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

Chapter 291 Poor Huang Bingyao
Lin Feng sold out Sir Chen casually, of course what he sold was his secret identity.

In this world, everyone sells out to each other, and this is the norm.

"Seraph?"

Wong Bing-yao had a toothache.

"He's actually the world's number one killer. How did the old devil provoke such a terrifying existence?"

Lin Feng's tone was bad:
"You want to stand up for the old devil?"

Huang Bingyao smiled bitterly.

"I wish I could put an end to the devils myself. How could I possibly stand up for him?"

"This old guy deserves to die for provoking the King of Killers."

Lin Feng sneered:
"If I hadn't received the news so late, I would have sent someone to kill that old devil."

Huang Bingyao sighed:
"Mr. Lin's attitude towards the foreigners... I believe it!"

Lin Feng smiled and said:
"Boss Huang, you don't have to worry about the Japs."

Huang Bingyao hurriedly said:

"Mr. Lin, please don't misunderstand."

"I definitely don't mean that. I wish all these little devils would die."

Lin Feng sighed heavily:
"I don't care if you have that intention or not. You don't have to worry about the death of the old devil."

"This old guy knows that his sins are grave and he will be punished sooner or later, so he set up a revenge fund for himself early on."

“It’s something you have to invest in every year.”

"By the time he died, the fund had accumulated a total of $100 million."

"From the moment his death was confirmed, the revenge fund has been activated and is now contacting killers all over the world."

"Of course there are killers targeting Seraphim."

Huang Bingyao lost his voice and said:
"One hundred million US dollars? The killer of the whole world?"

Mr. Huang felt his scalp tingling.
"All the assassins in the world are going to come to Hong Kong?"

Lin Feng thought about it:
"That's a bit of an exaggeration. The Revenge Fund will probably do some screening."

Huang Bingyao said angrily:

"Isn't that the same thing?"

"All those who have passed the screening of the Revenge Fund are the world's top killers. With so many killers gathered in Hong Kong, how much pressure will our public security be under!"

Lin Feng was quite sympathetic:

"Then there's nothing I can do."

Mr. Huang opened his mouth and wanted to say something but in the end he said nothing.

There is no way to tell.

Lin Feng has already fulfilled his duty as a martial artist, informed the murderer who killed the old devil, and also informed the Tsukamoto family of the revenge fund for free. What else can you ask him to do?
Let Hongxing send someone to help kill the killer?
Come on, he's a killer!

What’s the difference between this and sending Hongxing’s disciples to their deaths?
Huang Bingyao hung up the phone in a rage and said to Chen Xinjian who was looking at him eagerly:

"Things are in trouble."

"We have to deal with countless killers!"

Chen Xinjian's eyes widened like bells:
"It's just an old devil, it shouldn't cause such a big fuss, right?"

When Huang Bingyao told Chen Xinjian the information Lin Feng had given him, Chen Xinjian was stunned:
"This old devil really deserves to die."

“He’s very self-aware.”

Huang Bingyao roared:

"Why would I care whether these old devils live or die?"

"We finally got a day off, but now we have to work non-stop again."

"That's 100 million US dollars. It is foreseeable that all the killers in the world will come to Hong Kong."

"The situation in the martial arts world was already very delicate, and now it is even more delicate."

"If a gun goes off accidentally, the underworld will be in chaos."

Chen Xinjian broke out in a cold sweat:
"Boss, you are right."

"Should we notify the customs and keep a close eye on those killers?"

Huang Bingyao vented his anger and calmed down.
"The temptation of 100 million US dollars is too great, how can you stop it?"

"There are plenty of ways for people to come to Hong Kong."

"Don't forget, this place is known as the spy capital of the East."

Chen Xinjian was also numb.

The two of them looked at each other and sighed at the same time, as if they had two more wrinkles on their faces.

Suddenly, Chen Xinjian's eyes lit up:
"Boss, we have to report this news quickly."

Huang Bingyao said in a deep voice:
"It will definitely be reported, but this will not have any effect on alleviating the situation other than making the brother regions nervous."

Chen Xinjian said hurriedly:
"This is not just a matter for the West Kowloon region, it's the job of all police officers in Hong Kong."

