Chapter 73: Walking in the garden to capture the assassin

When Huang Lin was shocked, the three guys pulled out the dagger from their clothes at the same time. At this moment, Huang Lin realized that she felt right...

She could see it, and Zhao Jianhui, who was sitting opposite her, naturally couldn't see it. In Huang Lin's opinion, Zhao Jianhui was still spraying smoke, and he pinched the cigarette butt with his two fingers and felt nothing.

In fact, Zhao Jianhui had already felt it as soon as the expressions of the three guys changed.

Huang Lin stood up, and with a single whip, she had already knocked the young man standing beside her, exclaiming in a soft voice: "Director, there is an assassin behind..."

Just as she screamed, the cigarette butt in Zhao Jianhui's hand had already drawn an arc, and he leaned directly against the eyes of a guy behind him. He pulled out two chopsticks from the tableware tube with his other hand, sat still on his upper body, threw the chopsticks out with his backhand.

The cigarette butt was nailed directly to the young man's eyes. With a slight squeak of fried meat, the guy threw the dagger in his hand, covered his eyes, squatted and screamed. A chopstick suddenly shot out, and then came first, and directly nailed the eyes of another guy holding the dagger to stab Zhao Jianhui in the back of his heart.

After two screams, the two young men had already tilted over the table next to them and fell to the ground. The daggers were thrown away with their hands, covering their respective eyes and rolling and screaming.

Huang Lin may not be bragging. She may have really won the Sanda championship at the police academy. You young man was knocked back by her elbow but didn't fall down. He rushed up again with a dagger in his hand.

Huang Lin's pretty body looked soft and weak, but her movements were as quick as a leopard, punching, pushing her elbow, and kicking her knees... The young man took a dagger in his hand, but was pushed back by Huang Lin.

First, Huang Lin is indeed skilled, and second, this guy is obviously distracted by the fall of two companions on the other side. Seeing that his companions had already "sacrificed heroically" before they could take action, he lost all his advantage in a daze. Huang Lin broke down and kicked his crotch and stroked the dagger in his hand.

Zhao Jianhui was simply effortless to deal with these people, and these native chickens and tiles were simply unbearable.

"Wow... Director... you are too fierce, right?" After the fight ended, Huang Lin saw clearly what happened to the two people just now. She couldn't help but open her mouth and speech in shock. With excitement, the little daughter's mentality was clear, and her eyes seemed to be full of admiration. The director's move of swaying chopsticks just now was so handsome, so cool, so cool!!

The guy who hit her on the ground shouted angrily, rolled over and got up, looked around and saw the guy who was not good at helping him. He grabbed the hot bowl of soup on the table next to him.

A scream of "Howl..." was heart-wrenching.

How could Zhao Jianhui give him this opportunity? The chopsticks in his hand flew out like lightning... Not a drop of the hot oil soup left was sprinkled on his own.

Everyone in the restaurant was stunned. The young man who used a cigarette butt and two chopsticks to calm the three men was filled with a sense of uproar.

"Secretary Huang, call the person from the bureau to bring these three people back." Zhao Jianhui smiled faintly and said to Huang Lin who was a little stunned.

"Yes, Director...you...you know qigong..." Huang Lin couldn't help asking while touching the phone.

Zhao Jianhui ignored her and said to the panicked diner: "Don't panic... I am Zhao Jianhui, director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. These are several criminals who intend to move forward. They have been controlled by us. The people in the bureau will come immediately. Everyone will take their place. Don't panic. No matter where you are, as long as you encounter someone who pretends to be a gangster, you will call the police. If any police officer dares not go out, or helps bad people bully the common people, I will deal with him..."

Wow... This is the young director who was rumored to be rumored today in the streets and alleys? No wonder the director is the director. Look at his style, he has never left the bench from the beginning to the end. He just moved his fingers gently, and a few little hooligans holding knives were blinded.

He has been blinded long ago if he dared to assassinate such a person.

When he came out of the fried noodle restaurant, Huang Lin followed Zhao Jianhui, thinking silently, and his eyes swept across Zhao Jianhui's back from time to time.

What kind of man is this person? He is already in a high position at such a young age and has become the leader of the overall situation of the city. There must be a strong network of relationships behind him, so it goes without saying that he is not what he thought at the beginning, just an embroidered pillow.

He has keen observation skills, excellent and extraordinary amazing skills. Such an excellent man must have a partner, right?

Thinking of this, Huang Lin couldn't help but shrink her neck down and spat secretly: "Bah, what are you thinking? Is there a partner to you?"

