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Before 1 p.m., Nine Dragons dragged his limping leg out of the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station. After walking down the stairs, he turned around and looked at the words "Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station" one last time. Then he slowly walked to the three cars parked not far from the police station, got into the middle Toyota Crown, and then the Crown sedan sped away, escorted by two vans in front and behind.

"Sir, aren't we going to go down and check? Those men in black from the night before might be in the van?" Standing at the second-floor window, watching Nine-Dragon walk out of the police station and get into his car, Zhang Ye couldn't help but ask.

"So what if there are those people inside? The procedures will definitely be formal and complete. Even if they are brought back in handcuffs, they will only be detained for 24 hours at most, and I can be sure they won't say anything."

What we need now is stability. Right now, only Nine-Dragon can keep things under control within the Wo Yi triad. If we arrest him, then Wo Yi's territory, once it descends into chaos, will be a piece of fat meat hanging on the table. We can't maintain control for long. When the major triads start fighting over it, it will be even harder to control. Regarding Ah Wong's matter, Nine-Dragon is actually the least suspicious; we just need to keep an eye on him.”

After a few seconds of silence, a hint of doubt flashed through Lu Qichang's mind; there were some things he couldn't say. He knew that Huang Zhicheng was illegally recruiting undercover police officers, but he hadn't looked into the specifics of the scale of the recruitment.

After Huang Zhicheng got into trouble, his superior and friend actually searched through all the documents Huang Zhicheng left at the police station and also searched through Huang Zhicheng's residence (it is normal for police officers to be dispatched to check Huang Zhicheng's residence after he got into trouble, with the approval of his superiors, in order to find out the cause).

However, no information on undercover agents could be found. That could be explained by the fact that Huang Zhicheng was not of a high enough level to recruit and send undercover agents, but it is very strange that there was not even a single piece of information on informants.

Moreover, before Nine-Dragon left, when I opened the interrogation room door for him, he muttered in a very low voice, almost to himself, "I don't even know who Inspector Wong is with? What kind of background does he have?"

Who's he working for? Ah Wong has always been working for me! My steady rise in rank is due to my own connections and background. And Ah Wong? He doesn't seem to have any connections. In the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station, I'm his connection.

After he was promoted to sheriff, he was directly transferred to work for his subordinates, whose abilities were arguably the strongest among all his men.

Over the years, he had risen from inspector to chief inspector, while the other had risen from sergeant to inspector, essentially crossing the same rank as him.

I know who helped me level up, but as for Ah Huang, I don't remember ever asking about his leveling up.

It seems that as long as I write a letter of recommendation, he will naturally be promoted. He is even exempt from the internal questionnaire that the Internal Affairs Department should have done. He doesn't even know when his influence became so great.

Looking back now, I wonder if my recommendation letter just gave Ah Huang's background an excuse to advance his career. In reality, I didn't contribute anything; I was just fulfilling my role as a tool, a tool being used.

Cao Tai had no idea what kind of trouble the casual remark he had Nine-Dragon deliver to Lu Qichang would cause him. Anyway, last night when they were plotting in Saigon, Da Sha secretly told him that Lu Qichang's mentor was Ye Jinfeng ("Infernal Affairs" Principal Ye), the current Senior Superintendent of the Criminal Investigation Department of the Police Headquarters.

Although Ye Jinfeng's specific position was not explained, Cao Tai knew that this was a great help from Uncle De.

A senior superintendent in the Criminal Investigation Department! If he were to be promoted one more rank, or if he were to be promoted internally, he would become another figure like Li Shutang, another powerful figure within the Chinese police force, and his strength would certainly not be inferior to Li Shutang's.

But Cao Tai knew that when this Inspector Ye was finally promoted to Chief Superintendent, he was not appointed as the Deputy Commander of the Criminal Investigation Department at headquarters, nor as the Deputy Commander of the Regional Headquarters. Instead, he was transferred to the second-line department, Wong Chuk Hang Police Academy, to serve as its principal.

