Hong Kong Movies: I am Hongxing, what the hell is the intelligence king?

Chapter 247 The smuggling warehouse is gone!

"problem occurs!"

Chief Inspector Biao of the Hong Kong Island Department was about to take a shower when he was interrupted by a phone call. Li Ying's tone was very solemn.

"Uncle Biao, there was an explosion in a warehouse in our area...someone died!"

Uncle Biao quickly asked:

"What warehouse? Who?"

Li Ying lowered his voice:

"Arms depot!"

"The identity of the deceased is unknown. They were all burned to charcoal."

Uncle Biao's heart almost stopped beating, and he said in a lost voice:
"What did you say?"

Li Ying smiled bitterly:
"Please come here quickly."

After hearing the address, Uncle Biao responded:

"I'll go!"

After a pause, he asked,
"Have you reported this to the boss?"

Li Ying shrugged:

"No, I haven't investigated anything here, how dare I report it to the boss?"

Uncle Biao thought it made sense:
"Okay, I'll be right over."

He said he would come right over and called to report the matter to Mr. Lin.

Mr. Lin's face turned green:

"What happened in the past two days?"

"Hengda Finance, Archduke Andre was attacked, another explosion today?"

"Have you found out the specific reason?"

Uncle Biao smiled bitterly and said:
"I called you as soon as Li Ying reported it to me."

Mr. Lin sighed:
"Thanks for your hard work!"

"Hope it's not some mess."

But he felt strange.
"Are there any arms collectors in our jurisdiction?"

Uncle Biao shook his head:
"No!"

"One of the most famous arms dealers now is Uncle Hai, but he has retired. I heard that the current leader is Jiang Lang, but he is quite disciplined."

“The other one is Johnny Wang, but it seems that his base is in West Kowloon.”

"There are no arms collectors in our jurisdiction."

Uncle Biao is absolutely sure of this.

Mr. Lin nodded slowly:
"Okay, I'll leave this matter to you. After you have made a preliminary investigation, report to me immediately."

Uncle Biao said loudly:
"Yes!"

Twenty minutes later, Uncle Biao arrived at a beach.

Li Ying had been waiting for him for a long time.

"What's going on, Eagle?"

Li Ying said angrily:
"I finally got half a day off, and I wanted to have a good rest, but who would have thought that something like this would happen after get off work."

Mr. Lin had explained that the matter of Hengda Financial Company and Grand Duke Andre could only be solved in one word: "delay", so Li Ying was not in a hurry when investigating the case.

Today is also a big day for Hongxing's Liangkun. In addition, Tung Sing is also holding a funeral. The underworld is calm and peaceful.

Li Ying rarely had a half-day off, and he thought today was a day to completely relax, but he didn't expect that something would be waiting for him at this time.

Uncle Biao patted Li Ying:
"No need to say anything else, just tell me, what happened?"

Li Ying pointed to the warehouse in front and said:
"It's a very troublesome thing. It's quite shocking."

Uncle Biao frowned and said:
"What's the matter?"

Li Ying sighed:
"There's an ammunition depot in front of us. To be honest, we're really lucky that the surrounding area wasn't blown into ruins."

Uncle Biao looked as if he had seen a ghost:

"Even if it's an ammunition depot, you can't just blow it up into ruins, right?"

"Eh... why does this place look so familiar?"

Li Ying took out a Marlboro cigarette irritably, gave one to Uncle Biao, took a deep puff, and said in a muffled voice:
"Of course it looks familiar. This place is one of the secret locations we control."

"This is the smuggling dock of the Ansa garrison."

Boom!

Uncle Biao almost dropped the cigarette in his hand.

"What did you say?"

Li Ying sighed:

"This is the smuggling dock of the Ahsa garrison!"

The police force has never been a pushover. The reason why Organized Crime and Triad Bureau can cause so much headache to the underworld and has considerable deterrent power is not just because of the uniforms.

The quality of the police officers in O Ji is also first-class.

Those guys who are a serious threat to society are all recorded in the O-Registration.

Not only those from the society, but also other guys who pose a major threat.

Unfortunately, the smuggling warehouse of the Ansa garrison was also on their records.

