What do you mean by quitting the business? I'm not a big shot.

Chapter 644 Seizing Power: What is the Meaning of Integrity?
It wasn't until he stepped out of the Chung Yee Building that Ren Darong suddenly snapped out of his reverie, turned his gaze to the roadside, and called out, "Zhuang sir."

Just as Zhuang Zhuoyan was about to get into the car, he gestured for his four armed subordinates to wait in place. He then stepped forward to Ren Darong and asked with a solemn expression, "Ren sir, do you have any advice?"

Ren Darong smiled and said, "It's not really about giving advice. I've been working with Mr. Yin for a while, and I wanted to ask you what you plan to do when you get back. Is the ICAC matter troublesome?"

Zhuang Zhuoyan took out his cigarette case and said while offering cigarettes, "It's tricky. The ICAC is a contract-based organization, and Inspector Wei has all the power over personnel. But I have some people in Group L, so I can try to get rid of Inspector Wei."

Ren Darong, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, exhaled and said, "Even if you get rid of Inspector Wei, the Governor has the right not to appoint you, right? Are you 100% confident you can get the letter of appointment?"

Zhuang Zhuoyan shook his head: "No, at most 60%."

Ren Darong nodded, not surprised, and waved his hand, saying, "Sixty percent of the time it's not the answer Mr. Yin wants. The police can cooperate with you."

Zhuang Zhuoyan's expression changed drastically, and he said warily, "With the police involved, the ICAC will react strongly, and at most only 20% will remain."

Following the "police-ICAC conflict," not only is the police force hostile towards the ICAC, but the ICAC is also very resistant to the police force. This is because the ICAC has also paid a bloody price when it stood up for the police force.

If the person in charge has too close ties with the police force, it will be difficult to gain the support of lower-level investigators. Even Zhuang Zhuoyan couldn't help but have doubts, feeling that Ren Darong wanted to take the opportunity to interfere in the ICAC's personnel matters.

Ren Darong, however, looked relaxed, blowing out a cigarette and said, "Things are different now. The thing you're going to do when you go back to the ICAC isn't to investigate anti-corruption, it's to seize power, Inspector Zhuang!"

"Yin Sheng's attitude just now clearly indicates that a major battle is about to begin. If you're going to seize power, you have to be quick and ruthless. If you can use violence, why beat around the bush?"

"Our biggest advantage is that we have guns."

A tremor appeared on Zhuang Zhuoyan's refined, fair face; his fingers, holding a cigarette, trembled slightly, expressing his inner emotions.

"But."

Ren Darong laughed and said, "Never mind, I was just giving a suggestion. The ICAC is the one that calls the shots. Today is the day the ICAC cuts ties with the Hong Kong government. From now on, I think we are all comrades."

"Work hard, I'll wait for your news."

Zhuang Zhuoyan lowered his head to smoke, pondered for a moment, and then called out to Ren Darong, who was about to get into the car: "Ren sir!"

"Anything else?"

Ren Darong turned around, his expression playful.

"Seizing power, you're good at that. Wait for my call," Zhuang Zhuoyan said firmly. Ren Darong opened the car door, stood at attention, and saluted: "Success is assured!"

"Thank you!" Zhuang Zhuoyan slowly raised his hand to return the greeting, threw away his cigarette butt, and hurriedly got into the car with his subordinates.

inside the building.

Yin Zhaotang took out a satellite phone, dialed a number, and called out a familiar name: "Ah Hao, make some arrangements, bring the brothers back to Hong Kong to help me?"

How many people do you need?

Jiang Hao, who was far away in Iran, did not refuse or ask any questions, and went without hesitation.

"all!"

Yin Zhaotang sipped his cigar and looked out the window. To ensure the bill's passage, he had to bet everything. No one could guess how many cards the foreigners had up their sleeves, so he had to be prepared to go all in.

For Hong Kong Island,
For the sake of unification,

For those stinky students.

It's worth giving it your all.

Jiang Hao was taken aback for a moment, then realized that his boss was facing a problem, and readily agreed: "No problem, I'll arrange for the brothers to arrive in Hong Kong by plane in batches as quickly as possible."

"Can 800 people arrive within a week? If it's any faster, they'll need to take a flight from Europe."

Yin Zhaotang smiled and said, "You'll be back in three days. Don't worry about Port Khomeini for now. Charter a plane to Macau, and someone will pick you up."

"I will arrange for a group of brothers to set off immediately to take over your shifts."

Jiang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, stretched his arms, and became interested: "As long as the boss has arrangements, I'll go back to Hong Kong to take care of some business. Hehe, I'll get a massage and practice with the foreigners. If I have time, I can also visit Rongzai and Jia Hui."

"Wait for me, boss."

Yin Zhaotang nodded slightly, feeling much more at ease: "I'll wait for you to come back."

ICAC Building.

Zhuang Zhuoyan returned to his office, opened the safe, took out a confidential document, and looked up at the secretary he had summoned, shouting, "Summon all senior investigation officers to the conference room next door, including Xie Sir from Group L."

