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

Chapter 197 is both a condition and a threat.

When Hod hung up the phone, his palms were sweaty.

He stared at the document on his desk concerning the New Territories North development plan, his temples throbbing.

If this document were exposed by the media, it wouldn't actually have a significant impact on him. After all, it's nothing new for foreigners to take money since Hong Kong opened to foreign trade.

The ICAC is directly loyal to the Governor's Office. If it can control the Chinese, how could it control the Chief Secretary?
But now is the time for foreigners to work hard to build their reputation in Hong Kong!
Even if Hodgson was a thousand times unwilling, he didn't want to tarnish the reputation of the Hong Kong British government just as he was about to hand over the reins!

More importantly—he didn't know if He Yaozong had any more damaging information...

"Damn yellow-skinned man!"

Huo cursed through gritted teeth, but had to admit that He Yaozong had played a brilliant move.

He walked out of his office and called to his secretary, "Prepare the car immediately, I'm going to see the Governor!"

Thirty minutes later, Hodgson stood in the study of the Governor's House, facing Wilson, who was enjoying tea.

Clearly, after freeing himself from the shackles of his mind, the Governor of Hong Kong found his life much more comfortable.

"Hord, you've finally been defeated!"

Wei Yixin put down his teacup, his voice tinged with exhaustion.

Hod loosened his tie: "I didn't expect him to choose to retaliate in kind."

Sir, Ho Yiu-chung has not only materials on Ho Chun-yan, but also those related to our dealings with Lee Ka-shing in the New Territories North development plan…”

Wei Yixin tapped his fingers lightly on the table, the rhythm slow and heavy: "There is an old saying in the East, 'To forge iron, one must be strong oneself.'"

Clearly, neither of us is suited to give He Yaozong a lecture; on this land, there isn't a single true idealist among the British!

Hord nodded: "I think we should...make some compromises before things escalate!"

"compromise?"

Wei Yixin suddenly laughed: "Hod, we are losing this place."

First the economy, then the judiciary, and now even the police force is in danger!

However, I must remind you that you are the one making the compromises; this has nothing to do with me!

Hod was silent for a moment: "At least on the surface, Lu Minghua is still loyal to Her Majesty the Queen..."

"Stop deceiving yourself. Do you know what it means for Hong Kong people to govern Hong Kong?"

Even if Lu Minghua were loyal to Mazu, he would never be loyal to the Queen!

Hod gritted his teeth: "But Ho Yiu-chung's conditions are very clear—Luk Ming-wah will continue to serve as Commissioner of Police, and Ho Chun-yan must step down."

"That idiot He Junren!"

Wei Yixin suddenly turned around, a flash of anger in his eyes. He could no longer pretend to be a gentleman.

"If I didn't have so few capable people at my disposal, why would I let such useless people interfere in ICAC affairs!"

"It's too late to say all this now."

Hod wiped the sweat from his brow; he knew Wei Yixin was trying to shift the blame for himself.

"The media has been reporting on his scandal extensively, and if we don't cut ties soon..."

Wei Yixin raised his hand to interrupt him: "Hode, you figure it out yourself!"

I can be frank with you, I've already drafted my resignation. I don't want to stay here a single day longer. Get ready to welcome the new Governor!

Huo De paused for a moment, then nodded: "After all, He Junren has done so many things for us over the years. If we completely abandon him, I'm afraid it will discourage many people..."

"Then make him disappear!"

Wei Yixin coldly replied: "He took a boat to Taiwan and then transferred to London. Does he need someone to teach him something so simple?!"

"understand!"

Huo De hesitated for a moment, then sighed and looked at Wei Yixin.

"Governor, are you... really considering submitting your resignation ahead of schedule?"

Wei Yixin's gaze deepened: "Hode, do you think I would joke about something like this?"
While I'm still at Government House, you should make arrangements for the final retreat..."
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At the same moment, in the ICAC's interrogation room, Lu Minghua sat upright.

The coffee in front of him had gone cold, but he hadn't touched it.

When the investigation director pushed open the door with an unnatural smile on his face, Lu Minghua knew that the storm had passed.

"Director Lu, after further investigation, we have confirmed that the evidence against you is insufficient."

The investigation director handed over a document and then bowed to Lu Minghua.

"You may leave now."

Lu Minghua slowly stood up and straightened his suit: "My service weapon and identification?"

