Hong Kong variety show: I wanted to be a lawyer, but I became a big shot.

"If that's the case, whom would he side with?"

"Wo Luen Shing? Sun Kee? Hung Lok? Or other combinations of numbers?"

"It couldn't possibly be the Chaozhou gang..."

Just as Liang Kun was making wild guesses, the phone rang again, startling him.

He glanced at the caller ID and, seeing it was Lin Bei's number, immediately answered.

"Hey, did you find anything after looking at office buildings all day?"

"Of course! I was just about to tell you some good news. A Chinese-owned company is going bankrupt, and they have a 28-story Grade A office building that was just over a year old and they want to cash out. The original price was 2.2 billion, but I managed to get it down to 1.8 billion."

"Boss, get some cash ready. I plan to meet with the owner tomorrow, and if we reach an agreement, I'll buy it directly!"

"1.8 billion? We should save where we can. We can keep the remaining 400 million as start-up capital for other businesses!"

"That's what I was thinking too. Okay, I have to go now..."

"Hey, wait a minute, Da Tou just called and told me something that's really puzzling me. Can you help me analyze it..."

So, Leung Kwan recounted a series of strange phenomena that had occurred on the Ching Hing site in Kwun Tong.

Upon hearing this, Lin Bei on the other end of the phone had already guessed most of the situation.

Who is Laughing?

Double undercover agent.

He can be a gangster if he wants, or a cop if he wants.

He's a two-faced person who can switch sides at any time, so his sudden arrest of Li Tianyi must have been orchestrated by the police behind him.

Their goal was to control the remaining territory and manpower of Zhengxing, as a pledge of allegiance to other forces.

Laughing, the undercover agent, was asked to take such a huge risk to infiltrate a smuggling gang, but he absolutely refused because the contribution was too small.

Therefore, there is only one other possibility: that he infiltrated a group that sells fans.

Among the most likely to switch sides are Tung Sing, Dizang, the newly emerging leader of the Filial Piety Gang, and Gentleman Sheng of Hung Lok. The remaining one is Lin Kun, who provides large quantities of high-purity flour to the Chaozhou Gang.

However, given the Chaozhou gang's xenophobic nature and Lin Kun's cautious nature, it was impossible for him to cooperate with someone as arrogant as Laughing.

If that's the case, then only these three groups that sell the most noodles on Hong Kong Island remain.

As for Xinji, Axe Jun and his associates started to withdraw from the business last year and shifted their focus to the entertainment industry and gambling dens.

However, with Lin Bei's interference, Hung Hing's power grew, and Sun Kee was forced to retreat to places like Tsim Sha Tsui, Yau Ma Tei, and Wong Tai Sin, not daring to move. In addition, with successive investment failures, the death of the second-in-command on an outlying island, and constant infighting among its members, it seemed that Sun Kee didn't have many years left to live.

"Boss, I think Laughing is very likely to go and join Tung Sing."

"Tung Sing? Why? Tung Sing's territory is only that rural area of ​​Yuen Long now. Why doesn't he choose to find Di Zang, who is also a member of the Hiu-character gang, or Gentleman Sheng, who is also a member of Hung Lok?"

"I suspect it's related to Sanfeng and Shuiling's return to Hong Kong, so we need to keep a close eye on this. I'll have Jianjun send a special team to monitor the remnants of Zhengxing later."

"Okay, I trust you to do things right. I'm going to get a massage now, that's all."

"good!"

drop.

Lin Bei hung up the phone and then called Wang Jianjun, instructing him to have Li Jie bring people to monitor the situation.

Besides being a good bodyguard, Li Jie is also an excellent detective.

In the car, Ou Yongen saw Lin Bei was so busy, so he asked him what was wrong.

"Abei, why don't I go back to the villa first, so as not to disturb your work?"

Lin Bei hung up the phone and pulled her into a tight embrace.

"It's rare for us to be out today, so let's have a nice meal together and enjoy some time alone."

"I'm sorry, you wouldn't be so tired now if it weren't for me."

Ou Yongen shook his head and rested his head on Lin Bei's chest.

"This is my own choice, and I have no one to blame but myself."

Then, she remembered something else.

"By the way, my mentor knows I'm in a relationship, and he says he wants to meet you."

