Chapter 143: The Terror of the Doctor's Gang!
The sound of automatic machine guns rattled, suppressing the Hong Kong Police Force, making it impossible for them to raise their heads.
This was war!
The semi-automatic firearms of the Hong Kong Police Force were no match for the fully automatic weapons of the other side.
What made Chan Ka-Kui furious was that the opponents were not only incredibly accurate but also worked together seamlessly—under alternating cover, his side couldn't even retaliate, let alone pop their heads out.
"This isn't going to work."
Sweat poured down Chan Ka-Kui's face.
He was willing to fight criminals to the death, but every time he did, he was also afraid.
Truly, afraid!
Everyone only had one life; he, Chan Ka-Kui, was just lucky, not some savior who would revive after death.
However, his faith gave him enough courage to fight for his life.
Chan Ka-Kui thought for a moment and held up his hat.
Bang, bang, bang!
The hat immediately drew concentrated fire, and Chan Ka-Kui's heart sank.
"Damn it, I should have let the Flying Tigers commander come in; I was overconfident!"
At this moment, he was filled with regret.
Lin Feng had clearly given him precise intelligence, and he knew the criminals were the Doctor's gang. Yet, he hadn't taken it seriously... "We need to find a way to break out; we can't stay in the monitoring room."
"If we wait for them to surround us, one grenade could kill us all!"
The police officers all looked pale.
Chan Ka-Kui's words were harsh, but they were the truth.
"Chan sir, give us your orders."
Chan Ka-Kui knew that at this moment, he absolutely had to give orders quickly, even if they were wrong orders, it was better than waiting to die!
"All units, attention! We will break out together in a moment."
"Don't be shy with grenades; throw them when you need to."
"Our only hope now is that the three patrol cars outside the Concord Building notice our actions."
"Everyone, charge with me!"
Chan Ka-Kui was truly brave, leading the charge.
He couldn't pull off the trick of sending his brothers to charge while he covered the rear; or rather, that thought simply didn't exist in his mind.
That's why his prestige was so high.
Even if it seemed like a suicide mission, everyone was willing to follow him.
Charging out with Chan sir might mean a one-in-ten chance of survival.
Staying in the monitoring room meant certain death.
The police officers bravely charged out, completely exceeding the expectations of Rabbit, Sang Bang, and the others, who quickly deployed forces to intercept them. A few unlucky police officers were hit.
Chan Ka-Kui hardened his heart and said:
"Disperse quickly."
"No hesitation; once we hesitate, we'll die!"
The fallen police officers also had the resolve to fight to the death. There was no escaping, so they focused on dealing with the terrorists, killing one to break even, two for a profit.
However, how could their semi-automatic rifles compare to the Doctor's gang of thugs?
Their shooting skills were even worse; the opponents had fought their way out of battlefields.
In a few moments, wails echoed throughout the basement.
Chan Ka-Kui's mind was in turmoil.
The opponent was so sinister! So vicious!
They could have killed the injured police officers, but they didn't.
It wasn't because they were kind, but because they wanted to break the morale of the police officers in the underground parking lot.
A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Chan Ka-Kui's mouth:
"These guys are really damn experienced."
"This is bad."
Their own strength was inferior to the opponent's, and their strategy and tactics were completely crushed.
In such a situation, the opponent even employed psychological warfare; their intentions were truly deplorable!
Chan Ka-Kui watched his side's morale visibly decline, some people's movements began to hesitate, already inferior to others, now they were hesitating... Wasn't this just asking for death?
Chan Ka-Kui steeled his heart and said to Chow Kam:
"Let's find a way to the elevator, to the top floor!"
Chow Kam nervously said:
"To the top floor?"
A cold glint flashed in Chan Ka-Kui's eyes:
"Go find the Doctor!"
"To catch the bandits, first catch their king."
"The Doctor's gang's strength far exceeds our imagination."
"Even if the Flying Tigers came, they wouldn't be able to match them."
Chow Kam gave a bitter smile, unable to argue.
He had never seen such a heavily armed group of thugs, and what was terrifying was their discipline, which seemed ingrained in their bones.
No wonder the Doctor's gang had committed so many crimes without leaving a single clue.
Honestly, with the caliber of the Doctor and his crew, who the hell could make them leave clues?
It didn't matter if the plan failed, there was still a huge margin for error—their formidable firepower was their ultimate trump card.
Chow Kam even wondered if the Anglo-Saxon Garrison had as much firepower as the Doctor's gang.
