1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 83 Sleepless Night

"Barrister, there was a murder outside my house, three people were killed, I am now being taken to the Ngau Tau Kok Divisional Police Station by the police to assist in the investigation, please come over."

Standing in front of the reporting counter at the police station, Zhai Yuan called Shen Wei in front of a group of policemen who had locked him up.

Then he said, "Besides, I haven't had dinner yet. I'm hungry. I want to eat the preserved meat rice made by my mother today. Remember to bring me a portion before you come."

This means that Shen Wei should go to his home first, comfort his family, and understand the situation and make adequate preparations.

After hanging up the phone, Zhai Yuan raised his eyebrows at the policemen and asked, "Where are we going next?"

The leading sergeant frowned.

It's a bit difficult to deal with, as it requires donating money and hiring lawyers who are very skilled in the business.

In this way, many torture methods would not be used indiscriminately.

But Zhai Yuan's calm performance made Sha Zhan more certain that the three murders in Biliyuan must be related to him.

"Take him to the interrogation room."

Ordering his men in military uniform to take Zhai Yuan away, Sha Zhan waited alone at the reporting counter for a while. Finally, a man in military uniform came back in a hurry.

"Hey! Have you found out the identities of those deceased people?" Sergeant Zhan asked hurriedly when he saw his waiter coming back.

"Boss, we've checked. The deceased was a moneylender named Gui Limao, and the other two were his subordinates. Gui Limao was the No. 49 of Lian Shun Le, and his boss Shuang Daohua was the Red Stick boss who had his kidney pierced by someone a while ago."

The uniformed man quickly explained to the Sergeant, "This handsome guy we caught is a big deal. He graduated from Tzu-Ai Secondary School in Sau Mau Ping and made millions in less than half a year. Everything he did before was reported in the newspapers."

Then he told Sergeant Zhan about Zhai Yuan's affair with Fei Zai Jun and the foreign film that was featured in the newspaper news.

"You're already so impressive at the age of seventeen. No wonder you look so arrogant."

After listening to Zhai Yuan's experience of more than half a year, Sha Zhan began to understand the other party's rebellious behavior just now.

If I had a million dollars at the age of seventeen, the Commissioner of Police wouldn’t even care.

"In addition, I heard that this Zhai Yuan might be someone who works for Kwun Tong District Councillor Mak Siu-kwan."

Before he could finish his sigh, the military uniform dropped another bombshell.

After learning that Zhai Yuan beat up the wife of a foreign congressman in the Hong Kong government office building and was able to escape unscathed, Sergeant Zhan frowned unconsciously.

He asked: "So does this matter have anything to do with him?"

"There are relationships."

The officer in uniform who reported the news had a confident look on his face and quickly recounted the conflict between Zhai Yuan and Deng Guangrong.

After hearing the whole story, Sergeant Zhan, who brought Zhai Yuan back to the police station, felt a little regretful.

Enter the Dragon.

Especially when a big star like Deng Guangrong was involved.

If he fails to handle it well, the outside public opinion will be something that a small sergeant like him cannot bear.

"Atou, since this is related to the society, why not just let O-Ji handle it?"

The soldier who reported the news saw the boss's dilemma and said something tentatively.

"That's right! What does a gang feud have to do with our patrolling PTU? Let the guys from O Ji take over!"

At this time, the sergeant no longer had any thoughts of solving the case and getting promoted, he just wanted to get rid of this hot potato as soon as possible.

But at this moment, the phone at the police station suddenly rang.

The police officer on duty answered the phone and listened to a few words, then his expression suddenly changed.

"Sergeant, big news. There have been several arson cases near Sau Mau Ping. Your PTU is being asked to rush over immediately for reinforcements."

……

From the time Chen Jiale called Su Long until Zhai Yuan was taken to the police station.

Only an hour and a half passed.

But this time was enough for Su Long to gather his troops and complete the order that Zhai Yuan had just placed.

Only big companies like Xinji, Haohaobang and Liansheng can do such a thing as borrowing troops.

Because there are indeed many of them.

As for the Big Four and the New Big Four, although they all claim to have tens of thousands of disciples, in reality, only dozens or hundreds of people can be called out to fight.

