Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 764, Section 354: Buying Heads (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
There are indeed many steps involved in operating a container truck. It took Long Juanfeng more than ten minutes to get everything done.

He jumped into the driver's seat, honked the horn, rolled down the window, and said to Baihe, who was waiting beside the truck, "Brother Baihe, we can set off now!"

Bai He, standing beside the car, raised his wrist, glanced at the gold Rolex hanging on it, and nodded in agreement.

A container truck and a minivan drove out of the underground parking lot of Shenwei Building, one after the other.

The detectives who were closing the building, along with the guys from the Criminal Intelligence Bureau's tracking team, waited a minute before slowly catching up.

Sitting in the command vehicle, Peach Blossom Girl noticed through binoculars that two vehicles were tracking a container truck.

She immediately sensed something was wrong, picked up the microphone, and reported the whole situation to A-zai.

A-zai was also a little confused. He immediately reported the license plate number that Peach Blossom Girl had collected to the Transportation Department of the Ordnance Factory. Soon he received the news that it was Guan Lou's car.

Close the building?

Does Guan Lou also have evidence and is investigating this case?

A-zai realized this possibility, and he immediately picked up the phone on the table and dialed Guo Guohao's office number.

At this hour, Guo Sir, the king of paperwork, is definitely working overtime.

A-zai knows Guo Guohao well because Guo Guohao was indeed working overtime at this time.

Because Ding Gou was also watching this shipment, and because of Chi Mengli's intelligence, the intelligence department's special agents had already laid an ambush at the intersection of the only route.

Tracking doesn't always have to be done from behind; sometimes following directly in front can also be effective.

When Guo Guohao heard that the Guanlou Investigation Department was also following this car, he immediately realized something was wrong.

But it's almost 1 a.m. now, and calling Shapison at this time is definitely not a good idea.

Moreover, at this time, the bigwigs of the Department of Justice, the House Security Committee, and the Security Council are all resting.

These bigwigs are all getting on in years. If we call them now and wake them up, they'll definitely be unable to sleep after they've finished dealing with their business.

Why not wait until 7 a.m., when everyone is awake, have a morning meeting, sit together, drink coffee, and eat some donuts?

Guo Guohao was always so thorough in his thinking. He gave instructions to A-zai, telling the men on the front lines to keep a close eye on things and that there absolutely could not be any mistakes this time.

A replied "I understand" and hung up the phone, leaving Peach Blossom Girl, who was on the front lines, to continue the surveillance.

After hanging up the phone, Guo Guohao could no longer look at the Interpol intelligence in his hand. He was wondering what Chi Mengli was up to.

Chi Mengli and Guan Lou have a very good relationship, so good that they can be inseparable.

The intelligence department has been updating the O-Team with information that the water room has recently gotten in touch with Yazhaku and is transporting top-quality seafood from Hokkaido to Hong Kong.

But strangely, Guan Lou didn't react at all, just caught a few small fry to eat the dead cat, and hastily closed the case.

Both the police station and the gatehouse were under the jurisdiction of the Department of Justice, but the Provincial Administration Commissioner also had jurisdiction over these two offices.

Although they belong to the same disciplined forces, they have never communicated with each other. The only time they cooperated was when they joined forces to take down the Wen family.

Unless the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) intervenes, there is really no one who can control Guan Lou.

But the garrison commander, Renekton, has already received Her Majesty's Order of the Corruption, and it's rumored that the next Commissioner of the Independent Commission Against Corruption will be this man-eating crocodile.

Even if all the staff of the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) were Bao Zheng (a legendary upright official), they wouldn't cause trouble for their next superior.

It's already April, and the reshuffling of Hong Kong governors is all concentrated in June. The Governor has already signed the appointment letters and sent them to the Overseas Colonial Department.

Once the Minister of Overseas Colonies has signed the document, it is sent to the Privy Council for sealing. Then the Prime Minister signs his name, and the Queen affixes her seal, and it takes effect immediately.

Barring any major incidents, it's only a matter of time before Rexton, the former Foreign Secretary of the Governor's Office, becomes the Commissioner of the Independent Commission Against Corruption.

The case has already been investigated by the censors and the judge has finished his trial. Overturning the decision now and demanding a reinvestigation would not only offend the censors.

Instead, he offended everyone in the Department of Justice system, from top to bottom. He even said that the people who set up the plane would become the "guardians of the pond."

No one would do something so thankless and exhausting, especially someone like Guo Guohao who is only focused on his future.

Chi Mengli, that scoundrel, spent more time as a gangster than as a policeman; being a two-faced person is the hardest thing.

He has a bunch of henchmen to support now, so he'll definitely have to get involved in shady dealings. Even if he knows it, he can only turn a blind eye.

The thought of this made Guo Guohao's scalp itch. He reached out and scratched his hair hard, then picked up a Red Wan cigarette from the table and lit it.

Two minutes, a cigarette, and he finally made his decision. He grabbed the encrypted landline on the table, called the telecommunications company run by the intelligence department, and left a message for Chi Mengli.

[Dad's unhappy and needs to be comforted. Come home quickly!] "Beep beep beep"

Chi Mengli, who was driving a minivan, heard the pager on his waist ring, but he didn't have time to turn it off.

The cross-sea tunnel in the early morning was not as quiet as one might imagine, with container trucks appearing one after another in the dedicated lane.

The containers hold goods that travel in and out of Hong Kong. Hong Kong's economy is revitalized by these containers.

Wow! This is really lively!

Chi Mengli glanced at the little girl in the passenger seat, then spat the cigarette butt out the window.

