Hong Kong variety show: I'm actually the villain Kwan Cho!

Chapter 110 Capturing "Bald Li"

After leaving the bar, Guan Zu drove straight to the police headquarters building. Half an hour later, Guan Zu was already sitting on the sofa in Gong Jiapei's office.

Gong Jiapei was folding origami cranes when he looked up at Guan Zu: "I heard that this afternoon, you were summoned by a robber for negotiations?"

Guan Zu rubbed his temples: "Isn't it all because of your constant propaganda? I'm a super detective, my fame is too great, what can I do!"

Gong Jiapei smiled and placed the origami cranes he had just folded on the table: "Don't be so ungrateful. If I don't build your reputation, how can you get promoted quickly? So, what is it?"

"About that robber—" Guan Zu stood up, poured himself a glass of water, and then told Gong Jiapei about Zhang Hua's situation.

Gong Jiapei frowned after hearing this: "This case ultimately belongs to the Major Crimes Unit. It's not right for you to just take it away without saying a word!"

"Yeah, that's what I thought too, but wouldn't it be too easy for Huang Qifa to get all the credit? I'm not even that close to him!" Guan Zu leaned back on the sofa, looking at Gong Jiapei: "So, that's why I came to you for advice, right?"

Gong Jiapei put down his teacup: "I suggest you have a good talk with Huang Qifa and let him handle this case."

"Huang Qifa isn't as simple as you think. He has extensive connections within the police force. Don't tell me you haven't noticed that; otherwise, you wouldn't be discussing this with me, but would have directly asked me for his release."

Guan Zu gave Gong Jiapei a thumbs up: "Gong Sir is Gong Sir, nothing can be hidden from you."

I also learned this from these two incidents. Huang Qifa may not have many other skills, but he's incredibly good at mobilizing people. He can get things done with Flying Tigers, negotiation experts, and bomb disposal specialists with just one phone call. He's definitely got some skills.

Gong Jiapei took a sip of tea and said leisurely, "He and He Shangsheng used to both work under Inspector Li!"

Upon hearing this, Guan Zu raised an eyebrow: "So you're fellow disciples, huh? Then there's nothing more to say, haha!"

Gong Jiapei glanced at Guan Zu and said, "Alright, get back to work and stop getting in the way!"

Guan Zu shrugged: "Goodbye, Officer Gong!"

After saying that, he turned around and went out.

Back in his office, Guan Zu picked up the phone and called Huang Qifa: "Huang sir, it's me, Zu. I have a tiny lead on this case. Do you have time to meet with me?"

Huang Qifa, who was on the other side, was overwhelmed by today's case. When he heard that Guan Zu had a clue, he immediately said that he wanted to come and find Guan Zu.

Kwan Cho quickly said that he could go by himself, and there was no reason for the chief inspector to come and meet the probationary inspector.

That doesn't make sense considering the age!

The next day arrived quickly. In an old bar in Yuen Long, the dilapidated furniture and thick dust showed that no one had been there for a long time.

Peter Zhang, with a cigar dangling from his mouth, sat alone on a single sofa with his eyes closed, seemingly oblivious to everything around him.

Not far from Peter Zhang stood several armed men, warily watching another direction inside the bar, where there was an old table. Two blond, blue-eyed white men placed a silver box on the table. "Bald Chen," with a large bald head, walked to the table and looked at the silver box.

He waved, and his henchman placed a black box on the table.

"Bald Chen" glanced at the two foreigners, said nothing, reached out and picked up the silver box, then turned and walked towards Peter Zhang.

The two white men didn't stop them; they simply opened the black box on the table. Once the box was opened, it was full of US dollars. The two white men immediately started counting the money excitedly!

"Bald Chen" placed the white box on the table in front of "Peter Zhang": "It's been so long, I thought you were dead!"

Peter Zhang took a puff of his cigar, coughed twice, and pulled out a microphone, placing it around his neck. "Don't think I'm back to help you. I just want to see the gems with my own eyes!"

