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Chapter 288: The scheming frog takes off his clothes once

On that day, Hong Kong Island was 8 p.m.

In the interrogation room, Dong Yi stared at the man who was spitting lotus flowers opposite the table.

There was endless croaking sounds, and Dong Yi raised his hand and interrupted: "Okay, okay!"

What are you talking about with me?

What kind of painter, what kind of first love, how did you embark on this path of crime, how did the painter become so popular!

My ears were calloused!"

The man named Li Wen on the opposite side seemed to be in a terrible grievance. His neck veins swelled, his cheeks flushed, and tears in his eyes: "What I said is true. Everything was done by the painter. He will definitely come to kill me. You police want to protect me!"

Dong Yi sneered: "Haha...

Do you think you are the only smart person in this world, and the rest are all big silly?

Although your story is well told, others can’t hear any loopholes, but I can expose your lies without hesitation!”

Dong Yi then took out a photo taken on the basement floor of the printing factory, threw it on the table, and tapped his fingers on the table: "Look at it yourself, this is the photo taken by our police on the spot.

You said acid-free paper was bought by the painter who took you to the United States and printed the remaining paper from the post office under the name of charity?!!”

Dong Yi shook his head and sneered: "The paper we searched from the scene has 500 tons!

500 tons of acid-free paper...

For $100, the weight is close to one gram, so we will calculate it by one gram.

Then 500 tons of paper is 500x1000x1000x1000x1000.

That is, 50 billion yuan of fake money.

Considering the losses in the manufacturing process, let’s take a 0.8, which is 40 billion dollars!

What is the concept of 40 billion dollars?!!

It is now 1989, and China's total import and export volume in a month is only a few billion yuan, and now the world's richest man, Yoshiaki Tsuki's personal assets are only more than 20 billion yuan.

In other words, the fake money you team created is close to New Zealand's GDP.

So the question is, who is the buyer with so many fake money?

Who has the ability to eat it?

Where are they going to spend it?

You always say that the foreign buyers that painters come into contact with are impossible to eat all of these fake money in my opinion.

Oh? A few people can transfer hundreds of tons of fake money with boxes. Even if they can buy it, how can they spend it?

So in your nonsense, a few buyers are just a cover!”

Speaking of this, Dong Yi sneered, looked at Li Wen with a meaningful look, and said with a slight sneer: "I'm afraid there is someone else in the real big buyer..."

After saying that, Dong Yi raised his lips: "Okay? Let's not talk about these for now!

A case of counterfeit money worth tens of billions of dollars? You said that Canada seems to have noticed something, and has sent someone to investigate it? I wonder why Americans didn’t respond?

There is also the story? The painter you mentioned brought a team of big cats and kittens, and directly washed away the territory of a Thai general? Afterwards, all the staff survived?

After slaughtering the general's territory, he swaggered and rested in the Golden Triangle for a whole year?

A team that has mastered the technology of making counterfeit money and is injured by all employees is a large piece of fat? The Golden Triangle is a dragon's nest? Will other forces not be jealous?"

Dong Yi shrugged: "It's useless to say more!"

Then he clapped his hands, and after two bangs, Ade pushed open the door of the interrogation room? He looked at Dong Yi: "Sir Dong? How is it?"

"Oh... there is no way. Some people are too self-righteous and bringing people in can make them give up!"

Upon hearing this, Ade nodded, then closed the door and left? Dong Yi looked at Li Wen. At this time, Li Wen looked wronged and wronged. Sitting in the seat, he raised his head and closed his eyes, silently saying that he was the most unjust person in the world.

He murmured: "There is no way? I have already said everything I should say. Maybe the painter should not die, right? I didn't expect that in the end? He still won!"

Dong Yi rolled his eyes? He complained in his heart that it would be a pity that this guy would not be an actor. If he hadn't recognized this person as Zhang Shu's face after entering the printing factory, Dong Yi might have believed the man's nonsense like the police in the original storyline!

In the original story line, Li Wen was arrested in 1990. This time, because Dong Yi was involved in chaos, this guy was arrested one year in advance.

Dong Yi never thought that this guy was behind Wang Dongyuan!

Fortunately, the movie about this counterfeit money case in my previous life was a rare masterpiece, especially the Hong Kong movies that were not behind. Dong Yi has watched them and was deeply impressed. Otherwise, he might have been confused by Li Wen's superb acting skills!

Thumb...

The knock on the door sounded, and Dong Yi immediately stood up and opened the door of the interrogation room himself.

Ade pushed a wheelchair and took one person into the room. Dong Yi looked at Li Wennu and asked slowly: "Mr. Li, look, do you recognize this person?"

Li Wen looked at the person sitting in a wheelchair in front of him. The man was wearing sunglasses and masks, making people unable to see what they looked like, and subconsciously shook his head.

Dong Yi then ordered the person sitting in the wheelchair: "Take off your mask and sunglasses!"

Hearing this, the man slowly took off his sunglasses and put on his mask.

Li Wen, who was originally confused, looked confused from the beginning to surprise and then to disbelief, and he was stunned and subconsciously murmured: "You? Are you not dead?"

Wang Dongyuan, with a pale face, said slowly: "Don't be fine, Mr. Li, when Mr. Li brought you back from abroad, I never knew that he had a son abroad. It was so hard for him to hide it from me!

I always thought that his daughter was hiding abroad, after all, he often mailed some things that women liked to foreign countries.

It seems that I was wrong. He raised a good son. You are even more cruel than your father. You are really a tiger father without a dog son.

Sorry, I'm still alive, why do you have the nerve to go first? Thank you for everything you have done for me!”

Dong Yi looked at Li Wen again and said coldly: "Mr. Li, oh... no!

It should be Mr. Painter. Your story is very wonderful. I want me to tell you what fake money you made!

How great it would be to change careers and become a screenwriter directly. Let me think about it. The so-called painter should be created by combining your father and your own experience!

By the way, there is also a girlfriend in your story, who is an internationally renowned painter.

I tell you that if she dares to come to us to bail you, I will dare to order someone to take her down!

Even if she holds a letter of recommendation from a celebrity and powerful person, I will ask her to accompany you to court without hesitation. After all, who knows what dirty things do those celebrities and powerful persons have to do with you in private!"

"call……"

Li Wenchangshu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at himself. The temperament of a person who was originally timid and pedantic and pedantic suddenly changed.

His eyes were cold and his sinister eyes looked at Dong Yi, and he looked at him carefully, then nodded: "I thought you were just an ordinary mistress. It seems that I underestimated you!

But you are a little policeman, do you know who you are against?

Just to be honest, even if I put me in court, I will still walk out in a synagogue!

You are such a small role who has received a salary for a month, and the Queen of England is here, and she will respectfully regard me as a guest of honor!

The old guy Wang Dongyuan is still alive and has indeed given me a lot of surprises, but not to mention him, even the British Hong Kong government would not dare to do anything to me.

You are very smart, but unfortunately I am not a painter. It is true that there are many lies in the story I just now, but I am not a painter, and this one has not lie to you!"
Chapter completed!
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