In March, the king of thieves Hong Jinxi of Ningchuan was arrested.

Ningchuan can only be regarded as a second-tier city in China, with relatively backward economic development and no famous tourist attractions, but since the king of thieves appeared in the late 1990s, the name of Ningchuan thief capital has been established.

It can be said that with Ningchuan City as the center, three provinces are drawn out.

Among them, hundreds of cities and even county towns have been stolen by the disciples and grandchildren brought out by Hong Jinxi, not to mention white people, even the underworld is not willing to provoke this thief.

The title of King of Thieves alone has appeared in newspapers more than ten times over the years.

But to be honest, Hong Jinxi is a thief, but he is quite a thief.

If he doesn't do small business, he can do it himself, almost all of them are big ones.

The richest person in Ningchuan is Mr. Lin Rusheng. He is a commercial giant who emerged locally in the 1980s and is also a well-known antique collector in China.

It is no exaggeration to say that the total value of the antiques stored in his vault can buy a quarter of Ningchuan City.

These terrifying antique collections are all hidden by Lin Rusheng in the private vault under the villa in the suburbs. It was built by Lin Rusheng when he was young. In recent years, it has been continuously improved by using modern technology. The safety factor is comparable to the national treasury. There is no possibility of being stolen.

But even such a "high-end" treasury failed to stop the King of Thieves.

In 1998, the treasury under the Lin family's villa was stolen, and more than 60 pieces of cultural relics were stolen. Among them, the most valuable cultural relic was the seven-treasure gilt and falling swallow Buddha of the Tang Dynasty. It is said that it was Lin Rusheng in Hong Kong in 1990. The auctioned collections are currently valued at at least 300 million.

After the news of the theft of the Lin family was exposed, the title of Ningchuan King of Thieves became completely famous in the country, and more and more people learned of the name of the King of Thieves, Hong Jinxi.

In fact, Hong Jinxi's most famous hard skills are threefast shot, fast unlocking, and one fast running.

These skills can also be regarded as his ability to settle down.

One of the most headaches for the police is his second kung fu, unlocking.

The speed at which the King of Thieves unlocks is absolutely unscientific. From the surveillance video provided by the Lin family, it can be seen that even the five doors can't stop him, no matter what kind of lock, it can't last for two seconds under his hands. .

You know, the Lin family's vault is comparable to that of a big bank, with combination locks and fingerprint locks readily available, but the king of thieves opened it in less than two seconds... Is this science?

For a person who knows the password, it takes about ten seconds to unlock the lock, and the fastest is five seconds, but what if you don't know the password?

At the end of 1998, the Seven Treasures Gilt Falling Swallow Buddha, stolen by Hong Jinxi, appeared in the UK and was photographed at a high price by a wealthy businessman. The surveillance video provided by the Lin family was also sent to Sijiucheng, causing an uproar.

The leaders were not shocked by Hong Jin-hee's appalling stealing technique, but they discovered that Hong Jin-hee had a "thing" in his hands that should not have appeared.

I have to say that Hong Jinxi is a very capable thief. In the next few years, despite the police's siege, pursuit and interception, and the arrangement of the superiors in Sijiucheng to arrest him, this old thief has never been caught.

Gradually, the king of thieves began to disappear, as if the golden pot had washed his hands, and never committed another crime.

But no one could have imagined that today, nearly 20 years later, he would become the "guest" of the police.

The outside world thinks that he was caught in, but the people inside are very clear that he came in by himself.

On March 10, Hong Jinxi was brought into the interrogation room for the second time.

The person in charge of the interrogation, Zhao Meng, sat aside with a cigarette in his hand, but he didn't light it, staring intently at this unremarkable fat man.

Fifty-three years old, with a public face, less than 1.75 meters tall, and weighs more than 170 kilograms.

How did someone who was thrown into the crowd and could not be found become the king of thieves?

"Are you sick?"

Hong Jinxi frowned and looked at the interrogators beside him with an unhappy expression: "I said it all, I found out that the prodigal son turned back with my conscience, how many times do you have to ask before you believe it?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just that I don't understand." Zhao Meng frowned, his eyes were like knives, as if he wanted to peel off Hong Jinxi's disguise layer by layer, "What the hell do you think? A scum like you will turn back as a prodigal son? "

Hearing this, Hong Jinxi laughed, but he was not angry because Zhao Meng called him a scumbag.

