Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 440, Section 21: Too many coincidences!

McCaw left happily with the money to do as Xiren instructed.

Jimmy, who was standing to the side, remained silent until McCaw left, then he spoke up: "I recently found out that Boss Wen has been giving Black Tiger a lot of business in secret."

"The Wen family's beach resort on Lamma Island was built using the construction team under Black Tiger. The project cost a total of 20 million, but the gang didn't receive a single penny."

"With Sister Xiren around, Brother Sheng couldn't possibly be unaware!"

"Is this Sheng-ge's counterattack?"

At this point, Ji Mi glanced curiously at the composed Xi Ren, wanting an answer.

"The Wen family is an elephant, and we are ants. If the elephant makes a slight move, we will be crushed. But ants have their own ways of turning the tables, and even an elephant wouldn't dare to push an ant too far!"

"The rich wouldn't chase a dog into a dead-end alley."

Xi Ren stopped there, pretending to be mysterious, because Ji Mi didn't need to know too much.

Eating coarse food and wild vegetables will never make you strong. Only by constantly eating meat can your body gain fat and become a giant. The Wen family is just the right size!

Upon hearing Xi Ren's words, Ji Mi immediately realized that Sheng Ge knew about Hei A Hu's treacherous deeds.

With more and more brothers in the gang and the territory growing larger and larger, Brother Sheng, the leader, was finding it increasingly difficult to manage.

Ji Mi has a deep understanding of this. Now he owns half of the venues on Canton Road. All the brothers who came from Shau Kei Wan Housing Estate are now playing there. Even if one person plays at three or four venues, he still can't manage them all.

They could only continue recruiting and picking out 49s from among the sharp-eyed and conspicuous blue lanterns. The old rules of the underworld were no longer in use.

Three years in prison, three years in jail; if you want to get a job and rise to the top, you need to weather the storms of life!
To the north!
Whether a gangster can survive for six years is unknown. Being a gangster is like being an apprentice, just waiting for the time to pass. You'd be better off studying.

Flop!

His henchmen are a mixed bag, and there's a good chance there are cops planted among them.

Ji Mi sighed. He was now waiting for the grand opening of the mountain gate, so that he and Hei A Hu could open a branch together, like a bolt from the blue, and go directly from being a 49-year-old to becoming the leader of the branch.

Actually, it's not just Hei Ahu who has a bunch of nameless people around him; he himself also has quite a few nameless people around him. They're all waiting for the third day of the third lunar month, when the dragon raises its head, so that the water house can open its gates wide and summon his group of blue lanterns to the seabed.

Under the hazy moonlight, both Ji Mi and Xi Ren were preoccupied with their own thoughts. They silently smoked their cigars, waiting for McCaw to finish his business.

Carrying two large bundles of gold, McCaw walked into the kitchen and saw the honey lemon tea on the bar. This must be the nighttime ramen concocted by that sly fox, Xi Ren.

Xi Ren, that sly fox, is indeed quite something.
But no matter how much you covet it, you can't have it. This vixen is Sheng Ge's confidante. If you mess with this sly fox, even if your own boss protects you, you won't be able to save yourself.

If Dong-ge knew that he had been secretly plotting against Sheng-ge's woman, he would definitely send him a cement coffin.

Just as McCaw was lost in thought, Ye Guiwang and a dancer from Silver Arrow Nightclub came down together. Both of them were panting heavily, and it seemed that Wen Si Shao, who had drunk too much, was not very good when drunk.

"Boss, the person has been delivered. I'll be going now. Come find me when you have time, and I'll give you a 20% discount!"

A dancer at the Silver Arrow nightclub took out a business card from her handbag and handed it to McCaw, preparing to solicit business.

Nowadays, wealthy young men in Hong Kong prefer the kneeling service of the Japanese, seeking gentle and charming service, and dislike the boisterous style of those who immediately start drinking.

The style of entertainment venues has also come full circle, and Hong Kong has returned to the style of the old Shanghai of twelve years ago.

Business has been tough lately, and many regular customers have stopped coming to me. I'd better bring in as many regular customers as possible, and while I'm still young and energetic, I want to earn as much as I can to save up for my future.

"Beautiful dream!"

"Good name!"

