Hong Kong Movie: At the beginning, Big Boss B asked me to draw the death lottery

Chapter 157 Vietnamese refugees? Just rats in the street!

"You loser, you good-for-nothing!"

Recently, several high-ranking police officers in our police force have died in the line of duty!

Does our Hong Kong Island Police Force still have any dignity left?!

The following morning, after arriving at the police station, Cai Yuanqi immediately reprimanded Li Mingda, the deputy commissioner of police in charge of operations!
Li Mingda waited until Cai Yuanqi had vented his anger before approaching him to speak, seeing Cai Yuanqi go to his desk to get his teacup.

"Officer Choi, have you calmed down yet?"

"no!"

Upon hearing this, Cai Yuanqi put the teacup he had just brought to his lips down.

"Who was the head of the PTU team in Wan Chai who was in charge of following Zhao Junle last night? He should be suspended immediately and sent to Yuen Long to guard the Shui Shui Reservoir!"
Furthermore, find out exactly who killed Zhao Junle!

As Cai Yuanqi had planned, what happened at Silvermine Bay last night was exactly what he expected.

Hengyao Security opened fire, killing more than twenty Vietnamese men at the scene, which was enough to cause a sensation in international media.

But because of Zhao Junle's death, Cai Yuanqi felt as if a delicious soup had been served to him. Just as he was about to taste it, he discovered that there was a rat dropping in the soup!
Cai Yuanqi didn't have many confidants, but through his cultivation over the years, they all held important positions in the police force.

Previously, Ho Kwok-ching was slated to succeed Lee Man-bun at the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB).

Hu Tianwen, who was shot and killed by "Fat Man Lai" at Kwong Wah Hospital, had been Li Mingda's deputy in the Operations Department for two years.

Li Mingda is nearing retirement age. If he perseveres for another two years, the people his superiors will be drawn to will be his loyal confidants.

Finally, a stroke of luck came when David and others who had finally made it to the Political Department met with misfortune. Cai Yuanqi then placed his trusted confidant, Zhao Junle, into the Political Department, a move that can be described as being entrusted with a mission during a time of crisis.

He also took the opportunity to express his loyalty to the foreigners.

It can be said that as long as these people don't die and are trained step by step, when Cai Yuanqi steps down from his position as the top cop, the Hong Kong Island Police Force will still be his private domain!

Unfortunately, all of them are now dead...

Time doesn't allow Cai Yuanqi to cultivate so many outstanding confidants anymore. Perhaps in a few more years, he will be removed from his position as the top leader.

How could Cai Yuanqi not be furious?
"Officer Choi, what else is there to investigate?"

The gun was found in the hands of the Vietnamese guys; these Vietnamese guys are absolutely lawless!

"I think the most urgent thing is to quickly find the Vietnamese who escaped from Silvermine Bay."

"Li Mingda! I know you're retiring and don't want to take on too much responsibility!"

But I warn you, if you wear this police uniform for a day, you must be loyal to your duty for that day.

"Since you're holding such a position without doing anything, I wouldn't mind writing a transfer request for you. You might as well give up your position and let someone more capable do it!"

Cai Yuanqi was clearly still angry.

However, Li Mingda did not take his warning to heart.

“Inspector Choi, it’s no use getting angry at me.”

I advised you against transferring the Vietnamese children from the White Rock Refugee Camp to Silvermine Bay, and you signed the transfer report yourself. Now you're blaming me? Isn't that a bit unreasonable?

Despite his retort, Li Mingda still took out a report that had been delivered by the Evidence Department that morning and handed it to Cai Yuanqi in an attempt to calm him down.

“Inspector Cai, there are some suspicious points about the things you arranged.”

The evidence department found the handgun that Zhao Junle had been robbed of, but according to the investigation, the handgun only had the fingerprints of the Vietnamese guy.

This doesn't make sense. Logically, Zhao Junle's sidearm should have his fingerprints on it.

As he spoke, Li Mingda feigned suspicion and asked Cai Yuanqi.

"Officer Choi, does the Vietnamese guy have some kind of germaphobia?"
Did they kill Zhao Junle, then steal his gun, and then clean it before using it?

Even without raising this question, Cai Yuanqi could have guessed how Zhao Junle died.

But as I said before, case handling relies on evidence, and the court adheres to the principle of presumption of innocence!

Right now, the only evidence is that Zhao Junle died at the hands of the Vietnamese guy, and that the Vietnamese guy is already dead.