"I'll listen to Chan sir."
Chan Ka-Kui was drenched in sweat, but he dared not wipe it. He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and roared:
"Now, go!"
The two sprang up like leopards, and in the blink of an eye, several guns pointed at them, with bullets following.
Another half second of delay and these two would be dead!
Fortunately, the two held on.
Chan Ka-Kui, hiding behind cover, said with joy:
"Now we can proceed to the next step."
However, the next moment his face changed drastically:
"When did you get hit?"
Chow Kam tightly clutched his shoulder, his fingers covered in blood; his face was covered in a fine layer of sweat, and he forced a smile:
"It's nothing, just a bite."
Chan Ka-Kui opened his mouth, then gritted his teeth and said:
"Hold on!"
Chow Kam nodded solemnly.
If he held on, he would live; if he didn't, he would die!
No one needed to teach him that!
Chan Ka-Kui and Chow Kam cautiously rushed to the elevator, their hearts sinking:
"There are people in the elevator."
This was deadly!
If no one had entered the elevator, then they would have had a glimmer of hope, rushing to the top floor before Rabbit and the others.
But if others noticed and they took the elevator, it would be a death trap.
If someone pressed the elevator doors on three adjacent floors, they would be subjected to concentrated fire.
Chow Kam clearly also thought of this:
"Chan sir, what should we do?"
Chan Ka-Kui gritted his teeth and said:
"Take the stairs!"
Chow Kam exclaimed:
"This is the seventieth floor!"
Chan Ka-Kui said impatiently:
"Who said we're climbing seventy floors?"
"We're leaving from the second floor."
"We must make contact with the outside world."
When the Police Force conducted major operations, they always confiscated phones and other items uniformly, to prevent any mishaps.
But now... Chan Ka-Kui's mind was clear. This was not the time to be a lone hero. The best course of action was to make contact with the outside world and have the Flying Tigers Special Duties Unit enter.
Otherwise, not only the brothers trapped in the underground parking lot, but also the celebrities attending the exhibition on the top floor of the Concord Building, would suffer a devastating disaster.
Those were a hundred Hong Kong celebrities, over three hundred prominent figures, and even three pairs of foreign envoys and their spouses.
If such an incident were to occur, even the Police Commissioner would likely be held accountable.
Chan Ka-Kui could not bear this responsibility.
There was only one solution now: to call for outside help.
After they finished communicating, the two immediately changed their objective. The elevator was out of the question, and they seized a gap to head straight for the stairs.
"Chan sir, aren't we going to the first floor?"
Chow Kam asked, puzzled.
Chan Ka-Kui said while running:
"What do you think the first-floor lobby looks like right now?"
Chow Kam suddenly fell silent.
In fact, just as Rabbit shot at the camera, a team of people dressed in hotel waiter uniforms entered the first-floor lobby from the underground parking lot.
The lobby manager looked at the suddenly appearing staff with confusion. Just as he was about to ask, he saw the other side grin and pull out a silenced pistol.
Puff, puff, puff!
Muffled groans were heard, and the lobby manager fell down with a shocked expression, with only one thought in his mind—Chan Ka-Kui was right!
Along with the lobby manager, the original waiters of the Concord Building also fell.
These thugs, without changing their expressions, each took one person, dragging all the waiters into the back room of the lobby.
Then they quickly began to clean up, each person acting like a well-trained waiter, indistinguishable from any other hotel.
In other words, if these two dared to walk out from the first floor, it would be tantamount to walking into a trap.
Chow Kam believed Chan Ka-Kui's judgment, and thus felt even more distressed.
"Chan sir, you said we already gave them enough warnings, why didn't they listen?"
Chan Ka-Kui was nonchalant,
"There are always some people who think they are exceptions."
"I've seen too many people like that."
"Only when it comes down to it do they realize that they are not an exception, nor are they unique."
"Regret, in fact, is the most useless thing."
Chow Kam deeply agreed.
The two were not chatting idly; in this tense moment, a proper mental relief was necessary, otherwise, mistakes would occur under extreme nervous tension.
"Ready... 1, 2, 3... Jump!"
Bang!
Glass shattered as the two jumped down from the second floor.
This immediately alerted the patrol cars outside the Concord Building.
Chan Ka-Kui reminded his colleagues the moment they arrived: "Quick, contact Chief Lin. The robbers have already taken over the underground parking lot. The waiters in the lobby on the first floor are probably in danger. We need a commander on site."