McCaw glanced at the business card and was amused by the name on it. Ever since Master Jin announced in Ming Pao that his crush's nickname was Qi Meng, six or seven out of ten of the dancing girls he knew had changed their names to Qi Meng.

That's so uncreative!

"There may not be another chance in the future, but there's a good opportunity to make money today. I wonder if Miss Qimeng would like to take advantage of it?"

McCaw put the business card in his pocket, then took out a roll of Taurus and placed it on the kitchen counter.

Upon seeing the entire bundle of large gold bulls, Qi Meng's feet were glued to the spot, her eyes fixed on the banknotes on the bar, not even blinking.

A bundle of ten Golden Bulls is a set of ten banknotes; only gangsters like to tie the banknotes together with rubber bands.

Ten thousand yuan! A full ten thousand yuan!

Even if I sat at a table for two months, I wouldn't earn 10,000 yuan.

But this gangster only took out a thousand dollars to appease me earlier, and now he's taking out ten thousand dollars. There must be something fishy about this!
"The bastard lying in the room on the second floor is my boss. I've been sucking him up lately to get him to give me a way to make money."

“He likes pretty girls and he likes real sex. If you help me win over the boss, all of this 10,000 yuan is yours. Oh, and here’s some lemon tea to liven things up. Help me get it all down his throat.”

"This is the rich young master of a listed company. If you fall for him, I'll have to call you 'boss's wife.' And when you're living a life of wealth and luxury, don't forget the path I showed you tonight!"

Seeing Qimeng's doubtful expression, McCaw fabricated a very plausible lie to convince her.

"You should have said so earlier! But boss, even if you brought him the most potent Indian herbal oil in the world, he wouldn't react. He's drunk! You can't handle him!"

Qi Meng really wanted to earn the bundles of gold bulls on the bar, but Wen Si Shao on the bed had turned into a dead pig, completely entering sage mode.

Even if I tried everything, I couldn't get Young Master Wen to raise the flag again and become a real man.

If I can't figure it out, I just can't figure it out, no matter what method I use!

Alcohol can embolden cowards, but if you drink too much, your body won't react, and it won't help you no matter who comes!
McCaw hadn't expected things to turn out this way. He scratched his head in frustration, tossed the bundles of large gold bullion bars on the bar to Qimeng, and said, "Crazy! Don't you think before you act!"

"Just because the Fourth Young Master isn't reacting now doesn't mean he won't react tomorrow morning. As long as you pour this pot of honey lemon water down his throat, even a sow would have to try."

"You're not exactly a novice, so act naturally and don't let anyone see through your act."

"You expect me to teach you this? Are you just here to do nothing?"

McCaw glanced at the gold Rolex on his wrist and realized it was almost 3 a.m. It looked like he wouldn't be able to leave the Victoria Peak villa tonight.

Thanks to Lao Ding, he actually got to live in a villa on Victoria Peak. Even if he retires from the underworld, he'll still have something to brag about.

Hearing McCaw's less-than-pleasant lecture, Qi Meng finally dared to put the money into her handbag, swayed as she walked to the bar, picked up the pot of honey lemon tea with added ingredients, and went upstairs.

McCaw went to the back garden and carefully described the situation to Xi Ren and his boss, Jimmy. Seeing that the two had no objections, he returned to the villa and found a cleaned guest room to stay in.

It was getting late, so Xiren deliberately yawned, grabbed her handbag, and left to go back and get her beauty sleep. She had recently developed a new problem: she couldn't fall asleep without Chi Mengli by her side.

After watching Xi Ren leave, Ji Mi went to give his younger brother, Michael, a few words of advice, and then drove away from Victoria Peak.

"Everyone, this is the recent activity of Handsome Sheng. Two days ago, Handsome Sheng appeared in Macau. Du Wen and Chen Lei, who are known in the underworld as the Thunder God and Thunder Goddess, were killed on the same day."

"The police determined that the deaths of the two were accidental. Du Wen died from jumping off a building, and Chen Lei died from a car accident. But strangely, both of their homes were burned to the ground by someone throwing in Molotov cocktails."

"It can be concluded that these two lunatics died at the hands of Handsome Sheng." Senior Inspector Bai Fengxian of the Criminal Intelligence Bureau, holding a remote control for a slicer, showed everyone present the death photos of Lei Gong and Lei Mu, and continued, "According to the information received by the Criminal Intelligence Bureau..."

