Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Hong Kong Kowloon Airport.

A connecting flight stopped here.

A moment later, several South Koreans disembarked from the plane.

After passing through security, the South Korean representative introduced a young man next to him: "He was sent from Hong Kong!"

The young man stepped forward, shook hands with the two men, and introduced himself: "Welcome to Hong Kong. I am Inspector Fan Jiaming from the Counter-Terrorism Special Operations Team!"

The counter-terrorism special operations team was a department specifically established by the hometown government after the handover.

A department specifically tasked with counterterrorism missions.

This department is newly established, so it doesn't have a very deep foundation, which is why Inspector Fan Jiaming is able to take charge of such an important matter.

The two men shook hands with Fan Jiaming and introduced themselves: "Mr. Fan, I am Choi Min-ho, a South Korean national intelligence officer, and this is Park Woo-cheol, the intelligence chief."

"Welcome, this way please!" Fan Jiaming invited the two into the car.

After getting into the car, Fan Jiaming said directly, "Based on intelligence from the United States and England, as well as the investigation by the Hong Kong police, we believe that these buyers will complete the transaction in three hours!"

Before Fan Jiaming could finish speaking, Park Woo-cheol received a phone call.

The call came from a South Korean informant in Hong Kong, who said that the buyers had changed the transaction location to an underground parking garage in Tsim Sha Tsui.

However, Fan Jiaming soon received a message from the Criminal Intelligence Bureau saying that the transaction location had also been changed to Tak Hing Street in Jordan.

The fact that the two sides received different intelligence is indeed very strange.

Logically speaking, this kind of intelligence is no laughing matter.

However, Fan Jiaming still trusted his own people and ignored the situation on the Korean side, instead going directly to Jordan Road.

The police have already deployed a large force here, led by Li Yanming, and have laid a tight net to prevent Equator or his men from escaping. And they must capture DC8!

On the other side, inside the dimly lit underground parking lot.

A motorcycle drove in.

The man and woman on the bus were wearing helmets, so their faces could not be seen.

At that moment, a group of Middle Eastern foreigners in the security booth of the underground parking lot immediately became alert.

One by one, they took up their weapons and went on guard.

The car stopped quickly, and the man took off his helmet and sat down directly in front of the foreigner.

The woman also removed her helmet, revealing her beautiful face.

The foreigner sitting opposite the man said directly, "Out of respect for your reputation, I did not search you."

"Thank you!" the man said indifferently.

But the foreigner suddenly pointed at the woman in the car and said, "But you didn't tell me about her!"

The man continued, "You have your bodyguards, and I have mine!"

At this moment, another bald foreigner stepped forward, and it seemed that he was the one in charge: "But I don't trust you, I don't like strangers!"

The man spoke up, "Can't my reputation put your mind at ease?"

The bald man didn't speak, but looked at the woman and said, "You don't mind, do you?"

The man didn't say anything more, he just shook his head.

Then the bald man sent out one of his henchmen to search the woman.

However, the bald man's henchmen were a bit shady; they did some lewd things to the women during the body search.

This immediately provoked the woman to erupt in anger, and she knocked the henchman to the ground with a few punches and kicks.

Just as the woman pulled out a dagger to finish off the thug, the man finally spoke up: "Stop!"

Having stopped the woman from killing, the man took out a document and handed it to the bald man.

The bald man glanced at the document, then put it aside and said, "I need to see the goods first!"

The man coldly replied, "No money, no goods."

"Whose rule is this?" the bald man said unhappily.

The man, however, appeared very assertive: "These are my rules!"

The bald man was a little embarrassed, so he said directly to his men, "Whoever opens his bag will get a 10% reward!"

But none of their men dared to move when they saw the beautiful woman.

After all, they had witnessed this woman's ruthlessness firsthand.

The man continued, "When I sell things, I always have only one condition: the highest bidder wins! If someone offers a higher price, I wouldn't even come if I weren't trustworthy! Or... does it seem like the information was wrong?"

While the two sides were in a standoff, the police launched an operation.

However, Li Yanming, being a complete novice, didn't even cut off the power to the underground parking lot and sent his men straight in.

This allowed people in the parking lot to see the police through surveillance cameras.

The foreigners immediately panicked, and their underlings grabbed their weapons and led their bald boss away.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, Fan Jiaming outside heard it.

He immediately took off his suit jacket and prepared to pack his gear and set off.

