morning.

A section of the road on Qinglongtou Highway was blocked by several police cars on both sides, and a cordon was set up.

"SIR, I called the police. When I was delivering goods in the morning, I saw a taxi parked there from a distance. When I got closer, I noticed someone lying on the ground."

In front of a seafood delivery truck on the side of the road, a fishmonger in his forties and vicissitudes of life was taking on-site records to two policemen.

"About what time is it?" one of the policewomen asked.

"I usually drive over at 4:30 when I leave the market..." The middle-aged fishmonger scratched his head and suddenly gestured his finger, "Five o'clock, almost five o'clock."

“What about delivery so early?”

A plainclothes next to the policewoman grinned, and said a little disbelief, "The fish market hasn't opened yet..."

"A SIR, it's too early? I want to go to Tsuen Wan, the New Territories, and cross the sea..." the middle-aged fishmonger explained hurriedly.

"Manniu, if you don't understand, just say less."

The policewoman rolled his eyes at the plain clothes beside him, stopped the pen in his hand, stared at the fishmonger who delivered seafood and asked, "Then did you see other people when you passed by?"

The fishmonger was stared at by the policewoman and shook his head and said, "No, there are no people in this section of the road early in the morning. Sir, I really called the police..."

Buzz —

Just as the middle-aged man spoke, a roar of the engine sounded.

A Toyota sedan stopped in front of the cordon and walked out of the car a middle-aged man in a suit, and a beautiful woman in a charming figure was sitting in his passenger seat.

"Wow, it's pretty good. Li SIR has changed his new companion."

The plainclothes named Manniu looked at the beauty in the Toyota sedan, her eyes widened and showed an envious expression.

"Do it well."

The female policewoman next to her also noticed the beauty sitting on the passenger seat. She angrily hit the plainclothes called Manniu with her elbow, and then trotted to the middle-aged man in suit.

"Bo, how is the situation?"

The middle-aged man in a suit got out of the car looked around at the scene and asked casually as the female policewoman walking to the front of him.

"Li SIR, we have found that the deceased was named Lin Guoyu, a night taxi driver. We found a 30-centimeter-long bone-cut knife next to the taxi, but there was no wound on the deceased. Colleagues from the previous identification team said that the deceased had a broken rib caused by a huge impact, piercing the heart and lungs, causing death caused by heavy internal bleeding."

The female policewoman, known as A BO, stood in front of a middle-aged man in suit, and reported in a straightforward manner.

"Has been hit?" the middle-aged man in the suit asked casually.

"No, colleagues from the appraisal team said there were no signs of vehicle impact on the scene. If they were hit by a car, they should be able to find something on the scene. Moreover, it was raining from last night to the early morning, and we couldn't extract fingerprints from the bone-clearing knife on the scene."

The female policewoman Ah BO shook her head, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, Li SIR, there is a media coming up before. Should I inform the media?"

"Do you want to cause a taxi strike in Hong Kong?" The middle-aged man in the suit glanced at the policewoman Ah BO, "If you don't say it for now, if it really doesn't work, then the taxi driver got off the bus and was hit by a car coming from behind."

"Then... then we won't investigate?" Policewoman Ah BO asked in a daze.

"Of course I need to check it."

The middle-aged man in the suit said angrily, "This is obviously a murder case, stupid, okay, I'll leave."

"By the way--"

Before leaving, the middle-aged man in the suit added, "Look for witnesses nearby, and infer from the time of death of the deceased, and see if anyone saw anything on the road ahead."

"Yes Sir!" Policewoman Ah BO responded quickly.

"Wow, Lee Sir is so cool."

Watching the Toyota sedan leave, the policeman named Manniu walked to Ah BO, full of envy.

"It's time to do things!" A BO threw the transcript in his hand to the other party.

"What are you doing?! Li Sir doesn't like you, don't vent my anger!" Manniu looked at Ah BO's appearance and couldn't help but shout.

"You have never seen how powerful Li Sir was before!"

A BO ​​turned around and glanced at Manniu, his chest and abdomen were still a little stuffy.

"A bloody detective, no one knows it."

Manniu curled his lips.

“Madam!”

At this moment, a military policeman ran towards the two of them quickly, "A family just reported the case and said that their daughter was kidnapped by a taxi driver last night."

...

Longteng Street, not far from Qinglong Wharf, is not as wide as the street, with many shops on both sides.

In terms of the population density of Hong Kong Island, even if it is not considered a prosperous area at Qinglongtou Wharf, it still has a large population gathering based on the diversion of the wharf.

In the morning, it was the busiest time on the street. Someone was clamoring for price cuts in front of the small shop. The sound of cutting was heard from the hardware shop from time to time, and the restaurant shop was steaming in front of it.

