In Xia Qi's office, Sheng Jiashu took out his cigarette case a little irritably, held a cigarette in his mouth, and then handed the cigarette case to Xia Qi, who was behind the desk opposite. Xia Qi shook his head and refused the cigarette: "I'll wait a moment."

When I go home, my family won’t want to smell my mouth full of cigarette smoke, that’s not what a gentleman should do.”

Sheng Jiashu flicked the Zippo away and lit the cigarette in his mouth: "If my whole family was still here, I wouldn't smoke."

"Speaking of your family." Xia Qi paused, flipped through the information on the table, and pushed it towards Sheng Jiashu opposite: "While waiting for the murderer, I can just talk about the investigation of that case.

, I checked the police case files, questioned the police officers present, and of course, collected as much information as possible from the forensic department, which allowed me to narrow down the scope of the investigation."

Sheng Jiashu did not go through the information, but first looked back at Sherlock and Pan Qingtian. Sherlock was carefully stuffing half of his butt on a round stool. When he saw Sheng Jiashu looking over, he quickly stood up and pulled Pan Qingtian with him.

On the pretext of going to pee together, I walked out of the office and gave the space to the two of them.

"Through the description of the scene by the police, I simulated the crime scene as much as possible. Through the position of the body, injuries, blood stains, and the report provided by the medical examiner, I have enough reason to believe that your family is not awake.

They were brutally murdered while in a state. In other words, on that day, all the adults were in a coma or unconscious state. Only the three children were conscious when they were killed. I used torture methods to interrogate the first ones who arrived at the scene of the crime.

The police officers, under duress, tried their best to provide the information they knew. At present, the mess at the crime scene is more likely to be deliberately forged and arranged by the murderer after the murder, rather than the result of your family's struggle with the murderer."

Xia Qi took a sip of the coffee on the table and introduced it to Sheng Jiashu who was flipping through the information.

Sheng Jiashu took a deep breath from the cigarette, and then puffed it out heavily from his nose: "That is to say, either someone my family trusted drugged them to make them comatose and then killed them, or that trusted person was bribed to drug them, and then there was a murderer.

kill."

"There is a high probability that this is the case. I suspect it is alcohol, because only alcohol will not be exposed to children. Imagine that on the night of the crime, the family is preparing to enjoy dinner, and someone your family trusts arrives.

And brought a bottle of wine and a piece of good news, or someone brought a bottle of wine and a piece of good news, a piece of good news that would make your whole family happy and willing to raise a toast to it, and you must drink that bottle

Then all the adults happily drank a glass and then enjoyed dinner. The drug took effect and the adults fell into a coma. At this time, the murderer opened the door and killed the three children who had not drank.

Then he raised the knife to the unconscious person, and then after everyone was dead, he simply created the scene to make it look like there had been a fierce battle, and your family members were killed because they failed to resist." Xia Qi nodded.

Head: "I have reviewed many case files related to murder by Hong Kong societies, and I have also asked Zhang Rongshen about this issue. Most similar cases will not occur in the victim's home. It seems that Hong Kong triad members will deliberately avoid being in each other's homes.

When a family takes action, the so-called harm does not harm the wife and children, and in ordinary robbery and murder cases, it is obviously impossible to explain why the murderer wanted to have a drink with the victim before robbing."

"At home, it is true that children are not qualified to drink, and my father does not allow his grandchildren to drink. And the good news is that my whole family can drink and celebrate. A month ago, I made a phone call to tell my family that I had

A better job is to go to Boston to serve as a senior manager of a new company and be the third-ranked shareholder." Sheng Jiashu spoke very slowly, and only spoke after thinking carefully.

Xia Qi crossed his hands on the table and looked at Sheng Jiashu: "Who else besides your family would know this news and take advantage of it?"

"Many people will know this news. My father will not hide this kind of thing. Instead, he will proudly show it off to his friends."

"Would he brag about you to people in other groups or rival groups?"

"Won't."

"Okay, let's assume that he bragged about your new job to people in the same club. Let's assume that a bad gentleman knew the news, and he happened to be a good friend of your father's enemy. Mr. Bad told the news.

His good friend, your father's enemy, thought this was a good opportunity to take advantage of, so..."

"I have a question. My father, my eldest brother, and my second brother all drink alcohol, so there are always drinks at home. Why are you sure that they will drink the wine that the other party brings?"

"Maybe the other party's wine is more advanced and delicious?"

"No, there is a better excuse. For example, that bottle of wine is related to me. For example, it can be said that I brought it back to that person, and he took it out to borrow flowers this time to offer to Buddha."

"Yes, that's it."

Sheng Jiashu's eyes became sharper. After the introductory conversation between Xia Qi and him, he slowly exhaled: "No matter what the reason is, there is a ghost in the club, or there is a murderer hidden in the club."

"Is it a mole or a murderer? Further investigation is needed. I will continue." Xia Qi stood up and walked to the clothes rack in the corner, preparing to take off his hat and go home.