"I'm a prodigal son, and there's no other reason." Hong Jin smiled happily, his eyes squinting, his face full of smugness filled with a kind of smugness, "Since I surrendered myself, it should be taken lightly, right? Will I be shot?"

When he asked this, anyone could hear the confidence in his tone.

"Not necessarily dead, but at least indefinitely." Zhao Meng sneered.

After getting the answer, Hong Jinxi nodded with satisfaction: "It's okay to have an indefinite period."

Saying that, Hong Jinxi raised his eyes, swiped left and right, and said with a smile, let me go back if I have nothing to do, I was so sleepy that I didn't sleep all night, so I just went back to catch up.

"No." Zhao Meng lit a cigarette and smoked slowly, "It's not over yet."

"What else do you want to ask?" Hong Jinxi frowned and looked at him impatiently.

"It's not that we are arraigning you today, it's the superior who arranged for someone..."

Zhao Meng said, moved the lamp on the table to the side, leaned forward, and looked at Hong Jinxi's face carefully.

"He wants to see you and says he wants to take something from you."

Hong Jinxi, who had never taken these interrogators seriously, seemed to realize something after hearing Zhao Meng's words, and his expression became obviously stiff.

But before he could say anything, the door of the interrogation room had been pushed open, and two policemen walked in first, followed by a fat man in his forties in plainclothes.

His figure is similar to Hong Jinxi, but he wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face, and his smile can't be described as kind.

"King of Thieves?" he asked.

Hong Jinxi was stunned for a while, thinking about whether to nod.

Hearing a muffled bang, Hong Jinxi didn't have time to react, and the fat man pressed his head on the table.

"The first time we meet, let me introduce myself. My surname is Huo."

After the fat man held Hong Jinxi down, the smile on his face did not diminish, he greeted the rest of the audience very politely, took out his certificate from his pocket, seemed to know Zhao Meng, and handed it to him directly.

After receiving it in his hand, Zhao Meng was stunned for a moment, looked at the fat man surnamed Huo in disbelief, and then carefully handed the certificate back.

"I want to talk to him alone." Fatty Huo said with a smile, "please avoid everyone."

If he hadn't seen Fatty Huo's certificate, perhaps Zhao Meng would like to ask a few more questions, but now... Zhao Meng feels that this matter is more complicated than he thought, and the less he knows, the better.

Until everyone left the interrogation room, Fatty Huo didn't let go of Hong Jinxi, he still pressed his head and started to exert his strength slowly......

Hong Jinxi sneered and didn't beg for mercy, it seemed that he meant to carry it through to the end.

In Ningchuan City, and even in the surrounding provinces, Hong Jinxi belongs to the kind of person who can eat black and white. If he didn't have the ability, would he live to this day?

"Let's fight, grandson." Hong Jin smiled happily.

Fatty Huo hummed and said only one word.

"good."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty Huo pressed his hands hard, and Hong Jinxi couldn't stop his nosebleed.

Only at this time did Hong Jinxi realize that Fatty Huo's hand strength was not right. It was simply not human strength, just like a mechanical hydraulic press.

Although Fatty Huo's hand was adding force very slowly, the feeling that his cheekbones seemed to be slowly crushed was indeed something that Hong Jinxi couldn't bear.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The sound of bones being squeezed and deformed gradually reverberated in the interrogation room.

"Stop!! Can't I admit it!!"

Hearing Hong Jinxi's miserable scream, Fatty Huo still had the kind smile full of kindness, and his eyes were the same as when he was looking at his old friend.

After doing all this, Fatty Huo looked at the blood on the Thief King's head, nodded in satisfaction, and then asked him.

"Where's the key?"

Hong Jinxi is a standard scumbag, and fearless is his life creed, but now he understands it, and if he keeps his mouth shut, the creed will become an epitaph.

This fat man really wanted to kill him.

"What key?" Hong Jinxi asked rhetorically, pretending to be puzzled, and his tone had obviously softened.

"What do you say?"

Fatty Huo smiled, picked up the lamp and shone it on his head again, it was heavier than before, almost smashed Hong Jinxi to roll his eyes, but he still asked with a smile on his face.

"If you don't have a key, then what do you rely on to open the doors of thousands of households? You have opened the well-protected Lin's treasury? You don't rely on keys to open doors, do you?"