"It has been returned to the police department."

The investigation director avoided his gaze: "The car is waiting for you downstairs!"

As Lu Minghua stepped out of the ICAC building, the sunlight was so bright that he squinted.

The car with license plate number one stopped in front of the ICAC. Lu Minghua got in and immediately gave instructions to the driver.

"Let's go to Bijia Mountain!"

……

Twenty minutes later, in the restaurant of Bijia Mountain Villa.

Ho Yiu-chung handed Luk Ming-wah a glass of whiskey: "Luk sir, calm down!"

Lu Minghua took the wine glass, took a small sip, and then put the glass aside.

"Thank you very much, Mr. He!"

"You are Welcome."

He Yaozong lit a cigarette, exhaled a smoke ring, and then asked again.

"Officer Lu, if I may ask a question that's not appropriate, what are your plans next?"

Lu Minghua gave a wry smile: "Does Mr. He have any insights?"

He Yaozong laughed, making no attempt to hide it.

“Inspector Lu, if I may be so bold, your previous approach was too lenient.”

You should know that, in essence, the police force is the largest violent institution on Hong Kong Island.

The Commissioner of Police must have the decisiveness of a top leader. The system of coercive measures is especially crucial. If you don't take swift and decisive action to discipline the police force, you're allowing the pro-British faction to grow stronger, which would be a disaster for the future of Hong Kong!

Lu Minghua frowned: "Disaster?"

"That's right. Your police force's senior officers should know more about the Double Ten incident than I do."

Imagine if, in the future, the scoundrels causing trouble on Hong Kong Island were replaced by loyal lackeys of the British colonial government, and your police force was riddled with holes by foreign infiltration—wouldn't that be a disaster for Hong Kong Island?

Ho Yiu-chung continued, "I know I'm not qualified to teach you how to do things, but this is a given fact. You know better than anyone what the consequences would be for Hong Kong if this happened!"
Let me put it even more bluntly: at that point, Hong Kong Island, and your Hong Kong police force, will be caught in the middle, hated by both sides!

……

Lu Minghua's conversation with He Yaozong at Bijia Mountain lasted for a full two hours.

At 1 p.m. sharp, Lu Minghua returned to the police station, changed his clothes, and without a moment's rest, summoned Liu Jiehui, who was in charge of personnel, and issued four personnel transfer orders in a row!

Each of these four personnel transfer orders directly targets the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB).

One of the letters was personally delivered to the office of the O-Division supervisor after Lu Minghua had signed it.

When the members of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau saw Lu Minghua, his face ashen, holding the transfer order, personally walk into Zhou Qiming's office, they all whispered among themselves—the Grim Reaper has arrived…

"Due to work requirements, I am being transferred to the position of Chief of the Equipment Management Section of the Logistics Department, effective immediately..."

As Zhou Qiming read the transfer order, his expression grew increasingly grim.

He had just thought he had finally made it, and before he could even express his gratitude to the Governor's House, Lu Minghua had kicked him from a core department to a lowly office?!

He stood up abruptly, the chair scraping against the floor with a screeching sound.

"Inspector Lu, aren't you being a bit too hasty?"

"What do you mean by 'hasty'? Your work experience in the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) is insufficient. The position of OCTB supervisor is crucial, and you are not qualified for it!"

Lu Minghua didn't give Zhou Qiming any chance to explain, and simply pointed outside the office.

"Pack your things immediately and report to the management section!"

If you think this job isn't easy enough, you can apply to work as a reservoir guard in Yuen Long!

Lu Minghua did not give Zhou Qiming any face at all. The people in the Political Department were nominally under the jurisdiction of the Police Department, but in fact, their direct superior was the Fifth Military Intelligence Bureau.

Lu Minghua had no reason to give face to people who came from the Political Department.

After issuing his ultimatum to Zhou Qiming, Lu Minghua didn't waste any more words and left the office. Ring ring ring—

Almost a second after Lu Minghua left, the phone on his desk rang.

Zhou Qiming picked up the receiver with a sense of loss, and a familiar voice came from the other end.

"I am Hord!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was unusually serious: "Accept the transfer order, and don't cause trouble!"

Zhou Qiming clenched his fist, his nails digging deep into his palm: "Why?"

"For the sake of the overall situation!"

"Hord sighed: "Remember, you remain loyal to the Queen!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Qiming slumped back into his chair.

