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

Chapter 87 Tearing Off the Mask (44 votes needed)
As soon as Lam Tin-sing entered the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB), the bespectacled Ah-do quickly approached and whispered, "Inspector Lam, there's a big case in Mong Kok."

"Tell me about it." Lin Tiansheng had already heard about it, but he still took the opportunity to get acquainted with the three new recruits while drinking tea. Ah Du said nervously, "The Fuk Yee Hing and Lao Tung gangs got into a fight in Mong Kok. It was a huge scene with more than 300 people spitting out horses, which made the bosses very uneasy."

Salty Abalone leaned forward, looking puzzled: "Didn't Lao Fu retreat to the suburbs? Why did he suddenly come back? Has something happened?"

Changes in gangland territories are often accompanied by shifts in the structure of triads, a microcosm of geopolitics. The gang members are used to the few popular gang leaders constantly clashing in lucrative areas, but when a more conservative leader suddenly crosses the line, there's always a reason behind it.

It's clear that Bao Zhongren has a keen sense of smell. Zhang Qianwen blinked and lowered his voice: "Inspector Huang is here."

Huang Ye, with a scrutinizing and serious expression, went straight to Lin Tiansheng's desk and suddenly asked, "Lin sir, how come we didn't get any advance notice about those two big names in Mong Kok?"

Seeing that Huang Ye was determined to cause trouble, Lin Tiansheng stood up and apologized very frankly: "Sorry, sir, I just arrived and haven't figured out the situation yet."

"I don't just say sorry, I want an answer!" Huang Ye, wearing a white shirt, shouted sternly, "You say sorry to me, but do I say sorry to the big sir?"

"Find out the truth immediately and bring the person back to headquarters. I need an answer."

"Yes, sir!"

Lin Tiansheng stood at attention and saluted, offering no further explanation.

Seeing Huang Ye's aggressive demeanor, the other workers quickly buried themselves in their work to avoid being caught and punished.

Lin Tiansheng waved to his four subordinates, led them out of the building, and drove towards Mong Kok. Chen Anquan sat in the passenger seat, smoking a cigarette, completely unperturbed.

The remnants were used to being suppressed and had thick skin; they didn't take a few words of criticism from their superiors to heart. Ah Du, who had only recently graduated, still cared a lot about his superiors' comments. While driving, he couldn't help but grumble, "Lin sir, you've only been here a few days, and Huang sir is already yelling at you and doesn't care about you at all."

Lin Tiansheng sat in the back, holding a cigarette, and chuckled softly.

"Waiting for your boss to take care of you is harder than finding money on the street."

His apology was not a sign of weakness, but rather a way of seeing through Huang Ye's attempt to exploit the situation and placing himself in a vulnerable position in public, preventing Huang Ye from taking drastic action.

If the case is presented with complete clarity, it's not just about going to the Mong Kok Police Station to arrest someone; it's more likely about setting a deadline to resolve the triad conflict.

Although none of them are difficult, the more outstanding the performance, the more demanding the challenges will be. If you can just get by, why increase the difficulty? Judging from Huang Ye's performance, it seems that the elite faction's plan is to strip him of his power, ruin his resume, and then transfer him to an idle department.

Zhang Qianwen laughed and said, "Inspector Lin has guarded the reservoir for three years, why is he afraid of people saying a few words? Four-eyed boy, stop looking at Inspector Lin with your eyes."

"get off."

Lin Tiansheng opened the car door and led his men into the Mong Kok Police Station. He had been there once before. After showing his identification, he easily made his way to the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) office area.

An O-Team plainclothes officer nodded to him: "Inspector Lin."

"Where is your manager?" Lin Tiansheng asked.

The seasoned sheriff brought over a glass of warm water and looked towards the interrogation room: "Negotiations are underway with the two-man boss in the interrogation room. Shall I go get someone for you?"

"Just went in?" Lin Tiansheng asked.

The sheriff shook his head: "It's been a long time. Last night, Lao Fu and Lao Tong's boss brought a lawyer to the police station to bail them out. Chief Jess detained the two men in the interrogation room all night under the pretext of cooperating with the investigation, and they've talked it over pretty much." Lin Tiansheng drank some warm water and nodded his thanks: "Thank you, then I'll wait a bit."