Speaking of which, Fatty Huo put down the lamp, yanked Hong Jinxi's arm sideways, and threw him into the corner of the interrogation room like throwing garbage.

"In 1973, five keys were unearthed in Mawangdui, but when they were transported to the capital, they accidentally lost one..." Fatty Huo took out a box of panda cigarettes from his pocket and put it on slowly. As usual, he chatted with Hong Jinxi with a smile, "Actually, I'm very curious, how did that key end up in your hands?"

"What key!? I don't even understand what you're talking about!!" Hong Jinxi was paralyzed in the corner, his face full of panic, wiping the blood from his head while avoiding Fatty Huo's gaze.

Fatty Huo took out two photos from his pocket and gently placed them in front of Hong Jinxi.

A photo was taken from a surveillance video. The image is clear and full of colors. The date in the lower right corner of the photo corresponds to the date when Hong Jinxi stole the Lin family treasury.

The other photo is much blurrier and more dated, showing five metal key-shaped implements.

Fatty Huo smoked a cigarette, sat on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, and squinted at Hong Jinxi.

"You may not know the origin of the key, but you definitely know what it does. I don't want to ask you anything else right now, just tell me where the key is?"

After seeing the two photos, Hong Jinxi looked lost, and his eyes were extremely contradictory, as if he was in a psychological struggle.

After two minutes, Hong Jinxi spoke.

"The key is lost."

Hearing this, Fatty Huo didn't say much, just smashed the lamp on the table.

"Do you say it again?" Fatty Huo stared at Hong Jinxi with a smile.

Hong Jinxi was smashed to death by the lamp, and he seemed to be in a trance. He rushed up like a madman and shouted at Fatty Huo, "Do you think I lost the key on purpose?! I..."

Fatty Huo said nothing and looked at him without saying a word.

If a person's eyes are as sharp as a blade, then Fatty Huo's eyes are definitely scrapers.

Like a real scraper, it can scrape off the camouflage on the other side layer by layer.

Being stared at by him, Hong Jinxi also felt hair on his back, and slowly calmed down, sitting cross-legged on the ground with a sullen face.

"I...I came in to take refuge..."

Hearing Hong Jinxi's words, Fatty Huo changed his expression for the first time and frowned, "Refuge?"

"A week ago, my son got the news from somewhere, saying that the Wushan Mental Hospital bought a batch of gold bricks from other provinces..."

"Buying gold bricks for a mental hospital?" Fatty Huo looked at Hong Jinxi dubiously, "Why don't they buy medical supplies and gold bricks?"

Hong Jin said happily: "I'm also wondering, besides, how can a mental hospital be so rich to buy a fucking truck of gold bricks."

Having said that, Hong Jinxi asked Fatty Huo for a cigarette.

"How many gold bricks are there?" Fatty Huo asked curiously, helping Hong Jinxi to light a cigarette in a friendly manner.

Hong Jinxi said, "One ton."

"Are you making fun of me?" Fatty Huo frowned, "A ton of gold bricks? Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Hong Jinxi shook his head, his body trembled while smoking, he didn't know if he was scared of being beaten by Fatty Huo, or if he remembered something that frightened him, his eyes became dazed.

"A ton of gold bricks, that's not a joke. The hospital is not a bank vault, and it doesn't take much effort to steal it. Originally, I couldn't wash my hands, but this... I'm really greedy."

According to Hong Jinxi, the specific number of BRICs and the date they were sent to the mental hospital were thoroughly checked by his son. In order to avoid accidents, he deliberately wanted to go out on his own and bring someone with him to do this.

"Your son is also a thief?" Fatty Huo asked curiously.

"A dragon gives birth to a dragon, and a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix." Hong Jinxi said.

Fatty Huo snorted, you directly said that the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, and you put gold on your face!

"My son is not bad, he has a good foundation, he has high understanding, and he has no name on the white road, so he is hiding it from me. I have planned to pass the key to him in a few years, but who knows... Who knows what will change. It's like this..."

"Missed?" Fatty Huo asked curiously.

Hong Jinxi didn't say a word, bowed his head, and his body kept shaking.

After a while, Hong Jinxi said in a hoarse voice that he missed, but it wasn't just a miss.

Fatty Huo was stunned and asked what he meant?

"My son, and my three apprentices..."

When he said this, Hong Jinxi trembled more and more violently, his face turned pale, obviously the sequelae of being greatly frightened.

"They were eaten."