Even now, he still finds it hard to believe that this girl, who is not yet twenty years old, was an early hacker in Hong Kong.

The woman was wearing an ill-fitting hoodie and had a hearing aid in her ear. She was staring straight ahead with a blank expression.

Slang Quzhen!

This is a Tibetan name. Xi Ren told Chi Mengli the gist of it: Silang means having keen perception and being able to clearly distinguish the right direction.

The name Quzhen means "Buddha Jewel" or "Treasure of Good Dharma," and it is a common name for Tibetan girls.

Even in Hong Kong, Tibetans are rarely seen, and Chi Mengli is even more unheard of. It is rare to find anyone giving their child a Tibetan name.

Moreover, in Chi Mengli's opinion, this name is somewhat wicked. Wearing a hearing aid means that there is a hearing problem. It just goes to show that life is unpredictable and everything is interconnected.

If Mei-feng were in this car, she would definitely recognize the little girl in the passenger seat.

This is Guangmutian's goddaughter, an orphan girl he brought back from Nepal.

Guangmu Tian is the Guangmu Tianwang in Chinese mythology, but in Tantric mythology, he is called Guangmu Tian and is in charge of protecting the West.

Its name, Guangmu, means that it can observe the world at any time with its pure heavenly eye and can see the good and evil in the world. It is often accompanied by dragons and holds a snake rope, symbolizing the suppression of evil spirits.

No one knows Guangmutian's origins; all that is known is that Guangmutian appeared when the Gurkha infantry battalion arrived.

This old magistrate, hiding in the shadows, cultivated embroidered robes and beacon towers.

"Embroidered Robe" and "Beacon Tower" are both ancient terms originating from the Han Dynasty. To put it bluntly, they refer to spies. "Embroidered Robe" refers to commercial spies with legitimate identities.

Meanwhile, Feng Sui infiltrated the underworld, becoming a triad spy.

Guangmutian's business is very large, with many regular customers, but he is a middleman and does not pledge allegiance to any power; he only sells heads.

Whoever offers the highest price gets the top talent.

At the same time, Guangmutian would not consider himself a benefactor to these devils. This was just business. If the mission was completed and the employer did not renew the contract, these devils would be free.

After gaining his freedom, whether the young men wanted to leave the underworld or continue their collaboration, he didn't force them; he let things take their natural course.

Silang Quzhen was a person bought by Chi Mengli. Such a skilled hacker is rare and hard to find. Hong Kong is popularizing digital servers and personal office computers.

Having memories of his past life, he naturally knows what the future world will be like. These C language program codes that others cannot understand represent the future of humanity.

However, Guangmutian's pricing was very accurate; he knew the true value of Silang Quzhen.

They demanded a price of HK$350,000, plus an additional HK$50,000 in handling fees.

Talented people are something you have to fight for, and Chi Mengli didn't hesitate at all, directly telling Xiren to pay.

"The database at Oak International Terminal was handled by IBM's branch in Hong Kong. I heard the upgrade cost was as high as tens of millions of dollars, with at least fifteen firewalls."

"This is going to be a tough job. Can you handle it?"

"We're almost there. It's not too late to regret it now!"

It was past midnight when Chi Mengli took out his cigarette case, lit a cigarette, and continued to puff away.

I've already smoked all thirty cigarettes from yesterday, and now that a new day has begun, I can enjoy another thirty cigarettes.

Slang Quzhen hated the smell of smoke. She rolled down the window lever, lowered her own window, covered her nose, and said coldly, "It can be handled."

“Forced cracking will cause problems, but we are now IBM's repairmen. We don't need to crack the firewall. As long as we connect the server's cable, we can connect the data.”

"But I only brought ten floppy disks, which isn't enough to copy all the data. Boss, you'd better know which data you need."

Silang Quzhen reached out, took the cigarette from Chi Mengli's mouth, and threw it out the window.

(The age of Shenxianjin is a mystery, because he himself said that he lived through the period when Japan occupied Hong Kong, and that when he was a double-flower red stick, Liu Fu was still the chief Chinese detective, and he came over for a drink.)
(Back then, there was a custom of changing identity cards. If you were under fifteen, you weren't allowed to become an apprentice, and the identity card cost money. This wasn't charged by the foreigners, but by the Indians and Chinese.)
(Erzi was a White Russian, and Asan was a Curry Boy. Chinese people weren't popular at the time. The Chinese people who were popular in the police station were Shandong boys, because Shandong boys were associated with the governor.)
(In the 40s, some Shandong natives rose to high positions, even becoming deputy directors. One such person was the governor's bodyguard. Principal Wong Chuk Hang in Infernal Affairs is a character he was alluded to.)
(At that time, some people changed their identity cards to be larger or smaller. Some people would change their identity cards to be smaller so that they could avoid paying tuition fees in order to pass the entrance exam for the academy.)
(They all exploited loopholes in the provincial administration's foreign system. All you needed was an identity card and a crab-shaped paper. At the time, the household registration system was very chaotic. As long as you didn't commit any crimes, it was as if you didn't have a file.)
(Of course, one cannot trust the words of people in the martial arts world, but according to Shenxian Jin's notes, he did indeed misreport his age.)
(Based on Shenxianjin's words, and considering the era of Shenxianjin's apprenticeship to the sect leader and the water room master Sun Guanqing, Shenxianjin should have been under fifty years old in 79.)
(Shenxian Jin should be a few years older than Siyanlong; they are from the same generation.)
(The Hong Kong underworld has a highly youthful organizational structure. If you haven't made a name for yourself by the time you're 25 or 26, you'll have to take on an administrative job or leave the organization altogether to get a legitimate job.)
(End of this chapter)