Centennial Family, Rising From Hong Kong Island

Huang Molun cursed in anger.

He knew very well that stowaways must be the ones who could do this kind of theft. They didn't want to work hard, but wanted to learn from other people's associations and get something for nothing.

Don't let Huang Morun catch him.

The police continued to search for clues in the villa and opened a wardrobe in the bedroom, which contained more than a dozen expensive men's suits.

Huang Molun's face changed, there are so many men's suits in the bedroom of the big star Zhao Yazhi.

He naturally knew what this meant.

It's really interesting!

But it's none of his business, he's just a policeman, responsible for investigating cases, not a reporter.

He naturally knows what he shouldn't say and doesn't say it.

Moreover, the man who can get involved with the big star Zhao Yazhi, and the man who bought such a mansion for her, is definitely not something he, a small senior inspector, can afford to provoke at 2.1.

And beside this wardrobe, there is a small safe on the wall, which has been forcibly opened now.

There is nothing in it.

Presumably everything has been stolen by thieves.

And at this moment, two black cars suddenly came outside the villa and drove directly into the yard.

"Squeak~"

"Bang, bang, bang~"

Huang Molun hadn't even stepped out of the villa when he heard the brakes of the car and the slamming of the door.

He took a deep breath, pulled off his police uniform, straightened his police cap, and strode towards the group who came in from the outside. Although they looked a little hasty, they were all in suits and leather shoes, arrogant, and almost looked at people with their nostrils. Guys go.

"Are you the person in charge here? I am Miss Zhao Yazhi's personal lawyer Zhang Wei, and I am entrusted by Miss Zhao Yazhi..."

Chapter 163 This time, someone got into big trouble

Zhang Wei looked very young, wearing a suit and combing his hair meticulously, while everyone else was standing behind him, it was enough to see that this young lawyer was the core of the lawyer team.

In addition, although Zhang Wei is young, not all young people represent inexperienced and inexperienced.

This young lawyer is well-known in the entire legal industry.

Has a nickname: Zhang Dapao!

At this time, Zhang Dapao led his team and talked freely in front of more than a dozen policemen, without paying attention to Huang Molun, a senior inspector. "We are entrusted by my client, Ms. Zhao Yazhi~~~"

With a rapid speed of speech, Zhang Wei said a lot of words, many of which were professional terms in the law, and the policemen's eyes were staring at them.

In short, it means that the privacy of his client must be protected!

If the police present reveal something irrelevant to the case, they will face endless lawsuits from the lawyer team composed of more than a dozen lawyers in front of them.

They have this power and this ability!

Hearing this, Huang Molun felt sick in his heart. This group of damned, annoying lawyers are really assholes.

In Hong Kong Island, the social status of the police can be one of the best in 2008. No one wants to easily offend the police.

But this definitely does not include the profession of lawyers.

These litigators are the most troublesome and terrifying group of police officers. They will talk to you about regulations at every turn, and a small matter can get you into a lawsuit.

Therefore, if the police are in the process of handling a case, if a lawyer is present, they will definitely be bored to death.

But at this moment, Huang Molun also became more certain of his inner thoughts. This time, those thieves were kicked to the iron plate.

After more than ten years of professional career in the Hong Kong Island Police Department, he knows very well how many secrets in this small and small place cannot be touched.

How many powerful people are there that they cannot offend.

If those big men really got angry, let alone a few petty thieves, even the chief of police would not be able to sleep.

However, Huang Molun would not give up just because of a few words from a lawyer.

There was a mocking sneer on his face and he said: "Do you need us to sign a non-disclosure agreement for you?" They naturally knew that the victim's privacy should be protected, but it did not mean that they were willing to be angry in front of these bullies.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wei didn't seem to see the sneer on Huang Molun's face at all, but said solemnly: "If possible, it would be best, Tom, prepare a non-disclosure agreement for each police officer!" Mo Lun's face suddenly became very exciting, his eyes widened, and he said sullenly: "Hehe, Mr. Lawyer, are you kidding me?"

These villains are really going to let people like themselves sign a non-disclosure agreement, which is simply too much.

