn't bring any change of clothes!"

Zhong Xiaomei is a very clean person. It is normal to take a bath once a day, and she even needs to take two or three times when it is hot.

"I have clean shirts and pants here. If you want to take a shower, wear mine first."

Lin Yao walked into the bedroom and took out a white shirt and black pants.

Looking at the clothes in Lin Yao's hand, Zhong Xiaomei smiled embarrassedly and said, "Forget it, I'll deal with it all night, and I'll go home tomorrow to get some clothes back."

"What's the point!"

Lin Yao threw the clothes to Zhong Xiaomei and pointed to the bathroom location: "There are slippers and shower gel inside. The slippers were left by Daozi and his wife. You can wear them first."

"Brother Yao, you guys chat, I'm going to sleep in the room."

Daozi sneaked into the room.

Looking at his back, Lin Yao cursed in his heart: "When I usually compete with me for the remote control, why didn't I listen to you going to bed early?"

After cursing for a few words, Lin Yao turned on the TV.

On TV, I acted in the classic TV series "The Legend of Silkworms", which is also a good drama that will never be out of date after twenty years.

After looking at it for about half an hour, the bathroom door was opened.

Lin Yao subconsciously glanced at him and felt dazzlingly illusioned.

Zhong Xiaomei is wearing a white shirt on the upper body and Lin Yao’s black trousers on the lower body. She is both pure and lively as a girl, and has a hint of men’s ability.

"Brother Yao, what if my elder brother and the others don't raise enough money in three months?"

Zhong Xiaomei's face turned red and she sat on the sofa next to Lin Yao.

Lin Yao can smell the fragrance of shower gel without inhaling, and also the milky smell of a girl.

"It's easy to deal with without money, I can pay off your debt!"

Lin Yao said with a smile.

"I'm serious!"

Zhong Xiaomei sat on the sofa with her legs and said, "150,000 Hong Kong dollars, not a small amount.

If my elder brother and the other five go to work, they will get 3,000 Hong Kong dollars a month, and the five people will only only 15,000 yuan a month.

Not to mention three months, I’m afraid I won’t be able to save enough in a year unless they can avoid eating or drinking.”

Lin Yao listened for a while and asked back: "What do you want to say?"

"I'm idle and idle, so why not let me work for you."

Zhong Xiaomei really had some thoughts, looked at Lin Yao with big shiny eyes and explained to him: "I went to girls' school. Although I was not a formal university, I also learned a lot.

I think you don’t have a secretary yet, so why not let me be your secretary, so I can understand the accounts or something.”

Zhong Xiaomei’s idea is very simple. If she becomes Lin Yao’s secretary, she will not only help her brother and others to relieve the pressure, but also talk to Lin Yao and the others.

By then, the three-month period has arrived and I haven't raised 150,000 Hong Kong dollars. I am his secretary, so he can't be cruel to attack his elder brother.

"Are you crazy, or am I crazy, let you be my secretary?"

Lin Yao was not interested in this statement at all and asked, "Do you know what I do?"

"Brother of the club!" Zhong Xiaomei replied.

"Yes, I am the boss of a club. How many of my accounts can stand scrutiny? How many of them cannot stand scrutiny?"
To be continued...