If a society really has tens of thousands of people, it should stop collecting protection fees and instead follow the example of the Conch Country and declare war on the United States.

"Uncle Long, everyone is here."

"Be more impressive. You have a brand name with this name on it. Don't let Tiao Si and Hutchison look down on you."

"Roger that!"

Vans drove out of Yau Tsim District and headed straight for Sau Mau Ping. A scout was different from a war, it was just a surprise attack to cause damage, so there didn't need to be too many people.

Su Long prepared fifty people, who were divided into ten groups and entered Deng Guangrong's ten video rooms.

These people were all his brothers from Xinji. After doing the job, they didn’t even need to run away. They could just go into the city to hide.

These big and small gangs pay tens of millions of dollars in protection fees to the neighborhood welfare association in the walled city every year, which are used for times like these.

"Brother Guzai, the scapegoat is ready."

At the door of one of Deng Guangrong’s ten video halls, four young men jumped out of a van. Instead of going in, they squatted at the door and smoked.

Not long after, the fifth companion appeared, bringing a pale and skinny fellow Taoist to the side of the van, and spoke to the leader, Lao Sijiu Guzai.

Guzai held a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the Taoist friend who was brought over, and asked, "Do you know what to say when the police come?"

"Know, know."

The Taoist friend nodded hurriedly, baring his yellow teeth and grinning, "I saw my wife entering this theater with a wild man, and I felt unhappy. Plus, I just took drugs and was in high spirits, so I set the fire to vent my anger. You can't say that."

Guzi hummed and glanced at his companion.

The latter slapped a small bag of flour into the Taoist's hand and nodded to the van: "Go in and have some fun first. When you are done with your crime, whether you want to chase dragons or shoot anti-aircraft guns, there will be someone to satisfy you."

"Thank you guys!"

The Taoist fellow held the bag of flour as if it were a treasure, got into the van and prepared to start a fight.

"work."

Guzai picked up the backpack on the ground, left the two of them behind, and walked towards the door of the video room with his other two companions.

Buy tickets and enter.

A costume martial arts film was playing on the laser screen in the video room.

Guzai and the other two did not sit down. Instead, they stood in front of the screen and slowly opened the backpacks they carried with them.

The laser light shone on the three people, casting a mottled light and dark picture.

There was a commotion in the audience, and some people couldn't help cursing: "Get out of the way, don't stop us from watching the show!"

Guzi smiled, took out a few Coke bottles filled with gasoline from his backpack, and then lit the wet cloth strips on the bottle mouths.

The noisy audience seats quieted down instantly.

"Sorry to bother you with your post."

Guzai held up a burning Coke bottle, bowed to the audience below, then turned around and smashed the Coke bottle in his hand hard at the screen.

Bang! The glass shattered! The flames rose!

The expensive laser hard screen was burned through in an instant.

The audience was in chaos, and the crowd screamed and fled outside.

Guzai and the other two took the initiative to make way for the audience to leave as soon as possible.

It would be fine if the police just found someone to take the blame, but if ordinary citizens were hurt, the trouble would be bigger.

"Hurry up and get out of here."

After all the audience left, Guzai opened his backpack, poured out all the remaining Coke bottles inside, and distributed them to his two companions.

Crackling!

There was a constant sound of bottles being smashed.

Wherever the Coke bottle filled with gasoline fell, a ball of fire rose up, and the flowing gasoline quickly spread throughout the video room.

"go!"

Even the sofa seats began to burn, and the fire in the video room was getting more and more intense.

Guzai and his two younger brothers turned around and left.

When I arrived at the door of the video hall, I happened to see the other two companions who were waiting outside coming over with a gas tank.

Unscrew the valve and throw directly into the fire.

The group of five quickly got back into the van and left their fellow Taoist who had just finished having fun on the side of the road.

The car had just driven a short distance when a loud noise suddenly came from the video room behind it, and the glass of the doors and windows was shattered.

The same scene was being played out in Deng Guangrong's other nine video rooms.

Tonight in Sau Mau Ping is destined to be a sleepless night.

(End of this chapter)