The South Koreans stopped Fan Jiaming and said, "Mr. Fan, please allow Park Woo-cheol to participate in the operation!"

Fan Jiaming ignored the South Koreans and said coldly, "You are observers and have no law enforcement authority in Hong Kong!"

Park Woo-cheol immediately became anxious: "Is this important? What if something goes wrong?"

But Fan Jiaming completely ignored them and directly called his men over: "Keep a close eye on them!"

A female police officer immediately stopped the South Korean group.

Fan Jiaming, along with a group of his men who had changed clothes, also entered the underground parking garage.

The underground parking garage was in complete chaos as the foreigners launched a fierce counterattack against the police.

It's clear that this group was quite powerful to buy the DC8, and their firepower was incredibly fierce, putting the police under immense pressure.

However, with Fan Jiaming joining the team, the foreigners started to struggle.

The foreigners also know that as time goes by, the police force will be reinforced more and more.

Continuing to fight like this will only trap them in the underground parking lot by the police.

Fortunately, the parking lot had several exits. After the foreigners fought off the police, they immediately got into their car, started the engine, and sped away.

Meanwhile, the man and woman who were trading with these foreigners were trying to find a way to break out.

Although the police placed tire deflation devices at each exit, some criminals still managed to escape.

The two sides clashed in the streets.

At this moment, Park Woo-cheol from the South Korean side also seized the opportunity, picked up an MP5 from an injured police officer, and launched a counterattack against the foreigners.

After successfully helping the police deal with the escaped criminals, Park Woo-cheol saw a stranger mingling in the crowd, then got on his motorcycle and sped away.

Seeing the bulging backpack on the other person's back, Park Woo-cheol immediately felt that there was something wrong with this person, so he grabbed a traffic policeman's motorcycle and chased after him.

Whether it was due to the other party being too flustered or some other reason, a car accident actually occurred.

Although the person disappeared quickly, the backpack on their back was left behind.

Park Woo-cheol's expression changed immediately after he opened the backpack, somewhat incredulous that he had gotten it so easily.
……

"Ha, those bastards actually managed to intercept the DC8?"

Upon hearing this news, Chen Jiajun raised an eyebrow.

Do you know what kind of people the police sent out were?
Li Yanming, an inspector with a serious criminal record, was transferred from the Major Crimes Unit.

Fan Jiaming, an inspector from a newly established department with no prior counter-terrorism experience.

Add to that three South Koreans who have no law enforcement authority in Hong Kong, how could they possibly obtain weapons from someone like Equator?
This isn't how you write science fiction stories.

If it's really that powerful, then there are only two possibilities.

First, the South Korean National Intelligence Service is completely incompetent. Second, this whole thing was deliberately orchestrated by people from the equator.

Recalling President Song's words, Chen Jiajun suddenly understood their meaning.

So Chen Jiajun asked, "Can you confirm that the DC8 they have is genuine?"

"Cannot confirm!" The intelligence officer shook his head and said, "However, the South Koreans say they have a way to confirm it!"

"You have a way?" Chen Jiajun stood up abruptly, immediately understanding what was going on, and said with a wry smile, "An old fox is indeed an old fox!"

……

Meanwhile, the equatorial messenger, the man who made the deal that day, escaped the police's sight and arrived in Macau by cruise ship.

As soon as I got off the ship, I was picked up by several foreigners wearing sunglasses.

Soon the messenger followed the foreigners to a dog farm.

The owner of the dog kennel was also a foreigner, and he was watching an extremely bloody dogfight.

Upon seeing the messenger approach, the foreigner immediately asked, "Do you feel any remorse for what you've done?"

The messenger replied calmly, "If I had absconded, I wouldn't have come to keep this appointment."

"We had already completed the transaction," the foreigner said, still displeased.

The messenger replied, "The weapon you requested is perfectly safe now!"

"Yes, in the hands of those damn cops! And my own brother died because of you!"

As soon as the foreigner finished speaking, the bodyguards behind him immediately drew their guns and pointed them at the messenger.

The messenger, however, remained calm and said, "There are risks in this line of work, you must know that, right? We stole the raw material spheres and the implosion device separately to ensure the weapon was operational. That's my responsibility! That hasn't changed!" "The DC8 is the smallest weapon in the world, breaking the limits of physics. Without activation, all you got is a piece of junk!"

Upon hearing the messenger's explanation, the foreigner said unhappily, "Why not just arrest a tech worker?"

