Hong Kong Island: From a small stall to a global supplier

It can't be hidden, it's impossible to hide it!
The police were like sieves; as soon as the car carrying Lai Chi-fai stopped in front of the hospital, the paparazzi who had been lying in wait rushed up like zombies, snapping photos.

"Excuse me, did the kidnappers kill the hostage?"

"Why did the kidnappers kill the hostage?"

"A well-informed source revealed that the ransom is fake!"

"Excuse me, is the murderer Wang Yaotang?"

Was Mr. Lai Chi-fai cursed to death by Wong Yiu-tong?

How will Lai Chee Fai's estate be divided?

Since Wang Yaotang's arrest and subsequent interview yesterday, many newspapers have been investigating Lai Chi-fai's background. Many things simply cannot be kept secret. Once a person dies, he is left with only a widow and her children. Can such a large amount of assets be protected?

Will Lai Chi-fai's father-in-law, the Jing family, rebel and seize his son-in-law's assets?

Will the business partner profit from the dead?
Asset battles are always a hot news topic, and it's foreseeable that my payment for the article in the coming week is settled.

"Make way, the patient needs to be taken to the hospital!" Police and hospital staff struggled to break through the reporters' blockade and push the person inside. Although the person had already passed away in the car, the subsequent treatment procedures still needed to be followed.

Anyway, the government is paying for it.

Furthermore, there needs to be a conclusion regarding how he died, to give an explanation to Lai Chi-fai's family and to the public.

……

Headquarters.

Han Yili looked terrible. The hostage died at the hands of the police after the exchange was completed. The blame was too heavy to bear, and even the hospital's report that the kidnappers poisoned him was useless.

Clearly, conspiracy theories have a greater market.

The media is willing to hype up conspiracy theories, which makes newspapers sell well.

Citizens are willing to believe in conspiracy theories, and these theories are more engaging for casual conversation.

As for the truth...

The police's credibility has long been ruined; now, no one will believe them if they tell the truth.

Han Yili also rose from the bottom, although this bottom was not the lowest. He knew that many police officers in Hong Kong believed that someone had deliberately sabotaged the operation. After all, Fatty Lai came to Hong Kong alone with two sons, one three years old and the other still breastfeeding. If he died, there would be no one to inherit his vast assets.

Isn't this just the 'Hong Kong version of being forced to wear the imperial robe'?

Of course, public opinion is just public opinion. It may affect the reputation of the police force, but it doesn't really matter to Han Yili himself. The biggest pressure comes from the Fang family and the Garment Industry Association. The police have really put in the effort, and the Garment Industry Association can't say anything about it.

And the 'Zhao family'... oops, the royal family, no, the 'Fang family' is probably laughing right now.

Fuck, I have to make the Fang family compensate me for my wounded heart.

"Are the kidnappers sure they have anti-aircraft machine guns?" Han Yili asked in a deep voice.

"Judging from the tear on the helicopter, it's an anti-aircraft machine gun, which is extremely dangerous!"

"How did the kidnappers get this kind of weapon? Can we find out where it was made by looking at the bullets?"

"Sorry, the engagement is at sea, and we can't find any bullets."

"Shit!" Han Yili cursed. "Could it be the other side?"

For a moment, no one spoke in the meeting room.

"Damn it, strengthen the monitoring of border crossings, the marine police should also crack down on smuggling, and the criminal investigation department should launch a thorough investigation into the arms trade in Hong Kong Island to curb the proliferation of weapons."

"Yes Sir!"

"Yes Sir!"

With a series of orders issued, that was all that could be done. Han Yi thought for a moment and then asked, "What is Wang Yaotang doing now?"

Assistant Chief of the Criminal Investigation Department, Cabel, had a strange expression on his face...

……

"Let me go? You fucking explain to me what you mean by letting me go!" Wang Yaotang pointed at Superintendent Xi Zicheng's nose and cursed, "What the fuck do you mean by letting me go!"

"If the police don't give me an explanation today, I'm not leaving here!"

"You arrest us whenever you want, and release us whenever you want? Do you think we Chinese are easy to bully?!"

Xi Zicheng's lips twitched. What do you mean by 'Chinese people are easy to bully'? Look at what you're doing. In police headquarters, you're pointing at a police superintendent and cursing loudly. Where do you look like someone who's easy to bully?

100 pounds of bones, 99.99 pounds of rebellious bones!