Huang Bingyao paced back and forth with his hands behind his back:
"I know……"

"Who did you ask to investigate this case?"

Chen Xinjian shrugged:

"Yuan Haoyun!"

Huang Bingyao was stunned:

"Didn't Yuan Haoyun go to Fanling on a business trip today?"

Chen Xinjian whispered:

"Big D's transfer was something that was arranged long ago. The underworld is peaceful and there is not even a single old underworld elder who wants to cause trouble for Big D."

The Three Saints Palace opened its doors, and three thousand disciples and a group of fellow martial artists witnessed Big D's transition.

Usually in this situation, the rival society will come out to cause trouble.

There was no way the big D could shift gears smoothly.

But the current situation is that Big D passed the gear safely and there was no one to stop him from exiting.

"Yuan Haoyun and the others had a day's rest."

"It's okay to work overtime at this time."

Huang Bingyao sighed.

“The mood is completely different.”

"However, it's better to let this guy investigate. He can calm those devils down."

As he was speaking, Yuan Haoyun knocked on the door and came in:
"Boss, sir, I have a clue from my investigation."

Huang Bingyao asked:

"You went to the scene to see what it was like?"

Yuan Haoyun looked solemn:
"The old devil died from a gunshot wound right between the eyebrows."

"The gunner is an absolute master."

"He used several shots combined into one to kill the old devil."

Chen Xinjian said quickly:

"You can call someone an old devil in the boss's place, but when you leave, remember to call him the dead man."

"Don't let the media get a hold of you."

Yuan Haoyun curled his lips. He did not refute this, but he still had to say that Tsukamoto was an old devil.

Huang Bingyao frowned and said:
"Does it take several shots to kill an old devil? Isn't that redundant?"

Yuan Haoyun hurriedly said:
"I didn't explain it clearly. The old devil was hiding behind the bulletproof glass."

"The shooter initially used a shotgun, but when he found that it was not effective, he decisively changed his gun."

"He used his pistol to hit the same spot repeatedly, combining several shots into one, which not only broke the bulletproof glass but also killed the old Japanese soldier directly."

Huang Bingyao and Chen Xinjian were both moved.

"Several shots combined into one, hitting the same spot, what a master!"

Both of them are experienced police officers and they all know how difficult it is to fire a gun like this.

Pistols have recoil, and holding your arms up is tiring.

If the aiming angle is slightly wrong, such high damage cannot be inflicted.

Being able to count the shots and make one shot shows that the shooter's aim did not change at all. He took all the recoil and even handled it with ease.

This way the Japanese won't even have time to react.

Master, super master!
Chen Xinjian asked quickly:
"Are there any traces at the scene?"

Yuan Haoyun shrugged:

"There is no trace of anything working."

Looking at the two people in disbelief, Yuan Haoyun explained,

“There really isn’t any trace of anything working.”

"The hotel that old devil stayed in was originally run by the Tsukamoto family themselves."

“The room was sparkling clean.”

"There was not a single hair left except for the bodies of the dead devils."

"Oh, by the way, because this guy was hiding behind the bulletproof glass, it took us quite a while to get in."

Chen Xinjian frowned and said:

"Where's the surveillance?"

Yuan Haoyun sighed:
"There is no clue from the surveillance."

Chen Xinjian said in disbelief:

"Can't the gunner fly?"

Yuan Haoyun shrugged:

"That's not it."

"The people in charge of the old devils' security were from the Tsukamoto family. It's a pity that they are all dead."

“No one is exempt from this.”

Chen Xinjian was stunned:
"Bye?"

Yuan Haoyun stretched out his hand:
"All eight of them are dead."

"Among them are three snipers with guns, and five guys on duty in the monitoring room."

"I checked. They are all Tsukamoto-do's private soldiers, not security guards."

Chen Xinjian shook his head:

"Impossible, the monitoring room can't be moved, right?"

"It will leave traces anyway."

Yuan Haoyun smiled bitterly and said:

“This guy is a real master.”

“An absolute master.”

"The anti-reconnaissance capability is extremely strong."

"We won't be given any hard drives from the monitoring room."

"The hard drive storing the surveillance footage disappeared completely."