“In South Korea, no more than five people know how to activate DC8. So there’s only one way to activate DC8!” The messenger looked at the other person as if they were an idiot.

The foreigner said helplessly, "Why didn't you discuss it with us beforehand?"

"The most ingenious deployment is one where even those in power are completely unaware!" the messenger said with a smile.

“Since its debut, Equator has never failed! I don’t want things to change!” After the foreigner finished speaking, it was as if he had approved of their plan.

……

Although the DC8 has been put into the hands of the police, no one can be sure that it is real.

So the next day, they found an open space, and the South Korean side planned to confirm it.

The three South Koreans, holding the bag they had taken from the messenger, carefully began their inspection.

After all, there was a bullet hole in the handle, and no one knew whether it would affect the stability of the weapon.

On the helicopter, Li Yanming said to Zhao Zhiren, "Before seeing this weapon, you refused to assess its power."

Zhao Zhiren then spoke up, saying, "If something happens to this weapon, simply put, everything you see will disappear!"

Upon hearing Zhao Zhiren's words, Li Yanming's chest involuntarily twitched.

This was a huge matter, so huge that even Li Yanming found it hard to believe.

Why was this operation entrusted to me?

It's not that Li Yanming is being self-deprecating; anyone would have such doubts.

However, Li Yanming couldn't care less about that now. If he succeeded, he would be back in the sights of the higher-ups, and at least for now, he had no way out.

The three South Koreans below checked the area and breathed a sigh of relief after finding no leaks.

However, they must now activate the weapon and then verify its authenticity.

Upon hearing this, Li Yanming immediately said, "Mr. Cui, our notification from your National Intelligence Service did not say that the confirmation procedure is equivalent to the initiation of the procedure!"

“Commander Li, if what we’re facing is a counterfeit, the connection won’t cause any harm! On the contrary, if the suitcase really is ours, we can switch the activation program to a deactivated state. In any case, it’s safer than doing nothing!” Cui Minhao explained to Li Yanming.

Li Yanming was completely undecided about this matter, so he turned his attention to Zhao Zhiren beside him.

Zhao Zhiren didn't speak, he just nodded.

Li Yanming took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Cui, I agree to your confirmation of the weapons. The police have prepared a convoy. The procedures are complete. Leave immediately!"

After receiving Li Yanming's consent, both Cui Minhao and Park Woo-cheol nodded.

Each of them possesses half of the activation code, and the weapon can only be activated when both of them are present at the same time.

After exchanging glances to confirm their agreement, the two entered the password into the computer connected to the weapon device.

A moment later, a weapon device the size of an ordinary delivery box began to operate.

Choi Min-ho made a note: "The computer confirms that the device in front of us is the DC8 prototype that our military lost sixteen hours ago!"

"The connection has been established and the command to disconnect has been completed. The command to abort the explosion has been completed!"

Hearing Choi Min-ho's words, the two people beside him also breathed a long sigh of relief.

Upon hearing that they had stopped the explosion, Li Yanming immediately ordered: "Crisis team, prepare to proceed with weapons delivery!"

After the two sides met, Li Yanming asked, "Mr. Cui, did it go smoothly?"

"Thanks to you, we have successfully confirmed that this is our lost handheld device!" Choi Min-ho said with a relaxed expression.

Li Yanming nodded: "The convoy is ready!"

"Thank you!" Choi Min-ho thanked Lee Yeon-min.

Just as both sides were preparing to end this farce, a voice suddenly rang out: "Sorry, the weapons can't leave!"

Everyone turned around and saw that President Song was already blocking the other party's way out, with a serious expression.

……

After the delivery was terminated, the group had no choice but to take DC8 back to the police crisis team's headquarters.

Li Yanming arrived full of resentment and said to President Song, who was drinking tea, "President Song, right? This puts me in a difficult position!"

"Is it difficult?" President Song asked calmly.

"It's difficult!" Li Yanming said bluntly, "Those South Korean experts have already confirmed those things, why won't you let them take them away?"

President Song sighed and said, "This isn't a lost and found issue; it's a national security issue! I need your cooperation!"

Li Yanming said helplessly, "How can I cooperate with you if you ask me to leave this kind of weapon in Hong Kong?"

President Song put his arm around Li Yanming's shoulder and helped him sit down. Then he said, "Mr. Li, there are some things that I can't share with you more than just because of your rank. Why? As I've already told you, this falls under the category of national security!"

"You know that we've always had a lot of things that we can't discuss with the United States. I believe that things will definitely change after this incident."