Sheng Jiashu also stood up, his eyes fixed on the empty place opposite, as if Xia Qi was still sitting in the same position. After standing there for more than ten seconds, he slowly said: "There is no need to investigate."

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" Xia Qi put his round-top gentleman's hat on his head and turned to look at Sheng Jiashu. He didn't hear what he just said clearly.

Sheng Jiashu looked at Xia Qi: "I said there is no need to investigate anymore, that's the end of it."

"Are you sure, after the investigation is over, I also need to see four thousand pounds appear in my account." Xia Qi looked at Sheng Jiashu with stunned eyes: "You don't want to know the murderer, or have you already guessed the murderer?"

"I will ask Pan Qingtian to transfer the money to your account. The investigation is over. By the way, there is no need to look for that Moroma anymore."

"No problem." Xia Qi shrugged doubtfully: "Although I don't know why you did this, I will respect your decision, so you can take the information on the table. You may need it during your own secret investigation.

"

"Thank you, thank you for your help. I don't need the information anymore, just burn it." Sheng Jiashu bowed politely to Xia Qi, and then walked out of the office with a gloomy face.

Walking out of Xia Qi's office, the night wind was blowing outside, and the stars were in the sky, like diamonds inlaid on a black and blue evening dress, arching around the bright crescent moon. In the distance, Sherlock was pulling the already

Pan Qingtian, who kept yawning, was smoking. When he saw Sheng Jiashu coming out, Sherlock was happy and wanted to come over. However, he noticed Sheng Jiashu's face and stopped again. He continued to pretend not to see him and told Pan Qingtian that he was

It’s nonsense to prepare to hire the other party to be your lawyer.

"We are surrounded by wolves..." Sheng Jiashu looked up at the starry sky and murmured: "There are people outside who are plotting against me. I already feel very uncomfortable. I didn't expect that the whole family might be plotted by someone in the club."

Damn it, well done, poor old man, you still foolishly adhere to Hongmen rules that should have been buried long ago."

"Principal Xia!" Sheng Jiashu retracted his gaze and shouted towards Sherlock, whose eyes were constantly staring at him in the distance.

Sherlock quickly agreed and ran over, his fat face full of a harmless smile.

He is not a simple Jianghu person, but more like a businessman, so from his perspective, the rules of the Jianghu are not as important as power and wealth. Although the third son of the Sheng family is ridiculed and humiliated by the Jianghu people, he can go in and out of the world to benefit.

Bai Fang also knows that he drags a ghost lawyer beside him to kill troubles. Compared with those stupid people who only know how to dance and dance, are full of foul language, and are covered in sweat, I don't know how much stronger they are. Xiang Shihao, Yang

In winter, there is absolutely no way to compete with Sheng Jiashu.

He just guessed that after he came out, Sheng Jiashu must have discussed with the ghost guy named Xia Qi how to deal with the storm caused by this time. In Sherlock's view, as long as the people in the Political Department are willing to collect money to help, it would be too simple.

The price offered was met, and it was not a problem for Xiang Shihao and Yang Dong to be imprisoned and disappear from the world.

"Boss, are you short of money? I'll ask someone to bring it immediately." Sherlock ran over and asked Sheng Jiashu affectionately.

Sheng Jiashu was stunned: "What money are you missing?"

"Aren't you short of money? I thought, boss, that you wanted the people from the political department to catch those people on the street, so I first took a sum of money and gave it to the ghost guy." Sherlock was stunned for a moment, and then said.

Sheng Jiashu looked at Sherlock, and when he felt uncomfortable, he smiled: "No, I'm thinking, I want to be the leader, so are you willing to help me?"

"Help, but..." Sherlock looked at the subtle movements on Sheng Jiashu's face and spoke cautiously: "Really do you want to be a leader? Boss... You know these ghost guys and you can deal with them... Just do it

Wouldn't it be a pity to be a sideline to make money?"

"Smart man." Sheng Jiashu patted Sherlock's fat shoulder: "However, it won't affect my business. You really want to rely on Gui Lao to do business?"

"Just help the ghost guys take care of some business, you can make a lot of money, and you have a backer." Sherlock said in a disdainful tone: "Don't look at the neat suits of those ghost guys who are officials, many of them are job seekers, and they can even read the account books.

don't know."

Sheng Jiashu nodded, held Sherlock's shoulders and walked towards the door of Victoria: "If you like to do business with Gui Lao, I will help you arrange it in the future, but now you have to do me a favor first."

"Boss, you can give me your orders at any time." Sherlock responded in a very stupid manner: "Through fire and water, it's just a word from you, boss."

"If you are really forced to go through fire and water, you will most likely be the first to run away. It is not very dangerous. Tonight, I want to find Moroma and want to have a chat with him. Can you find him?"

"This kind of thing is the simplest. I'll ask my men to take the money and go out to stop the storm. As long as Moroma is in Hong Kong, we will definitely find him." Sherlock first patted his chest and agreed, then looked at Sheng Jiashu: "Boss, you can find him.

What did he do, was he going to... kill him?"
Chapter completed!