Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 577, Section 167: Acquisition of both the person and the account

(Thanks to Xiaofengzhu for the support! Thank you for sticking with me!)
Back home, Liu Wenfeng had a reunion dinner with his wife and children.

Facing a crucial life decision, he was distracted and barely ate anything before returning to his study, where he stared blankly at the empty sheet in front of him.

Handsome Sheng's methods are varied and numerous, and I am no match for him at all. But I had no other choice at the time. If I hadn't accepted Handsome Sheng's help, he would have been squeezed out of the country by Hua Pao, and there would have been no chance for this turn of events.

I had no choice, I never had a choice.

The phone call was over, and the old man who signed the blank form was preparing to leave Hong Kong for Gibraltar to take up an important position in the colony, never to return to Hong Kong for the rest of his life.

He has no worries about anything, except for himself, who still needs to struggle in the mortal world!
What a jerk!

Thinking of this, Liu Wenfeng picked up a pen, signed Wen Tianchuan's name on the blank form, then picked up the phone and called his superior directly, saying that there was a problem with warehouse number 15 at Wanchai Pier and that he wanted to handcuff someone.

And during the phone call, he subtly hinted that his two superiors, Gervais and Renekton, both knew about it.

Sardan, who was initially a little impatient, became serious when he heard that Gregory and Rexton both knew about it. He was no fool. As soon as Rexton took office, he sealed off the Taikoo Wharf and went to provoke the tiger whiskers of the four major trading companies.

The strangest thing is that Swire Group did not retaliate. Instead, it actively cooperated and handed over a mid-level executive to take the fall.

This is a very complicated matter, and it's not something a rootless Irishman like him can get involved in.

Since he didn't want to get involved, he only asked if there was any solid evidence. When he heard that there was solid evidence, he agreed to the operation and said that he would send someone to deliver the investigation order directly to the Wan Chai pier.

"Honey! Honey! Someone delivered seafood to the door and said they specifically asked you to sign for it. I want to sign for it on their behalf, but they won't allow it. The person looks fierce, like a gangster."

Liu Wenfeng's wife pushed open the study door, peeked through the crack, and asked Liu Wenfeng to sign for the seafood.

On Lunar New Year's Eve, someone actually delivered seafood! That's outrageous!

But when Liu Wenfeng heard his wife say something like "it sounds like a gangster," he immediately perked up. Chi Sheng had mentioned at the Wan Chai pier that a settlement allowance would be delivered today.

He quickly stuffed the blank form into the innermost part of his pocket, put on his slippers, and then walked to the front door.

At the apartment entrance, a gangster dressed in a RiRiXian uniform leaned against the wall, a lollipop in his mouth and a seafood gift box in his hand.

"Excuse me, are you Chi Sheng's younger brother?"

Liu Wenfeng, hands on his hips, looked at the shady-looking gangster and tentatively asked.

"Old Ding asked me to give you the box. He said, 'Happy New Year!'"

Huo Gou placed the seafood gift box he was carrying at the front door, said a few words, and turned to leave. His family was waiting for him to come home for the New Year; if he was late, the main dishes would get cold.

Seeing the gangsters leave without looking back, Liu Wenfeng didn't pay any attention. He picked up the seafood gift box next to the wall, closed the door, and went home.

In the living room, Liu Wenfeng's parents were watching TV with the two little ones. He didn't disturb them but went back to his study.

As soon as he entered the study, he couldn't wait to open the outer packaging of the seafood gift box and found that it was full of bundles of large golden bulls.

"Wife! Wife! Come in quickly!"

Liu Wenfeng shouted at the top of his lungs, drawing his wife into the study.

"Damn it! What are you yelling about? Why are you shouting so loudly!"

Liu Wenfeng's wife walked into the study, untied her apron, and threw it directly at Liu Wenfeng's face.

"I need to go out for a bit to count the money. If it's 500,000, I'll put it in the safe. If it's 700,000, I'll take out 200,000 and have Panda Boy's wife come and get it."

Opening the drawer, Liu Wenfeng took out his Lion Nose gun and holster, strapped it to his body, glanced at his watch, and realized it was already 5 PM; it was time for him to make his move. Liu Wenfeng's wife was also surprised to see bundles of large gold bulls in the seafood gift box; bundling the silver bills was a habit of gangsters.

It's no secret that customs officers are collaborating with gangsters. The appliance factories are working overtime every day, with the production lines constantly running. These somewhat outdated appliances aren't being sold to Europe and America, but rather to the area north of the border.

