The Chief Detective Inspector is dead. I'm now the top police officer in Hong Kong!

Chapter 112 Driving Away a Wolf to Devour a Tiger (14)

That evening, Chen Anquan arrived at the boss's house carrying a paper bag containing a videotape delivered by Wen Biao. Yunzai, Zhihui, Zhang Jinrong, and Lin Tiansheng sat around the table having a late-night snack.

Chen Anquan greeted them, then squatted down in front of the television and inserted the cassette into the Panasonic player. Before the advent of DVDs, a videotape projector cost tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars, an appliance that was far beyond the reach of ordinary families.

If it weren't for the glory days we had, we wouldn't even have a place to put our videotapes!
After loading the tape, Chen Anquan patted the dusty old machine, the TV screen flashed with static, and then a picture appeared.

The opening scene shows a girl in a school uniform being choked and forced onto a sofa.
The brothers put down their chopsticks, all feeling a loss of appetite, their faces growing paler and paler as they watched the violent scene unfold.

Deng Gengyun slammed his hand on the table and cursed, "Enough, Chicken Head Bro, if you keep looking, you'll throw up all the food from last night."

Chen Anquan took the remote control, cut off the screen, stood up and said, "Boss, they definitely used drugs."

It truly is a treasured gift for Young Master Xiang.

But no one was interested in appreciating it, not because the camera was bad, the picture was blurry, or the lens was shaky, nor because the student was not wearing makeup or had no acting skills.

It's because the violence is utterly inhumane and disgusting. Psychologically, it makes one feel nauseous and completely loses interest.

Professional films emphasize both moral integrity and artistic skill; these are people who come to work. Even with special subjects, everyone knows it's about creating a story.

It won't give people a sense of moral depravity or an unbearable sense of guilt.

"Son of a bitch!"

Lin Tiansheng clenched his fists, veins bulging on the back of his hands. He took a deep breath and said indignantly, "If I don't chop Chen Yaoxing into a pulp and stuff him into cement, I'll stay in the O-Team for the rest of my life, without promotion or transfer, and play this game with him to the very end."

The men present were all former corrupt cops, but corrupt cops simply do favors for foreigners and make money in the business world. Even corrupt cops can't stand things that go against human nature.

Zhong Zhihui exhaled a puff of smoke to calm himself down and said, "One videotape alone won't make things worse. We can trace the victims and find more."

“The public opinion is so strong that even the foreigners can’t sit idly by. Chen Yaoxing is definitely going to die.”

Lin Tiansheng's eyelids twitched, and he rejected the brilliant idea: "We can't go to the victims and ask them to come out and testify. It's too difficult. What if someone is so distraught that they jump off a building?"

The psychological concept of "secondary trauma" is too unfamiliar to the brothers. Zhong Zhihui's suggestions are feasible and effective, but they are suddenly used by the children who have suffered harm.

Zhong Zhihui was speechless for a moment, while Deng Gengyun said indignantly, "What should we do, boss? Go overseas and search through the videotapes one by one to find out who shipped the goods?"

"Chen Yaoxing will find someone to take the blame!"

Lin Tiansheng, holding a cigarette and resting his elbow on the table, said with a deep gaze, "I've spoken with Wen Biao, and he's willing to be an informant. Once we find out the address of the video company, the Wisdom faction will keep an eye on it. If we can get the video of Chen Yaoxing leaving the country, we won't need any other evidence; we can convict him directly."

Zhang Jinrong sighed, "That's too difficult. Unless he's stupid, why would he record himself in?"

Zhong Zhihui understood the boss's intention: "Okay, I'll find a way to install a surveillance camera and film Chen Yaoxing. With Wen Biao as an informant, we should be able to get a lot of crucial evidence." Actually, it's not even necessary to record Chen Yaoxing engaging in sexual acts. As long as there are wiretapped recordings or a large number of videotapes found in Chen Yaoxing's home, Chen Yaoxing can be convicted.