Huang Bingyao and Chen Xinjian nodded in unison.

Such an action was not unexpected to them.

If the other party is not careful, that would be beyond their expectations.

Yuan Haoyun said bluntly:
"It is basically impossible to find the murderer through the scene."

"Anyone who saw the murderer's true face was silenced."

"And those surviving staff members naturally cannot provide any information."

"This expert only killed the old devil and his security guards, and did not touch anyone else."

"What a man."

Huang Bingyao glared at him hard:
"If you dare to say this outside, I will make you patrol the road with cavalry!" Yuan Haoyun laughed:
"Isn't this in front of the two commanders?"

The hard-core detective said bluntly,
"No matter where this guy comes from, he can kill the old devils cleanly and efficiently, so I have a good impression of him."

"Sir, should we just pretend and call it a day?"

"Our brothers are not very interested in tracking down this master."

"Since the dead are old devils, it should be okay for us to just turn a blind eye, right?"

Huang Bingyao shook his head:
"Can not be done!"

Yuan Haoyun was surprised:
"Boss, don't you hate the old devils too?"

Huang Bingyao smiled bitterly and said:
“You don’t know the severity of this.”

Yuan Haoyun curled his lips.

"It's just that an old devil died. It would be better if they were all dead."

"Anyway, it's none of our business."

"Of course there are foreigners arguing with the Japanese devils."

"Why should we wade into this muddy water?"

Huang Bingyao sighed heavily.

"If only it were that simple."

Yuan Haoyun was surprised:

"Is there any more trouble?"

Huang Bingyao smiled bitterly and said:
"trouble?"

"It's a disaster from heaven."

Yuan Haoyun said carefully:

"Boss, are you exaggerating?"

Huang Bingyao did not answer but asked:

"Any clues about the murderer?"

Yuan Haoyun hesitated for a while and said:

"I looked into the old devil's background. He was a soldier during World War II and was even stationed in Hong Kong."

"During this period, many things that outrage both God and man were committed."

"Those guys missed it during the trial. They were really remiss in their duty."

"But after all these years, most of the old devil's enemies are no longer alive."

"Unfortunately, there is another person in Xiangjiang who is obsessed with the old devil."

Huang Bingyao and Chen Xinjian looked up at the same time:
"Someone wants to kill Tsukamotodou?"

Yuan Haoyun finally said:

"Have!"

"Someone placed an advertisement for a killer in a newspaper yesterday, directly announcing Tsukamotodou's identity."

"I checked at the newspaper office and found out that it was sent by an old man."

"The old man was the only one left in his family. All his savings were plundered by Tsukamoto-do with a box of military notes. It was also because of Tsukamoto-do that his wife hanged herself and his parents died tragically..."

"The old uncle was also seriously ill and passed away soon. Before he died, he had one thought in mind: to kill the old devil and avenge himself."

"He had no money, only a box of military notes."

"Who knew that a master would take over the job yesterday and kill that guy."

"If it were in ancient times, Gao would be a knight at least."

Huang Bingyao said coldly:
"In modern times, he would also be a knight!"

Yuan Haoyun clapped his hands and said:

"Boss, you said so too, right?"

"This kind of thing is too troublesome to investigate, so we should just do the work without putting in any effort. Do we really want to give justice to the old devils?"

"The old devils have no justice!"

Huang Bingyao cursed:

"Don't I know this?"

"Who is willing to give justice to the old devil?"

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me quickly, what else did you find out?"

Yuan Haoyun simply told everyone what he had found out.
"I checked Mr. Liang's recent contacts and found someone."

Huang Bingyao became nervous instantly:
"Who?"

Yuan Haoyun's expression became very strange:
"A gangster named Crocodile."

Huang Bingyao and Chen Xinjian were both shocked:

"Young and Dangerous?"

The two of them looked at each other and asked quickly,
"Which club?"

Yuan Haoyun shook his head:

“He doesn’t hang out in clubs.”

"It has nothing to do with the various societies in the martial arts world today."

"To be specific, this guy is a fraud."

Huang Bingyao was startled:
"Someone from the Thousand Sects?"

Yuan Haoyun still shook his head:
"He is not considered one of the Thousand Gates."