Being transferred from a powerful unit that oversees departments such as the CIB (Criminal Intelligence Bureau), NB (Narcotics Bureau), CCB (Commercial Crime Bureau), and O-Division (Organized Crime and Triad Bureau) to the police academy is a blatant and overt relegation, with no pretense whatsoever.

Even after Principal Ye took office as the head of the police academy, Huang Zhicheng was still able to illegally recruit undercover agents at the academy, which shows that he must have gained Principal Ye's trust through Lu Qichang to do so.

Later, Lu Qichang was implicated and killed in the bombing! Cao Tai has a question mark here? Now he is somewhat suspicious that it was the work of that department under the police force that obeyed orders but not orders, in order to push Huang into the core of Principal Ye's power, because at this time Huang had basically gained Principal Ye's trust and was allowed to act in the police academy.

So even though Huang Zhicheng is dead, Cao Tai still wants to try and sow discord in Lu Qichang's heart. Cao Tai suspects that Huang Zhicheng is a mole in that department, and is basically certain, but he has no evidence. However, now that he has the means, he'll let the internal forces of the police department investigate, and let them fight it out—it's none of his business.

The secret that he was the big boss behind Nine Dragons could only be kept from people in the underworld, but it couldn't be kept from the police. Otherwise, it wouldn't be the most powerful law enforcement agency in Hong Kong.

Cao Tai didn't know what the consequences would be if he revealed a clue to a smart person like Lu Qichang. At worst, the police would only pay more attention to him than he had before.

However, if Lu Qichang could calmly reflect on things, he would probably discover some irrationality beneath Huang Zhicheng's seemingly reasonable actions. Once suspicion arises, Cao Tai believes that intelligent people would want to know the truth behind it all.

They enjoyed the sense of accomplishment that came from unraveling the mystery and arriving at an answer that was almost identical to their own guess. So Cao Tai didn't hesitate to pass on a message to Nine-Tattooed Dragon, asking him to secretly reveal some information to Lu Qichang.

It would be ideal if Lu Qichang could secretly sabotage the Political Department later on. Although the Political Department only had around 1000 official staff at its peak, it secretly extended its reach into all aspects of Hong Kong's politics, economy, and people's livelihood.

Their number of undercover agents and informants is absolutely enormous. Even in the underworld, Cao Tai is now basically certain that Hung Hing's Chiang Tin-sang and Wo Luen Shing's Jordan Lok have their shadows behind them.

After the death of Hung Hing founder Chiang Chen, his successors were Chiang Tin-sang and Chiang Tin-yeung. Although Chiang Tin-yeung was the second son, he was far-sighted and had a domineering and ruthless temperament. He was a representative of elegance and loyalty in the gang (film and television compilation, excluding comics).

As the eldest son, Chiang Tin-sang was a pale-faced scholar at the time. Although he later demonstrated foresight and organizational ability after becoming the leader of Hung Hing, he is now lagging behind his younger brother in the succession struggle.

Despite having the advantage in the succession, Chiang Tien Yang was forced to flee to Siam. Chiang Tien Shing, however, created a dramatic comeback, the reasons for which are shrouded in mystery and leave much to the imagination!

Now that Cao Tai knows the Political Department has secretly intervened, he needs to start planning ahead regarding his "Futai" company.

A large, purely Chinese-owned company was about to rise, and its rise coincided perfectly with the crucial moment of negotiations. Considering the subsequent periods of chaos in Hong Kong, one can vaguely see the Special Branch's pawns planted in various strata of society, even though the Special Branch had already been dissolved for over a decade or two.

Cao Tai worried that before he was fully developed, the Political Department would use the "treat him to a meal, behead him, and take him in as a dog" three-pronged attack. Even if he used his spatial abilities to send a few pineapples to those people, he would still be filthy even if he won.

Therefore, Cao Tai felt no psychological pressure when he had the chance to cause trouble for those people.

Even if Lu Qichang is not grateful to me later, and still has opinions about me, he will still have to deal with me within the framework, unlike those hyenas who will stop at nothing.

