Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 555, Section 145: Seeing the Buddha Off to the West (Part 2)
The car pulled up in front of the Wan Chai police headquarters. Ah Chung picked up the gun on the dashboard, turned around, and said to Professor A, "My boss said you're a smart guy, sharp-witted, and won't do anything stupid."

“My boss is going to deal with Mr. Song. I heard that Professor A, you are Mr. Song’s son-in-law.”

"That must be Song Sheng's illegitimate daughter. My boss has always looked down on your identity. He said that Song Sheng is just a code name, and the person behind this code name can be surnamed Zhao, Qian, Sun, Li, Zhou, Wu, Zheng, or Wang, but definitely not Song."

"The boss assigns us tasks, and all we underlings can do is say sorry!"

The things Ah Cong said were instructed by Chi Mengli. Professor A is a smart man and knows what to do.

After all, once Professor A falls into the hands of the cops, cooperation will be the only way for him to survive.

Professor A immediately understood the masked man's words: if Song Ci was Song Sheng's biological daughter, then you would be Song Sheng's biological son-in-law. The saying "Even tigers don't eat their cubs" is just nonsense.

Emperor Xuanzong of Tang killed three of his sons in one day, and Empress Wu Zetian poisoned her own son. People will turn into beasts in order to gain power. If anyone gets in their way, they will kill even their own father or mother.

Now that you, Professor A, have been abandoned, there's no need for you to continue working for Song Sheng. You should think more about yourself.

Ah Cong had said everything he needed to say. He raised his gun, aimed it at the nameless man lying on top of Professor A and the other two, and pulled the trigger.

One bullet to the head, one bullet to the heart—even a god couldn't save him.

After killing the nameless man, Ah Cong quickly got out of the car, emptied all the peanuts from the pistol, threw the pistol onto the car seat, and sprinted away from the Wan Chai police headquarters.

The Wan Chai Police Headquarters acted swiftly, with five or six uniformed officers wearing helmets, bulletproof vests, and carrying assault rifles rushing out and surrounding the van parked across the street.

Police Chief Shapison has gone home to rest. Assistant Commissioner of Police Pak Ka-kei is on duty. Someone set off thunder at the Wan Chai headquarters. This is a declaration of war against the 27,000 police officers in Hong Kong.

Bai Jiaji immediately put on a bulletproof vest, grabbed his long-unused lion nose, and, along with his assistants and subordinates, took the elevator to the main entrance.

The Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB), Narcotics Bureau, Intelligence Bureau, Criminal Intelligence Bureau, CID, PTU Mobile Unit Operations Commander, Flying Tigers Security Team, and all the officers on duty were mobilized in uniform.

I want to see who's making such a ruckus at the police headquarters.

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Guo Guohao didn't take the elevator; instead, he chose to walk up the stairs, continuously loading bullets into his lion-like nose as he went. Every crisis was a golden opportunity for promotion.

If this case can be investigated by the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB), I will definitely become the youngest Chief Superintendent within the next five years.

He will have more flexibility in choosing between the Department of Justice and the Political Department.

His nemesis, Situ—no, he can't be called Situ anymore, because the name Situ now belongs to the Chief Superintendent Situ, the Situ of the Narcotics Bureau—can only be called Junior Situ now.

Thinking of this, Guo Guohao chuckled smugly. With him around, Situ would always be just a minor figure, never amounting to anything.

Because he took the stairs, Guo Guohao was the first officer to arrive at the scene. The three survivors and one dead man inside the van remained motionless, calmly waiting for the officers to arrive.

"Sir! The gun has been found."

The uniformed officers quickly found the pistol that Ah Cong had deliberately left behind, but the evidence team had not yet arrived, nor had they destroyed the evidence.

Guo Guohao nodded, indicating that he understood. He instructed the uniformed men to set up a cordon, explaining that the paparazzi had the keenest sense of smell, even more sensitive than sharks in the sea, and would definitely pounce on the smell of blood.

"Quickly notify the evidence team to come and clean up the mess."

"Leaving the van on the side of the road will eventually lead to disaster. We've already lost face enough today; let's not lose any more face."

Seeing that there wasn't a soul in sight, he put the lion's nose in his hand into his gun holster and walked over to the van.

Upon hearing the order, the soldiers quickly called the evidence team, ordering them to mobilize and clean up the scene.

"Dear passengers, I believe you have arrived at your destination. Is there anything you would like to say to me? Please feel free to speak your mind; I promise I can help you!"

Guo Guohao knew the rules. He braced his elbow on the roof of the car and tapped on the window with the back of his finger, signaling Professor A and the others inside the van to lower the window.

"I am a professor!"

Professor A really wanted to lower the window, but unfortunately, his hands and feet were tied with plastic cable ties, so he couldn't help.

The van was well soundproofed, and Professor A spoke softly, so Guo Guohao didn't hear him clearly. However, he quickly turned his head, immediately opened the van's sliding door, and looked at Professor A with excitement.

"Did I hear that right? A renowned professor actually walked right into a trap! What a strange thing!"