"Go right away." The female secretary, sensing a major operation was about to begin, immediately turned around and made a call in her high heels. Zhuang Zhuoyan took out a personal cell phone, dialed Ren Darong's number, and whispered, "Ren sir, I'm about to do something and need support."

Ren Darong had anticipated this. Sitting in his office, he replied, "Two riot squads are buying afternoon tea at the ICAC entrance. The intelligence department has already wiretapped all the telephone lines."

"As soon as a shot is fired, submachine guns will enter the room in three minutes, Flying Tigers will arrive in five minutes, and the headquarters mobile force will arrive to provide support in ten minutes."

"You just need to arrange the security guards; leave the rest to us."

For the first time, Zhuang Zhuoyan felt the power of having a backer. He took a deep breath, emboldened, and replied, "Thank you."

Ren Darong laughed and said, "We're all comrades, we have plenty of supporters. How much trouble can those foreigners cause?"

At this moment, the secretary returned to the office and knocked on the door, saying, "Inspector Zhuang, everyone is here. Inspector Wei called to ask what case warrants such a large meeting?"

Zhuang Zhuoyan hung up the phone, held it in his hand, and said coldly, "Tell Inspector Wei that I am in a meeting and will tell him when I am done."

He took the documents and entered the meeting room. The twelve senior investigation officers, who were smoking and chatting, immediately stood up and called out, "Inspector Zhuang."

"Inspector Zhuang."

Chong Cheuk-yin was highly respected within the ICAC. Even the five foreign investigation officers rushed to the meeting without hesitation upon receiving orders.

After gesturing for everyone to sit down, two groups of ICAC officers, totaling twenty-four people, arrived at the door fully armed and hid in a blind spot behind the corridor to secretly take control of the scene.

As the investigation officers settled in, some sensed from Inspector Zhuang's expression that something serious was about to happen, while others felt from the sheer number of people that a major case was about to unfold. Some even noticed that Inspector Zhuang was not only carrying a satellite phone but also had a gun at his waist, which made them frown.

Xie Faxin, the senior investigation officer of Group L, couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up: "Internal meeting, what is Chief Investigation Officer Zhuang doing carrying a gun?"

Zhuang Zhuoyan glanced at Xie Faxin, slammed the document on the table, and said in a loud voice, "Disciplinary forces, armed with guns, what's the problem!" Xie Faxin, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, exhaled a puff of smoke and cursed, "Crazy, talking about a case, why are you throwing a tantrum? L Group's direct commissioner is not participating."

Xie Faxin stood up, kicked the chair away, and, with a nonchalant attitude to hide his fear, got up and headed for the door.

Zhuang Zhuoyan tossed the file at him, then unholstered his gun, pulled out his weapon, slammed it on the table, and shouted, "What kind of work is the L Group doing? Read this before you leave!"

At this moment, the ICAC senior officials present were shocked by the tense opening. Xie Faxin took the document, and in surprise, he subconsciously glanced at it twice. Then, his eyes widened in terror, his face filled with murderous intent, and he shouted, "You are not qualified to investigate the ICAC Commissioner. Your private collection of information violates the regulations. Prepare for your dismissal, Inspector Zhuang."

"Crack!"

Without hesitation, Zhuang Zhuoyan drew the gun barrel and pointed it at Xie Faxin: "Fairness, impartiality, openness, and the spirit of the Independent Commission Against Corruption—how many of these do you possess?"

"As a senior investigation officer in Group L, your inadequate supervision is tantamount to dereliction of duty. As an Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) commissioner, you led the way in corruption and violated ICAC regulations. How can you expect public approval?"

"Today, I'll handle what the Commissioner won't, and I'll investigate who the Chief Inspector won't investigate. Tse sir, I'm sorry, you've been dismissed. Please hand over your identification."

The other senior investigation officers were terrified when they saw Zhuang Zhuoyan rebelling, and dared not utter a word. Xie Faxin was trembling like a leaf, furious, and forcefully pushed open the conference room door.

Crash.

Upon seeing the change in the situation, the team members lying in ambush on both sides of the corridor immediately drew their guns and shouted, "Don't move!"

"Integrity in handling cases!"

Xie Faxin looked at the Chinese operatives in suits, bulletproof vests, and holding guns, clenched his fists, and said, "Good, good, good."

"Let's see how you explain this to the Governor."

Two team leaders, given a signal, stepped forward and detained Xie Faxin. Zhuang Zhuoyan picked up his gun and said, "I don't need to explain to the Governor. Take him to the investigation room and keep an eye on him. Liu Sir will take over the position of L Team and tell him to go and handle the case."

A trusted detective stood at attention, saluted, and said, "Yes, sir!"

Instead of personally arresting Wei Liqin, Zhuang Zhuoyan stayed in his office to oversee the situation. He looked at the senior executives present and said loudly, "Wei sir has served less than two terms and has been involved in corruption and bribery exceeding HK$100 million. He owns a luxury mansion in Repulse Bay worth HK$30 million and also holds shares in Cheung Kong, HSBC, and Jardine Matheson at exorbitant prices."

"These are the cases we've investigated; there are others we haven't found. As the person in charge of Lianji, do you even know how to write the character for 'integrity'? Do you know what the spirit of integrity truly means?"