The transfer order, personally delivered by the top leader, on the table seemed so glaringly conspicuous...

In the office of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau's A Division, Liao Zhizong was processing documents for a drug case.

When he was called to the director's office, he thought he was there to report on the progress of the case.

"sit!"

Lu Minghua pointed to the chair opposite him, and Liao Zhizong sat down properly, but his heart was filled with anxiety.

Recently, the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) has arrested a lot of people from Wo Luen Shing Wo. Is the higher-ups not satisfied?

Or is it that Zhou Qiming was just dealt with by the top leader, and now he's going to suffer the consequences too?
Lu Minghua pushed a document over: "After discussion among the senior police officers, it has been decided that, upon the recommendation of Li Wenbin, the former head of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB), you will take over as head of the OCTB, effective immediately!"

Liao Zhizong's eyes widened, and for a moment he couldn't believe his ears.

“Me? Sir! I…”

"You have worked in the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau for many years. In terms of both experience and ability, you are fully capable of taking on the supervisor position!"
"No need to be modest. I'll organize a meeting for your Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) staff when we get back. If you encounter any difficulties, feel free to come and report to me anytime."

Liao Zhizong took a deep breath, and for a moment he felt like he was dreaming.

But he didn't hesitate any longer and quickly stood up and gave a proper salute.

"Thank you for your guidance, Director! I will do my best to live up to your expectations!"

When he walked out of the director's office, his steps were a little unsteady.

This promotion came too suddenly and too unbelievably.

But what shocked him even more was what followed—the personnel adjustment notice that afternoon included not only his promotion but also a series of dazzling changes.

The former head of the B team of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) has been transferred to head the A team; Chen Yongren of the A team has been promoted to senior inspector; Fei Sha has temporarily taken over as head of the B team.

That afternoon, the Intelligence Bureau also received a transfer order, with Superintendent Lau Kin-ming being transferred to the Security Department, still in charge of intelligence work.

When Chen Yongren received his promotion notice, he was sitting in the archives room, complaining to Fei Sha, who was also doing nothing.

When the personnel department delivered the transfer order, they read out Chen Yongren's transfer order first, and Chen Yongren immediately jumped up from his chair in excitement.

"A senior inspector?!"

Chen Yongren was afraid he had misheard. Since returning from his undercover mission, apart from a brief period of glory, almost no one in the entire Organized Crime and Triad Bureau had ever treated him as one of their own.

But now things are different. He is qualified to lead his own team, to build his own network, and finally, he is qualified to shine in the police profession he loves!
"Hey! Why are you so excited?"
"It's just giving you an extra team to lead. Back when you worked in Tsim Sha Tsui, I heard you had hundreds of people working for you. Wasn't that more prestigious than leading a team at the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau?"

Fei Sha's words sounded somewhat sarcastic, but the officer reading the transfer order glanced at Fei Sha and immediately revealed a sly smile.

"Officer Sha, don't be so quick to discourage others."

"Working in the archives must be tough, right? If you're really unhappy, could you buy me a few drinks tonight?"

"Drink your mother's stinky drink! Do you think I look happy?"
Damn! There was this idiot who was stuck in the archives with me, but now…”

Before Fat Sha could finish speaking, the officer reading the transfer order decided not to keep him in suspense any longer.

"Fei Sha, your group leader from Group B has been transferred to Group A. From today onwards, you will be in charge of Group B."

If you get promoted to Superintendent next year, you'll be the leader of Team B!

"What? Don't make fun of me!"

Fei Sha was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stood up and looked at the dismantling in front of him.

"The transfer order is right here, take a look for yourself!"

He snatched the transfer order, glanced at it from head to toe, and then grinned so wide that his fat face squeezed his eyes shut.

"Oh no! I need to go back and offer sacrifices to the gods!"
"Hey buddy, don't even mention having a couple of drinks tonight, I'll cover your late-night snacks for the whole month!"

As the most senior sheriff in Group B, Fat Sha originally thought that this was how his life would be.

He never imagined that he could go from a police sergeant to solving several major cases and eventually be promoted to inspector and senior inspector.

In less than a year, I was unexpectedly entrusted with an important task again, temporarily serving as the leader of Group B!
Although it is only temporary, it is already a tremendous opportunity.

"Hey Fatty, congratulations!"
From now on, the entire Yau Tsim Mong district will be under your control, even more powerful than when I was in Tsim Sha Tsui!