"The disappearance of the handsome young man before last year is related to the Thunder God and Thunder Goddess, but the specific details are unknown."

"The needle that was buried died on the same day that Handsome Sing disappeared. It was found on a deserted beach in Tsing Yi, which is very likely related to Handsome Sing's disappearance."

Guo Guohao sat in a chair with his legs crossed, coughed, and looked at A-zai to his left, gesturing for him to come out and say a few words.

A, who was smoking, was also very impolite and immediately launched an attack: "The needle that your Criminal Intelligence Department found became a double agent and helped the professor send a batch of goods to France. The first batch was 500 kilograms."

"The second batch of goods was even more outrageous, totaling two tons. Nine-Tailed Fox has confessed to everything. We followed the clues and investigated the entire distribution channel."

"The last time was even more outrageous. It was this same person who directly participated in the kidnapping and the tainted witness accusation. It was your Criminal Intelligence Department's 'needle' who made the move."

"Push to the street!"

"I suspect that your traitor was killed because of a dispute over the spoils!"

A-Zai's words were sharp and sarcastic, yet they left the Criminal Intelligence Bureau officers speechless.

It's now confirmed that Holland was a double agent, because he had been called in plain text for a week without responding, which violated the Criminal Intelligence Bureau's rules.

If someone breaks the family rules and doesn't show up, they're not one of us.

“The information about the betrayal is absolutely not to be taken seriously. If the Lord Minister or the Department of Justice finds out, we will all have to report to the Ministry of the Interior and the Independent Commission Against Corruption.”

Because he solved several cases in a row, and because he risked his life to go undercover last time, he received a commendation from the Department of Justice and was able to end his probationary period and become an inspector.

Ding Gou also took care of this lucky subordinate, promoting her directly to deputy team leader, so he brought her to these cross-departmental meetings as well.

The most important thing is that Guo Guohao, the de facto head of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB), also tacitly approved it.

Peach Blossom Girl has a low position, low military rank, and low age. As a girl with three lows, she is naturally not afraid of offending people and immediately spoke up to express her support for A-Zai's argument.

Bai Fengxian from the Criminal Intelligence Division had a livid face, but she didn't utter a sound and silently endured it.

The colleague who recruited Holland as a needle has been transferred to the General Affairs Department. The Ministry of the Interior and the Independent Commission Against Corruption are investigating him, and any clues will send him to jail.

"Alright! Give the guys in the Criminal Intelligence Division some face. This whining is unacceptable!"

"Kobby, it's not that we at the OTC don't trust your Criminal Intelligence Division, it's just that what you're doing is too outrageous. Continue!"

In this office, Guo Guohao held the highest official position and military rank, and the head of the operations department, Shapison, also supported him, so his words were definitely the most effective.

Bai Fengxian cursed inwardly, then continued pressing the slicer, explaining the case to the workers present.

The Criminal Intelligence Bureau no longer has any senior detectives sitting in offices; even the bureau chief, Qiao Shenglan, has been deployed to handle other major cases.

Last week, a ship full of arms departed from Kam Ran Wan and will soon arrive in Hong Kong. The ship is loaded with smuggled goods, and the Political Department is doing its best to follow up on the situation.

As a transit hub in Asia, Hong Kong is a stopover for travelers going to East Asia, Southeast Asia, Bangkok, Singapore, or Hawaii. They use the distribution channels of Hong Kong communities to reach Chinatowns in various countries.

Even if Qiao Shenglan were here, he wouldn't make excuses for his subordinates. Foreign bosses are the most inhumane, treating people like cattle and horses. Besides, this Guo Sir in front of him is one level higher than Qiao Shenglan.

"Jasmine, a member of the tracking team, spotted Handsome Sheng in Macau. According to the intelligence we've been monitoring, King Biao Jin of the Waterways is currently in Macau, and is very likely at the Holy Church Hospital."

"But the Macau police are not cooperating, and even my old connections can't help. It seems that Biao Jin has already bribed the Portuguese."

"However, it wasn't a complete loss; we found a communication channel between Biaojin and the outside world."

Bai Fengxian turned off the slicer, had her assistant turn on the lights in the conference room, retrieved the finalized Chun Dian cut document, and distributed it to everyone present.