The sneer on Huang Molun's face disappeared, his chest began to heave, he took a step forward, and stared coldly at Zhang Wei and his party.

"Senior Inspector Huang Molun, right? I don't have time to joke with you here, believe me, it's not funny at all, and, you will sign..."

Zhang Wei also looked at the other party with a serious expression, and directly called the other party's name, as if to confirm his words, it was the phone in Huang Molun's pocket that rang. "You can answer the phone first...

Huang Molun's cold expression was slightly stiffened by the other party's reminder, and his heart also jumped. Looking at the other party with deep eyes, he turned and answered the phone. Hearing the voice on the phone, I also sighed in my heart: "Damn it, did you encounter a prehistoric monster?"

Even the director explained a few words to him in a helpless tone, and asked him to be responsible for cooperating on the spot, and then hung up!

Turning around and walking back, seeing the serious expressions on the faces of Zhang Wei and his party, they didn't even feel complacent about gaining the upper hand, they just stared at him coldly, waiting for his decision.

Huang Molun glanced back at his subordinates who were standing beside him with disgruntled faces, and reached out to take a non-disclosure agreement from Assistant Zhang Wei.

Resignedly, he said to his subordinates: "Everyone has a look at the content and precautions, and confirms whether there is any problem, and then signs his name, this is an order!" Hearing this, the faces of the policemen at the scene became even more exciting.

Fuck!

Isn't it just to do a theft case!

They can't get dozens of cases every month, and they haven't seen any non-disclosure agreement signed.

Rich people have too many things to do!

Of course, they also knew that after all, the identity of the owner of this matter was quite sensitive, and it was Zhao Yazhi, a big star on Hong Kong Island!

All cops have signed non-disclosure agreements!

From here we can also see the social status of the police on Hong Kong Island.

When facing judicial administration professionals such as judges, lawyers, and parliamentarians, they are in an absolutely weak position.

After the era of the four major detectives, the police on Hong Kong Island have been restrained more and more, and it is impossible to do whatever they want as before.

Zhang Wei asked his assistant to put away the non-disclosure agreement. At this time, he saw several cars parked outside the villa, and everyone turned to look at the person who came.

Huang Molun's pupils shrank suddenly again, murderous!

Four strong men in black suits walked in with sharp eyes and cold faces. After looking around for a week, they walked up to Zhang Wei.

After the two of them whispered a few words, Huang Molun had been observing the people who came, whether it was the standing posture or the numb eyes, he could tell the military aura of these people, and they were not ordinary soldiers.

What made him curious was that these four people did not enter the villa, but after talking to Zhang Wei a few words, they bypassed the villa and went straight to the back of the house.

After about ten minutes, the four left the villa with a black box in their hands and completely ignored everyone. "You can't take away..."

A young policewoman wanted to stop Yang Zhi, but was blocked by Zhang Wei. He said to Huang Molun with an expressionless face, "They can!"

"As Miss Zhao Yazhi's plenipotentiary representative, I can exercise all the rights of the client!"

"Sorry, Officer Huang, trust me, I don't want to embarrass you, and don't embarrass us either."

Huang Molun looked at Zhang Wei's solemn face, and the blue veins on his forehead were throbbing all the time. Thinking of the director's phone call, he smiled wryly, and asked 860 in a low voice, "There's no need to make it so big!" Hearing that, he watched his subordinates put away all the confidentiality agreements, and said in a calm tone: "Thank you, police officers, for your cooperation!" Dozens of the same thefts before!"

"We will confirm the loss with Ms. Zhao Yazhi, and then notify the police. I hope you can solve the case as soon as possible and recover my client's lost property. Thank you, and I'm sorry for the inconvenience." Watching the group of people walk into the villa, the young man The policewoman came to Huang Molun's side with some resentment: "Huang sir, they are too much..." She just became a policeman, and she thought she would be able to catch criminals, maintain social order, and be respected by the citizens of Hong Kong Island.

But she didn't expect that she discovered that the police also have many helpless times.

Signing a non-disclosure agreement when investigating a crime scene? It was just too bullying.

These lawyers are a bunch of bullies!

Huang Molun shook his head slightly and sighed, "We don't know anything at all!"

