Regarding Fang Yusi's sudden departure, Mu Qingqing's heart was actually a bit strange. Firstly, she had just decided to stay and accompany Jiaming the day before and not leave with her agent. Who knew that she would leave Jiaming the moment she turned her head; Secondly, Mu Cha's side was also a bit strange. The kidnapping of Fang Yusi and Jiaming was very suspicious. In theory, if someone died, the police had to do an in-depth investigation. Even if the dead were a group of mercenaries who secretly entered the country, the whole story must be investigated clearly. Since Jiaming would never cooperate with the investigation, this matter naturally fell on Fang Yusi. Who knew that after roughly taking a statement, Fang Yusi was allowed to leave the country. No matter what, it was somewhat unusual.
Of course, if a few far-fetched explanations were needed, there were also some.
After all, Fang Yusi was an ordinary woman, not to mention that she had a family and status, so her courage had become small. It was already very good that she was able to stay on a whim. Later, after the thrilling kidnapping, even if she had someone supporting her now, she would most likely be scared out of her wits.
Under such circumstances, Jiaming didn't have a passport and couldn't leave through the normal channels. It was understandable that she could only leave alone.
On the other hand, Fang Yusi also had her own background. She had found someone to help her. If the police wanted to investigate to the end, it would most likely be very difficult.
There were all kinds of underworld forces in Hong Kong. Since they wanted to move against Min Kun now, it didn't matter if they provoked others. Taking a step back, it was fine if Fang Yusi was fine, but if something really happened in Hong Kong, with her current fame and status, the police would really be unable to deal with it. In the end, Mu Cha probably decided to only track down the accomplices and identities of the deceased. As for the person who saved Fang Yusi, it was also carelessly covered up.
In any case, for Jiaming, Fang Yusi was still very good. After leaving, the villa was still left for them to live in, and she repeatedly told Mu Qingqing to take Jiaming to Jianghai and attend the concert.
And as Mu Qingqing, with this kidnapping incident, after Fang Yusi left, she couldn't help but plan for Jiaming's safety.
Based on the current situation, Min Kun might have really gone crazy because of his son's matter. Not only was he searching for Sha Qiang's whereabouts, but he was also not willing to let go of Da Fei's gang, Fang Yusi and Jiaming. He had some power in the past. Now that he was in hiding, the police could not find him. Before the higher-ups were prepared to completely overturn He Yisheng, he could more or less hold on for a few days.
Mu Qingqing was not familiar with this place, but Mu Cha was very considerate. Before she went to look for him, he had already brought a key and an address.
"A house in Tsim Sha Tsui, the decoration is not as good as Miss Fang's villa. It is used to protect informants and witnesses. Now that it has been confirmed that Min Kun is going to make a move, I think you should take him there and stay for a few days. We are all on the same side, so I won't say any polite words. Captain Mu, you are not familiar with the situation here in Min Kun. Jiaming is under threat here, and it just so happens that you are the most suitable person to protect him.
In fact, Mu Qingqing brought Jiaming to Hong Kong. The rest of the people guessed that Jiaming was her boyfriend or someone else.
Mu Cha originally did not want others to get involved in his case. Because of the bomb incident, he had no choice but to let Mu Qingqing and Ding Xiong join. In fact, the two of them still had some research on Sha Qiang. When it came to gangs like He Yisheng, they didn't play a big role. Now, they gave Mu Qingqing face and let her leave reasonably. It was the best choice for everyone.
Of course, Mu Cha may not have thought too much about it, but Qingqing, who had always been strict with herself, was somewhat depressed.
After Fang Yusi left Hong Kong the next afternoon, she took Jiaming to the house there. After so many days, things became a bit inexplicable. The case began to become complicated. Mu Cha's attitude and layout seemed to be a bit vague. Originally, he came to see Jiaming. Since he met Fang Yusi, Jiaming's condition seemed to be somewhat unclear. Now, Jiaming was also involved in kidnappings and vendettas. She had become a nanny.
The only consolation was that the dinner was cooked by Jiaming, and it tasted good.
"… Alas, my things are a mess anyway. Bringing you to Hong Kong is basically a mistake, but … you look good now. You should tell me what's your condition, so that I can be mentally prepared …"
This was an ordinary apartment building in Tsim Sha Tsui. The decoration was simple. Under the soft incandescent light, the two sat at a small round table and ate. Mu Qingqing said a few words and complained a little. When they lived together for the first half of the year, there were occasional situations like this. She was not a person who liked to complain, but during that time, Jiaming was basically silent. He was just the right person to complain to, just like when someone was unhappy, they would talk to a tree hole. At this time, Jiaming raised his head and thought for a while.
