Hong Kong variety show: Hung Hing, are you contributing to society?

Lin Yaodong's property management company employees have infiltrated every aspect of the neighborhood's lives—sweeping, collecting garbage, delivering packages, repairing water pipes, patrolling... These people live and work with the neighborhood day and night, and they have far more information than the gangsters sent out.

"This..." Lin Yaodong didn't expect that the three big bosses would call him out for this matter, aside from the previous little incident.

He quickly calculated in his mind, but a bitter smile appeared on his face.

He put down his teacup and said, "To be honest, bosses, the day I received the news that Smiling Tiger had been taken out, I already had my men investigate."

"Oh? How did it go?" Camel asked immediately, leaning forward slightly.

"I couldn't find it either..." Lin Yaodong shook his head, looking helpless.

"I used every connection I had, and the property management company also told them to keep an eye out for suspicious individuals. But the result was the same as the other bosses – not a single clue."

"Any news from the police?" Lin Huai-le suddenly asked.

He picked up his teacup, but his gaze was fixed on Lin Yaodong.

It's no secret within the major triads that Lin Yaodong has connections with the police.

Lin Yaodong had a subordinate named Gao Jin who was in charge of dealing with the police and was said to have close ties with several police superintendents.

Moreover, they had seen Lin Yaodong using the police force to sweep the streets in the past.

"The group that took down Smiling Tiger is no ordinary people..." Lin Yaodong did not deny that he had information from within the police force, and he lowered his voice slightly.

"I've asked around at the police station, and the Major Crimes Unit hasn't found any leads either. Those three people seem to have vanished into thin air. There's no CCTV footage of their faces, and no eyewitnesses. Even within the police force, people are saying that this case might become a cold case."

boom! !

"Damn it!!" Camel slammed his hand on the table, making the teacups and billiard balls on the table rattle and spill tea.

"Three living people, I refuse to believe they could just vanish into thin air!!"

Jiang Tiansheng and Lin Huaiyue's expressions were not good when they heard Lin Yaodong's words.

They exchanged a glance and both saw a hint of seriousness in each other's eyes.

Although Smiling Tiger was a member of Tung Sing, the way he died was highly suspicious.

They investigated everyone who had a grudge against Smiling Tiger or had any business dealings with him.

No one is a suspect.

They weren't enemies, and there seemed to be no conflict of interest... it was as if they were randomly eliminated.

However, the wounds on the smiling tiger's body are quite intriguing—he was stabbed more than forty times, each stab avoiding vital organs, and he bled to death slowly.

This kind of death is clearly torture; only someone with deep-seated hatred would do such a thing.

This sounds like something an enemy would do.

More importantly, how did the other party manage to get the smiling tiger to go out late at night?

Smiling Tiger is a cautious man who rarely goes out at night.

That night, he drove alone to the New Territories, and that's when the accident happened.

They thought it was someone they knew.

But when they, like the police, eliminated all the acquaintances, they found that all of them had alibis.

But the fact is that the smiling tiger was indeed invited out.

If the mastermind can arrange a meeting with the smiling tiger, then they can arrange one with them too, right?

This uncertainty, the unknown, and the inability to control the situation are what these leaders are truly worried about.

They are not afraid of face-to-face hostility, but they are afraid of assassination like this—you don't know who the other party is, when they will make their move, or why they want to kill you.

Moreover, the way Smiling Tiger died seemed to be deliberately orchestrated, as if it were a show for them, the gang leaders.

Who will be next?

A brief silence fell over the study.

"In the past two years, our Tung Sing has only had conflicts with your Hung Hing..." Camel suddenly said, his gaze falling on Lam Yiu Tung.

He didn't look at Chiang Tin-sang, the leader of Hung Hing, but instead looked at Lam Yiu-tung, a branch leader.

Why are you looking at me... Lin Yaodong looked back, his expression unchanged.

"Last year, Sai B and Crow had a shootout on Wing Hing Street in Causeway Bay, resulting in over a dozen serious injuries... It was Wai who represented Tung Sing in negotiations with Sai B that time. Although they eventually reached an agreement, Sai B lost face. Could it be that Sai B harbors resentment and has held a grudge ever since, and had someone kill Wai...?"

Camel seemed to be referring to Boss B, but Lin Yaodong could tell that he was doubting him.

At that time, Lin Yaodong was still a lackey of Boss B. If Boss B was a suspect, then Lin Yaodong would also be implicated.

Lin Yaodong pretended not to know, remained silent for a few seconds as if deep in thought, then shook his head and replied, "Impossible. Crow has long been cooperating with me to make money and open a property management company. Brother B and Crow have always had business dealings and make money together. The past is long gone."

I know Brother B well; he's not the kind of person who holds grudges, and he would never do something like assassination... I heard they often get together for morning tea these days.

He paused, looked at the camel, and said frankly, "Mr. Camel, I can guarantee that this matter has nothing to do with Brother B."

Upon hearing this, Camel narrowed his eyes and stared at Lin Yaodong for several seconds.

He naturally knew these things.

Recently, Crow has indeed changed a lot. The property management company he started with Lin Yaodong is doing very well; it's not only legal but also profitable.

Crow is now dressed in a suit and tie, like a proper businessman, no longer the hoodlum in a floral shirt he used to be.

"Could I have guessed wrong?" Camel thought to himself, but didn't show it on his face.

There was a moment of silence in the study.

"No matter what, those three men in black must be found." Jiang Tiansheng concluded the matter, his voice calm but unwavering.

The other two dragon heads nodded in agreement.

Jiang Tiansheng then looked at Lin Yaodong: "Adong, I'll need your help with this matter too. You have many connections and are well-informed, so please keep an eye on things."

"Definitely," Lin Yaodong said solemnly. "I will continue to have people investigate, and I will notify Mr. Jiang immediately if there is any news."

The group then discussed the suspicious points of the Smiling Tiger incident—the modus operandi, possible motives, the intentions of the mastermind, and so on.

But after much discussion, they still couldn't reach a conclusion and soon stopped talking about it.

Jiang Tiansheng suddenly changed the subject, asking Lin Yaodong, "Adong, when do you plan to deal with the 'Fat Dog of New Australia' matter?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yaodong's heart stirred.

Suddenly, in front of the other two leaders, Chiang Tin-sang began talking about internal affairs of Hung Hing...

Could this be interpreted as meaning that, at least in this matter, Jiang Tiansheng, Lin Huaiyue, and Camel had some degree of cooperation...?

Otherwise, he wouldn't have discussed Hung Hing's internal affairs in front of the two leaders.

He glanced at Camel and Lin Huai Le with a questioning look in his eyes before turning to Jiang Tiansheng and saying, "Actually, I was planning to set off in the next couple of days to deal with this matter in New Australia."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Tiansheng, Lin Huaile, and Luo Bingrun all showed a slight change in expression.

Although they concealed it well, Lin Yaodong still keenly noticed this unusual change.

Their eyes held surprise, delight, and even a hint of... relief?

Something's not right... Alarm bells were ringing in Lin Yaodong's mind, but he remained outwardly calm.