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

Chapter 51 The Courageous "One Grain of Flower" (Seeking monthly votes and recommendations)
Zhihui flung open the car door, his gaze sweeping across the dock, where corpses lay strewn everywhere, bullet holes riddled the ground, and heavily armed police officers pointed their guns at the criminals, their faces filled with murderous intent.

He stepped forward to the big boss and said succinctly, "Inspector Lin, customs has five minutes, marine police have ten minutes, you can't escape even if you jump into the water."

Customs inspection teams are stationed at Tsuen Wan Ferry Pier, and marine police patrol boats pass by regularly. As long as you call the headquarters, they will arrive very quickly.

Lin Tiansheng patted him on the shoulder, his face full of gratitude: "Thank you all for your hard work."

"It's what I should do." Zhong Zhihui nodded slightly, looked around at the police officers who were handcuffing criminals and making arrests, and said with admiration, "Well done, Lin sir, swift and efficient."

"It's just a small case." Lin Tiansheng offered a cigarette, their eyes meeting with a knowing smile. No matter how dangerous a case is, once it's closed, it's a 'small case'.

Tam Ka-ming, his badge hanging around his neck, gestured for the paparazzi to help the Major Crimes Unit. Although Chief Inspector Tam never showed excessive closeness to Inspector Lam, the CIB was well aware of the significance of the West Kowloon Major Crimes Unit. On several occasions, Inspector Chung had already mobilized resources to prioritize the Major Crimes Unit's cases.

When customs and marine police arrived one after another, more than a dozen police cars had gathered in front of the berth, along with ambulances and prison vans that arrived one after another. With flashing lights, the seaside became lively and noisy.

A senior inspector from both the customs and marine police arrived at the scene, but their attitude was not enthusiastic. There was no other way; if the Major Crimes Unit didn't inform them beforehand, they wouldn't get any credit afterward and would have to do the hard work. It was already a favor that they weren't cold to each other out of consideration for their colleagues.

Criminals who attempted to escape by jumping into the water were all retrieved by the marine police speedboats, while the sailors and captain on the cargo ship were similarly detained by customs. The wounded were put into ambulances, the criminals into prison vans, and some of the crew members who couldn't fit in the vans were crammed into police vehicles.

The sea breeze was blowing in his face. The cigarette in Lin Tiansheng's hand burned quickly, and the skin on his face was dry and cracked. He stood in front of the ambulance and chatted with Shi Zhanpeng.

As long as they can still speak, they are fine, but the two B team officers were shot by multiple 7.62mm rifle bullets, lost too much blood, and were pale and in critical condition.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, Inspector Lin." Before being pushed into the ambulance, Shi Zhanpeng's eyes were red and filled with guilt. The mission went wrong, and the blame could only fall on him as the team leader. Lin Tiansheng led Team E to the forefront, and no one could find fault with him.

"Get some rest, the police will make arrangements." Lin Tiansheng sighed, then turned around to see the gantry crane on the dock placing the last container on the shore.

At the command of the senior customs inspector, twenty customs officers, in groups of five, rushed forward and, with practiced ease, opened the containers. The officers, who had just finished a fierce battle, all turned their attention to the containers. The first container contained fabric, the second contained fabric, and the third container, filled with boxes of white-lettered, green-background wooden crates with coded labels, came into view.

"Take this, Lin sir, you've done a great job!" Chen Sheng stood to the side, one hand in his pocket, looking at the cabinet full of weapons, his lips trembling, unable to hide his excitement.

More than expected.

Lin Tiansheng put his arm around his shoulder and corrected him, "It's us who did a great job."

"Lam Sir, Chung Sir, it's me, it's me, Ah Tung!" Dao Zai Tung was pulled into the police car, yelling loudly.

The senior customs inspector's expression also turned serious. He ordered all personnel to immediately inventory the goods. Then he approached Lin Tiansheng and politely extended his hand: "Thank you for your hard work, Assistant Inspector Lin. Leave the rest to us at customs."

