Hong Kong Film Intelligence King

Chapter 310 The Silent Plan
James returned to his office, and his beautiful adjutant, Rebecca, approached him.

“My God, sir, you really know Simon the Boss.”

"You two have such a good relationship."

"I have never seen a billionaire come to our police station on his own initiative."

"This is incredible."

Rebecca's face was flushed, and her gaze towards James seemed to be dripping with spiky eyes.

James shrugs:

"So what if I have a good relationship with Simon?"

"It's just a casual acquaintance."

Rebecca shouted:
"Is this still considered a normal relationship?"

"I doubt even the top dog could do that, right?"

James found the beautiful woman's gaze very pleasing.

"Just because the top dog can't do it doesn't mean I can't."

"My relationship with Simon is so-so, but I have a good relationship with Brother Zhong."

Rebecca wondered:
"Brother Zhong?"

"Who is that?"

James glared at her fiercely and said:

"Don't act recklessly."

"I can allow you to not know Simon, but I absolutely cannot allow you to not know Brother Zhong."

"Listen, Brother Chung is Superintendent Chan Kwok-chung of the Kowloon Police Station."

Rebecca fell silent instantly:
"Yes, sir!"

James said seriously:

"Listen, I need you to keep Brother Zhong in your heart."

“If he ever comes here, you must treat Brother Zhong the same way you treated me.”

Rebecca answered honestly:

"Yes, sir."

James repeated:
"If you want to receive a special bonus at the end of the year, remember my words."

Rebecca's eyes were shining:
"Sir, do I get a special bonus at the end of the year?"

James sighed:
"Is that the point?"

Rebecca felt wronged:
"Sir, that's the key point."

"I came all the way to Hong Kong, and that's what motivated me."

Rebecca is very honest and straightforward; she has no ambition to restore the British Empire.

She just wanted to earn more money.

Of course, it would be even better if we could expand our network.

James said speechlessly:

"Shut up."

"As long as you work honestly, I won't treat you unfairly."

Rebecca's eyes were alluring:

"Sir, do you require special services?"

James shrugs:

"Not now."

"Listen up, you better watch your step and don't let yourself be led astray by a few words."

"Understand?"

Rebecca felt wronged:
"The Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC)..."

James said coldly:

"You ICAC bullshit, remember who you are."

“You are my man, James.”

"If you can't make up your mind when you encounter a problem, that's okay. Just remember to ask me for advice."

"Everyone has different opinions."

"The same goes for billionaires."

"Don't assume you know a few billionaires; their factions could devour you completely."

Rebecca nodded repeatedly in fright.

James smiled and said:

“Listen, I’m not trying to scare you, I’m just telling you the truth.”

"This is for your own good."

He paused, then continued,
"What do you think Simon came here for?"

Rebecca's ears stood up high, she was so gossipy, everyone loves that.

"A bugging device was found in Simon's office."

Rebecca instinctively covered her mouth.

"Surprised?"

"A listening device was found in the office of the head of the West Gate of Jardine Matheson, the leading of the four major foreign trading companies."

"This shows how big of a problem Simon is in."

"You need to understand..."

"Anyone who dares to do this kind of thing in Simon's office doesn't care if Simon finds out."

"Or rather, even if Simon finds out, there's nothing he can do about it."

Rebecca quickly replied:
"Sir, I understand how serious this matter is."

"How should I respond to the ICAC?"

James said with a straight face:

What will you reply with?

When did the ICAC contact you?

Rebecca was taken aback. Had her superior lost her memory?

Weren't we just talking about this?
Just as Rebecca was about to answer, she suddenly noticed James looking at her with a half-smile. Startled, she had a sudden inspiration and said:
“Sir is right. We are the Special Branch of the police station, and we are naturally at odds with the ICAC.”

"How could we possibly have anything to do with them?"

James then nodded:
"At least he wasn't completely stupid."

“If you had given a different answer just now, I would definitely have suggested to headquarters that you return to Chongqing.”