Clearly, Li Mingda was throwing a difficult problem at Cai Yuanqi—you're the one who caused this, and you think you can investigate it? Then tell me how to investigate.
Cai Yuanqi snatched the report from the Evidence Department, glanced at it a few times, and then calmed down a little.

He sat down, picked up his teacup, and took a sip of water.

Then he said, "At 10:30 this morning, I will be holding a press conference here at the police station."

"You'll come with me to give the presentation to those reporters. You know what to say to them, right?"

Upon hearing that it was a leisurely task like giving a report, Li Mingda immediately smiled.

"Of course, Mr. Cai strongly condemns Hengyao Real Estate's atrocities."

Legal principles are inseparable from human sentiment. Our Hong Kong society shouldn't only have the rule of law, but also humanistic care.

……

Bijia Mountain, within He Yaozong's villa area.

Big D, with two bandages wrapped around his head, was sitting in the restaurant, bragging to Ho Yiu-chung.

“I was pretty brave last night, but those Vietnamese guys came over, each one as fierce as a mad dog, and they wanted to come up and dump the oil from the bulldozer.”

I was the one who took the lead, ready to lead the men to do something with them.

After the security company personnel opened fire, I decided not to go any further.

"I was just about to leave when someone hit me on the head with a rock. Luckily, I was wearing a helmet, otherwise I would have at least had a concussion!"

Big D looked quite comical; in reality, he had only scraped his forehead.

However, in order to show off in front of He Yaozong, he insisted that the doctor spray half a bottle of mercurochrome on his forehead and then solemnly apply a bandage to stop the bleeding.

Before dawn, he drove to Bijia Mountain to tell He Yaozong about his hard work and great achievements the night before.

"I hope you really get a concussion."

He Yaozong looked at Big D and couldn't help but sneer.

Seeing that Big D looked puzzled, He Yaozong explained with a smile.

"Last night, when the Vietnamese guys rushed up, our construction team didn't have many brothers injured, but a lot of their machines were smashed."

Machines, after all, can't compare to people. If the head of your business department suffers a serious injury, the resulting public opinion might be slightly more favorable to us.

Big D opened his mouth slightly, and finally answered.

"Should we get someone to hit me on the head again?"
"At least fake a minor injury, so you can play the victim in front of the media."

"You believe me just like that? You're crazy!"

He Yaozong leaned back in his chair, lit a cigarette, and then spoke.

"Public opinion is something that can't be controlled by just playing the victim!"
Did you know that the Police Department announced a large press conference to be held in Wan Chai at 10:00 AM this morning?

"I know! That's why I came to you to discuss countermeasures."

"What's there to discuss? Just wait and see. These reporters will finish their interviews at the police station and then turn around and ask to interview me."

So I suggest that if you don't have anything planned for today, you should stay home and not go out.

To avoid being harassed by reporters and not knowing how to answer their questions!

Big D quickly nodded: "Okay! I'll stay here with you today, I'm not even going home!"

"Then you can stay here and enjoy your tea. Lunch will be provided."

After saying that, He Yaozong got up and was about to walk outside.

Big D couldn't help but ask, "Hey, aren't you staying here?"

Those reporters are really difficult to deal with!

He Yaozong did not respond, but left Big D with a resolute back view and walked towards the garden outside.

This morning, the first person to call He Yaozong was his advisor, Su, who said he had some important matters to report to him in person.

Just as Big D was having dim sum with him at the restaurant, Master Su was already waiting in the garden.

“Master Su, there are no outsiders here. Just say what you need to say.”

Upon arriving at the pavilion in the garden, He Yaozong waved his hand, gesturing for his clerk, Su, who had stood up, to sit down, and said this.

The advisor, Su, nodded and immediately began to speak.

“Mr. He, they called me at 4:30 this morning.”

Shi...Shi Yong asked me to tell you that he also doesn't want to see Vietnamese people settle on Hong Kong Island!
This morning the Police Force will be holding a press conference in Wan Chai. He suggested that you hold your own press conference after the Police Force's press conference concludes!

He Yaozong nodded, understanding that someone was worried he wouldn't be able to survive and was coming to his rescue.

"I'll leave this matter to you to arrange. The press conference will be held at 5 p.m. at the Longjiang Hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui!"

"Mr. He, what they mean is... that you should act sooner rather than later to seize the initiative in public opinion."