The Flying Tigers team members dared not delay. They quickly pulled the two into the car and relayed Chan Ka-Kui's words urgently.
The cordon also began to be set up.
In less than ten minutes, Chief Lin and Uncle Biao arrived with a large contingent of men. Uncle Biao asked, "Ka-Kui, what happened?"
Chan Ka-Kui briefly explained the situation in the basement and then said, "The intelligence is accurate. Doctor and his gang are out-and-out hardened criminals. They don't care about our deterrent firepower at all. Their firepower is stronger than ours."
"My judgment is that their individual combat skills are stronger than our Flying Tigers."
Chan Ka-Kui's voice deepened, "Many brothers were injured, lying in pools of blood. I couldn't save them."
Chief Lin was furious: "This is the Hong Kong Island Regional Headquarters, this is a busy downtown area. How dare they?"
Uncle Biao reminded him, "They control the main roads, basically controlling access to and from the Concord Building. Don't forget there are over three hundred well-known Hong Kong figures on the top floor of the Concord Building, especially three pairs of foreign envoys."
Chief Lin cursed under his breath, then quickly composed himself: "Flying Tigers, prepare to assault the underground parking lot!"
The current situation was clear.
With the hardened criminals controlling the underground parking lot, it was as if the Concord Building had become an isolated island, with them dictating all comings and goings.
The Police Force had no idea what was happening inside the Grand Hyatt Hotel, effectively blind and deaf. They had to open up the situation inside to know the details.
Whether it was to stop the hardened criminals or rescue the hostages, the underground parking lot had to be attacked.
Suddenly, the rolling shutter door of the Grand Hyatt Hotel was pulled down.
Chief Lin's face grew even darker.
Chan Ka-Kui, clutching his shoulder, said, "The monitoring room is in the underground parking lot. They should know about our situation..."
Chief Lin said fiercely, "I know!"
Chan Ka-Kui was about to speak, but Uncle Biao quietly pulled him aside and whispered, "You've injured your arm, don't try to be a hero."
"Counter-terrorism, that's up to the Flying Tigers."
Chan Ka-Kui quickly said, "Uncle Biao, I'm not trying to be a hero. I just think that the strength of these hardened criminals is beyond our imagination. They couldn't possibly have failed to consider this situation."
Uncle Biao glared at him: "Chief Lin is the commander, he has his own considerations."
Chan Ka-Kui immediately fell silent.
That's right, Chief Lin was the commander, not him. Forcibly stepping forward at this moment would be taboo!
Uncle Biao was doing this for his own good.
However, Chan Ka-Kui was burning with anxiety.
The ferocity of Doctor and his gang completely exceeded his imagination. Before this, he had never thought that the Police Force would one day encounter such terrifying opponents.
It was absolutely terrifying!
"I wish I had described the terrifying nature of Doctor and his gang in more detail just now."
"I hope Chief Lin has a good solution!"
Chan Ka-Kui could only comfort himself this way.
Chief Lin was the Chief of the Hong Kong Island Police Headquarters and also the commander of the Hong Kong Island Regional Headquarters.
Once his order was given, it was the highest order for the Flying Tigers.
The Flying Tigers immediately assembled, gathered intelligence, and prepared to attack the underground parking lot.
It wasn't that they didn't want to attack the first-floor lobby; that was the facade for entering the Grand Hyatt Hotel, so its location was certainly important.
However, the underground parking lot contained the monitoring room, and that was the most crucial matter.
Otherwise, even if they captured the first-floor lobby, it would be no different from the current situation.
Instead, with the monitoring room in enemy hands, it would expose their own movements.
Uncle Biao reminded him nearby, "Chief, our brothers are still in the underground parking lot."
Chief Lin said expressionlessly, "Since our brothers are trapped inside, we should take the underground parking lot as quickly as possible. Ka-Kui said the enemy is playing mind games."
"We cannot give them time."
"Haven't you noticed? Our brothers have already become the first batch of hostages for Doctor's gang."
"If we don't rescue our brothers, our actions will be constrained, which is not conducive to our operations."
Uncle Biao nodded silently, that was indeed the case.
Chief Lin was extraordinary; his thinking was so clear.
He himself was only focused on the celebrities on the top floor of the Concord Building, but Chief Lin saw the brothers in the basement.
Uncle Biao said nothing more, secretly making up for any deficiencies in Chief Lin's orders, just as he usually did.
The Flying Tigers received the order and immediately executed it.