Now, as Luk Kai-cheung ponders Huang Chi-shing's true identity, he also needs to recall whether he has ever revealed his own secrets to Huang, or whether Huang has found any leverage over him. If so, he needs to discuss with Inspector Yip as soon as possible whether it will affect Huang.

As a local faction, it is actually divided into several factions. Although they are seen as one entity by outsiders, each faction has its own demands and biases.

Li Shutang's faction was conservative, advocating for negotiation and cooperation with all parties, as long as stability was maintained. However, his generals Huang Bingyao and Cai Yuanqi had completely different working styles.

Inspector Yip, on the other hand, is more radical. He maintains a peaceful coexistence with the various factions within the organization, but he advocates for a severe crackdown on triad forces that disrupt society. His subordinate, Superintendent Cheuk King-chuen, always has drug dealers either killed or injured on his missions. His complaint letters are so numerous that they could be stored in a separate filing cabinet in the complaints department.

As for Inspector Lam from the Central District, although he wore glasses and appeared refined, even Inspector Yip didn't want to talk much with him about this important figure who was considered a key member of the local faction.

While Lu Sir secretly visited Ye Sir under the cover of night, Mr. Cao was disciplining his underlings.

After obtaining the gang's ledgers and the "Undersea Register" from Chen Xikang, the leader of the Wo Yi organization, and extracting over ten million dollars in cash from six high-ranking members, Cao Tai instructed Wang Weiguo to hand over the ledgers, the "Undersea Register," and six million dollars in cash to Nine-Dragon, so that he could take over and integrate Wo Yi.

Then Wang Weiguo gave each of his brothers a bonus of HK$10, while the three leaders, Wang Weiguo, Ning Wei, and Xiao Fu, each received HK$30. He himself kept nearly US$50 in foreign currency.

The majority of these individuals' assets were invested in real estate and businesses, totaling approximately 60 to 70 million. Apart from the gang's assets, which amounted to over 30 million, because they had accounting records and could have been transferred to Nine-Dragon with the help of a lawyer, the majority of their assets were invested in real estate and businesses.

The remaining tens of millions of dollars is a huge piece of meat, but because it involves many people, many of whom are quite capable, if you consult a professional to calculate whether you want to get it back, the effort and return will not be proportional, and it seems like a losing proposition.

After thinking it over, since they had already acquired about half of the fixed assets and emptied the cash of several people, with themselves taking the largest share, they decided to avoid getting involved in the remaining troubles.

So Cao Tai asked Wang Weiguo to take the men to contribute to land reclamation. Then, on a whim, Mr. Cao, wanting to see his men operate the equipment firsthand, drove dozens of kilometers to a secluded beach in Qingshui Bay one night to observe.

Then Mr. Cao got so angry that he's kicking Wang Weiguo's butt. If he had the means, Mr. Cao would have burned He Yi and the others, ground them into powder, and dumped the powder into the sea—it wouldn't matter at the crematorium, would it?

Cooking by yourself would be too noisy, and while a large meat grinder can process meat, the bones still need to be processed separately, which is not only troublesome, but also involves too many steps and makes it easier for the bones to be exposed at some point.

Then he gave Weiguo a suggestion: fill oil drums with cement and sink them into the sea, and also reminded him of the precautions.

Luckily, I came to the site myself to take a look, otherwise Wei Guo would have cut corners for him again.

After lightly kicking Wei Guo's buttocks a few times, Cao Tai calmed his anger before muttering, "I told you to strip me naked, tie me up, and put me in the barrel. Before you put me in, make an incision in my abdomen, insert an iron pipe, and make sure the other end of the pipe extends beyond the oil barrel for later ventilation."

Don't you know that the decomposition of a corpse produces a lot of gas? What if the gas pressure is so high that it breaks through the cement and the bones float out and are discovered?

These people are just missing for now. The police know something is wrong, but they won't put in much effort to investigate. If they find remains, and that causes big trouble for Nine-Dragon, wouldn't their business be ruined?