"Tomorrow's Saturday, are you free to come to his house for dinner...?"

Lin Bei's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

The method of using the identity card will then be revealed.

He was hoping to find an opportunity to get an introduction from Au Yong-en, but unexpectedly, the lawyer, Jian Ao-wei, actually offered himself up.

Then he won't hold back.

"Okay, no problem."

"Should we arrange to bring the gifts along? Otherwise, it feels a bit strange to go empty-handed and freeload..."

"I see. The master likes black and white film photography and prefers film. How about we buy him an old-fashioned camera?"

"Okay, whatever you say..."

Lin Bei agreed verbally, but in his mind he was already planning how to start the conversation when he met Jian Aowei tomorrow.

Jian Aowei has been immersed in the Hong Kong legal profession for decades. He has extensive connections and a high seniority. If we can get his support, many things will go much more smoothly in the future.

He instinctively hugged Ou Yongen tighter, inhaling the faint fragrance in her hair, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

"Let's not go back tonight. I'll take you out for dinner, then to see a movie, and then we'll have a three-hundred-round battle outside."

Lin Bei said in a low voice.

Ou Yongen nodded, her face flushed, her gaze towards Lin Bei almost drooling:

"I'll do whatever you say..."

"Haha, my Yongen baby is the most obedient."

Lin Bei smiled and pinched the tip of her nose.

......

Kwun Tong, on the territory of Cheng Hing.

As soon as Laughing returned to the bar, without even taking a sip of water, he immediately gathered his men and called several trusted underlings to his office to give them instructions.

He sent his men out to contact familiar boatmen in the vicinity, to connect them with the small fishing boats that sailed near the coast, so that they could be readily deployed to assist when the camels were transporting flour.

The henchmen didn't ask any further questions after hearing this, and simply dispersed.

After arranging all that, Laughing locked the office door, pulled a spare pager from a drawer compartment, quickly dialed a number, and sent a message.

After finishing, he casually put the pager back in its place, opened the door and went downstairs. He continued to chat casually with the bartender, but his eyes kept glancing at the street corner.

Twenty minutes later, Sir Sin arrived.

He was wearing a black baseball cap with the brim pulled low. Instead of entering through the main entrance, he went around to the alley behind the bar.

The back door was ajar; he pushed it open gently and slipped inside.

Laughing was already waiting for him at the corner of the stairs. The two didn't say much and went up to the second floor one after the other.

"What's going on? Why are you looking for me so urgently?"

As soon as Sir Sin entered, he spoke in a low voice, his tone tinged with wariness.

Laughing walked to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain to glance outside, and only after confirming that no one was following him did he turn back and answer in a low voice:

"I have successfully transferred to Tung Sing."

"The camel company has already given their approval and said they will arrange for a batch of goods to be shipped from Kwun Tong tonight."

He paused, observing Sir Sin's expression:

"Sir, do you think we should take action?"

Upon hearing this, Inspector Sin's eyes immediately lit up, and his breathing quickened slightly. He immediately pressed for an answer:

How much stock do you have?

"Not much, just one hundred kilograms."

Laughing pursed his lips, his face showing a worried expression.

"The camel probably just wanted to test whether my line was stable."

"One hundred kilograms is indeed not a lot."

Sir Xian paced around the room a couple of times, then began to analyze in a low voice.

"However, given the size of Tung Sing, it's not like Camel's style to only ship one or two tons at a time."

"He's testing the waters with 100 kilograms now; there's definitely going to be a large shipment later."

He stopped and turned to look at Laughing, his gaze intense:

"Don't rush to arrest them this time."

"Gather all the evidence of the crime and try to find out the location of the camel's powder storage."

"If we're going to do it, let's do something big!"

Laughing's pupils suddenly contracted.

He originally thought that Inspector Sin would let him catch the culprit red-handed with the goods, but he didn't expect the other party to have such a big appetite, actually wanting to play the long game and uproot the entire Tung Sing syndicate.

But then I thought, I've risked my life to get to this point, and I've been on the verge of death time and time again. Isn't it all just waiting for a big enough catch to close the net?

He paused for a few seconds, then slowly nodded:

"Understood, I'll figure something out."