"He is just a little gangster."

"We have a lot of files on him in our police force."

“It’s just unbearable to watch.”

"However, right after the newspaper published the article, he sent a message to Uncle Liang, saying that he had accepted the order."

Huang Bingyao immediately asked:

"In your opinion, is this crocodile guy the master?"

Yuan Haoyun said decisively:

"no!"

Huang Bingyao frowned slightly:

"So sure?"

Yuan Haoyun nodded solemnly:
"Yes, I am sure."

Huang Bingyao asked:
"What's the reason?"
Yuan Haoyun smiled bitterly and said:

"The heights don't match!"

"This crocodile guy is only 1.5 meters tall, too short."

"The gun hole is 1.7 meters high."

"Unless the Crocodile guy raises his hands and shoots, it's impossible to achieve this."

"Crocodile is not that expert."

"I checked his background, and no one around him meets the characteristics of a master."

"Boss, I'm really not trying to shirk my responsibility. We don't even know any information about the expert right now."

"Is he a man or a woman? How old is he? What's his occupation? What are his physical features... I don't know anything."

"How do you investigate a case like this?"

Huang Bingyao snorted coldly:
"Of course it's not easy to track down the world's number one killer."

Yuan Haoyun was startled:
"The world's number one killer? Seraph?"

"He was the one who killed the old devil?"

"That fits Seraph's character. He specializes in killing bad guys and bullies."

Yuan Haoyun was very happy. The old Japanese was extremely evil, and he was delighted to have such a master kill him.

However, Yuan Haoyun felt something was wrong immediately afterwards.

"That's not right, Boss. How did you know that?"

"The master didn't leave any clues."

Huang Bingyao did not hide it from him:

"I asked an expert for advice."

"In the whole of Hong Kong, who else is the most well-informed? Apart from that person?"

Yuan Haoyun suddenly realized:
"Mr. Lin!"

No wonder!

If there is really someone in Hong Kong who knows the truth about Tsukamotodo's death, there is absolutely no one else to think of except Lin Feng.

Yuan Haoyun wondered:

"How did Lin Sheng get the news?"

"How does he know everything?"

Huang Bingyao said calmly:
"Mr. Lin has obtained a mysterious source of information, which is actually a good thing for us. He has a very good relationship with us."

"When we encounter difficulties, we should look for Mr. Lin."

Yuan Haoyun nodded repeatedly.

However, it feels quite strange that a policeman has to rely on outsiders to solve cases.

But there is no way, because their intelligence is not as good as others.

Huang Bingyao sighed heavily:

"I don't care who the Seraph is, and I don't want to avenge that old devil, but right now there is a huge problem, and we need to use this case as a starting point..."

Yuan Haoyun said blankly:

"What's the trouble?"

"It's just a quibble. After all, that old devil is an Okamoto. This is Hong Kong, our territory. Can he beat us by quibbling?"

"The ghosts in Ansa won't give face to the Japanese devils, right?"

"As long as we delay for a day or two, those little devils will go back to where they came from."

"Anything else is bothering me?"

Huang Bingyao smiled bitterly and said:
"It would be great if that were the case."

"I got the news..."

Yuan Haoyun disagreed. What news could be so important?

"Mr. Lin told me a piece of news."

Yuan Haoyun immediately put away his indifferent attitude. Every word Lin Feng said was valuable.

"This old devil Tsukamotodo set up a revenge fund before his death. As long as he dies unexpectedly, the revenge fund will be activated and invite killers from all over the world to avenge him."

Yuan Haoyun frowned and said:

"Ask the world's killers? Isn't that too arrogant?"

Huang Bingyao sighed heavily, and Yuan Haoyun got goosebumps when he heard the sigh.

"The amount of this old devil's revenge fund is too large."

"So far, the revenue has reached 100 million US dollars."

"Tell me, is it enough to hire a killer?"

Yuan Haoyun was shocked:

"There are plenty of bad guys in Hong Kong who would kill for 100,000 dollars... With 100 million US dollars, wouldn't Hong Kong be full of killers?"

Huang Bingyao nodded solemnly:

"Yes, that's it."

"We must control these killers!"

(End of this chapter)