Leaving an exhaust pipe means that even if the bodies turn to bones later, seawater can still be pumped in through the pipe to increase the weight and prevent the oil drums from being pushed to the shore by the current. Although it is not foolproof, it can last for ten or eight years, and then it will not be a problem.

Do you understand?

"Understood, understood!" Wang Weiguo replied hastily while rubbing his buttocks.

During his years of military service, he experienced the trials of blood and fire, but in private, Wang Weiguo was a lively character in front of close friends, unlike Ning Wei, who was usually serious and never smiled.

Cao Tai didn't understand why he had become so cold-blooded and indifferent to life, casually deciding the fate of six people, even though, to be fair, all six deserved to die.

But now Cao Tai sometimes feels like a god looking down on the world, as if looking at ants.

After transmigrating, his actions were like playing a game. The characters here were like NPCs, and killing people seemed to Cao Tai as easy as stepping on an ant.

Cao Tai knew he had a problem with his mindset, but unfortunately he couldn't tell anyone, let alone consult a psychologist.

After having Gang Sheng as his girlfriend, why was he so persistent in pursuing Xiao Mei? It was because, apart from Gang Sheng, Xiao Mei was the second person in this Hong Kong variety show world who had ever stirred Cao Tai's heart. Getting close to them seemed to make his human side suppress his divine side.

Under Cao Tai's guidance, they used the binding straps that were readily available on the ground to tie the men up tightly, put a wooden stick in each of their mouths, and then wrapped them with tape.

The small dry material mixer had started adding water and mixing. Six people were then made to open their abdomens one by one, lifted up and placed into a large oil drum. After adjusting their positions, a long iron pipe, as thick as a child's arm, was inserted into the previously opened abdomen.

Although the men had been on the verge of death from the interrogation over the previous two days, and could only groan a few times when their bellies were cut open, the intense pain when the iron pipe was inserted into their stomachs still caused them to let out heart-wrenching screams. Unfortunately, the screams were blocked in their throats by the wooden stick and tape, and only a few sounds came out of their nostrils, which were blown away by the sea breeze within a dozen meters.

It tried to struggle violently, but was tightly bound by the cable ties and the walls of the oil drum, its wide eyes revealing extreme fear and pain.

The well-mixed concrete was poured into the oil drums one by one. As the flowing concrete gradually submerged the tear-streaked faces, it also buried the last traces of life of these people.

Finally, the small mixer truck ran out of concrete, which was just over one cubic meter. Cao Tai and his team filled all the large oil drums that they had cut and welded themselves, especially the special large drum made by Uncle Yi's father, Fat Uncle (referencing the image of Fat Deng from the Wo Luen Shing). Because Fat Uncle's size was comparable to that of two ordinary people, his special drum was also half the size larger than the others.

The other people's buckets were basically full after being filled with about 500 kilograms of concrete, but his bucket was almost not full even after he filled it with the rest of the concrete. The other people's buckets and materials totaled only about 600 or 700 kilograms, but his looked almost twice as heavy as the others.

Without any lifting equipment, it took more than a dozen people more than three hours to load six cement drums onto the fishing boat by carrying them on their shoulders and by hand, and they almost died from exhaustion.

The cement mixer truck left first, while the others stayed on the beach to rest for a while before cleaning up any traces on the sand. Cao Tai and Wang Weiguo went out to sea on a boat; besides the boatman, Da Sha, they were the only two on board.

After the fishing boat had been sailing for over an hour, Big Fool in the wheelhouse shouted, "Brother Tai, we've reached the area between Donglongzhou and Nanguozhou, we're not on the course!"

The sound traveled from the cockpit to the deck, slightly distorted by the sea breeze, but Cao Tai, with his keen hearing, heard it clearly. He raised his hand and gestured for the cockpit to stop, and the roar of the diesel engine gradually subsided.

Once the machine is idling, the propeller slowly stirs the seawater, allowing the fishing boat to maintain its shape and prevent it from being pushed too far by the waves.