“You just arrested me without warning and pinned the kidnapping label on me. Your Royal Police have caused huge damage to my personal and company reputations. The police must publicly explain this matter. Am I, Wang Yaotang, a kidnapper? Where is the ‘evidence’ for your arrest warrant? If you can’t give a coherent explanation, then we’ll see you in court!” Wang Yaotang said loudly, pointing to the ceiling as he sat on the floor of the detention room.

"Attorney Jiang, what do you think?" Xi Zicheng was at a loss. He couldn't very well force someone to throw Wang Yaotang out. There were reporters everywhere at the entrance. If this were photographed, it would be like mud falling into his pants—even if it wasn't shit, it would still look like shit.

Jiang Zhizhen shrugged. "I'm sorry, I've already advised my client."

As they were facing off, a policeman jogged up and whispered in Xi Zicheng's ear, "A lot of people have gathered outside, holding banners that read 'Police are arbitrarily arresting Chinese businessmen' and 'Give the Chinese people justice.' They are currently walking towards the headquarters building on Hennessy Road."

Xi Zicheng's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he pointed at Wang Yaotang and shouted, "Are you crazy? Who authorized your march?!"

"Fine, fine, so you're just framing me, huh? You're not even going to put on an act anymore. I've been detained by you all this time, and now you're saying I organized an illegal march." Wang Yaotang said loudly, "Attorney Jiang, I'm making a will now. Please go out and publish it to the media. I, Wang Yaotang, am in good health. I have no depression, mental illness, or any similar illnesses, and I have no suicidal intentions. If anything happens to me, it must be a deliberate act of retaliation, murder, or intimidation by the police!"

“I know,” Jiang Zhizhen replied with a straight face.

"You, you, you—" Xi Zicheng was so angry he almost fainted. Ignoring the open cell door, he swung his hand and turned to leave. Once outside the detention area, the anger on his face vanished.

None of my business!

……

Assistant Chief of the Criminal Investigation Department, Cabel, walked to the conference room window, looked out, and pointed to a long line of people, saying, "Wang Yaotang's men are holding a protest outside, saying that we are arbitrarily arresting Chinese people and demanding justice from the police. He is also staying in the detention cell and won't leave."

"What?" Han Yili felt a sudden darkness before his eyes. A group of high-ranking police officers walked to the window and looked down, but they were standing too high and too far away, and could only vaguely see a relatively dense crowd in one spot on the sidewalk; they couldn't see anything else at all.

"How can we let them organize a march?" Chief Superintendent Klaus Kinlake, head of the Public Relations Department, suddenly felt a sense of unease. In the end, it would be their department's turn to handle this kind of thing.

“Nobody knew beforehand, nobody applied for permission, it was an illegal march,” Cabel said with a hint of schadenfreude.

No one mentioned arresting anyone.

Right now, it's still a battle of wits between Wang Yaotang and the police. If they actually take action to arrest people, that would be laying solid groundwork for the charges, and the police won't be able to withstand it!
Han Yili turned to Klaus Kinlake, head of the public relations department, and said, "Get Wang Yaotang on board. Make him withdraw his people immediately, and make sure the media reports focus on Wang Yaotang."

Klaus Kinlake gritted his teeth and agreed.

Others only see his glamorous life as a chief superintendent, but when the real culprit falls from the sky, he'll be the first one to get hit!

Nine-Headed Insect returned to the Public Relations Department with a dark face and called over "Benboerba," saying, "Go and handle Wang Yaotang and the media!"

Benboerba: "Me?"

Ni Jiusi had no idea how he got to the detention area.

“Brother Yao, you know, this wasn’t actually what the police wanted. We were under pressure from above, and there was nothing we could do.” Ni Jiusi himself felt that his words were completely unconvincing.

"So, it's my fault? It's my fault for being powerless and easily manipulated by the police." Wang Yaotang sneered.

“That’s not all I meant, but there’s no point in openly confronting the police like this; it only benefits others.”

Wang Yaotang looked him up and down, "May I ask your surname?"

"Ah? My name is Ni Jiusi, I'm a superintendent in the Public Relations Department."

"Oh, Ni Jiusi Benboerba." Wang Yaotang seemed to suddenly realize.
"Huh?" Ni Jiusi looked completely bewildered.

Wang Yaotang burst into laughter, leaving Ni Jiusi and Jiang Zhizhen completely bewildered.

After laughing for a while, Wang Yaotang pointed to the side and gestured for Ni Jiusi to sit down. "Does Attorney Jiang know Benbo'erba from Journey to the West?"

Jiang Zhizhen shook his head.