Three gangsters were sent to the hospital, so naturally the police officers followed suit to "protect". Back in the yard of the Public Security Bureau, Zhao Jianhui turned around and looked at Huang Lin: "It's getting late, I'll go up and look at the information for a while, and let Xiao Zhang take you back."

Xiao Zhang was the former driver of Director Min. Now Zhao Jianhui has just taken office and is not familiar with anything, so everything in the bureau remains the same, including the secretary and driver used by Min Jianhang.

"Director, I know what you mean by reading those information. I... I want to talk to you about some things, but I don't know you..." Huang Lin regretted a little after saying this. Who do the director wants to use? Where can he use it to point fingers?

"Haha, secretary, it's not just writing and painting to hand over materials, but sometimes you have to be a good adviser to the leader. If you think you need to say anything, you boldly say it. As for how you listen, it's the leader's business." Zhao Jianhui smiled and encouraged Huang Lin.

"Well, I understand." The two of them entered the elevator and went upstairs and returned to the director's office. Zhao Jianhui poured a glass of water for Huang Lin with his own hands: "I really didn't expect that it would be good for you, a girl, to reach out. This glass of water is my reward for you."

"Thank you, Director, then I'll just say that if there is anything wrong, you can criticize it more." Huang Lin reached out to take the cup, and her shallow smile was even more charming.

"Well, you say, I'll listen." Zhao Jianhui looked at the beautiful and messy female secretary, thinking that the girl's figure was comparable to that of Yuan Yiyi.

"Director, when Director Min was there, Zhang Aimin, the deputy director in charge of criminal investigation, was adjusted to take charge of logistics..." Zhao Jianhui listened quietly, and smiled from time to time to encourage Huang Lin to continue. The conversation between the two went on for nearly two hours. No, it should be that Huang Lin was saying that Zhao Jianhui was listening. By the time the conversation ended, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Although Huang Lin has not worked in the Public Security Bureau for a long time, because she has been in the central headquarters of the bureau for a while, she has seen many kinds of things. Although Huang Lin has limited vision and is still a little bit based on her own likes and dislikes, what she said from her mouth can better reflect some real situations.

While listening and analyzing, Zhao Jianhui could understand some things, which were more direct and more real than reading those boring files herself.

I understood that Huang Lin's home was in a community in the south of the city. I thought that Xiao Zhang might have rested, so I didn't call him. After going downstairs, I drove Huang Lin home in person. Zhao Jianhui planned to stay in the rest room in the office tonight, and didn't think about going to Ye Qiuyu again.

Just when Zhao Jianhui was sending Huang Lin home, at an intersection close to the south of the city, when he was waiting for the red light, he saw colorful neon lights flashing in the southeast corner of the intersection. From the roof of the building to the foyer on the first floor, the colors changed and reflected the seven big characters "Western Style Nightclub". The neon sign was more than 20 meters high, and it was full of magnificence.

"This is opened by the third son of the Ye family, the richest man in Dayun City. It is said that it is very lively..." Huang Lin saw Zhao Jianhui looking at the row of big words through the front windshield, and seemed to say something indifferently.

Zhao Jianhui smiled in his heart. I wonder what this girl wants to say? It’s very lively inside? Is it meaningful?

At this moment, in the luxurious nightclub, the dim KTV private room was filled with songs of incomplete tone and laughter between men and women. A man in his thirties stood in the center of the room with a bottle of beer in one hand and a microphone in the other, shouting at a Northwest folk song sung by a celebrity, and occasionally taking a sip of beer.

There were several empty wine bottles on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and the remaining dozen bottles of beer were all open. A girl and a young man were sitting tilted on the corner of the sofa, and the bottle of red wine in front of him was already facing the sky.

The girl is not old and looks like she is only sixteen or seventeen or eighteen years old. She is wearing a V-neck short-sleeved sweatshirt on top, a denim skirt underneath, gray cotton socks and a pair of black sneakers, and looks very youthful. But it is obvious that she feels a little out of touch with the temperature at this time.

The man's shoulder was close to her shoulder, and his head was almost pressed against the girl's hair. Half of the girl's body leaned against the sofa, as if she was drunk. The man kept whispering and laughing, and the girl also said this to him without saying a word. There was an ambiguous atmosphere in her heart, and she didn't feel cold.

The young man's surname is Ye, and his name is Ye Feng. He is the owner of this nightclub. The singer is an old customer of the Ye Group, with the surname Xie. Although he is only 35 or 6 years old, he is already a very famous rich man in the south. He is eloquent and handsome. This time he came to Dayun City to purchase a batch of mining equipment produced by the Ye Group.
Chapter completed!