Hong Kong variety show: Starting from Cold War 1994

Chapter 83 Finally found the organization, and got Ka-Kui sorted out... (Third update, please subscribe)

"Boss, you're here! Fine tea and delicious snacks upstairs!"

The waiter, with a towel draped over his shoulder, a teapot in his left hand, and a stack of wooden cages half his height in his right, strode up to the second floor as if walking on flat ground.

"Thank you!"

Shen Shaofeng smiled as he took baskets of pastries from the waiter, covering the table completely.

"Gentlemen, please have some tea."

He picked up the teapot and poured tea for Chen Jiaju and Yang Jianhua, who returned the gesture by lightly tapping the table.

"Yang Ke, steak and red wine are fine for an occasional meal or two, but if you really want something filling, you'll need Chinese food."

Shen Shaofeng simply omitted the word "long".

As he spoke, he picked up a shrimp dumpling and began to chew it heartily.

Mmm, the outer skin is soft and chewy, the shrimp meat is springy, and the juice is delicious. This teahouse's dishes are really good.

Write it down in a small notebook and fill in the food map.

Shen Shaofeng pointed to the plaque that read "Centennial Old Shop" hanging in the center of the private room, and seemed to say with emotion: "Hong Kong Island is a Chinese place. These old teahouses and restaurants have been open for more than a hundred years. There must be a reason for it."

"As for Western food, well, it's never really suited my taste."

These are Shen Shaofeng's honest thoughts.

Even though he lived in America in his previous life, his Eastern stomach meant that he mainly ate Chinese food.

Of course, it's authentic Chinese food made by a private chef, not garbage like General Tso's Chicken.

Shen Shaofeng's words seemed to be merely a personal commentary on the food culture of the two places.

But Yang Jianhua had a different understanding.

This young man, who was just beginning to make a name for himself in the police force, seemed to disagree with certain Westernized aspects of Hong Kong Island.

To put it bluntly, he can distinguish between what truly belongs to his own people and what is "goods from outsiders."

A red heart and a firm stance—that's good enough.

Chen Jiaju chuckled and chimed in, "That's right. Those Western restaurants dare to charge hundreds of dollars for a salad, a steak, and a cream soup, and you still won't be full."

"If it weren't for my girlfriend May saying she wanted to be romantic, I wouldn't have bothered going!"

After saying that, he picked up a chicken foot and gnawed on it with relish.

Yang Jianhua smiled and didn't continue the topic. Instead, he asked, "Sir Shen seems to be very busy lately? I've been watching the Hong Kong news, and the Zero Division has cracked several major cases recently, and you've been on the front lines."

Shen Shaofeng waved his hand: "If you two don't mind, you can just call me Shaofeng. What you just said, Yang Ke, is just part of our job. That's what we 0 reporters do."

Yang Jianhua picked up his teacup and took a sip of Pu'er tea: "Shaofeng, you don't need to be overly modest. Being able to do your job as a police officer is already better than many people who hold positions without doing their jobs."

Shen Shaofeng put down his chopsticks and sighed: "Yang Ke, don't laugh at me, but in your eyes, I probably seem very glamorous, solving cases and appearing on 'Police News' and such."

"In fact, sometimes when I really need to get things done, those foreigners up there are always causing trouble and making things difficult, damn it!"

At this point, Shen Shaofeng seemed to realize that it wasn't appropriate to swear in front of the two seniors so casually, and covered his mouth.

"Haha, sorry, I just felt compelled to say this. I'll drink tea instead of wine as a self-punishment."

Yang Jianhua didn't take it seriously and asked again, "Shaofeng, what do you think of the triads in Hong Kong? I mean, after 97—"

"Uh, don't get me wrong, I just happened to see some gangsters collecting protection money on my way to the teahouse, and that's what I was thinking. You can just chat with me casually."

She stared at Shen Shaofeng silently, seemingly taking his next answer very seriously; it was clearly not as simple as "just chatting."

Shen Shaofeng pretended to think for a few seconds before replying, "Yang Ke, you may have heard that I led a team to eliminate the Ni family, a major drug lord in Tsim Sha Tsui."

"Yes, I've heard of it."

Yang Jianhua and Chen Jiaju nodded at the same time, and the latter also stopped eating, clearly quite interested in the topic.

"In fact, after eliminating the Ni family, Li Sir, the head of the Mong Kok Anti-Triad Unit, asked me to go with him to talk to a group of triad bosses who were involved there —"

He recounted to the two how he had analyzed the situation, offered advice, and drawn red lines for the Crown Prince, Axe Jun, and other triad leaders.

In conclusion, Shen Shaofeng said, "I think it's an impossible task to completely eradicate the triad influence across Hong Kong Island in a short period of time."

"But we must be clear about which ones we must resolutely crack down on."

After saying that, he picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"This is just my personal opinion; I hope you two will forgive my ignorance."

Chen Jiaju was stunned.

Having served in the police force for so long, he always adhered to the principle of catching thieves, but he found that in recent years, while Hong Kong Island's economy has been getting better and better, public security has been deteriorating rapidly.

This left this impatient person unable to understand the reason behind it.

After listening to Shen Shaofeng's words and reflecting on what he had personally witnessed about the behavior of some of his foreign superiors, he seemed to have gained some insight.

Turns out it's all those foreigners' fault!

"Well said, Shaofeng, I'll toast you!"

He picked up his teacup and clinked it against Shen Shaofeng's.

At this moment, Yang Jianhua secretly praised Shen Shaofeng's keen sense of smell.

Despite holding the position of inspector, this person's thoughts and ideas were already at the level of how to manage the entire Hong Kong Island community.