The quality of home appliances from the northern factories is poor, so even products from those lagging behind Japanese manufacturers can be sold quickly.

Japanese home appliances are of good quality, but Japanese white goods are expensive and unaffordable in the north, so sales are not high. In contrast, Hong Kong's outdated washing machines, even if transported to the north of the border, only cost three hundred and fifty to four hundred dollars for a single-tub washing machine with spin-drying function.

An average family can afford one by squeezing their money together and saving for a year or two.

Seeing his wife's eyes light up at the sight of money, Liu Wenfeng put on his leather jacket, concealed the holster under his arm, put on his leather shoes, grabbed his car keys, and left the apartment.

When we arrived at Wan Chai Ferry Pier, we found that the guys were already lined up in front of the pier entrance.

Liu Wenfeng didn't turn off the engine, but slowed down, rolled down the window, and gestured for his men to get ready to work.

The officers of Section Six of the Customs Investigation Department all took out their badges from their pockets, hung them around their necks, got into the car, and followed Liu Wenfeng into the Wan Chai Pier.

Liu Wenfeng flicked the cigarette butt away and pressed the siren onto the roof of the vehicle. The dockworkers passing by heard the siren and all made way for the convoy.

They sped to Pier 15, and Panda Boy jumped out from behind the container, pulled out his lion nose, and pointed it at the worker who was closing the door.

"Do not move!"

Panda warned the worker not to make any trouble. He had already cut the phone line to warehouse number 15, so even if the worker wanted to call to warn someone, there would be no answer.
Liu Wenfeng, who had just parked the car, rushed out and went to Panda Boy's side, asking, "How is the situation?"

“Brother Feng, after you left, I noticed a thug acting suspiciously near Warehouse No. 15. I was worried this bastard would cause trouble, so I handcuffed him and interrogated him. It turned out he was one of Black Tiger’s henchmen.”

"Now the news has spread throughout the martial arts world that Hei A Hu and Chi Sheng have fallen out. I feel that this scoundrel might be useful to Chi Sheng, so I took him back to the guard tower."

“Maybe all the goods in warehouse number 15 belong to Black Tiger. This kind of scoundrel can be intimidated and confessed to help us identify Black Tiger.”

Panda Boy was already adept at framing and smearing others; his brotherhood was strong, but it couldn't withstand the power of a closed-off phone book.

If you place a phone book on top of your kidney and hit it with a hammer, it will only take three to five blows for a person to break down and start urinating blood. They won't be afraid of getting a medical examination because the phone book will prevent any marks or bruises.

These kinds of tricks to extract confessions are countless inside the detention center; no matter how many secrets you have, the officers can get them out of you.

"Where did Chi Sheng's henchmen deliver the goods?"

Liu Wenfeng waved his hand, signaling his men to open the warehouse and ransack the place. He then turned his back and asked Panda Boy if the goods were ready.
The panda boy swallowed hard. He put his lion nose back, then put on gloves, reached into his inner pocket, and pulled out a bag. He glanced around, opened the bag, and took out the three pieces of Double Lion Earth.

"Brother Feng, three US dollars for two kilograms in total. Ten years ago, that would have been enough to get you hanged!"

Liu Wenfeng took out his cigarette case, picked out two cigarettes, stuffed them into Panda Boy's hand, put the three Miss White cigarettes into his inner pocket, and walked into the warehouse without looking back.

Now that he's on board, he has no choice but to stick with it. If he hesitates any longer, neither side will let him off the hook. Since he's accepted the money, he has to see it through to the end.

Upon entering the warehouse, Liu Wenfeng intended to hide Miss Bai first. The front warehouse was a freezer. He opened a freezer and found it filled with dried sea cucumbers sealed with lard. He wiped the bag containing Miss Bai clean and then put it inside.

"Brother Feng, we've found something! Come quick!"

Hearing the shouts of his men, Liu Wenfeng quickly went over, and when he saw the scene in the back warehouse, he was stunned.

Because the entire back warehouse has been turned into a zoo, with all kinds of live birds, colorful cobras, sea snakes kept in aquariums, as well as elephant trunks, whole tiger bones, and ivory.

He felt that the three pieces of Miss White in his arms were a bit superfluous, because the contents of the warehouse alone were enough to send Young Master Wen to jail for life.

(End of this chapter)