Hong Kong films: Drawing lots to determine death? I'll send the boss to the Western Paradise.

Chapter 286 "275" Doctor

At the same time, Han Bin, accompanied by several bodyguards, arrived at the spot where Big B had his last late-night snack.

Meet the food stall owner directly in his office.

"Don't be so nervous, I'm not going to eat you, right?" Han Bin crossed his legs and looked at the cautious boss across from him, taking the initiative.

Even if gangsters are rich, they generally don't eat at luxury hotels.

Having lived here for so many years, I've gotten used to the lively atmosphere of the food stalls, especially since the boss often has to lead a group of people.

Not everyone is as rich as Nan Zheng.

Therefore, most people go to roadside stalls or open-air food stalls for entertainment.

Han Bin was aware of this as well, and never thought that the boss would be the murderer or accomplice who killed Big B. It was probably just a coincidence.

At least this is still Taipa.

The sphere of influence of Hung Hing.

"Sir, the police have already come to see me after that customer died. Is there anything else?" the boss asked nervously.

"Nothing, I just wanted to ask again, was there anything unusual when Big B came to your place before?" Han Bin asked casually.

"Something's wrong?" The boss thought for a moment:
"I'm not too sure, because most of the work here is done by the staff, and I rarely come here... But that customer must be a regular. I see that my staff are quite familiar with him."

They were always arm in arm, like brothers, and there were no conflicts between them.

Even if it were true, I wouldn't know, since I'm just a restaurant owner.

"Hmm." Han Bin nodded in satisfaction.

"Did you ask your employees how Big B died that night?"

"He was stabbed to death!" the boss said directly.

"I just got back from the police station. It seems the forensic team has confirmed it... As for how he was stabbed to death, I really don't know, because he was killed after he left the food stall."

"Before this, were there any suspicious people here?" Han Bin raised an eyebrow.

"I don't believe that Big B would be taken down just by leaving this late-night food stall."

"If that's true, then it can only prove one thing—you're also the murderer!"

"No, I didn't." The boss broke out in a cold sweat, and seeing Han Bin's fierce look, his heart tightened again.

My mind is still racing.

Han Bin smoked a cigarette, not caring about anything else, and quietly watched him think.

He has actually identified the group of people who lost money gambling at MGM Resorts International; there were about a dozen of them, and they all spoke Mandarin.

The casino was given a fake name as well.

They had no idea who the other party was, which is why they needed to come and investigate.

As for surveillance...

This thing is just for show; it only proves they were here, but it doesn't confirm who they were.

Of course, if the other party were to return to the casino, Han Bin might still recognize them.

But what if they don't come...

Then you really won't be able to find it anywhere in the world.

Just then, the owner suddenly said, "I remember now! I remember! Because there were too many customers and I was too busy, I briefly helped out in the store."

Back then, I saw a group of men in suits come here for a late-night snack, about a dozen of them, both men and women...

They were different from the other guests because they were all dressed in suits and spoke politely, which made an impression on me.

"Tell me about it, continue," Han Bin said with great interest.

I was also thinking to myself, and it was probably them.

why?
Just like the boss said, a group of people dressed in suits and followed by more than a dozen others actually came to a food stall for a late-night snack?

What's the difference between this and a rich person sleeping in a beggar's hut?
I've never seen a company organize a team-building event and then go back to eat at a roadside stall.

If you ruin your suit, you'll have to buy a new one.

It costs at least several thousand yuan per piece.

"I don't quite understand what they're saying. After all, I'm from Guangdong, and they speak Mandarin, so it's unfamiliar to me..."

However, I always hear people mentioning two words frequently.

doctor."

"A doctor?" Han Bin raised an eyebrow.

"Yes." The boss nodded.
"I don't know if they want to see a doctor or if they are professional doctors, but they often use these two words."

"Apart from that, I'm not aware of any other matters or information."

"This is the only somewhat suspicious person."

"I'm leaving." Upon hearing this, Han Bin immediately got up and left the office.

I knew in my heart that they were the ones.

The casino was also staffed with men and women in suits, and the food stalls were similarly staffed with roughly the same number of people.

How big is Haojiang? There's no way you could run into two groups of people at the same time.

Therefore, Han Bin concluded that this was the group of people who killed Big B.

The key word is doctor.

Upon returning to MGM Entertainment, Han Bin immediately summoned Fei Zai Jun:
"Go check the major hospitals and doctors in Macau and see if they have any team-building activities recently. Focus on the major private hospitals, especially those that arrange treatment for wealthy people."