Looking at the somewhat refined-looking man in front of him, Guo Guohao found it hard to associate him with the identity of a Hong Kong drug dealer.

"Like a caged bird, I fear I haven't yet sought revenge against my enemies. I sincerely appreciate their kindness and righteousness, but I must clearly distinguish between gratitude and resentment!"

Professor A showed no fear of becoming a prisoner; he even got into the mood and sang a segment of Cantonese opera.

"What courage! Truly admirable!"

Guo Guohao gave a thumbs up to show his admiration, and then began to think about how to interrogate this big fish.

The evidence team and forensic experts arrived. They first disposed of the pistol and the dead man. Just then, Bai Jiaji arrived with a large group of people.

Xiao Situ, who was following Bai Jiaji, turned pale when he saw his nemesis Guo Guohao arrive before him. "Bai sir, when I arrived, Wu Shu had already run away. The men didn't see Wu Shu's face."

Guo Guohao walked up to Bai Jiaji and briefly reported what he knew.

Xiao Situ stood to the side without saying a word. The Wan Chai headquarters was the new headquarters; the old headquarters was in Xiangjiang Chai. There had been some news about it before, but that was thirty years ago.

For the past thirty years, no one has dared to make a fuss in front of the Wan Chai headquarters, or even on Arsenal Street, because no triad has dared to collect fees since the Wan Chai police headquarters came.

Therefore, the rent and property fees on Arsenal Street are high, and no foolish triads or gangs dare to cause trouble.

After all, gangsters are in it for the money, they don't need to build big planes.

"Guo Sir, what are your thoughts?"

Bai Jiaji also rose through the ranks from the front lines. Although he no longer works on the front lines, his logic for handling cases remains unchanged.

Police officers must not only abide by the law, but also by the rules. Guo Guohao was the first to arrive at the scene, and according to the rules, he should be in charge of this case.

In addition, everyone in the Wan Chai headquarters knew about Guo Guohao's relationship with Shapison.

By June, Shapison will officially become the top dog, so we still need to give our future boss some face.

Little Situ knew the rules and snorted inwardly. This scoundrel, Rotten Mouth Hao, had ridiculously good luck. He solved one big case after another, and this scoundrel was stealing the limelight.

But one must always maintain composure, fight without breaking ties, and not let superiors see that you are petty and narrow-minded.

After all, superiors are the most powerful, and promotions and wealth all require the approval of these old scoundrels.

"I don't have many ideas. The hostage who was tied up in the van just now has already admitted that he is the famous professor."

“The dozen or so pork cases we recently cracked are all related to the professor. This guy can sell more than ten tons of pork a year, and it seems he delivers it to people’s homes.”

Guo Guohao glanced smugly at Xiao Situ and then recounted the entire situation he had just learned.

Lou Zuihao did it on purpose. After hearing Lou Zuihao's report, Xiao Situ could no longer hold back and his eyes turned red. He was about to explode and spiral into the sky, but he still maintained a smile on his face.

"Professor?! He's a big fish!"

“Since you O-Division arrived first, this case will be handled by your O-Division.”

"Using someone else to do the dirty work! Brilliant idea!"

"Headquarters is in an uproar. This is no small matter. We need to get our revenge. I've reviewed the action plan. The New Year is just around the corner. It's time for a major sweep."

"If you want us cops to be your scapegoats, you'll have to pay a price."

"If I'm not mistaken, the fact that the professor was tied up and appeared in Wan Chai, at the headquarters gate, must be the work of his competitors."

"Guo sir, you handle this. We can't just make an example of them; we have to catch them all in one fell swoop."

"By the way! The report you submitted has been read and approved by the top leader. I'll sign it when I get back. Be careful to handle it discreetly and keep it quiet. Don't spread the shameful news around."

The show is over!
The professor is a big fish, but he's no longer of any use to Bai Jiaji because he's reached the end of his career path and can't get promoted just by solving cases.

What he needs now is exposure; after all, he's only in his fifties and can still take another step forward.

The guys in the Public Affairs Department have already filmed him arriving at the scene and directing the operation, so he can go back to his office and get a good night's sleep.

"Yes, sir!"

Guo Guohao immediately stood up straight and saluted Bai Jiaji.

“Situ, the Narcotics Investigation Department has been investigating the professor for a long time. They must have a lot of intelligence and a huge pile of files on them.”

"This time you need to cooperate with the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau to wipe out the professor's gang, his cronies, and his financiers, leaving no one alive."

"You guys go ahead with your work, I won't get in your way!"

"We need to save face. Before the paparazzi arrive, let's push the van into the headquarters yard and inspect it thoroughly."

The O-Division's manpower and resources were insufficient to tackle the professor, so cooperation between the two departments was necessary. Bai Jiaji knew there was a conflict between Guo Guohao and Situ, but he still chose to do it this way.

The headquarters is so boring. If we could add a few more little news items, everyone would be happy to see that.

"Yes, sir!"

Xiao Situ also stood up straight, saluted, and watched Bai Jiaji leave together with Guo Guohao.

(End of this chapter)