Rebecca was startled.

"It's better for you to go back to Chongqing than to stay in Hong Kong."

"Otherwise, with your brains, you'll get played to death sooner or later."

Rebecca nodded in agreement, not daring to disagree.

She couldn't refute it either.

James instructed:

"Alright, go to work."

Rebecca hesitated for a moment, then suddenly asked:
"Sir, if anyone asks what business Simon has with us here, what should I answer them?"

James said calmly:

"Say what you mean, there's no need to hide anything."

"This case is no longer under our jurisdiction."

Rebecca was startled:
"Not under our jurisdiction?"

James told the truth:
"This is a hot potato; only a fool would hold onto it."

"I've already passed it on to Brother Zhong."

“Brother Zhong is a billionaire, and he’s tall. Even if the sky falls, he can hold it up.”

"So don't worry."

Rebecca's mouth dropped open. "You can shift the blame like that?"

James looked at her speechlessly:
"This is not something we should get involved in."

"The war among billionaires is one in which we will be crushed to pieces once we get involved."

"If you want something to last, it's best not to overestimate your abilities."

Rebecca nodded sternly.

James waved his hand, and the beautiful adjutant took her leave.

He shook his head.

Everyone wants a billionaire as a friend, but the key is, why would someone want to be your friend if you don't offer anything in return?

We're not from the same world, so why should I be friends with you?
Anyway, he had already warned her that if Rebecca was going to do something reckless, then let her be; James would absolutely not save her.

James glanced around, gathered his thoughts, and then called Mr. M.

"Sir, we've encountered some trouble here in Hong Kong."

"I must report this to you."

"The thing is like this..."

James recounted how HSBC and Standard Chartered harbored resentment towards Wang Dao's people because of their financial setbacks, and how, under the guise of negotiating with Simon, he ordered the ICAC to investigate Wang Dao and his associates... He explained everything in detail.

Mr. M didn't realize what was happening:

"It's nothing more than a regular financial war."

"The Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) was involved..."

"That's normal, is there a problem?"

James raised his voice involuntarily:

"Sir, please think about it again."

"Such an important matter... is everything alright?"

Mr. M was taken aback:
"James, have you made any other discoveries?"

Ever since that analysis report on the US policy was submitted, Mr. M has been looking at James in a different light.

At least on international affairs, the other party has a unique perspective.

Unfortunately, just as he said, this report with unique suggestions was stuck with the local government in Chongqing.

Those corrupt politicians didn't care at all about this painstakingly prepared report.

Mr. M decided that he would pick up this report again tomorrow or the year after and slap others in the face!

"If Shen Daban and others were to engage in business warfare through normal channels, I wouldn't say anything."

“But he used the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC).

"Furthermore, we dare not secretly instigate Jardine Matheson's board of directors to fight against Simon."

"I also found a bugging device on Simon's office phone today."

Mr. M also raised his voice:

"Are they crazy?"

"Don't they know what the ICAC is?"

If the ICAC is so good, why is there no fog?

There really isn't one!

Even the Anti-Fraud Office, which has a similar function to the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC), is nowhere to be found.

It will be at least seven years before we can see it!
The civility of white people in Chongqing is not much higher than that of other races.

The Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) was merely a facade project put on by the Governor's House to quell the impact of the Godber incident.

As for Godber...

He accepted bribes of nearly five million yuan and was sentenced to four years in prison!
That's right, only four years.

If it were someone of a different race, they might have been shot on the spot.

How many years does one actually serve in prison?

Only two years!

So, it was all just a smokescreen.

James said speechlessly:

"Sir, haven't you figured it out yet?"

"If this matter gets out, it will ultimately severely damage the interests of Chongqing."

Mr. M disagreed:

"James, you're overthinking it."

James said seriously:

"Since you think it doesn't matter whether Hong Kong becomes a free port or your hometown takes back Hong Kong ahead of schedule."

"Then I don't need to say anything more."

