Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

Liao Zhizong's face immediately darkened.

He glanced at Chen Yongren and said coldly.

"Chen Yongren, this is an order personally issued by the Police Department. Do you think it's necessary to let Inspector Li know?"

Chen Yongren chuckled awkwardly, "Inspector Liao, I only acted rashly because the evidence was insufficient..."

"Alright! Mind your place!"

Tonight in Causeway Bay, one of our Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) senior superintendents has died in the line of duty!

If you truly care about the police force, you should now fully cooperate with the orders from above and uphold the dignity of the police force!

Upon hearing these words, Chen Yongren felt a mix of emotions.

He was selected by high-ranking police officers to be a mole before he even graduated from police academy.

He started by keeping an eye on his father in Tsim Sha Tsui, then continued to watch over Ni Yongxiao, and after the Ni family's downfall, he continued to watch over Han Chen for several years.

Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. Every time I went undercover to help the police, I never managed to get any crucial evidence for them.

So much so that he had to repeat the dark and hopeless days of being an undercover agent, and in the end, he only saw the light of day again after a swift and decisive break with the syndicate!

His ten-year undercover career seemed like a joke compared to the way the police dealt with Wo Luen Shing this time.

If the police force could use the same methods they used against Wo Luen Shing to deal with the Ni family and Han Chen, why would he have to live such a miserable life for ten years?

Liao Zhizong perhaps sensed Chen Yongren's thoughts, he coughed lightly and began to soften his tone.

"Ah Ren, many of us in the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau were trained by Inspector Lee."

Originally, I wanted to fully cooperate with Inspector Lee to find a better solution to this incident.

But Inspector Li only cares about order... Sigh, let me tell you something practical!

Liao Zhizong put down the materials in his hand and walked over to Chen Yongren.

He glanced at the officer, who wasn't particularly well-liked in the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, and then spoke.

"Just tonight, I personally witnessed our O-Team Superintendent Ho Kwok-ching being hit and killed by a car in front of Lee Gardens!"

My fellow colleagues, I can assure you that this is a scene of utter devastation you have never witnessed in your lives.

Inspector Ho's body was half-buried in a bloody pulp, plastered to the old banyan tree. When the funeral home staff came to collect the body, they had no choice but to scrape it off along with the bark and put it into a body bag!

As soon as Liao Zhizong said this, many people looked up.

Seeing this, Liao Zhizong continued.

"I just said that we need to maintain the dignity of our Hong Kong Island Police Force, and that's why."

A senior superintendent from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) was hit and killed by a car in broad daylight!

Ask yourselves honestly, what are we, the officers of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB), in their eyes? Do we still have any authority?

Chen Yongren didn't know how these words would sound to others.

But to him, it still held no persuasiveness whatsoever.

When the Ni family used a car bomb to kill Luk Kai-cheung and threw Wong Chi-shing off a building in North Point, the police did not react so strongly.

He Yaozong was personally accompanied by Li Wenbin when he left the police headquarters building.

The group of troublemakers guarding the door refused to leave for a long time, leaving Li Wenbin with no choice but to accompany He Yaozong out, at least temporarily maintaining the dignity of the police station.

Upon seeing He Yaozong emerge, a group of residents of the walled city immediately became excited.

"Mr. He is out!"

"Damn it, you reporters from the media, come and see!"

The Hong Kong Island Police Department colluded with property developers to fabricate charges and arrest a philanthropist like Mr. Ho in order to maintain the reputation of the Hong Kong Island property market!

"Damn, this is the so-called safest city in Asia!"

"With snakes and rats in cahoots, what hope is there for us ordinary citizens to survive?"

……

The sounds made Li Wenbin feel like he was being pricked by thorns.

He didn't know what was wrong with the world. A group of so-called citizens stood in front of the police headquarters building, cursing the police officers who were maintaining order in front of a group of reporters, but they treated a triad member as a paragon.

After the police chiefs escalated the situation beyond repair, they retreated to their offices and had the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) step in to protect them.

Overwhelmed with grief, Li Wenbin patiently addressed He Yaozong.

“When you started your business in Kowloon, I didn’t make things too difficult for you.”

"Consider it a favor you do me tonight; please persuade these residents of the walled city to go back!"

Li Wenbin spoke sincerely, and He Yaozong agreed very readily.

He told Li Wenbin to go find the police officer maintaining order at the entrance and ask for a megaphone.

