The man was struggling and sad in his heart, always thinking about how his younger brother, who was far away in Hong Kong City, would react when he received the news that he was arrested.

Will he be angry with himself, and will he be harmed by himself?

On the contrary, the man didn't care much about his own situation.

Bang…………

At this moment, a short, fat man wearing the uniform of a senior police officer came to the door of the detention room, with two subordinates beside him.

Looking at the numerous flowers on the shoulders of the squat police officer's uniform, even a man who is not familiar with the rank of the Taiwanese police knows that he is a big shot.

"Song Zihao, come out, someone wants to see you."

The police officer said something, and two subordinates opened the iron door of the detention room.

Yes, the man was none other than Song Zijie's brother Song Zihao, and he was also the reason why Song Zijie and his son were almost killed this time.

Hearing the police officer's greeting, Song Zihao didn't feel anything was wrong. He knew best how big a thing he had committed.

The police here in Taipei want to use fatigue tactics and ask for confessions one after another, which is normal.

With this thought in his mind, Song Zihao calmly stood up and walked out.

"kindness!"

The senior police officer looked at Song Zihao, nodded, and led the way without saying much.

"ah?"

Song Zihao was a little stunned now. He was a murderer. Why didn't he need to be escorted? He wasn't even handcuffed.

The police officer's posture was like guiding a friend, not like an interrogation at all!

Not only was Song Zihao surprised, but the group of men in the detention room were also amazed.

You know, when they were arraigned, they were escorted by several police officers, handcuffed, and shackled. For slightly more serious crimes, they were even held at gunpoint.

How come you get such preferential treatment from this boy from Hong Kong Comprehensive Market?

This is totally racist!

Of course, no matter how surprised he was, Song Zihao didn't say much. He followed the police officer out, passed through a passage, and stopped in front of a door marked "Office of the Business Section Chief".

The pudgy senior police officer didn't say much. He opened the door without stepping in and said:

"Miss Jing, I've brought you here."

"Chief Ma, I'm sorry to trouble you this time. Next time you come to my place, I will treat you well."

In the room, a charming female voice came out.

"It's just a small matter, but Miss Jing, this Song Zihao is a repeat offender. The director attaches great importance to this case, and not only our district, but also the Taipei City Bureau has sent people to follow up.

If Miss Jing wants to talk, I can still help. If the short and fat police officer hasn't finished speaking, a female voice in the room has interrupted:

"Chief Ma, don't worry, I won't embarrass you."

"That's good, that's good. Miss, please help yourself."

After the pudgy police officer finished speaking, he turned around and called Song Zihao:

"Come in!"

Well?

Song Zihao was confused by this incident.

First of all, what kind of business section chief is this? Even if Song Zihao is not familiar with the police agency, it can be seen from his name that he is not a frontline worker. In other words, it is absolutely impossible for him to be responsible for his own case.

It's not his turn to be interrogated!

Furthermore, the section chief had no intention of entering the door. The voice coming from the room was a female voice. Instead of calling him "sir", he called him "miss". So what's going on?

Song Zihao, whose mind was full of confusion and completely at a loss, pushed open the door and entered.

I saw that there were really two people sitting in the room, a man and a woman.

The female, who is in her twenties but definitely under thirty, has long wavy hair, a charming and affectionate face, and a plump figure. She is wearing a black windbreaker and is sitting on the sofa.

The man was in his fifties, wearing a suit and leather shoes. He had a serious face and was meticulous. He also held a briefcase in his hand and wore a pair of rather thick glasses. He was not angry or intimidating.

Song Zihao looked at the two of them, and they also looked at Song Zihao.

The woman who obviously made the decision spoke, frowning slightly:

"Are you Song Zihao?"

"Are you guys?"

Song Zihao is not a fool, and if he still can't tell that the two of them are not policemen, then all these years have been wasted.

"My name is Jingwen, and I was entrusted by someone to fish you out."

The woman was very direct. After saying this, she raised her right hand and introduced:

"This is Lawyer Chen. Lawyer Chen is the best barrister in Taipei. In the past ten years, he has never had an unwinnable case."

"Now tell Lawyer Chen about your matter and see if there is any room for maneuver."

"Come, sit down first and let's talk slowly."

Song Zihao was very obedient and immediately sat on the sofa, but in his mind, he was quickly thinking about the name "Jingwen".

But no matter what he thought, he couldn't remember that he knew this woman.

But there is one thing that Song Zihao is sure of, that is, this woman is from Hong Kong Zong City.

Because when she spoke to herself, her Cantonese was too pure, not the lame accent here in Taipei.

I came from Hong Kong Comprehensive Market and brought a lawyer to help me, eh!

Song Zihao thought he understood, so he was not polite and said seriously:

"Uncle Yao asked you to come?"

"Uncle Yao?"

The corners of Jingwen's mouth turned up and he said disdainfully:

"I've never heard of it."

"no?"

Song Zihao frowned and asked:

"Then who are you and why do you want to help me?"

"I told you, my name is Jingwen, from the gambling world."

Jingwen didn’t hide anything and said directly:

"Master Lei asked me to come here to see if I can get you out."

"Master Lei?"

Song Zihao frowned even more and quickly thought about it. This name was very familiar, but Song Zihao couldn't figure out who it was.

As a person in the gambling world, he could even see the trajectory of changing cards. How could Jingwen not be able to see Song Zihao's expression clearly? He frowned and asked:

"Don't you know Mr. Lei?"

Song Zihao shook his head and said:

"I really can't remember who Mr. Lei is, right? Miss Jing, please tell me."

"The Commissioner of Mongkok Police Station in Hong Kong City, the world-recognized God of Gamblers, and the Emperor of Stanley!"

Jingwen looked at Song Zihao with admiration on his face as he spoke.

Although it was their first meeting, Ke Jingwen had a bad impression of Song Zihao at this time.

First of all, Song Zihao's image is not very good, he has a bitter old-fashioned big brother demeanor. Now, he still seems to not believe in himself, saying that he doesn't know him.

Who would believe it if I didn’t know him? If he really didn’t know him, Master Lei would have asked him to come over.

This street kid clearly doesn't trust him very much.

Unexpectedly, Song Zihao's face changed after hearing Jingwen's introduction, he stood up suddenly, and said excitedly:

"It's him!"

"You remember?"

Jingwen smiled half-heartedly, thinking that Song Zihao was a good thief.

Little did she know that Song Zihao was really excited right now.

He was very familiar with the Mong Kok Police Station, and the name Lei Yaoyang was also familiar to him.

It's not that he had any friendship with Lei Yaoyang, but he often heard him mention it from his younger brother.

Furthermore, Lei Yaoyang's reputation is really great. Even though Song Zihao does not belong to the Young and Dangerous world, strictly speaking, he is one level higher than the Young and Dangerous world, but he has still been mentioned no less than the Hundred Times System.

He and Lei Yaoyang don't know each other at all, and now he has asked someone to come over and see him. For what reason, is there any need to think too much?
To be continued...