Wang Yaotang gestured and said, "Benboerba said to the Nine-Headed Insect: 'Tang Sanzang and his disciples have indeed arrived in Jisaiguo. They have captured Baboerben. I have escaped death and returned to report.'"

Nine-Headed Insect: "Hmph, Sun Wukong really is here. I'll go and meet them!"

Princess: "My lord, why must you go in person?"

Wang Yaotang patted Ni Jiusi on the shoulder, "Benboerba, go and get rid of Tang Sanzang and his disciples!"

Ni Jiusi: "Me?"

Although she didn't actually know 'Benboerba', just hearing the lines and considering her own situation, Ni Jiusi still felt a sense of collapse.

But after all, he was already in his fifties or sixties. After composing himself for a while, he said with a wry smile, "Brother Yao, you already know, so don't make things difficult for me. Just tell me what you want."

"I'm not making things difficult for you, I'm making things difficult for the police department!" Wang Yaotang curled his lip. "You can't gain status by begging. It's better to fight back than to be beaten a hundred times. The Fang family has power, but do you think I, Wang Yaotang, can be bullied and molded by you at will? Don't even think about it."

“You can’t just deliberately create conflict between China and Britain like this; it’s undermining the overall situation in Hong Kong.”

"The big picture? Whose big picture? Your big picture? The police's big picture? Or the Fang family's big picture? You can tell Han Yili clearly that after I die, I don't care about the flood. Without me, no one should have any big picture!" Regardless of his past or present life, he was always the one being "big picture". The word "big picture" was the one that Wang Yaotang couldn't stand the most.

“A public apology is impossible. The police’s investigative power is fundamental. If they apologize without evidence, then there’s no point in carrying out any further police work. That would be digging up the foundation of the police force, which is impossible.” Ni Jiusi said in a low voice, “To put it bluntly, even if our public relations department agrees, other departments won’t agree. It’s none of their business, so in the end, it will just be a lot of wrangling. Are you really going to stay here?”

“Stay put. I grew up in a housing estate. My house isn’t even as big as my detention cell. I’ve only been out for two years. I’m not some rich kid.” Wang Yaotang waved his hand dismissively.

“What’s the point of something that’s destined to have no outcome?” Ni Jiusi said with a bitter smile.

"Does it mean there's no point if there's no result?" Wang Yaotang turned his head to look at him.

"Alright, I'm leaving then." Ni Jiusi stood up with a cold face.

Having climbed to this position, how could Ni Jiusi not understand that it's not about winning or losing, but about how much trouble he can cause the police?

If you want to go further and achieve a higher social status, this is a step you must take.

No powerful figure can be used by the police to curry favor at any time.

The same principle applies to government departments.

Therefore, even if Wang Yaotang couldn't get the police to give him face with just a phone call, he could at least prevent various parties from arbitrarily putting him in someone else's "big picture".

"Thank you for your help, Jiang Dazhuang." Wang Yaotang smiled and looked at Jiang Zhizhen.

“It’s alright, I’m your lawyer. Your toughness will demonstrate my value. Besides, the pressure won’t reach me.” Jiang Zhizhen said with a smile, “Then I’ll be going.”

Upon arriving at the entrance of the police headquarters, Chiang Chih-chen, with his lawyer-like demeanor, immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding reporters.

Why hasn't Mr. Wang Yaotang been released?

"Does the police have any evidence of Wang Yaotang's crimes?"

Has Wang Yaotang confessed?

"Did the police really detain Wang Yaotang without cause?"

"Alright." Jiang Zhizhen raised his hand to urge them on. "Due to some special reasons, my client, Mr. Wang Yaotang, is currently in further communication with the police and is temporarily unable to come out to oversee company business. Here, on behalf of my client, I express my dissatisfaction with the police. Citizens have an obligation to cooperate with the police investigation, but who should be responsible for the negative impact on the client's reputation caused by cooperating with the investigation, and for the client's huge economic losses?"

Shouldn't the police, as a violent institution, be more cautious before initiating a seizure?

"Rights should not be used arbitrarily or without restraint; that is the root of chaos."

"That's all I can say. Please make way, everyone. I need to inform Mr. Wang Yaotang's family about his situation." Jiang Zhizhen waved his hand, and two bodyguards came up to escort him into the car.

The statement, "We are in further communication with the police," gave the reporter ample room for "creation," and coupled with the subsequent condemnation of rights from the perspective of ordinary people, it filled the faces of the surrounding reporters with excitement.

Inspiration strikes!

Adding to the fact that 'Fatty Li' died under mysterious circumstances, the manuscript is about to burst out! (End of this chapter)