Chapter 623 (2/2)
Song Zijie took off the scarf around his neck, shook his head and said, ”take some black money, fake!”
”Well?” Long Xiaohui looked puzzled and began to serve soup for her husband.
Long Si's ears moved slightly, sat on the sofa, his eyes were dignified, and got up and went to the restaurant.
Song Jie opened his chair at the market table and said, ”recently, Tang Jie appeared again.”
”It's strange.”
”I suspect that some counterfeit banknote factories are back in business. I have to report to the chief and find out the behind the scenes.”
Long Si conveniently took out a ”counterfeit note” from the bar, folded it into his pocket, went into the restaurant, opened his chair and sat down.
He didn't ask ah Jie about the case... Because neither ah Jie nor Xiaohui knew that long Si's ”business” was selling counterfeit US dollars.
”Daddy, try my soup.” Long Xiaohui filled a bowl of soup and handed it to long Si.
”Thank you, my dear daughter.” Long Si caught the soup bowl and said with a smile.
Kowloon.
Wangji.
Zhuang Shikai, dressed in a casual jacket, sat next to a round table with a copper pot and piles of small dishes for rinsing.
This is a very real Hong Kong style hot pot shop in Mong Kok. It is very suitable for guys to have dinner. There are only four or five tables in the small store. At the moment, dozens of backbone police officers in civilian clothes and senior police officers in Hong Kong are sitting.
”Everyone is hungry. Eat first and talk when you are full.” Zhuang Shikai filled himself with a bottle of wine. What he poured was a small plastic cup. It didn't have any force, but it was full of the smell of fireworks in the market.
I'm kidding. It's not a big celebration tonight. Naturally, there's no need to pay attention to ostentation.
And you can get together with your brothers at will. The most suitable place is the old shop on the street. How can you go to a five-star hotel every day?
In the five-star hotel, the brothers thought they were ”guests”! Where is the ”own” atmosphere?
”Eat, don't be idle!” Zhou Huabiao and others picked up chopsticks, picked up fat cattle and lettuce and put them into a copper pot.
At the bottom table, Huang Qifa picked up the mutton with chopsticks and asked Li Ying, ”little eagle, have you seen ah Jie?”
Li Ying rolled up a white eye: ”I don't see!”
At the end, he added: ”it seems that he has gone home to change his clothes.”
”Didi da.” There was a light rain outside the window. The raindrops hit the gate. The worker came forward and tightened the glass door.
Huang Qifa nodded and said, ”Oh...”
”Why haven't you come yet?”
Huang Qifa was a little upset.
Generally, no one dares to stand up for the party called by Master Zhuang unless he has made a report in advance, has something to do at home, or goes to perform a task.
It's a small thing not to attend the party, and it's a big thing not to respect Master Zhuang!
What's more, this is still an opportunity for Ajie?
Huang Weiyao interrupted: ”I'll go to the bathroom and call him later.”
It seems that the directly subordinate officer is still very concerned about his subordinates.
Li Ying and Huang Qifa all nodded, and no matter Zhuang sir, uncle Biao, Zhou Xingxing, Chen Jiaju and others... In fact, they didn't find that there was a smelly boy missing, or no one cared about missing him. At most, they would give a glass of wine to those who were late and stand up? Then we'll have to settle accounts after autumn.
Anyway, no one will be bad interested in a smelly boy.
”The beef is good tonight.” At this time, Zhuang Sir had drunk several cups and praised uncle Biao. Uncle Biao also nodded: ”it's really fresh. It seems that it's from Japan and cattle. Zeng Sir specially asked someone to send it.”
”Hey, hey.” Zeng Xiangrong showed an implicit smile.
The hot pot restaurant looks ordinary, but the officers have dinner with extraordinary materials.
”Bang!” At this time, a figure knocked down on the glass door, and several lines of dazzling blood flowed down the rain. The scene was suddenly quiet. A big man looked sideways and was murderous!
Who dares to be in a bad mood?
Chen Jiaju, yuan Haoyun and others have put their hands on the gun at their waist
”Ajie!!!”
”Isn't this song Zijie?”
Then a police officer released his weapon again, with a surprised expression and an accident.
Why did song Zijie come to the furnace with his head broken and bleeding?
What's going on!
Some people are stunned, some are surprised, and some are angry and feel wrong.
”Squeak.” Wearing a black raincoat, song Zijie opened the glass door, took off the rubber cap on his head and exposed his broken forehead.
”Sorry, I'm late.” Song Zijie was injured in the corner of his eye, bowed his head and apologized. While taking off his raincoat, he walked to his usual empty seat.
The atmosphere of the hot pot shop has completely changed. Zhuang Shikai, with a plastic wine cup in his hand and a funny smile on his mouth, looked at him and said with a smile: ”don't sit there! If you are late, stand here and have three drinks! ”
Song Zijie stepped down, turned to the main table and bowed his head to apologize: ”sorry, sir!”
Then he picked up an empty glass, filled it with beer and drank three glasses in a row.
”If it's not enough, you'll be fined a bottle.” Zhuang Shikai saw that he didn't ”wake up”, continued, and decided to let him wake up his mind.