The reaction capability of the Special Services Company was beyond doubt; as soon as they received an order, they quickly formulated a plan and began to execute it.
A fully armed elite team opened a gap in the underground rolling shutter door. Members of the Flying Tigers split off to provide cover, quickly enlarging the opening so that an adult could pass through easily.
The Flying Tigers' commander signaled to Chief Lin, and Chief Lin waved, signaling them to attack.
So the Special Services Company commander made a gesture, and everyone entered one after another.
Uncle Biao smiled: "As long as the Flying Tigers get in, we'll have a bridgehead to contain them."
Chief Lin also smiled.
Indeed, this was the purpose of the Flying Tigers' existence.
Chan Ka-Kui felt a little uneasy. He had fought with Doctor's gang and naturally knew their strength.
For the Flying Tigers, simply holding their ground would be a success; as for anything else... don't dream about it!
He opened his mouth, wanting to give a warning, but the Flying Tigers were currently in action, so such words were not appropriate; it would clearly sound like bad luck.
Chan Ka-Kui did not underestimate anyone. He knew his own skill, which far surpassed the individual combat skills of the Flying Tigers.
He himself had suffered at the hands of Doctor's gang, so could the Flying Tigers succeed?
Emotionally, Chan Ka-Kui hoped the Flying Tigers could achieve results, after all, there were colleagues still in the basement. If the Flying Tigers succeeded, they could smoothly bring their colleagues back.
Rationally, however, he truly did not have high hopes for the Flying Tigers' operation.
Although Vehicle God was sometimes confused, he was absolutely not confused when carrying out missions.
In the end, he did not voice his warning, only silently cheering for the Flying Tigers.
The Flying Tigers' commander was not arrogant; everything was done according to training regulations. No matter how absurd those regulations seemed, they were all earned with the blood of their predecessors.
"Captain..."
A team member pointed to a line ahead and said, "There's a mine!"
The Flying Tigers' captain was very calm: "Disarm it!"
The bomb disposal expert immediately stepped forward, and after a quick check, confidently cut a wire—
Boom!
The bomb exploded!
The terrifying shockwave sent the Flying Tigers team members flying.
Chief Lin, Uncle Biao, Chan Ka-Kui, and the other police colleagues who were waiting in anticipation all changed color. Everyone rushed over frantically.
"Are you alright?"
Actually, it wasn't a big deal; the Flying Tigers' equipment was not for show.
"What happened?"
Chief Lin's face turned dark.
The Flying Tigers' captain said with a bitter expression, "Chief, there are many mines placed at the entrance. They cannot be removed by force; we can only ask the bomb disposal experts to slowly disarm them."
"But, the recent mine clearance was not successful."
Uncle Biao wanted to comfort them: "Disarming a few mines and having one explode, the speed is actually quite fast."
The Flying Tigers' captain was filled with shame: "This was the first one..."
Everyone suddenly fell silent.
Chan Ka-Kui frowned and said, "There are mines blocking the Flying Tigers' advance. If the guys in the basement start shooting at the Flying Tigers right now... they won't have the corresponding cover..."
Everyone was speechless once again.
Chief Lin's face was as black as the bottom of a pot!
No one dared to breathe.
They had thought Doctor's team would be tricky, but they never expected them to be this tricky.
It was absolutely terrifying!
Chief Lin frowned and asked, "Then what should we do?"
"Is Doctor... on the top floor?"
Chan Ka-Kui quickly said, "Mr. Lin said he is."
Chief Lin frowned and asked, "How does Lin Feng know? Do they know each other?"
Chan Ka-Kui thought for a moment and said, "It seems they don't."
Chief Lin asked, puzzled, "Then how did he know Doctor went in?"
Chan Ka-Kui explained, "Lin Feng seems to know Doctor's physical characteristics... and his alias!"
Chief Lin's face grew even darker: "That damn fat guy, one sentence cost me two million, and he still won't reveal the detailed information to me. I'm not done with you!"
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Chapter 144 We Are Not Police
"Brother Feng, you know the Doctor?"
"If you don't know him, how would I?"
Li Jie frowned:
"But what you just said..."
Lin Feng shook his head:
"I just received some intel, learned the Doctor's appearance, and the name he's using to attend this banquet."
Li Jie suddenly understood. So that was it.
Just with a fake name and a highly probable physical characteristic—curly hair—trying to find the real Doctor among six million people would be like searching for a needle in a haystack.
However, finding such a person among three hundred people would be much simpler.