He quickly cleared his throat and pulled up the police tape at the main entrance.

Facing a group of excited people, He Yaozong cleared his throat and then put the megaphone to his mouth.

"Neighbors, thank you for remembering me, Ho Yiu-chung!"

As a member of the board of directors of Hengyao Real Estate, I am honored to contribute my share to you, such a respectable group of neighbors!

Now I can promise again that as long as I, He Yaozong, have a breath left, and as long as Hengyao Real Estate does not collapse, I will continue to undertake the resettlement project in Chengzhai!

I will remember your kindness today. Going forward, I will continue to do what I can to help you make a living. I can guarantee that the suffering you endured in the walled city will never be repeated!

The cheers of a thousand people instantly resounded through the night sky.

The sound of camera shutters kept ringing out. Some reporters were already itching to get their hands on the first-hand interview materials as soon as the excited crowd dispersed.

Seeing that things were not going well, Li Wenbin quickly approached He Yaozong and whispered a reminder.

"You were called here to disperse the crowd, not to run for councilor!"

"Don't say things you shouldn't. Do you still want to leave the police station?"

He Yaozong glanced at Li Wenbin but did not respond.

He simply continued speaking through the megaphone.

"Since so many media friends have come, I would like to explain why I was taken to the police station by the police!"

The police brought me to the police station on the grounds that I had assassinated Chiang Tin-sang, the leader of the Hung Hing Society.

However, I know more about the inside story than anyone else!

To be honest, the Jiang family has already contacted me. The assassin who killed Jiang Tiansheng is not the one detained in the police station at all!

The so-called accusation that the murderer was hired by me to commit the crime is nothing but a staged act by the Hong Kong Island Special Branch, designed to implicate me!

These words caused an uproar not only among the crowd, but also caused Li Wenbin's expression to change drastically.

One reporter could no longer contain himself and rushed over first.

In an instant, several microphones were handed to He Yaozong.

"Mr. He, you said the murderer is someone else, so where is the real murderer now?"

"Mr. He! You say that the Political Department directed and acted in this whole thing. Can you explain the Political Department's motives?"

Why would he drag you into this? What good would it do you to go to such lengths to do something like this?

"Mr. Ho, as far as I know, although the Special Branch is under the jurisdiction of the Hong Kong Island Police Force, the real controlling department is MI5 of the British Army!"

If what you say is true, and the Special Branch is smearing you, can we assume that the Special Branch harbors malicious intentions and wants to subdue the triads on Hong Kong Island?

He Yaozong didn't listen to any of the reporters' random questions.

The only reporter who spoke frankly about the political department's sinister intentions earned He Yaozong a higher opinion of him.

He Yaozong looked at the reporter and found that he was just a young man of similar age to himself, with a sharp face.

"Friend, which newspaper do you work for?"

"I am a reporter from Penang Kwong Wah Daily!"

"So you're from Malaysia. That's a good question."

Seeing that He Yaozong was really going to take the bait, Li Wenbin immediately became anxious.

He had only intended to escort Ho Yiu-chung out and disperse the crowd of citizens surrounding the police station.

But the situation has now spiraled out of control and is far beyond his grasp.

He knew that high-ranking police officers like himself were inevitably bound to be involved in politics.

However, with him present, politics must never be spoken recklessly in front of a group of media reporters' cameras!

Just as Li Wenbin was preparing to take coercive measures to "send" He Yaozong out, something unexpected happened.

boom--

A crisp gunshot pierced the night sky.

Just as Li Wenbin reached He Yaozong and was about to pull him away, a bullet grazed He Yaozong's arm.

Fortunately, this pulling motion caused the bullet, which should have hit Ho Yiu-chung's heart, to only cause a minor graze.

This scene was captured on camera by a group of reporters.

Immediately, Ho Yiu-chung witnessed the most moving scene of his life.

The villagers, realizing what was happening, rushed towards him recklessly and surrounded him.

One by one, they tried to use their own flesh and blood to build a human wall that could stop bullets for He Yaozong!

"Protect Mr. He!"

"Fuck your mother! Are you guys in the police force just sitting around doing nothing?"

The gunman chased you all the way to police headquarters, you useless coward!

"You're telling these things to these cops? It might just be the Political Department pulling the strings!"

……

He Yaozong was tightly protected in the crowd, and in that moment, he gained a new understanding of the residents of this walled city.