"My condition … is not bad."
"Better?
Do you remember everything from the past or … "
Jiaming shook his head, and Mu Qingqing was a little depressed.
"Were you such a quiet person when you were well?"
"…"
"You haven't remembered yet, right?"
"There are some things that I haven't figured out."
"Oh."
Jia Ming's strange brain scan had always made her feel helpless, but now, things in Hong Kong were in a mess, and she could only admit that she was powerless. If she could get it done quickly, there might be a way to solve most of the problems when she returned to Jianghai, and everything would be in order. She was confident about this.
After being a police officer for so many years, the most annoying thing was that no clues were clear, and the situation was completely out of her control.
In this way, with a somewhat self-deprecating mentality, she did not sleep well that night. She went to bed very early, and got up several times in a row at night. She put on her coat and walked out of the room. Jiaming's place was dark and quiet. She looked at the clock on the wall, and it was only eleven o 'clock. Looking out of the window, the whole city was colorful, and it was the noisiest time.
Maybe it was time to find someone to get married.
A feeling of helplessness welled up in her heart. This was the first time she had this thought in a more formal manner. She looked at Jia Ming's room. After he was truly awake, perhaps he would be very different from the fool from before. Thinking of this, she was somewhat disappointed.
At the same time, as a companion who came to Hong Kong with Mu Qingqing, Ding Xiong was standing in front of a high-class entertainment club with Mu Cha and another member of the Key Case Investigation Unit. After Mu Cha presented a VIP card, the three of them walked in together and then took the elevator to the basement.
"The people who come here are generally very rich, have status, and are looking for some excitement. The boss also has a very strong background. He has the title of Earl in the United Kingdom and has a good relationship with the mainland, so he has always been very strong and has a little bit of influence in all aspects. If there's anyone who is most well-informed about all kinds of news here, it's probably him …"
After walking through a long luxurious passage, the noise was faintly heard. When they pushed open the door and entered the hall in front of them, the shouting immediately hit them in the face. The three of them stood at the top of the sunken square hall. Below them in the ring, two shirtless strong men were fighting with blood all over their bodies. This was the underground boxing competition of Hong Kong.
Ding Xiong was more or less mentally prepared. Mu Cha and the other person were even more familiar with it. They walked through the crowd and talked to a few staff members. Then, they entered the passage behind another small door. After turning a corner, the surroundings began to quiet down again.
At the end of the passage, two bodyguards were guarding there. After telling them the purpose of their visit, one of the bodyguards pressed the intercom system on the door. "Boss, Inspector Mu of the Key Case Investigation Unit wants to see you."
After a moment, a voice came from inside. "Officer Mu, I didn't break the law. What do you want to talk about? As for Min Kun's matter, it's a joke. He's fighting with his back against the wall now. I know a little more gossip, but there's nothing I can do about this kind of thing …" The voice sounded young.
The bodyguard spread out his hands. Mu Cha smiled and pressed the intercom button directly. "Mr. Zhang, gossip is good. We don't have any clue now. Tell me about it."
"There's no other way, Officer Mu. I know a little about the usual small fights. But now they're fighting with you. As an outsider, I'm not Zhang Ren. If I still know about this kind of thing, I'm not Li Jiacheng, but Ho Hongshen …"
It seemed that the other party really didn't know much. After a few words, Mu Cha could only shrug in consideration of the other party's status and their friendly relationship.
At the same time, in the room at the end of the corridor behind the door, a man named Zhang Ren, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, turned his head with a bitter face.
This was a room similar to a monitoring room. In front of it, there was a control panel and a big screen. Many places including the competition field could be seen.
There were three people in the room. Except for Zhang Ren, a half-naked beauty was cowering in the corner in fear. As for the third person, if Mu Qingqing was here, she would definitely be surprised and couldn't close her mouth.
Jia Ming, who was supposed to be sleeping in the room, was holding a pistol with a silencer in his hand. He was sitting on the comfortable massage chair in the room. A few minutes ago, Zhang Ren, who was sitting on this chair, had f * cked the half-naked woman to the climax again and again.
"You, who are you?"
The climax was interrupted by the pain, and then he had to spend time dealing with the people outside. At this time, he could ask a little bit of questions.
Hearing this question, Jiaming frowned.
"With your IQ."
He stretched out his hand and scratched his hair, thinking seriously for a while. "I think it's difficult to explain to you this kind of question that even I don't know …"