Upon hearing this, Li Yanming immediately showed obvious impatience.

He's a local Hong Konger who doesn't care about national security at all.

This is the attitude of the local faction.

Mr. Song continued, "The South Korean experts have confirmed the weapon and locked the safe mode, right? I hope you can keep a close eye on it for me, and make sure nothing goes wrong after it's finished!"

President Song's words were very impolite; he directly used his official position to intimidate people.

After all, Li Yanming is a stubborn guy with a criminal record, so he's not worth Song's time and effort.

All I need to do is make him obedient!

Li Yanming had no right to refuse, so he could only choose a spot in the basement of the crisis team's operations center for the South Koreans to place their weapons.

……

After the matter was completed, negotiations between the two parties began.

After all, this is no small matter; it's not something that the South Korean members can simply take away like the DC8.

In the meeting room, the South Korean representative immediately questioned the Hong Kong side: "What nonsense is this? Why can't we just take the weapons away? Isn't this tantamount to house arrest?"

Li Yanming said calmly, "Our Security Bureau recently communicated with your country's National Intelligence Service..."

But before Li Yanming could finish speaking, the South Korean representative said directly, "Don't distort the facts. Our National Intelligence Service has never agreed to allow you to detain weapons!"

Fan Jiaming then spoke up, saying, "Representative, we are simply acting in accordance with the law!"

"According to the law? According to what law?"

“Article Thirteen of the Basic Law of Hong Kong!” Li Yanming began.

"This is an international incident, and it should be handled in accordance with international law!" The South Korean representative became increasingly agitated.

Although he had the loudest voice, they were the weaker party in this respect.

Despite his loud shouting, President Song didn't even bother to acknowledge him.

What right does an American dog have to bark here?

Others also tried to persuade him: "Sir, please don't get agitated."

"You did nothing wrong, and we did nothing wrong either, as we acted in accordance with the Basic Law!"

The South Korean representative, enraged, muttered under his breath, "Damn it!"

He then turned his attention to President Song, asking, "Was it his idea?"

President Song glanced at him, but remained silent.

At this moment, Zhao Zhiren couldn't hold back any longer: "As the physics consultant for the crisis team, we are holding a weapon that has only been confirmed by the South Korean side. Do you all know how dangerous it is? Knowing that it is a weapon with great destructive power, we still try every means to keep it with us. This is simply unreasonable!"

"Unless... there is another reason!"

Zhao Zhiren once again turned his attention to President Song, saying in an agitated tone, "Otherwise, I can't think of any reason why someone would make such a foolish decision! This isn't the first time I've worked with civil servants, but this is the first time I've seen your so-called crisis team members. After this gentleman appeared, your attitude completely changed!"

Upon hearing Zhao Zhiren's words, Song's secretary finally couldn't help but interrupt him: "Professor, could you please hear Mr. Song's opinion first?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhiren helplessly shut his mouth.

President Song maintained his previous nonchalant attitude, saying, "The diplomatic negotiations have reached an appropriate stage. The weapons will be escorted out of the country by the Hong Kong police, and then received by your country's Ministry of Foreign Affairs and our Ministry of Foreign Affairs! That's all!"

Zhao Zhiren immediately became agitated: "What do you mean, 'just like that'?"

Unfortunately, before he could react, Li Yanming pressed him down.

The fact that the director of the Security Bureau personally called him confirmed Li Yanming's confidence in the power of this mysterious General Manager Song.

Going against him will absolutely not bring you any benefit!
The meeting ended in discord.

However, Zhao Zhiren appeared very angry and questioned Li Yanming, "Whose side are you on?"

"This is not a matter of taking a stand!"

"It's always been a matter of taking a stand!"

Zhao Zhiren angrily pointed at Li Yanming and said, "It all depends on whether you act with a clear conscience!"

Watching Zhao Zhiren storm off, Li Yanming muttered to himself helplessly, "I was just following orders!"

Inside the conference room, the secretary said to President Song, "No one has ever dared to talk back to you like this! Still upset?"

“No!” President Song stood up and said casually, “Mr. Li told me that all members of the crisis team in Hong Kong must remain at the intelligence center until this matter is completely over!”

"Ha! He was the first to leave, so irresponsible! And now this professor? What kind of crisis team is this? Unreliable! Absolutely unreliable!"

The secretary suggested, "Should we talk to this professor?"

"Hehe!" President Song simply smiled and remained silent. (End of Chapter)