"Also, go and find out who has the nickname 'Doctor'."

"Boss, do you suspect that someone related to 'the doctor' took down Big B?" Fei Zai Jun, who only had one hand left, asked.

Previously in Taiwan, Fei Zai Jun was Han Bin's right-hand man and took the lead in doing things. Later, he had one of his hands broken.

At the time, Han Bin thought he was going to die because he had lost too much blood.

Unexpectedly, Fei Zai Jun was discharged from the hospital just over two months later.

It's still bandaged.

They were lucky to survive.

"It's not a doubt, it's a certainty!" Han Bin said with absolute certainty.

"It's just unclear whether 'doctor' is a profession or a nickname. After all, a dozen or so private doctors can earn millions a year. It's not surprising that they might gamble and kill someone in a fit of rage after losing..."

Another one is the nickname.

Anyone with such a nickname and leading a dozen or so men must be a desperado.

"Okay, I'll go check right away." After learning the reason, Fei Zai Jun didn't waste any words and immediately sent people to inquire about the situation in the underworld.

It has to be said that Han Bin is indeed a seasoned veteran who has been in the business since he was a teenager.

Although he is only in his early thirties, he has a wealth of experience in the ways of the world, and few can match him.

The target was quickly identified.

Then Han Bin summoned another trusted confidant:
"Get me another armored vehicle, and AKs and other stuff ready. Later, we'll smash up He Xin's family's nightclub."

"Mr. Nan is very saddened by Big B's death and wants to find a few people to vent his anger on!"

"Okay." The confidant didn't waste any words and readily agreed.

……

Meanwhile, in a hotel room on Haojiang Street, several young people were watching TV and eating instant noodles.

"Big brother, I have news. An auction is starting in Haojiang in two days, and there's a batch of goods worth thirty million in it," Rabbit said while eating instant noodles.

The doctor crossed his legs and said lazily, "Then have Feifei get ready to act at any time."

"Remember to scout out the location."

"No problem." The rabbit nodded immediately.

"Once this is settled, we'll get back the money we lost at the casino. Then we can go to Hong Kong Island to lay low for a while," the doctor said.

"We failed to bomb the kindergarten before, and the Flying Tigers are still watching. This isn't called laying low, it's like throwing our lives away!" Rabbit said with a grin. In reality, he didn't care much.

Instead, everyone in the room burst into laughter, completely disregarding the Flying Tigers.

After watching the news for a while, the doctor asked again, "When will MGM Entertainment bring their people back?"

"It seems they've already arrived and are searching the streets for the murderer," the rabbit joked.

"I heard they also smashed up Gao Laosi's underground casino and hotel, and they suspect that Big B was the one who did it."

"Looks like we overestimated these gangsters. I thought they'd find out it was us," the doctor said dismissively.

The reason why Big B was taken down was actually because he suspected that the dealers in the casino were cheating.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have taken this risk.

At the time, they had just finished fighting the Flying Tigers on Hong Kong Island and were preparing to flee to Macau. They inadvertently learned that a fishing boat owner was planning to trade pink goods, so they double-crossed him and made more than 20 million.

I had just been assigned to Macau and hadn't even had a chance to enjoy it before I gambled it all away at the casino.

When asked to return half of the money, Big B insisted that he wouldn't give it back.

The doctor said it would be strange if I wasn't angry.

After all, he was a man who had retired from the battlefield, and he still had a dozen or so desperados behind him.

If we don't get rid of him, where will we put our face?

"Since Hung Hing and his group aren't suspecting anything, we can ignore that and just grab the auction items first," the doctor said calmly.
"Having a scapegoat is better than having none."

“Yes.” The rabbit nodded.

"I'll go prepare some more explosives later. If anyone at the auction acts up, I'll send them to their doom!"

They were originally unruly outlaws who had no regard for the law.

If you can't make money, of course you'll rob someone.

Of course, offending Hung Hing would also jeopardize the doctor's plans for two days from now.

But when you're out in the world, you can't be so petty.
If you're angry, you should vent first.

……

At the Venice Hotel, He Xin, who was working, suddenly received a message that his nightclub had been vandalized.

He fell into deep thought at that moment.

"Boss, Liangzheng and her people are so arrogant! They don't even respect us!" The manager stormed in, her face full of resentment.
"Just because of a suspicion, they brought people to smash up our business and even said that Big B was done by our people. They said they would smash up one every day to vent their anger!"