Uncle Biao lost his voice and said:
"The dead man?"

Li Ying shrugged:

"There are three dead."

"Two of them were burnt to charcoal, and one was in the center of the explosion and was killed by the shock."

"The identities of the other two dead cannot be determined, but the last one can be identified, a ghost guy!"

Uncle Biao was speechless:

"What do you think their most likely identities are?"

Li Ying shrugged:

"In my opinion, these guys are foreigners, and they might even be garrison troops from Angsa."

Uncle Biao asked:
"Is anyone from the garrison coming?"

Li Ying shook his head:
"No...but it will be soon!"

"Uncle Biao, I suggest that we investigate this matter slowly."

Uncle Biao was stunned:

"what do you mean?"

Li Ying whispered:
"This is not a simple matter. How could the arsenal suddenly explode?"

Uncle Biao's heart moved:
"You mean, someone is sabotaging it?"

Li Ying sighed:

"It could be that the three of them had an internal dispute, or that some unexpected incident occurred. We cannot rule out the possibility that someone murdered them... It is hard to say until the scene is thoroughly investigated."

Uncle Biao was speechless:

"So what's the only thing you can be sure of?"

Li Ying shrugged:

"The only thing I can be sure of is that the explosion happened half an hour ago."

Uncle Biao didn't know how to respond to him for a moment.

Li Ying whispered:
"Uncle Biao, this matter is very troublesome."

"The garrison will be here soon."

"There are a lot of military vehicles in this warehouse."

Uncle Biao lost his voice and said:
"military vehicle?"

Li Ying lowered his voice, and Uncle Biao happened to hear it.

"Not only that, there are also several sets of equipment from the Air Service Regiment."

"Don't tell me, that thing is really durable."

"Such a huge explosion didn't completely destroy them."

Uncle Biao's face turned green:
"What are you talking about?"

Li Ying threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it to put it out.

"That's the thing, Uncle Biao, what should we do?"

Uncle Biao immediately said:
"Set up a cordon and pretend to investigate... If no one comes in half an hour, I'm afraid the boss will have to report it."

Li Ying was stunned:

"Pretending?"

Uncle Biao whispered:
"Isn't this what you suggested?"

Li Ying was relieved:
"As expected of Uncle Biao, he is of the same mind as us."

Uncle Biao was speechless.

Li Ying had just finished his work when two military vehicles stopped in front of them.

The leader had a blank expression on his face:

"I am Captain Cunningham of the Ansa Garrison. Ladies and gentlemen, we have taken over this place."

Li Ying glanced at Uncle Biao, who said:

"Yes, please show us your ID, and we need to go through a procedure."

Cunningham said solemnly:

"Of course you can."

The atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

Uncle Biao successfully completed the handover with Cunningham and felt relieved.

With his decades of professional experience, Uncle Biao keenly realized that there was a big trouble here, and the first thing he thought about was getting rid of this trouble.

Cunningham glanced at Uncle Biao unexpectedly and suddenly asked:

"Did your police force find anything?"

Uncle Biao shrugged:

"This is an explosion site. I think this is a warehouse of the garrison. According to our on-site investigation, three people were killed and most of the ammunition was destroyed."

"As for the rest... the time was too short, and we didn't have time to investigate thoroughly."

Cunningham gave him a long look:
"Thank you."

Uncle Biao clapped his hands:
"The scene has been handed over, and it's time for us to retreat."

"Everyone, pack up!"

Everyone responded loudly, and in the blink of an eye, the police disappeared without a trace.

Cunningham frowned and looked at the direction where the police team left, feeling quite confused and puzzled.

A lieutenant took over the scene and gave Cunningham a detailed report ten minutes later:

"The warehouse seemed to have exploded. The bombs stored in the warehouse triggered a chain explosion."

"Our equipment was also affected."

"One was completely destroyed, one was only slightly damaged, and a few were intact."

Cunningham suddenly asked:
"you sure?"

The lieutenant answered seriously:
"Sir, I am sure."

Cunningham said coldly:

"Johnny Wang's base was just raided by the police...why do you think it was such a coincidence that this warehouse also exploded at the same time?"

The lieutenant frowned and said:
"Captain, you mean this was done by the police?"