Chen Anquan didn't sit and rest with the other leaders; instead, he stood with his hands on his hips at the entrance of the passageway, observing the interrogation room. According to normal procedures, when a large-scale triad incident occurs at a district police station, it should be immediately reported to the West Kowloon Regional Headquarters. Lin Tiansheng would be responsible for assessing the situation, issuing plans, and leading the operation.

Huang Ye was the one who approved and signed the report, which would then be submitted to several superiors. However, the foreigner Jess didn't inform West Kowloon and handled the case alone. This wasn't just a simple case of sidelining someone; he didn't even bother with the formalities and didn't take Lin Tiansheng seriously.

The people from the Mong Kok Organized Crime and Triad Bureau sensed something was wrong. When he came to their door, they were unusually polite and apologetic. Half an hour later, Chen Anquan said, "He's here."

Lin Tiansheng, Bao Zhongren, Du Cheng, and Zhang Qian stood up together and waited at the intersection. Then, the foreigner Jess emerged smiling, followed by Yang Sihai and his old friend, the "Ghost-Faced Qiang," and two lawyers.

Ghost Face Qiang is a big shot in West Kowloon, with businesses on many streets in Mong Kok and involvement in drug trafficking.

Yang Sihai loosened his tie, looking incredibly flamboyant, and his face also carried a smug expression. In contrast, Ghost-Faced Qiang's face looked even more gloomy.

His gaunt face was covered in tattoos, which some people saw as evil, while others saw him as merely a facade of strength masking inner weakness.

Upon seeing the people from West Kowloon, Jess's face darkened. He stopped in front of Lin Tiansheng and asked coldly, "Lin sir, you came to Mong Kok without giving us a heads-up. Is there something you need?"

Lin Tiansheng, in a businesslike manner, said, "Inspector Huang told me to take the person away. Remember, next time you have a case, call West Kowloon first."

Two officers from the Mong Kok Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) sensed something was wrong and tried to go over to check, but were immediately pulled back by their colleagues.

Jess's green eyes were filled with contempt as he stepped forward, pointed at Lin Tiansheng's chest, and said, "It's none of your business what happens in Mong Kok. If I need anything, I'll call you, understand? Even your superiors didn't dare to get involved in Mong Kok before. How much guts do you have?"

“One, but one is enough,” Lin Tiansheng said with a smile. “You’re not planning to hand over anyone, are you?”

"I've already released him. I'll give you a report tomorrow." Seeing that the new inspector was relentlessly pressing the issue, Jess decided to give him some face.

Lin Tiansheng nodded slightly and turned around to say, "Ah Quan, give Jess Sir some face. Let those bastards leave Mong Kok before arresting them."

Yang Sihai and Gui Mianqiang were not allowed to stay and watch the show; they were asked to leave the office area and walked out with their newly released employees.

"Yes, sir." Upon receiving the order, Chen Anquan did not hesitate and quickly led the three away.

Jess looked surprised, not expecting Lin Tiansheng to turn his back on him so easily, but why should he care about saving face when he was about to be brought down?
Lin Tiansheng didn't say another word, turned and left, leaving the Mong Kok Organized Crime and Triad Bureau employees bewildered in the wind. Meanwhile, the twenty-odd arrested gangsters, who had just walked out of the police station with their boss, hadn't even gotten into their car yet.

Chen Anquan held up his identification and stepped forward, saying, "West Kowloon Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, please come with us."

"You're crazy, we were just released on bail."

"You take money and then deny it, you damn cops!" The gangsters, hot-tempered, cursed loudly. Lin Tiansheng stepped forward and said, "It's just cooperating with the investigation. If you don't cooperate, I'll cooperate with you every night."

"You don't want the land you just negotiated to be seized, do you?"

Yang Sihai remained noncommittal, pointing at his underlings: "Sir, is one car enough for you?"

"Don't know how to get to the West Kowloon Regional Headquarters? Take a taxi, you bastard!"

(End of this chapter)