Li Wenbin:

What's remarkable is that he doesn't aim too high, but rather plans to use Tsim Sha Tsui, a place where he has just established his authority, as a "pilot project" before gradually making his move.

Capable, visionary, thoughtful, and firm in his stance.

One word: Awesome!

It seems that the goals assigned to me by the organization have been basically—no, moreover, exceeded.

"Shaofeng, what you said is very insightful."

Yang Jianhua gave a thumbs up.

After that, the three of them stopped there and didn't continue the topic. Instead, they ate and chatted about some interesting anecdotes from the police force.

Well, it was mainly Chen Jiaju who was talking, with Shen Shaofeng and Yang Jianhua occasionally chiming in.

After finishing a pot of tea and emptying several baskets of pastries, Yang Jianhua checked his watch, stood up, and said, "I have something to attend to, so I'll take my leave first. Shaofeng, let's talk again sometime."

She shook hands with Shen Shaofeng, handed him a business card, and whispered, "If you encounter any difficulties at work in the future, or if there are any people or things that are hard to handle, you can call my personal number—"

Shen Shaofeng solemnly accepted the card, suppressing the urge to shout, "I've drifted through half my life, never to meet a worthy master—" He nodded heavily and said, "Thank you, Yang Ke. This is my business card. Please contact me when you have time."

The two exchanged business cards, and Yang Jianhua waved to Chen Jiaju: "Goodbye, Fusheng."

"Yes, take care. Have some tea sometime."

After Yang Jianhua left, only Shen Shaofeng and Chen Jiaju remained in the private room.

Chen Jiaju stuffed the last shrimp dumpling into his mouth, let out a burp, and picked up a toothpick.

"Shaofeng, what do you think of Hua Nu?"

Shen Shaofeng lit a cigarette and objectively commented, "Yang Ke is very capable."

"More than that! She's practically a superwoman—"

Chen Jiaju then vividly recounted how he and Yang Jianhua had fought bravely against Cai Ba in Malaysia, and how the latter chased after a train on a motorcycle.

"Inspector Chen————"

"We're all on the same side, just call me Brother Ju!"

"Yeah, Koma, I heard you were just as impressive back then, daring to chase a helicopter while climbing a rope ladder. No wonder you're a super cop!"

"Haha, it's nothing, just a small matter!"

"Super Cop" Chan Ka-kui was smug and oblivious to the malicious smile on Shen Siu-fung's face.

"Brother Ju, you're so brave, I wonder if you'd be interested in dealing with a bunch of vicious kidnappers?"

When Chen Jiaju heard Shen Shaofeng suddenly change the subject, he raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Tell me about it."

So Shen Shaofeng pulled a chair next to Chen Jiaju and whispered in his ear, "Brother Ju, it's like this, just yesterday, the youngest son of real estate tycoon Ye Xiaoli—"

Chen Jiaju remained silent and listened to Shen Shaofeng's story.

After about ten seconds, he looked at Shen Shaofeng with a strange expression: "Such a big matter, and our regional major crime unit didn't get a single tip-off, yet Ye Xiaoli actually took the initiative to contact you?"

"Also, why are you looking for me? There are so many of you in the 0 department."

"Brother Ju, your track record is known to all the citizens of Hong Kong. Moreover, for this case, the fewer frontline personnel involved, the better. Quality over quantity."

Chen Jiaju quickly waved his hand: "Shaofeng, don't flatter me. Such a big thing, are you taking all the blame? If something goes wrong, who will take the blame?"

Seeing that Chen Jiaju did not immediately agree, Shen Shaofeng quickly said, "So I won't do anything reckless. I've already arranged for people to keep an eye on that mole 24 hours a day, and I've also made arrangements with the CIB."

"Brother Ju, I know you've been ripped off by rich guys more than once during your police career, but we police officers can't just stand by and watch someone die, can we?"

Chen Jiaju pondered for a moment, then suddenly slammed his hand on the table: "You're right! I'm a policeman, I should arrest thieves!"

Just as he was about to agree with great enthusiasm, he suddenly remembered something else.

"Uh—but for something this important, I have to ask my boss for permission!"

"Of course, but it's best to keep it a secret."

Shen Shaofeng knew who Chen Jiaju's superior was.

Senior Superintendent of Police, Hong Kong Island Region, Tung Piu.

In "Police Story," although Uncle Piao was often so angered by Chan Ka-kui that he wanted to jump off a building, he was inherently protective of his own and hated evil.

Without his help to clean up the mess, given Chan Ka-kui's knack for causing trouble, he would have been transferred to guard the reservoir long ago!

Chen Jiaju scratched his head, looking embarrassed, and said, "I'm afraid Uncle Piao will scold me. Shaofeng, what do you think I should say to him?"

Shen Shaofeng exhaled a smoke ring, shrugged, and said, "What else can I do? Of course, I'll just tell the truth."

"I've also heard about Inspector Tung's character. He's always been the one who takes the best care of you. Don't worry, tell him that he promises not to cause any trouble this time, and that he'll only bring honor to the Major Crimes Unit."

He gave Chen Jiaju another round of persuasion and taught him a few more phrases.

"Okay, I'll call Uncle Piao."

Three minutes later.

Chen Jiaju hung up the phone and clenched his fist!

"Yes, Uncle Piao agreed!"

Shen Shaofeng extended his right hand and exchanged fists with him.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch.

"Brother Ju, the kidnappers demanded that Ye Xiaoli prepare the ransom by 3 PM today. Let's pay and set off!"

"it is good."

"Well, just in case, I think it would be safer for us to find another skilled person."

"Huh? Who is it? Aren't I enough for you?"

"Former SDU's number one killer, Stephen Chow!"

Shen Shaofeng thought to himself: "Chen Jiaju + Stephen Chow, Mr. Kidnapper, good luck."

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