Cunningham said bluntly:

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

The lieutenant shook his head.
"I think not."

"People in the police force are not stupid. Even if they have complaints about some of our practices, they would not do things in this way."

"It arouses our hostility too much."

"Although our garrison cannot make a big response, to be honest, it is still very easy for us to do anything we want."

"It does no good for the police force to annoy us."

“On the contrary, I feel that the police force in West Kowloon killed Johnny Wang because they didn’t want to be associated with us.”

Cunningham was startled:
"Interesting... Please tell me more about it."

The lieutenant explained:
"The police force should have grasped Johnny Wang's true identity."

"So, they decided to completely eradicate Johnny Wang." "I received a tip that all members of Johnny Wang's team were wiped out, and no one was left alive."

"These Orientals are very cunning. They are afraid that Johnny Wang will reveal some important person, so they make Johnny Wang disappear completely."

"And here..."

The lieutenant shrugged.

"It must have been an accident."

Cunningham frowned and said:

"What accident?"

The lieutenant whispered:
"I just checked the records. Someone delivered some takeout here."

“It contained a large amount of alcohol.”

Ok? !

Cunningham's eyes widened:
"Drinks?"

The lieutenant bowed his head and said nothing.

Cunningham was furious, his face flushed:

"A bunch of sons of bitches, how dare you drink while on duty here?"

The lieutenant couldn't help but say:

"Sir, this is actually accepted. Not only here, but even in our military camp, drinking is the norm..."

boom!
Cunningham kicked the lieutenant to the ground.

The lieutenant shut up immediately.

Cunningham snapped:

"Some things should be said, and some things shouldn't be said. You have to use your own judgment, idiot!"

The lieutenant didn't dare to refute at all.

Cunningham strode through the warehouse—

It is more like a warehouse group than a warehouse group.

This one is especially big.

It can accommodate at least fifty military vehicles.

There are all kinds of weapons classified into different categories.

Cunningham turned to the lieutenant and asked:

"What did we lose?"

After being kicked by Cunningham, the lieutenant looked very obedient:

"I have investigated carefully and nothing is missing."

"Except for some of the ammunition... that thing has exploded."

Cunningham couldn't believe it:
"No equipment or anything was lost?"

The lieutenant whispered:
"They didn't even open the box."

Cunningham ordered:

"Bring out the Air Service's equipment."

The lieutenant waved his hand and the soldiers naturally went to do the work.

Soon, boxes containing the Air Service Regiment's equipment were laid out one by one.

Cunningham looked at the box solemnly, his brows furrowed.

"These boxes haven't moved at all?"

The lieutenant was puzzled:

"Sir, isn't this a good thing?"

Cunningham had a complicated look:
"Yeah, isn't this a good thing?"

Thinking of this, I feel quite self-deprecating.

The lieutenant scratched his head and said:
"Sir, how should we write our report?"

Cunningham said calmly:

"How to get out?"

"Let's just say that something went wrong during our actual combat exercise, and these three brave lads lost their lives for the Queen."

"Can the headquarters send someone to investigate?"

The lieutenant stamped his feet hard and shouted,

"Yes, sir!"

Cunningham gave the order, and everyone obeyed.

All the soldiers were happy.

Thus, this accident was simply glossed over.

Just back in the car, the lieutenant whispered to Cunningham:
"Sir, the head of the Special Branch of the Police Department is George, who came from the Military Intelligence Department..."

Cunningham snorted coldly:

"I'm from the Air Service Regiment!"

"If he has self-awareness, we will all be happy."

“If the police department wants to extend its hand to our garrison…Since we can train one Johnny Wang, we can train a second one.”

The lieutenant said with a bitter face:

"Sir, the Johnny Wang gang was wiped out by the West Kowloon Headquarters..."

"This happened at almost the same time as the warehouse explosion... Are the two connected?"

Cunningham glanced at the lieutenant:
"what do you mean?"

The lieutenant said cautiously:
"Could it be an order from George?"

Cunningham pondered for a moment and smiled:

"Never mind whether it was George's order or not."

“We just have to see what he does next.”

The lieutenant was slightly startled:
"Will this make us look too weak?"

Cunningham shook his head.

