"Brother Ze, someone sent a letter to you."

The next day when I went to work, the junior sister at the front desk called Lü Ze.

"Who sent it?"

Lv Ze took the envelope.

"The person who sent the letter was a child, who said it was given to him by an uncle wearing a mask, and he spent twenty yuan to send him to the police station."

The junior sister added: "After checking, it's just a letter, nothing else."

"Thank you."

Lu Ze nodded and came to the office of the General Case Team with an envelope.

When he arrived at the office, he opened the envelope and took out the letter paper.

When I saw it, I saw it: "I know where Dafei's arms are, Watson Freight Station, Shatin District, Warehouse No. 3."

I looked around the back and found that there was no signature.

"interesting!"

Lu Ze frowned slightly, nailed the letter paper to the writing board, and greeted everyone, "Everyone comes and take a look."

Everyone gathered around and talked: "Brother Ze, where did you get the address? It looks decent."

"It wasn't what I did, it was a kind-hearted citizen who came to the door."

Lu Ze put his hands on his hips and looked at the address on the letter, and asked without looking back: "What do you think?"

"I think it's true. If it's an ordinary prank, how can the person who wrote the letter know that we are investigating Dafei?"

Song Zijie said confidently.

"Old He, what do you think?"

Lv Ze looked at He Dingbang.

He Dingbang thought and said, "I thought the same as Ajie, and I also thought the address was real, but I couldn't figure out why he helped us. He even knew Dafei's arsenal. He was obviously very familiar with Dafei. Why did he tell us the address? What's the benefit of this?"

"Can you kill someone by using a knife?"

Ling Jing added from the side: "This person may be Dafei's confidant. If you want to get on the throne, you are ready to use our hands to get rid of Dafei."

He Dingbang shook his head without thinking: "It's impossible. Dafei used to be a gangster, and he showed signs of rising by borrowing the relationship between Uncle Hai."

"If Dafei dies, the rest of the people will not be able to receive the care of Uncle Hai at all. What can they do if they get on the throne? Without Uncle Hai's care, what will their people have?

After discussing for a while, everyone looked at Lu Ze.

Lu Ze took out his pen and started writing on the writing board.

Dafei and Uncle Hai, these two names are connected by a line.

The middle of the line is the location of the arsenal, and a thread is drawn above the arsenal, and three words are written behind the line: Mysterious Man.

"This mysterious man, knowing the location of Dafei's arsenal, means he is not an ordinary person."

"It's either Dafei's confidant or Uncle Hai's side."

"After all, this batch of arms was handed over by Uncle Hai to Dafei. In addition to Dafei and his confidant subordinates, Uncle Hai should have 2 to 3 people who are aware of this matter."

"From the current clues, the mysterious man should not be the one around Dafei."

"There are all gangsters around Dafei, and I haven't seen many markets."

"If Dafei can get rid of this batch of goods, it can at least make several million. This money is not a small amount for the gangsters. Even if Dafei takes away the big head, each person can get 100,000 or 80,000. They have no reason to disclose the location of the warehouse to us."

Speaking of this, Lv Ze drew another line and connected the mysterious man to Uncle Hai: "On the contrary, Uncle Hai's side, I think the most suspicious."

"They have no interest in this batch of arms, and there will be no losses for Dafei and the warehouse to be put in."

"Of course, the one who reported the message to us would definitely not be Uncle Hai himself, but most likely the confidants who Uncle Hai often brought by his side."

Alang appeared in Lu Ze's mind.

Alang is Uncle Hai's right-hand man and often accompany him. Moreover, he drove this batch of goods in person, so it is normal to know where Dafei's warehouse is.

But he couldn't understand why Liang Chaolang wanted to disclose the information about the warehouse to them.

He had no reason to do so. After all, he was from the North District Police Department. The news should be revealed to the North District Police Department.

If you want to be kind, you can talk to Lv Ze as early as yesterday.

He didn't do that, and he answered very perfunctorily and didn't know what to do.

Why did I find my conscience today? I still use anonymous letters.

“There must be a problem.”

Lu Ze instinctively noticed something was wrong with it, but there was too little information at present and he couldn't get the puzzle together.

But I think it must be that after I went back yesterday, something happened to Liang Chaolang.

This incident made him decide to reveal the location of the warehouse to the West District Police Station instead of the North District where he is located.

"Brother Ze, do you want to act?"

Song Zijie and others didn't know the existence of Liang Chaolang, they only knew that the location of the warehouse was there. It was very easy to deal with if they wanted to know the authenticity, so just have a surprise inspection.

"action."

Although Lu Ze could not think of the purpose of Liang Chaolang doing this, he could see that this matter was beneficial to him.

Anyway, Dafei's case was taken over by them in the West District. Now that there is a clear information, there is no reason to sit back and wait for death: "Let Lao Miao lead Group B to set off together, and also notify the mobile troops to send five charge vehicles to support us."

Half an hour later.

Lv Ze and Miao Zhishun met, and the serious crime team dispatched two groups, four cars and 15 people.

The mobile troops dispatched five groups, five assault chariots, and 35 people.

The two sides combined a total of 50 people, heading towards the Watson Freight Station in Shatin District.

At the same time.

Dafa Mahjong Hall.

"Boss, the man named Alang called and said that Uncle Hai would go to the warehouse to check it out later and let you come together."

In the mahjong hall, Dafei is playing cards.

Soon a younger brother walked up with his elder brother, and whispered in his ear.

"Uncle Hai is coming!"

Dafei immediately felt energetic and greeted: "If you don't fight, don't fight, you'll go back to the warehouse immediately and wait for Uncle Hai and his old man."

......

After more than ten minutes.

Watson Freight Station, Warehouse No. 3.

"Boss, a Mercedes-Benz is here."

Dafei stood outside the warehouse and was leading a dozen younger brothers to wait for Uncle Hai's arrival.

They saw a Mercedes-Benz driving over from a long distance.

It was just strange that the car stopped walking in when it arrived at the door of the freight station, but stopped at the gate.

"What are you doing?"

Dafei looked confused.

"The car broke down, find someone to come and repair it."

Liang Chaolang got out of the car and took the initiative to walk towards Dafei and the others.

"Where is Uncle Hai?"

Dafei looked puzzled.

"Uncle Hai is in the car. He caught a cold last night and could not see the wind."

Liang Chaolang explained casually.

Dafei had no doubts about this, because from a distance, he could vaguely see a person sitting in the back seat.

boom!!

Just as I was talking, the Mercedes-Benz that was parked at the door exploded.

Without waiting for everyone to react, Liang Chaolang was the first to shout: "The car exploded, Uncle Hai was killed!"

"What, Uncle Hai is dead!"

Dafei was stunned.

But look at the burning cars. If Uncle Hai is not dead like this, he can wear underwear on his face as Superman.

"What are you doing when you stand in a stand, put out the fire!"
To be continued...