He'll arrange for a reporter from the newspaper to go there for you!

"Then please tell him that those reporters who conducted the interviews also need to get some fresh air!"
Especially the BBC journalists; they've come all the way from Britain. Wouldn't it be too disheartening to not let them join in the fun?

"Oh? Should we...should we invite a BBC reporter over?"

He Yaozong sneered: "Of course!"

……

At 12:30 pm, after holding a press conference at the police station, Cai Yuanqi returned to the police station's lounge without even having lunch, and turned on the television with a group of senior police officers.

As he expected, major Hong Kong television stations such as TVB and ATV are now broadcasting this press conference.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, today's major evening newspapers will likely feature headlines reporting on Hengyao Real Estate's inhumane massacre of Silvermine Bay.

Within half a day at most, public opinion will take hold internationally, at which point the Hong Kong British government will have every opportunity to deport Ho Yiu-chung for violating the Refugee Convention signed by the United Kingdom!
After reading the news, Cai Yuanqi returned to his office with satisfaction.

Since the first leaders of the Number Gang and the Sun Kee were expelled from Hong Kong by the British government forty years ago, few triad leaders have received such treatment. Just as Cai Yuanqi was about to change his clothes and go for afternoon tea, someone knocked on the door.

"Sir, Liu Jianming from the Intelligence Section requests an audience!"

"Enter!"

As soon as Liu Jianming entered, he saluted Cai Yuanqi. Only after Cai Yuanqi returned the salute did Liu Jianming close the door again.

"Mr. Choi, just now, a group of reporters from TVB, ATV, and BBC were invited by Hengyao Real Estate."

They are also holding a press conference in Tsim Sha Tsui, especially TVB, which is preparing to suspend all afternoon programming to broadcast the press conference held by Hengyao Real Estate live.

"What is TVB up to? Who gave this order?!"

"It seems to be Sir Shaw!"

Upon hearing the name Sir Shao, Cai Yuanqi was slightly taken aback, and his face immediately darkened.

"If it's an interview, then it's an interview. Why do you have to do a live broadcast?"

Are Ho Yiu-chung and Sir Shaw very close?!

Liu Jianming simply shook his head blankly.

"Officer Choi, I don't know about that."

"Alright, by the way, during this time, your intelligence department should continue to keep a close eye on He Yaozong and his group."

"Any news, no need to report to the CSD, report directly to me!"

"Yes sir!"

After Liu Jianming left, Cai Yuanqi quickly picked up the landline phone on the table.

He had already keenly sensed something, opened the drawer, pulled out a phone book, and dialed a number directly.

The call was quickly answered.

"Hello, this is Choi Yuen-ki from the Hong Kong Island Police Department. Please pick up Sir Shaw for me!"

"Oh, it's Sir Choi. I'm sorry, Sir Shaw is currently playing golf with guests and may not be able to connect with you for a short time."

"Which stadium is he at? I'll go find him myself!"

"This one……"

"It's a police operation!"

Seeing the vague response from the person on the other end of the phone, Cai Yuanqi couldn't help but get angry.

Now is a critical moment. Following Wei Yixin's instructions, he set up this trap from beginning to end, sacrificing so many trusted confidants.

If anything goes wrong again, the British might start to doubt their own abilities!
"Alright then, Mr. Cai, Mr. Shao is at Clearwater Bay Golf Club."

However, I can't contact him now, and I'm not sure whether Mr. Shao would be willing to see you..."

bang-

Cai Yuanqi hung up the phone immediately and then told his assistant to go downstairs to get the car.

He put the suit he had just taken off back on the bed, tidied himself up in front of the office mirror, and then rushed downstairs.

It was 1:05 PM at Clearwater Bay Golf Club.

A Mercedes-Benz with license plate number 001 was parked in front of the club.

Upon seeing the license plate, the doorman responsible for greeting the driver quickly ran to the car with a smile.

"Sir, is this official business or an appointment?"

"Idiot, if I'm here on official business, I'll definitely have ICAC people following me around!"

"Where is Sir Shaw? Take me to him!"

Cai Yuanqi got out of the car and didn't give the doorman a friendly look.

This put the doorman in a difficult position.

"Excuse me, sir, Sir Shaw is meeting with a very important guest."

He had already given instructions that no one was allowed to disturb him now.

"Then go and report it. Say that Commissioner of Police Cai Yuanqi is coming in person and wants to talk to him about something!"