Earlier, seeing that Lin Tiansheng was just a probationary inspector with only a "small fry" in his eyes, he couldn't help but look down on him a little. After all, since its establishment, the Marine Police and Customs have been managed separately from the shore police, a triangular balance intentionally set up by the Hong Kong government.

In 77, Chinese police protested, and the Hong Kong government even deployed marine police to suppress the police on land. The tension in the "marine relationship" was second only to the "police-ICAC relationship." Customs and Excise Department was in the middle, trying not to offend either side, but most people were unaware of the internal relationships within the Criminal Investigation Department.

Having never heard of the "Five Poisons Detective," Lin Tiansheng could tell from the results of tonight's investigation that the "One-Grain Flower" before him was no ordinary person. After shaking hands with him, Lin Tiansheng smiled and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Inspector Mo."

"Inspector Chan, Ah Wing, tell the men to call it a day."

Chen Sheng and Zhang Jinrong stamped their feet and saluted: "Yes, sir!"

In front of outsiders, give Lin Sir plenty of face.

Although the Major Crimes Unit has broad authority, it can delegate any major, complex, or difficult case, regardless of its nature. However, the inventory and management of smuggled goods are handled exclusively by the Customs Anti-Smuggling Terminal to prevent police corruption. Lin Tiansheng had no reason to get involved with Customs' "profits," so after handing over the scene, he led his men back to the police station.

After a major battle, the three teams lost three members. Teams A and B finished their work early, while Team E was responsible for following up on the interrogations. It wasn't until the morning, when Li Weihao and Jiang Zhikai's teams arrived to start work, that the Major Crimes Unit regained its energy.

As Pi Zhibang stepped into the office area, he saw a bustling scene and stopped a clerk to ask, "What case are you working on? Are you rushing to finish it?"

The clerk stood at attention and saluted, full of energy: "Officer Pi, Inspector Lin has solved an arms case and is currently interrogating the suspect and taking his statement."

Pi Zhibang's brow twitched, and he exclaimed excitedly, "An arms case?"

"Yes, it's been confirmed that the number is related to the Yi group. Several gangsters have offered to be witnesses. Bearded Yung will get a longer sentence," the waiter said with a laugh.

Inside the Lai Chi Kok Police Station, Bearded Yung, who had just come out for a break and was playing basketball, was unaware that the sky had fallen.

"Good, good, good, do your job well." Pi Zhibang said "good" three times, patting his colleague on the shoulder, his satisfaction evident.

He glanced at Lin Tiansheng, who was catching up on sleep in a chair, and felt a pang of sympathy. He looked at his watch, returned to his office, and called the restaurant: "Could you please send some bird's nest to the West Kowloon Major Crimes Unit? Tell them it's for Inspector Lin, and put it on my tab."

In the Operations Division, at the Chief Inspector's Office, Superintendent Henry received a call from Customs and exclaimed in surprise, "What?! Eighteen tons of heavy weaponry!"

"Yes, after inventory, there are 1,200 AK47 rifles, 50,000 rounds of ammunition, 50 infantry grenade launchers, and 500 grenades of the corresponding type." Customs Superintendent, Tsuen Wan Ferry Terminal Manager, "Mike," a foreigner, said on the phone: "This is the largest arms case cracked by the Hong Kong Island Police Force in nearly ten years. The list has been submitted to the General Department."

"Congratulations, Henry sir."

Henry's old face was all wrinkled from the smile, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth: "It's all thanks to the men down there working so hard."

"The officers below are working so hard, which is a testament to good management. You're sure to get the superintendent position by the end of the year, right?" Mike laughed, clearly having a good relationship with Henry.

In the ranks of police superintendents, the police force followed the principle of "foreigners first, Chinese last," but there was also competition among foreigners. A colonial principle: whoever could train dogs rose to the rank.

If it's a major achievement, of course we should bring Pi Chih-pong along and ask the director to "guarantee" him.

(End of this chapter)