Mr. M was completely dumbfounded:
"Wait, what did you say?"

How did you come to that conclusion?

James shrugs:

“It’s quite obvious…” He explained the key point, and Mr. M was immediately shocked:

"Are these guys crazy?"

"We absolutely cannot let them do this!"

James shrugs:

"Sir, I must remind you that these guys are an important pillar of our Duchess's Mansion in Hong Kong."

"They are our close allies, they are our..."

"Yes, they are a group of billionaires who have considerable influence in Chongqing."

Mr. M cursed inwardly.

They're incredibly rich.

"James, how did you handle it?"

Mr. M had no good ideas at the moment, so he asked James for advice.

The latter offered his opinion:
Let them fight it out!

Mr. M raised his voice:
"Didn't you say it would cause unrest?"

James sighed:
"There is a premise: that the governor is taking sides."

Mr. M was speechless.
"Isn't that obvious? How could the Governor not take sides?"

"Wait, what do you mean?"

"Don't let the Governor take sides?"

James sighed:
"We don't need to talk about Simon, the other victim, Wang Dao, is a billionaire who came from the bottom and has 50,000 brothers under him."

Mr. M's mouth dropped open:

"How many?"

James shrugs:

"fifty thousand!"

"If he's genuinely looking to hire, 500,000 is no problem for him."

Mr. M gritted his teeth and said:
"Don't worry, I will talk to the relevant people and I will definitely not let the Governor take sides."

"Five hundred thousand...this will cause a huge mess!"

James smiled and said:

"Sir, you are wise."

James pursed his lips after hanging up the phone.

As expected, even someone as wise as Mr. M had a significantly different understanding of Hong Kong.

After all, we're separated by half a planet, and we're wearing tinted glasses.

James didn't expect Mr. M to offer any constructive suggestions when he made this call.

Honestly, as long as Mr. M doesn't cause trouble for himself, that's fine.

In retrospect, I have perfectly achieved my initial goal.

The rest is much easier.

He just needs to wait for Brother Zhong's call.

James's identity is special after all, and if he were to confront certain forces, he could easily be exposed.

Both the Political Department of the police station and the Telecommunications Department of the Fog City were extremely valuable to Wang Dao.

Sometimes, you need someone like that to do things.

As for what James is thinking?
He feels at ease!
The Chongqing Telecommunications Bureau is touted as one of the three major intelligence agencies, but in reality, it is heavily infiltrated and has long been riddled with holes.

They're either from the Ugly Country or from the Northern Bear.

Confidential documents were also frequently left behind at tram stations.

James felt no sense of betrayal whatsoever; he had seen far too many intelligence agents defect.

Besides, he didn't betray us at all, did he?

James calmly brewed his tea.

Before coming to Hong Kong, James had never brewed Kung Fu tea, and even now, he has only just learned how to brew it.

But it doesn't matter.

Dao Ge likes it, Zhong Ge likes it, and I imagine the other two big shots, Liang Kun and Han Bin, also like it.

Then James would definitely like it.

How can I talk to my boss if I don't know how to brew Kung Fu tea?
Is it reasonable for your boss to like you but not you?
James is very conscious of his position; the leader's preferences are James's preferences.

He wants to progress so much!

Gongfu tea looks simple, and it is indeed simple.

However, making a good brew is not something that can be done easily.

There are many fancy tricks to it.

James studied very hard and unconsciously forgot his voice.

He was startled awake by the sudden ringing of the bell.

"Brother Zhong?"

Chen Guozhong said in a deep voice:

"It has been found that the person who installed the bugging device in Simon's office was Williams from Jardine Matheson's security department."

James frowned:

"Hmm, I feel like I've heard that name somewhere before."

Chen Guozhong said calmly:

“You should have heard of him; he was the senior superintendent of the Special Branch of Police before you came here.”

James suddenly realized:
"I see."

This is a tradition in Hong Kong. Many foreigners who worked in the police stations would become heads of security departments in foreign companies after retirement.