He even said that if anyone dared to renovate, he would not only use gasoline to repair each house, but also burn it down.

These thugs are too arrogant!

"You yourself said they're gangsters. Gangsters, how can they not be arrogant?" He Xin seemed nonchalant.

"But I've never seen such an arrogant gangster before, they're absolutely lawless!"

To be honest, no matter how vicious and ruthless the gangsters are, they can still fight.

That only applies to people in gangs.

They wouldn't dare to use bullying tactics against people of a higher level.

They could be crushed by throwing money at them.

Not to mention someone like He Xin, a big shot who is many levels above even high-level figures.

However, Nan Zheng just kept smashing things up. Not only did she smash things up, she also declared that she would smash up a different place every day until she was happy...

What kind of arrogant gangster is this?
If outsiders heard these words, they would probably be shocked.

After all, the gambling king is no small figure; he is a businessman whom even the top boss of Macau has to treat with respect.

"Do you know the whole story?" He Xin put down his pen and asked.

He was surprisingly calm.

He wasn't angry.

"I heard that a group of people lost tens of millions and were resentful, so Big B was killed. Big B was the manager of MGM Entertainment..." Manager Gao briefly explained the situation.

The event happened too quickly, and much of the information was fragmented.

If Nan Zheng hadn't returned from Southeast Asia because of this incident, the Gao family wouldn't have inquired about it.

"Liang Zheng is using the act of vandalizing my property to tell me that I am definitely not the murderer, but she wants me to investigate the murderer." He Xin's heart stirred, and after thinking about the whole matter, he became slightly annoyed.

They could have easily gotten rid of it with a single sentence, but they insisted on making a fuss.

This guy is really arrogant.

"You can do that?" The executive was completely bewildered.

Seeing the gambling king's calm and composed demeanor only deepened his confusion.

"Boss, our business has been ruined for no reason. Aren't you angry?"

"Angry? What's there to be angry about?" He Xin lit a cigar and said casually.

"I have thousands, if not tens of thousands, of businesses under my management. If I ruined one of them and got angry with each one, wouldn't I be furious?"

"Is this necessary?"

"What we need to do now is solve the problem, not just get angry."

"That's true." The executive nodded.

This is where the understanding and thinking of great figures lie, something that ordinary people can never match.

He Xin thought for a moment, then said, "Since Liang Zheng wants me to help him investigate, then I will help him investigate. I'll also tell him that if he has any problems that he can't handle in the future, he can come to me."

“I, He Xin, will always treat him as an honored guest.”

"Huh?" The executive was dumbfounded.

"Don't you understand? Liang Zheng is doing this because she wants both. She wants to use my connections to find out who the murderer is, but she doesn't want to owe me a favor... But there's no such thing as a free lunch. She'll owe me this favor whether she wants to or not." He Xin flicked his cigarette ash and chuckled.

"I'm a businessman; I won't do anything that doesn't benefit me."

Now the executives understood. Everyone knew that He Xin was aware of Nan Zheng's purpose in doing this.

They also knew that the business had suffered losses and was destined to be unable to recover them from Nan Zheng.

Since we can't get real money, we can at least indirectly gain some favors.

After all, the only thing in the world that you can never repay is a favor.

This is priceless to He Xin.

Thinking about this, the executives couldn't help but admire He Xin's courage in breaking the rules.

They've thought of everything so thoroughly.

With this move, Liang Zheng will not only stop making things difficult for him, but she might even come over to congratulate him and show her support in the future.

……

After the executive left, He Xin made a phone call, which was answered shortly: "Hello, it's me."

"What are your orders?" the person inside asked.

"Have your people investigate who those people who lost tens of millions gambling at MGM Entertainment were," He Xin said directly.

"I believe you have a way."

"You trust me that much?" The person inside laughed, but the laugh sounded cold.

"You're Qiu Xiaochi, how could you possibly be helpless?" He Xin leaned back in his chair, dismissively.

"They're all just migrant workers coming to Macau to make a living. How could you not know how many competitors they have?"

“I guess you would know... but I don’t want to guess that it would be you.”

"Don't worry, it wasn't me." Qiu Xiaochi revealed a cold smile and continued:

"I'll look into this for you, within two days."

"However, I have one condition, which is... you must keep what you promised me before, otherwise I will be very unhappy."

(End of this chapter)