Chen Yongren stepped forward at the opportune moment and joined in the teasing.

Fatty scratched the back of his head, grinning from ear to ear: "What a pity. If I had been the acting team leader two years earlier, I might have already taken down Han Chen, and you wouldn't have had to be an undercover agent in Tsim Sha Tsui for so many years!"

"Hahaha--"

A burst of cheerful laughter echoed through the archives, especially from Chen Yongren, who hadn't laughed so heartily in many years...

The most dramatic reaction came from Lau Kin-ming. When he saw the notice that he had been transferred to the Security Department, his first thought was—he had been exposed. As Han Chen's undercover agent in the police force, any personnel change terrified him.

On the same day as the personnel upheaval in the police force, Ho Chun-yan's office was searched by the ICAC.

When he received a call from Hodgson, who told him he had to leave Hong Kong immediately, he collapsed onto the sofa.

"Are there no other options?"

Ho Chun-yan's voice trembled: "Scandals can be covered up. I can hold a press conference to apologize and resign voluntarily..."

"Don't be naive!"

Huo De's tone was icy: "If you don't leave before 10 p.m., once the ICAC comes knocking, you really won't be able to leave!"
Why don't you go to England and observe how things develop? Perhaps one day you can return to Hong Kong Island..."

After hanging up the phone, He Junren sat there blankly for a long time.

Is it really possible for them to come back?
The answer must be no!

But He Junren didn't know that he didn't need to come back at all.

Because he simply couldn't reach Britain, the thousand-mile stretch of water between Hong Kong Island and Taiwan would be his final resting place...

As evening fell, Ho Yiu-chung stood in a conference room on the top floor of a skyscraper in Central, overlooking the night view of Victoria Harbour.

Behind him, Lee Chiu-kei, president of the Hong Kong Island Chamber of Commerce, was leisurely sipping his tea.

"Mr. He, you've made quite a stir this time."

Li Zhaoji put down his teacup and said meaningfully.

He Yaozong turned around with a smile: "Mr. Li, you flatter me. I, He Yaozong, have always been upright and honest in my dealings."

Li Zhaoji chuckled: "Upright and honest? In one day, the ICAC commissioner stepped down, the police force underwent a major reshuffle, and even Wei Yixin had to give in... Mr. He, you have some impressive skills."

He Yaozong sat down opposite Li Zhaoji: "Enough of the small talk, Mr. Li. I'm here today to talk about the Chamber of Commerce."

A hint of wariness flashed in Li Zhaoji's eyes: "Mr. He, don't joke. You've pushed us real estate developers to this point, and now you're talking to us about the Chamber of Commerce. As the president of the Hong Kong Island Chamber of Commerce, I still have some face to save!"

He Yaozong ignored Li Zhaoji's subtext and just spoke to himself.

"I am preparing to establish the 'Hong Kong Business Federation' and hope that Mr. Li can serve as its honorary president!"
Of course, Mr. Li need not worry. My Housing Estate Relief Department will not get involved in commercial real estate. Whatever interests we threatened before, that's the end of it!

Li Zhaoji visibly relaxed, but quickly became tense again.

Why don't they touch their cheese?

According to He Yaozong, if he doesn't agree, will Hengyao then extend its reach into the commercial real estate sector in the future?

This was both the condition offered by He Yaozong and the threat he posed!

So Li Zhaoji quickly changed his clothes and changed his expression: "Mr. He, you should have said so earlier. Since it doesn't involve the real estate industry, joining the Chamber of Commerce is naturally no problem!"
"It's incredibly kind of you that you came all this way to talk to me in person today. Do you need my help to persuade the others?"

"That would be perfect!"

He Yaozong smiled knowingly, then raised his teacup: "Let's use tea instead of wine, Chairman Li, wishing each other a pleasant cooperation in advance?"

As the two clinked glasses, the lights of Victoria Harbour outside the window shone brightly, as if it were daytime.

In a stretch of water in Wan Chai, a speedboat that had come to pick up Ho Chun-yan was speeding toward the pier.

Above the pier, He Junren looked on expectantly.

A sea breeze swept by, and Ho Chun-yan became a little more awake. He looked up at the colorful neon lights on both sides of Victoria Harbour, and his eyes were filled with reluctance and sorrow...

(End of this chapter)