"Okay, I'll send someone over right away!"

Before long, the doorman who had come to greet them earlier ran back.

"Sir, Sir Shaw would like to invite you to sit in the VIP room upstairs for a while."

He said he'd come see you after playing a few rounds with the guests.

Helpless, Cai Yuanqi had no choice but to let the doorman lead him upstairs to the VIP room.

This wait lasted quite a while.

It wasn't until 2:20 p.m. that the big boss of TVB finally arrived, smiling as he pushed open the door to the VIP room.

"Ouch, Officer Cai!"
I remember the last time we met was at the police fundraising dinner last year.

Why did you suddenly decide to contact me today? What brings you here?

"Sir Shao, to be honest, I have something very important to discuss with you."

"But your golf swing took way too long; I've been waiting for ages!"

Cai Yuanqi had been waiting impatiently for a long time, and inevitably harbored some resentment.

However, the British knight sitting opposite him still had a smiling face.

"Officer Cai, it's all the people here's fault for not knowing the rules."

They just said someone from the police department came to see me, but didn't say it was Officer Tsai who had graced me with his presence.

"If I had known it was you coming in person, I would have come here to see you much sooner!"

Cai Yuanqi simply waved his hand.

"Forget it, Sir Shao, let's not talk about these empty words."

"Let me get straight to the point. I heard that your TVB is planning a live broadcast this afternoon in Tsim Sha Tsui?"

"That's right!"

Do you know what will be broadcast this afternoon?

"Hengyao Real Estate's explanation regarding the suppression of the Vietnamese refugee riots in Silvermine Bay."

Officer Cai, this is big news! News is time-sensitive; whoever reports it first will reap the benefits!
I had the TV crew go to the scene to do a live broadcast, precisely to ensure the timeliness of the news!

Cai Yuanqi nodded: "It is big news, that's for sure. I know that all the reporters in Hong Kong Island are now trying their best to get to Tsim Sha Tsui to cover the story."

However, Sir Shaw, don't you think it's highly inappropriate for Hengyao Real Estate to hold this press conference via livestream?

Cai Yuanqi pronounced the three words "Sir Shao" with exceptional clarity, as if reminding the tycoon opposite him to recognize his own identity.

Unexpectedly, the only response he received was a bland question.

"What's wrong?"

"What if someone from Hengyao Real Estate says something wrong?"

"Then report it truthfully. When a TV station broadcasts news, it must reflect the real situation."

Sir Shao!

Cai Yuanqi couldn't help but intensify his tone.

"Don't forget your identity. You are a knight, a lower-ranking knight bestowed upon you by the Queen herself!"

This is an honor that countless Chinese people have longed for but could only dream of in the past century!

"I know, but what does this have to do with TVB reporting the news?"

Seeing that the tycoon in front of him was still pretending to be stupid, Cai Yuanqi suddenly felt something was wrong, and a dark cloud settled over his heart.

The tycoon opposite him smiled and spoke again.

"Officer Cai, my friend is waiting for me at the golf course. If you're interested, why don't you come and play a couple of rounds with me?"

"No need!"

Knowing that the other party was telling him to leave, Cai Yuanqi stood up immediately, having no intention of lingering any longer.

He had a vague feeling that the press conference in Tsim Sha Tsui that afternoon would completely destroy all the effort he had put in.

We should hurry up and discuss this with Wei Yixin, and it would be best to issue an expulsion order against He Yaozong.

The scope of this matter seems to be getting further and further out of his control. If he is not careful, he may not be able to protect himself as the Commissioner of Police!

Inside a villa in Block B of Bijia Mountain, He Yaozong was discussing something with Qiu Gang'ao in a study.

"Ah Ao, are all the paparazzi we sent out in position?"

"Everyone is in position. Sixty-six of those Vietnamese guys who ran away from Silvermine Bay are currently being watched by our men."

"Good! Continue to increase manpower to keep an eye on them, and don't let them fall into the hands of the police for now."

But remember, I will not allow these Vietnamese to find a single bite to eat on Hong Kong Island, nor will I allow them to drink a single drop of clean water!

He Yaozong's face was filled with a murderous intent.

"When these Vietnamese guys get so hungry they start stealing and robbing, then you can have your men take control of the situation!"
Remember this: make sure these Vietnamese bastards become rats that everyone wants to beat!

(End of this chapter)