"Do not care."

"listen to me……"

"We have a lot of things to do and we must not waste our time here."

"I just took a rough look and found that the bomb that exploded destroyed almost half of the ammunition in the warehouse."

"The sound of the explosion will alert the police and the media."

"We need to find a new warehouse and restock our weapons... Where do we have the time to fight the Political Department?"

The lieutenant was anxious.

Cunningham remained calm:
"I know you're worried, but you don't have to worry."

“It’s easy to tell whether it was done by the Political Department.”

The lieutenant was extremely puzzled:

"How do you judge this?"

Cunningham shrugged.

"If it was really done by the Special Branch, then they will definitely take action."

"Otherwise, how difficult would it be for us to take the initiative and make George disappear?"

"But if George didn't move, it means this incident was accidental."

The lieutenant thought about it carefully and realized that it was true.

Cunningham's eyes were filled with coldness:
"There weren't many soldiers stationed in Ansa, and three of them died in one fell swoop. Even if the Military Intelligence Bureau was bold, they wouldn't dare to do such a thing."

"So, don't worry!"

“That’s not their style.”

The lieutenant was convinced:

"Excellent, sir."

Cunningham turned his head and glanced at the warehouse, feeling quite regretful:

"We won't be able to collect any profit from this shipment."

The lieutenant was speechless.

Cunningham quickly cheered up:
"But we still have quite a long time to make money."

"When doing business, it's normal to make profits and losses. What's more, we haven't lost anything yet!"

The lieutenant understood what he meant - a business with no capital investment would definitely be pure profit.

Cunningham ordered:

"I'll leave this to you, just take care of the beginning and the end."

The lieutenant shouted:
"Yes!"

He turned around, pushed the door, got out of the car, and led his men to do the finishing work.

Cunningham nodded slightly, then ordered the driver to return to the barracks.

But on the way, he felt a little uneasy:

"George doesn't have the guts to do such a thing."

"But there are other people in Hong Kong who have the guts to do this, such as... the Security Bureau or the ICAC."

"It seems that they paid attention to the smuggling of the garrison troops last time... We need to pay attention to this."

Cunningham shrugged.

"No matter who comes, if they dare to stop our garrison from making money... Victoria Bay is so big, it doesn't matter if there are a few more people."

On the other hand, Director Lin of the Hong Kong Island Department was working overtime late at night again.

"Why is there an additional arms depot in our jurisdiction?"

Li Ying replied:
"We already have control of that warehouse. It's not a local society's warehouse."

"It belongs to the garrison."

Director Lin was silent for a while and asked:
"What's the situation at the scene?"

Li Ying shrugged:

"The scene was tragic, but it was a pity that it was not reduced to ruins."

"Most of the military vehicles in the warehouse are unusable, at least twenty of them."

"The shells and other things are useless. They all exploded."

"The equipment was only partially damaged."

"Oh, and three ghosts died."

Uncle Biao was surprised:
"Don't you mean you can only confirm one person's identity?"

Li Ying nodded and said:
"Yes, only one person's true identity can be confirmed."

"But this is a garrison warehouse."

"Who else can play with the ghosts?"

"There was still something left in their duty room. I checked it before the foreign guy did. It was the takeaway record."

"When I came back, I called and asked. Everyone knew that this was a base of foreigners. They said that the three foreigners loved drinking and ordered a lot of drinks every time."

Mr. Lin couldn't believe it:
"These foreigners are drinking while working?"

Li Ying sighed:

"Boss, when I was training at Scotland Yard, all my Anglo-Saxon colleagues were alcoholics."

Uncle Biao nodded:
"That's true."

Mr. Lin recalled the scene of his initial training and could only admit that Li Ying was right.

"After knowing this, Uncle Biao handed the case over to the garrison."

Uncle Biao took over and said:
"The garrison arrived very quickly."

Mr. Lin snorted coldly:

"Hurry up, if they were fast, we would not have discovered this scene in the first place."

"There must be something that delayed them...but what does this have to do with us?"

"Get off work. You two don't need to come in the morning tomorrow. I'll give you half a day off."

Uncle Biao and Li Ying were overjoyed:
"Thank you, Boss."