Ostensibly, it was to strengthen company security, but in reality...

This kind of thing is not only common in Hong Kong, but also very common in the Western world.

The same goes for Williams.

After retiring, he accepted a job at Jardine Matheson as the head of the security department.

James asked, puzzled:

"Jardine Matheson is the top of the four major trading houses in Hong Kong. Has Williams gone mad and installed a bugging device on Simon?"

Chen Guozhong said calmly:

"What's so strange about this?"

"It's obvious that someone offered him a higher price."

James reminded him:

“Williams’ connections at the police station are not to be underestimated, Brother Zhong, you need to be careful.”

Chen Guozhong smiled:
Why should I be careful?

"With just a little trickery from Simon, we can take down this traitor."

"Our Major Crimes Unit has its own safe house."

"It's just a matter of blocking the news, it's not difficult!"

James was taken aback:
"Should we take action against Williams now?"

Chen Guozhong smiled and shook his head:
"more than!"

James said in astonishment:

"Brother Zhong, have you finished your action plan?"

Chen Guozhong said softly:

“I’ve found a lead: Williams is Commissioner William’s brother.”

James asked, puzzled:

"So what?"

"wrong!"

"Is there a chain of interests between the two?"

Chen Guozhong smiled and said:

"Yes."

"The day after Commissioner William's account had an extra HK$20 million, it was missing HK$5 million."

"Guess where that five million went?"

James blurted out:

"In Williams' account?"

Chen Guozhong nodded slightly:
"That's right!"

James suddenly realized:
"Wait, you even found this out about such a short incident?"

Chen Guozhong smiled:

"The Economic Crime Investigation Division of the police station isn't to be underestimated either."

"Don't forget, the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) was originally split off from the police stations."

"It's just that public anger was too great, so the ICAC was separated into a new department."

"You shouldn't doubt your colleague's professional competence."

James thought it made sense, and asked:
"Brother Zhong, what do you need me to do to help you?"

Chen Guozhong chuckled:

"When someone puts pressure on you, or asks you to put pressure on us, you just need to do one thing well."

James quickly asked:
"whats the matter?"

Chen Guozhong said calmly:

"Don't forget, you're a police officer."

James nodded repeatedly:
"That's natural."

Chen Guozhong nodded in satisfaction:
"very good!"

"By the way, when someone asks you for information, you can reveal it to them as appropriate."

James was completely bewildered:
"How could such a confidential case have been leaked?"

Chen Guozhong said speechlessly:

"Who told you this case was confidential?"

James said in astonishment:

"Isn't it confidential?"

Chen Guozhong reminded him:

"Ximen has come to visit you, and you have gone to Ximen's office."

"At the very last moment, you still invited me over."

"How many eyes are watching the police headquarters?"

How many eyes are there at Jardine Matheson headquarters?

"These people aren't blind. Do you think this case is still a secret?"

James had nothing to say.

Yeah, is this still a secret?

Definitely not!
James said, embarrassed:

"Then who will call me?"

Chen Guozhong shrugged:

"People who care about this case."

"Okay, let's keep in touch if anything comes up."

James quickly said:

"Brother Zhong, be careful."

Chen Guozhong smiled:
"Anyone who tries to mess with me..."

“I welcome him.”

James was speechless, inwardly cursing himself for being an idiot.

Chen Guozhong's nickname is "Ruthless Detective".

Countless criminals have died at his hands.

If anyone wants to use force to greet Chen Guozhong, they are really making a mistake.

As for using one's status to intimidate others... sorry, Chen Guozhong is one of the billionaires.

I was stupid to worry that something might happen to Chen Guozhong.

James had barely hung up the phone, and hadn't even picked up his tea yet, when the phone rang again.

"Hello, this is James." James was very curious; who was calling this time?

An unexpected voice came from the other end of the microphone.

"James, I heard something happened to Simon?"

James sneered inwardly. The caller was HSBC's Ms. Shen!

(End of this chapter)