No one looked at the documents on the ground, but those who believed believed them, and those who didn't didn't believe them either. Faced with Zhuang Zhuoyan's question, no one dared to answer, nor did anyone dare to refute it.

Zhuang Zhuoyan put one hand on his hip, swept his gaze across the room, and said indignantly, "The Lianji is written in Chinese, by us! Those who still have a spirit of integrity in their hearts, go back to your positions and manage your subordinates properly."

All the senior Chinese officials instantly understood which side Inspector was working for, and they immediately knew. Five people stood up, saluted, and said, "Yes, sir!"

One person's rebellion is different from one supported by the state. The former is a lone act of rebellion, a reckless and mindless act; the latter is about changing the world and the trend of the times.

Smart people know where the future of Hong Kong Island lies.

After five high-ranking officials set an example, the remaining three Chinese quickly followed suit, saluted, and headed to the scene. The remaining three foreigners also stood at attention and saluted, looking utterly loyal, ready to go and do their errands.

Zhuang Zhuoyan smiled slightly and stopped the man, saying, "You'll have to stay in the conference room, have some tea, and a cup of coffee, and that will be considered a merit. The ICAC always needs the British; even if you just put on a show, you'll still get your pensions."

The three of them chuckled awkwardly, sat down again, and did not resist.

Having finalized the strategic deployment, Zhuang Zhuoyan immediately grabbed his gun, led his men to the front line, and headed straight for the commissioner's office.

When Liu Jiekai took over L Group, Wei Liqin received a text message from his informant. As an internal oversight department directly under the commissioner, even the lowest-ranking investigators in L Group often saw the commissioner. Those at the level of investigation director would even play golf with the commissioner every few days.

There are always one or two fearless individuals who think the foreigners are powerful and that Inspector Zhuang is insignificant, so they take advantage of the chaos to make a gamble. The text message was naturally sent out, but the number was also secretly noted down by the intelligence department.

Wesleyan was terrified. He picked up the phone, intending to call the Governor and request military assistance. However, the phone line had been physically severed, so he had to search for a satellite phone.

At this moment, the L team agents arrived at the office door. Investigation Director Liu Jiekai pushed open the door, immediately snatched Wei Sir's phone, and said, "Wei Sir, you are suspected of serious corruption and are no longer permitted to communicate with the outside world. Thank you."

The fifteen L-team agents, all shaking hands, stared intently at Wesley. Just as Wesley was about to erupt in anger, one of the agents, who was prepared, suddenly fired a shot.

"Oh!"

A single shot pierced through Liu Sir's back.

"Rescue specialist!"

The roar resonated with the other two, and all three turned their guns on each other, firing at their comrade in the moment of crisis. Those brought in by Inspector Liu for this task were undoubtedly trusted confidants with whom he had a good relationship. Even so, it's no surprise that three of them had already changed their minds and betrayed him on the spot.

They opened fire swiftly, and four men were hit in quick succession due to carelessness. The remaining men distinguished friend from foe and quickly opened fire, and the office was engulfed in flames and filled with the incessant sound of gunfire.

In a panic, Wesleyan grabbed his sidearm and joined the battle.

When Zhuang Zhuoyan arrived with his core team, the gunfire had stopped, and the scene was a mess with agents lying in pools of blood.

Liu Jiekai lay on the ground, clutching his wound, his breath weak, and called out, "Zhuang, Zhuang sir."

The agents who instigated the riot were all shot multiple times and died on the spot. Among the remaining agents, those with minor injuries were groaning in pain, while those with more serious injuries had their pupils dilated.

More than ten lives were lost in an instant, leaving the entire task force deeply saddened. Zhuang Zhuoyan, having witnessed his classmate's death, was driven to the brink of rage. He approached Wei Liqin and demanded, "Wei sir, everyone is dead, what right do you have to still be alive?"

When the detectives were shooting at each other, a few bullets were fired in self-defense towards Wesley. The rest of the bullets bypassed him; everyone was consciously trying to spare Wesley's life.

At that moment, Zhuang Zhuoyan raised his gun and pulled the trigger under Wei Liqin's incredulous gaze: "Bang bang bang!"

Every bullet hit Wei Sir in the head. After emptying a magazine, the office looked like hell.

“Inspector Zhuang, how, how are we going to explain this to the Governor and the people?” Actually, it would have been much easier to keep Wesleyan alive, but after witnessing the cruelty of change, Zhuang Zhuoyan had a new resolve. He turned around and said, “Revolution requires bloodshed. Now, I want the Governor to give me an explanation!”

To save time and avoid a thorough revolution, it's better to go through the trouble of thoroughly cleaning up the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC).

Meanwhile, the chief inspector of the riot police stationed at the door heard gunshots through his listening device, immediately put down his earpiece, and ordered, "Go in and get to work!"

"quick!"

Two heavily armed, elite squads received orders and instantly disembarked from their patrol cars, heading straight for the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC). The ICAC gates opened immediately, and they proceeded into the ICAC building without any obstruction.

He Junhong was in charge of on-site intelligence. After reporting the information, the mobile unit and the Flying Tigers immediately took action.

(End of this chapter)