Hong Kong film: Detective Abalone, dominating Hong Kong Island!

Brother Le couldn't help but burst into laughter, turning his gaze to Chen Xijiu, who seemed lost in thought. "Xijiu, what do you think?"

In the past, Brother Le wouldn't have even asked Chen Xijiu a question at these detective meetings.

In his eyes, he was just a simple follower.

But things are different now; Xi Jiu has become capable.

Chen Xijiu pondered for a moment, then said, "I agree with everyone's opinion."

"The British are investigating corruption in order to maintain stability in Hong Kong and continue to plunder the wealth created by the people."

"But if this causes chaos, how will we deal with it?"

"Isn't stability what we need?"

Chen Xijiu looked disdainful and shrugged: "Isn't it all thanks to us detectives?"

"Xi Jiu is right!"

"Hahaha, yes!"

Loud laughter echoed from the living room.

Over the years, the British have wanted the value that Hong Kong Island has created, but they haven't put much effort into governing it.

Because of the language barrier, they had no choice but to let the Chinese detective assist them.

This has led to decades of collusion between the police and criminals, resulting in a distorted prosperity and stability on Hong Kong Island.

If things really fall apart with the Chinese detectives, the police won't intervene, and they'll incite gangsters to cause trouble.

Where is the stability?

How many people can the British produce?

Chen Xijiu chuckled inwardly, thinking to himself that everyone was taking themselves too seriously.

When it comes to playing political games, the British are really experienced.

Pull a batch, beat a batch, beat another batch

The British have absolute military power, and in the face of that power, detectives and gangs are nothing.

After the detectives had all left, Brother Lok reminded Chan Sai-gau, "Sai-gau, you'd better hurry!"

Chen Xijiu said seriously, "Brother Le, I'm going to Baifanyu's place right now. A group of desperados are arriving in Hong Kong today."

"Okay, please get on it as soon as possible."

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Whitebait stall

Warehouses and factories for housing suicide soldiers

Accompanied by Uncle De of Baifanyu, Chen Xijiu led Ao Ming and strode in.

It was noon, and the more than four hundred assassins were having lunch.

The moment Chen Xijiu entered, all the assassins stood up to pay their respects.

"Owner!"

"Owner!"

Chen Xijiu waved his right hand: "Let's all eat."

"Yes!"

This scene left Bai Fanyu and Uncle De speechless.

How did my son-in-law manage to win the hearts and minds of these four or five hundred people to such an extent?

Uncle De blinked and looked away from Ao Ming.

I'm sorry, Miss, but this young master is really someone I can't afford to offend. I can't give you any tips.

You should see for yourself; the son-in-law has another beauty by his side...

Saying she's a secretary? That's impossible!

Led by Uncle De, the group arrived at a locked side room.

"Ade, open the door."

"Yes, sir."

The door was unlocked, and the money boxes were neatly stacked together.

There were also many gold bars and jewelry items left lying around.

"hiss..."

Even Chen Xijiu, in his current state, gasped when he saw this scene.

The amount in these money boxes is probably at least two hundred million...

Bai Fanyu looked proud and pointed to the pile of money: "I personally have 150 million, and the rest is mostly squeezed out of Yan Tong and the other two."

"My dear son-in-law, is about 250 million enough?"

"Thank you so much, Uncle."

"We're family, what are you saying?"

As they were talking, Uncle De handed over the key, which Ao Ming took.

The moment the door lock closed again, Chen Xijiu observed the system panel.

The nearly depleted balance instantly turned into 250 million!

If we add the 200 million that Brother Le prepared two days later, and then casually raise another 50 million, Chen Xijiu's personal cash flow will reach 500 million.

Chen Xijiu sighed inwardly, realizing he had become the new Five Hundred Million Detective.

I'm actually a little excited...

Before parting, the white fish reminded him, "Yue'e talks about you all the time; go see her when you have time."

Chen Xijiu nodded: "Uncle, I have some things to do today. Could you please tell Yue'e that I will come to see her tomorrow?"

"it is good."

Watching Chen Xijiu's car drive away, Uncle De couldn't help but mutter, "The son-in-law, taking a break from his busy schedule, has another beauty by his side..."

"you do not say..."

The whitebait also frowned a little.

He noticed Ao Ming at first glance, and he'd been keeping this to himself.

My son-in-law is perfect in every way, except that he does have one flaw...

Never mind, it's a man's nature. Hong Kong isn't a monogamous society either.

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Large supermarket

"Miss, you've already tried it five times, and you're still coming back?"

The sales promoter looked at Hong Sheng speechlessly and said sarcastically, "If you keep eating, all of my samples will be gone."

"And please don't come here..."

"That's just how it is, miss. You can't just freeload like this!"

Amidst the unanimous condemnation from the taste testers, Gang Shen blushed with embarrassment and lowered his head as he walked deeper into the supermarket.

The first thing the hungry Hong Kong students thought of was to come and sample the food.

However, since the tasting was only a small amount each time, there were too many opportunities to sample.

The sales staff were completely taken advantage of.

With no other option, Gang Sheng looked left and right, picked up a bag of bread from the shelf, and stuffed it into his satchel.

On the car

Chen Xijiu secretly calculated how many assassins he should give to Brother Le that night.

Suddenly, an urgent message came from a suicide squad member.

"Master, Miss Gang Sheng has been captured by the shopkeeper. Should we intervene?"

Is there a risk to personal safety?

"No, I'm just waiting for the police."

Chen Xijiu glanced at the location; it wasn't far. A thought crossed his mind: "No need, I'll just go there on my way."

"yes.".

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Chen Xijiu's Current Reputation in the City, and Gang Sheng's Admiration. (New book, please add to your collection and give flowers, thank you for your support.)

Supermarket

At the cashier, the ashamed and frightened Hong Kong student was surrounded by the store staff in a corner.