After speaking, "Peter Zhang" ignored "Bald Chen" and reached out to take the box. After opening the box, he saw a deep blue gemstone with a platinum chain lying quietly inside.

Peter Zhang looked at the gemstone with a gleam in his eyes, slowly took off his glasses, carefully took the gemstone out of the box, and began to appraise it.

While "Peter Zhang" was appraising the gemstones, the old white man on the other side finished counting all the banknotes.

One of the older white men threw a wad of cash into the box and shouted at "Bald Chen," "Didn't you say it was ten million? How come there's only five million here? Where's the other five million?"

"Bald Chen" didn't even glance at the two elderly white men: "250 each. Those two didn't come, so it's just the two of you, 250 each. Five million, perfect!"

The old white man slammed the box shut: "They both died because of this gem. The Russian mafia..."

"You've been looking for us everywhere, you can't treat us like this!"

"Bald Chen" put his hands on his hips, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "That's your problem, I can't control it. If this gem is real, you can take your money and leave!"

"If this gem is fake, you'll all leave your lives behind!" With that, he pulled out a pistol and pointed it at "Peter Zhang's" head, who was examining the gem: "Say it, this gem is fake!"

"Peter Zhang" didn't even glance at the pistol above his head, focusing intently on the gem in his hand. After a few minutes, "Peter Zhang" looked up: "The gem is real!"

"Bald Chen" pointed the gun at "Peter Zhang" again: "The gemstone is fake!"

Peter Zhang turned and stared intently at him: "Really!"

"I said it's a lie!"

"I'm telling the truth!"

The two were locked in a stalemate, one saying it was false, the other insisting it was true.

At this point, the white man couldn't take it anymore: "I don't care what tricks you're playing, just give me the other five million dollars, and we're leaving!"

"Bald Chen" gave "Peter Zhang" a deep look, then suddenly turned around and fired several shots at the two old white men.

The two white men never expected that this bald man would be so unethical, directly launching a "double-cross" against them. They didn't even have time to draw the pistols tucked in their waistbands before "Bald Chen" shot them dead!

At this moment, "Peter Zhang" slowly stood up and walked out, saying as he went, "If you want to sell, I have a buyer!" He walked to the door and said, "I want a 20% commission!" Then he left the dilapidated bar.

"Bald Chen" didn't even glance at the departing "Peter Zhang," and ordered his henchmen, "Clean this place up!"

Then he plopped down in the spot where "Peter Zhang" had just been sitting, reached into the box, took out the gem, and quietly admired it.

Just as "Bald Chen" was admiring the gems, a flashbang suddenly flew in through the window. The flash blinded "Bald Chen" and his henchmen. Before he could react, a voice rang in his ears: "Listen up, you guys inside! I'm Chief Inspector Huang Qifa of the Major Crimes Unit. You're surrounded. You're ordered to lay down your weapons and surrender within one minute, or face the consequences!"

Upon hearing the voice, the "bald man" in front of him, surrounded by a sea of ​​white, instinctively drew his pistol, ready to fire in all directions. Unfortunately, just as he was about to pull the trigger, he felt as if his hand was being clamped by a pair of pliers, unable to move at all. He felt as if his pistol had been taken away, and then his hands were twisted behind his back. A chill ran down his wrists, and suddenly he felt a tremendous force pushing against his back, causing his entire body to uncontrollably take a few steps forward.

By the time "Bald Chen" regained his sight, he was already sitting in a police escort vehicle, with cold handcuffs on his hands.

He saw a bespectacled policeman standing in front of him. The policeman was a little excited: "Chen Wenjun, I am Chief Inspector Huang Qifa of the Serious Crimes Unit. We are now arresting you on suspicion of smuggling contraband, illegal possession of firearms, and murder, among other charges."

You have the right to remain silent. You are not required to speak unless you choose to, but what you say may be recorded and used as evidence.

After Huang Qifa finished speaking, he let out a long sigh of relief and, without caring about the reaction of "Bald Chen" inside, slammed the door of the escort vehicle shut.

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