"Inspector Kwok, Biu Kam is now recruiting subordinates through the Sing Sing Daily. Last week, the Department of Justice's secret evidence storage facility in Tseung Kwan O was blown up, and thirty secret ledgers suspected of money laundering were stolen."

"There were three people involved, all of them members of the Big Circle Gang. The Political Department is currently searching for their whereabouts, and our colleagues from the Intelligence Section are also working hard."

"However, this coincides with the secret code of the Spring Festival for the Gold Standard! If we follow the clues, we will definitely be able to find the Gold Standard's whereabouts."

Bai Fengxian felt her mouth was dry as she spoke. She took a sip of coffee to moisten her throat before continuing, "But this program has a big problem, because the gold medal is just about dismantling houses and selling Miss Bai."

"There's no reason to rob the Department of Justice's secret warehouse!"

"That's not the strangest part. Analysts analyzed the news reports of this column over the past year, and most of the time it was normal recruitment information, but there were three to five special advertisements every month!"

“Analysts translated all these unusual job postings and cross-referenced them with cases that occurred around the same time, finding too many similarities.”

"The Criminal Intelligence Division has set up a special task force to monitor this recruitment section 24 hours a day."

Upon hearing this, Guo Guohao frowned. He had an emergency conversation with Chi Mengli, who said that she had not contacted Biaojin and that Shenxianjin did not intend to do business with Biaojin.

Outsiders may not know, but the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) is well aware that the most powerful triads in Hong Kong are the water houses, the casinos in Macau, the gambling ships in international waters, and the underground banks in Southeast Asia and India.

These are all ways to make money; there's no need to associate with Miss Bai. Guo Guohao doesn't believe Chi Mengli is lying because there's no need.

Furthermore, the information in this recruitment column is unlikely to be something that Biao Jin could do. Biao Jin is a demolition expert and a gangster. If his subordinates are ousted, he only needs to pay them a resettlement fee and let his henchmen take the blame.

Since the 1970s, Hong Kong has stopped using hangings; otherwise, the cops wouldn't have left the gangsters at Shark Dim Sum Shop to fend for themselves.

Being a prostitute and selling prostitutes is not a capital offense. The sentence is based on the number of prostitutes seized at the scene, since even the big boss (Crippled Ho) was not hanged.

Hire a good lawyer and try to reduce the sentence as much as possible; there's no need to fight for evidence.

There's no need for Biaojin to do this or pull these stunts. After all, this guy already has a lot of problems to his name, so washing rice won't make a difference.

Guo Guohao immediately thought of another possibility: that Chi Mengli had passed this information to him through the tracking team.

Now I understand completely!
Once he understood, Guo Guohao coughed and said, "Is it possible that this isn't a program that contacts Biaojin, but rather a way for the corrupt officials to communicate?"

"There's no need for Bid Gold to be laundered in Hong Kong. Several private banks in Chiang Mai support Bid Gold, so there's no need to go through Hong Kong. The money launderers in Hong Kong are all ruthless; they can easily take a big bite out of you with a flick of their fingers."

“This line must be investigated. We’ll definitely uncover other big shots, but I don’t think it’s evidence of a collaboration between Biao Jin and Liang Zai Sheng.”

"Haojiang is a no-man's-land. Now that Portugal is in turmoil, the Portuguese can't control Haojiang. Just like Kowloon Walled City, it's the first choice for these scoundrels to settle down."

"It might just be a coincidence!"

The evidence was far-fetched, and the connections were full of loopholes. Guo Guohao could only offer his own judgment: things are not like they were five years ago. You can't just fabricate evidence and try to buy your way to a higher crime-solving rate.

This explanation wouldn't be accepted by the Department of Justice, let alone the prosecution team; he didn't want to deal with the Ministry of the Interior.

The unspoken rule in the police station is that if you are targeted by the Ministry of the Interior, even if they find out you are innocent, you will still have to sit in the flower hall, guard the pond, and become a licensed thug.

Promotions and exams within the next three years are irrelevant to you. If no powerful figure is willing to bail you out, you may never be able to turn your life around.

In fact, Bai Fengxian also felt that the direction was wrong, but the Criminal Intelligence Department did not handle cases, only collect intelligence. She was just handing over the intelligence she had, and the O-Division still needed to do the work.

(End of this chapter)