The key point is that without an inside man, finding out when Chan Yiu-hing started filming the movie and where he hid the videotapes is extremely difficult. With Man-piu as the mole, there is indeed hope of success.

Zhang Jinrong cursed, "That bastard Wenbiao, although he betrayed his brothers, he did do one good thing."

Lin Tiansheng smirked, "Those who betray their brothers deserve to experience being betrayed by their brothers."

“Isn’t Paradise Boy your informant, Wisdom? Go talk to him. As long as there’s solid evidence to convict Man-biu, no matter what it is, we’ll arrest Man-biu for him. We’ll also give him evidence of Man-biu betraying his brothers so he can clear his name, and then we’ll help him get promoted.”

Zhang Jinrong, Deng Gengyun, and Chen Anquan were all stunned, not expecting that the big boss would turn around and kill Wen Biao.

Lin Tiansheng seemed to sense his brother's confusion and explained with a smile, "Chen Yaoxing is in Wan Chai. Taking him down means we've only solved one case. All other cases involving the New Bureau are under the jurisdiction of the Wan Chai District. But Wen Biao is in Mong Kok. If we don't take him down, how will we advance our careers?"

“Things are different now. Our relationship with the gangsters is one of mutual exploitation, not mutual benefit. He’s a thief, and I’m a soldier. We don’t need to show any mercy. We’ll take him down whenever we get the chance.”

Chen Anquan suddenly realized and agreed, "Keeping him in the way is worse than getting rid of him."

Zhang Jinrong nodded and said, "A series of schemes, boss, you used it brilliantly."

Deng Gengyun was left scratching his head, feeling a little guilty towards Wen Biao, and muttered, "I feel really bad. When I collect his body, I'll ask for two sticks of incense."

Zhong Zhihui corrected him, saying, "What scheme? It's about using one wolf to devour another, Brother Rong."

"I'll avenge my grudge, take my money, and still make a name for myself." Lin Tiansheng felt no remorse for fighting the gangsters. Finally, he asked for details: "Can you talk to Paradise Boy about it?"

Man-biu agreed to cooperate, so their relationship was the most solid. Paradise Boy was the link between them, which was crucial to whether Man-biu could be defeated. He was the lowest level of the chain, but the details could not be ignored.

Zhong Zhihui pondered for a moment and nodded: "Wenbiao has been trying to shift the blame to Heaven, yet we're letting him go. I'll vouch for him; it shouldn't be a big problem. At worst, we'll just give him a push. He'll have to do it whether he wants to or not!"

"If you're confident, then you're good to go." Lin Tiansheng trusted Zhong Zhihui's abilities, took out the videotape from the projector, and said coldly, "I'm their retribution!"

In a luxury sea-view mansion in Tsim Sha Tsui, Chen Yaoxing carried a small golden Buddha statue into the room, placed it on the shelf of the wine cabinet, and said proudly, "Uncle Jiang, how does this ten-pound Maitreya Buddha feel?"

Lin Jiang, dressed in a long robe, stood in the living room with his hands behind his back. He asked a servant to serve tea and said with a smile, "It's not New Year's or any festival, yet you send me a large golden Buddha statue. How about that? This is a big deal. It wouldn't be appropriate to come without bringing something."

Chen Yaoxing rubbed his hands together, bowed, and smiled obsequiously: "You know I have a grudge against that Lin guy. Now, that corrupt cop has targeted our Sun Kee, which is very troublesome. This morning, a hundred or two hundred of our brothers surrounded West Kowloon, but we couldn't hurt him at all. I'd like to ask you for advice on how to kill him."

Lin Jiang sat on the mahogany sofa, crossing his legs: "It would be too easy for me to get rid of him, I could just cut off your head, but it will be much harder for you to get rid of him. Xiang Sheng doesn't want your feud with Lin Tiansheng to affect the company's development."

(End of this chapter)