"What you can see in the villa is the owner's privacy. Hua is actually Zhao Yazhi, who has a high reputation in the entire Western Pacific."

"There have been more than a dozen thefts in a row. It's our negligence. Don't think about other things. Let the brothers who have entered the villa keep their mouths shut. This time..." Huang Molun said more and more. Xiao, in the end, he just said to himself in his heart: "It's really going to be a big trouble!\

,"Chapter 164 The Stolen Photo

"Azhi, listen to me, don't worry, I will take care of it!"

"Isn't it just a few photos of us together? It doesn't explain anything at all."

"Don't worry, I've let people pass by, I'm the one to do everything!"

In the Qingshan Bay villa, Su Shaoze was comforting Zhao Yazhi with a serious face, but in fact, Su Shaoze himself was in a bad mood.

Zhao Yazhi doesn't go to Dazuishan's villa very often, so there are not many personal items there.

Apart from some cash, jewelry and clothes, the most important thing is the last time Zhao Yazhi put it in the villa, the photo of the two of them together.

Do not misunderstand!

Not that kind of photo, just a normal day-to-day photo.

But the intimate action of the two in the photo is enough to explain a lot of things.

Zhao Yazhi is a normal woman who always wants to get married, have children, and have a boyfriend.

The leak of the photos will not have any impact on Zhao Yazhi's reputation, at most it will cause bad reactions from some movie fans.

But Su Shaoze still had to consider Ye Yingwen's feelings.

If the photos were exposed and everyone knew that he was Zhao Yazhi's boyfriend, what would Ye Yingwen become.

Little three?

I'm afraid that chick can't accept it!

So, it's good for the family to know about this kind of thing, and don't make the world stormy.

While Su Shaoze was talking to Zhao Yazhi, he was waiting for the report from Dazuishan Villa.

The phone rang, Su Shaoze connected, and a man's voice came from the phone: "Boss, I have already brought back some of the things."

"But everything in the safe is gone."

Hearing this, the corner of Su Shaoze's mouth twitched, still troubled.

Some of those photos were placed in the safe. It seems that after the group of thieves pried open the safe, they didn't come to distinguish it. No matter what, everything was swept away.

For the missing part of the photo, Su Shaoze didn't have much to say, just said in a flat voice: "Go and get it back." "

"yes!"

Time went back to 2:30 a.m. last night, half an hour after the theft.

"Wow~~"

A rusty roller shutter door was pulled down, and a dilapidated white van in the garage turned off the lights, and five men jumped out of the car.

They were not too tall, and they were wearing some shabby clothes. One of them, with a strong body, took off his hat somewhat depressed, revealing a big bald head with dark skin.

A group of people pushed open a small door and walked into a messy room with various things placed everywhere, a bit like a storage room.

In the middle was a large iron table, on which were placed open and unopened all kinds of good wine, all stolen by them. "Wow—"

A thin man pushed aside the sundries on the iron table, and put the black travel bag in his hand on the table: "y, brothers, we got rich tonight, what should I say, we should Go to those rich people's houses."

"Look at these jewels and diamonds, they are so beautiful, and this cash, we met a fat sheep."

Another short young man next to him spat on the ground, looked at this guy with disgust, and cursed: "If it weren't for you bastard, we can patronize the second one tonight!" "Bastard, do you blame me? Can I touch the alarm without Jimmy's foot?"

On the other side, a tall and thin Nanyue boy with sunken eye sockets was comparing the high-end suit on his body in front of the mirror.

Looking at the black ribbon label on the cuff and the Chinese character "Su" embroidered with silver thread, he pouted.

This should be the name of the male owner of this house.

Even the clothes have to be customized, it really is a big dog.

This is what he got from the closet. It looks very high-end, so he put it on directly. Showing off to the person next to him, he said, "How is it? You're handsome?"

"Tch, you look more like a clown in this dress!" A person next to him mercilessly hit.

Indeed, although the clothes are very good, it also depends on who wears them.

Su Shaoze's figure is relatively tall, but the Nanyue boy in front of him is much shorter than Su Shaoze, and his sleeves wrap his hands in.

Lively like a sack.