On the sidewalks below the various billboards, there were brightly dressed working people, workers carrying various goods in sweatshirts and slippers, and elderly people staggering with paper feet.

The streets are full of traffic, with private cars, taxis, freight vans, and lamas keep honking their horns, which is a lively and lively scene.

In a room on Longteng Street called Zhongjie Hotel.

Crack Crack Crack –

The crisp friction of scissors cutting things sounded from time to time.

After a long time, the sound of cutting things stopped, and the sound of running water sounded again.

Yang Chuju washed his face and head with a handful of water, stood in the narrow bathroom, looking at himself reflected in the mirror.

Her face is thin, her cheekbones are towering, and her slightly sunken eyes are calm and indifferent.

He cut his messy yellow hair into a buzz cut, and there was a dark red scar on his forehead. It was scabbed shortly after, and it seemed like a thick centipede was lying on it.

There were many scars all over my body, covered with bruised chests, raised ribs, thin limbs, and sunken abdomen.

"This is who I am now!"

Yang Chu looked at the face and body in the mirror, and there was no confusion of consciousness and cognition. This weak and scarred body is now himself.

Standing silently in front of the mirror for a while, Yang Chu opened the bathroom door and came to the room.

"... Yesterday, the Happy Valley Racecourse staged a battle of gongs. Jockey Morela started to win the game in the final court and then continued its strength to Happy Valley. As soon as the game started, it had already won the lead with "there are signs"..."

A black and white TV in the corner of the bedside was playing yesterday's horse racing news.

After leaving Qingshan Highway, Yang Chu spent 450 Hong Kong dollars and found this small hotel in Zhongjie on Longteng Road.

The hotel room is only about seven or eight square meters, probably because the windows are small and are blocked by other buildings. Although it is already ten o'clock in the morning, it still looks a bit dark if the lights are not turned on in the room. Moreover, because the buildings are old and not ventilated for a long time, the air is always filled with a faint musty smell deposited by long-term moisture.

After coming out of the bathroom, Yang Chu walked to the bed and sat down, reached out and brought one of the several plastic bags on the bedside table to his front.

First, I took out the remaining half of the bottle of "Huang Daoyi" in the plastic bag, wiped it in several bruised and injured areas on my body and the red and swollen bones. Then I took out the gauze and sucked the water droplets on my head, applied plaster, and finally wrapped it with gauze twice.

Finally, Yang Chu took out three lunch boxes in another plastic bag on the bedside table.

He asked the hotel waiter to order two servings of char siu and one serving of goose legs.

Yang Chu picked up disposable chopsticks, opened the lunch box and slashed it into his mouth. He stewed the rice very quickly, but every mouth was chewed thoroughly, and the action of eating was like a machine processing food.

After eating a box of lunch, Yang Chu did not immediately continue to eat the second serving. He sat on the bed and slowly closed his eyes.

Soon, a gurgling sound came from Yang Chu's abdomen.

Yang Chu is controlling peristalsis of the stomach and intestinal tract, and speeding up the digestion and absorption of food.

Of course, he is far from touching the decomposition and absorption of nutrients by the stomach and intestines, but just like controlling the beating of the heart, he tried it once before. He could completely allow the digestive system to digest and absorb food faster by accelerating blood circulation, secreting more gastric juice, and peristalsis to make the food and gastric juice mix more fully.

About five or six minutes later, Yang Chu opened his eyes again, picked up another lunch box again, and continued to slice it into his mouth.

After repeating this, Yang Chu spent almost twenty minutes to finish three lunch boxes.

Throw the disposable lunch box next to the trash can not far from the bedside table. The trash can is already filled with various bread and milk packaging bags.

These are all eaten by Yang Chu.

In short, what Yang Chu had eaten in this morning was enough for ordinary people to eat for several days.

The advantage of large-scale food intake and nutritional supplements is that Yang Chu's body recovers in an extremely fast time.

Apart from the injuries that were unable to recover immediately such as ligament tear and bones, Yang Chu could already feel that the body no longer had the sensation of energy exhaustion.

After eating these things, Yang Chu closed his eyes, relaxed his muscles all over his body, and lay flat on the bed without moving.

When the exercise system does not perform any activities, his brain consciousness no longer requires too much energy to control the circulation of the body and the operation of the respiratory system.

After this repetitive and regular work, the brain consciousness gradually adapts to it, it becomes more and more skilled like a skilled worker.

It can even take into account other systems relatively easily to ensure that the internal operation of the body will not cause disorder.

Yang Chu was finally able to consider his current situation a little at this time.

He killed two people.

One is the gangster in the warehouse. The other party’s ID card is Chen Yaowei. Yang Chu used the Hong Kong dollars left in the other party’s ID card wallet when he checked in this hotel.

The other one is the taxi driver Lin Guoyu.
To be continued...