What's more, Brother Feng was personally stepping in to help him get revenge, so what more was there to say?
The rift that had originally formed due to this matter instantly vanished.
Li Fu glanced at Li Jie,
"Brother Feng has never broken a promise, you don't need to worry."
Li Jie, however, was quite candid:
"I've been searching for the Doctor for three years without any news of him. Now, thinking that I'm about to see him, my emotions are a bit too overwhelming..."
Lin Feng smiled:
"I understand."
"When it comes to revenge, you're naturally full of apprehension and anticipation. Just like me, no matter what, I have to overturn The Ni Family... and then my dream will come true."
"Let me tell you, the feeling of revenge isn't that good, but it's definitely not bad either. For it, I set off a dozen strings of firecrackers."
Li Jie was speechless.
He couldn't comment on such a thing.
After all, the nature of Lin Feng's revenge was completely different from his own.
These were two completely different concepts.
Lin Feng asked curiously:
"The Doctor is upstairs. You're about to get your revenge. How do you plan to deal with him?"
"Are you planning a crow sitting on a plane?"
"Lingchi?"
"Feeding him to the fish? Or building a sculpture to keep permanently?"
Li Jie visibly broke out in a sweat: "Brother Feng, it wouldn't be that extreme, would it?"
Lin Feng was unconcerned:
"Revenge is about venting the obsession in your heart."
"Never let your obsession control your thoughts."
"I can't imagine the scene of my wife and children exploding before my eyes."
"Facing such a scumbag, no matter what, you have to kill him."
"You can't have a bleeding heart."
Li Jie said earnestly:
"I've thought about this for three years; I absolutely won't have a bleeding heart."
Lin Feng slowly nodded:
"That's good."
"Although I am a legitimate businessman, I must say that I now spend more time in Causeway Bay, and sometimes Triad activities don't allow for a bleeding heart."
"You must have compassion, but you can't have a bleeding heart."
"Otherwise, you can't follow me."
Li Jie was silent for a long time, then finally nodded in agreement:
"Indeed."
Wang Jianjun's eyes flashed with fierce light:
"Anyone who dares to touch our family, this Doctor is dead for sure."
Lin Feng sneered:
"The crimes this guy committed are more than enough to warrant death; he's eligible for execution ten times over."
"Anyway, when you see the Doctor, reveal your identity and act directly."
Li Fu asked curiously:
"Brother Feng, why?"
Lin Feng pointed to the floor:
"Have you forgotten our previous analysis?"
"Since the Doctor entered the building, this ground floor lobby and the basement monitoring room will definitely be controlled by the Doctor..."
"If we want to defeat the Doctor's group, we must strike at the leader."
Everyone nodded silently. They had analyzed it clearly: the Doctor, for the greatest margin of error, was prepared to take the three hundred people on the top floor as hostages. Therefore, only by controlling those two places could he carry out his plan.
In other words, they were going to the banquet, knowing full well the danger, like walking into a tiger's den.
Li Fu immediately said:
"Do you remember what we discussed before? The Doctor, to better execute his plan, had already planted moles among the waitstaff."
Wang Jianjun said gloomily:
"That Mr. Chan just now asked us to look after a certain woman. Coincidentally, that woman is a waitress."
Li Jie quickly followed up:
"We can use her to pinpoint the Doctor's location, and if we're lucky, even find the moles hidden among the hotel's waitstaff."
Clap!
Lin Feng snapped his fingers,
"You see, letting someone owe you a favor doesn't necessarily mean you'll lose out."
Everyone laughed.
That's right, letting someone owe you a favor, you might not be at a disadvantage right now.
As they were talking, the elevator descended.
Lin Feng led the way into the elevator:
"What did we discuss earlier?"
"Once it's confirmed that the Doctor has truly entered, the only chance to take him out is on the top floor."
"If the Doctor manages to link up with the leaders in the basement, that would be truly troublesome."
"Of course, given the Doctor's personality, kidnapping three hundred celebrities as hostages is actually a last resort, born of desperation."
"This is absolutely his last option, his ultimate fallback."
"As long as we don't expose ourselves, finding the Doctor will still be quite simple."
"Our actions seem quite dangerous, but in reality, it's not like that; it's still quite simple."
Li Fu immediately found the crucial point:
"That waitress named Joyce?"
Lin Feng nodded:
"Right!"
"We'll know as soon as we go up."
Lok Wai-Jan smiled:
"Joyce is all mine. I'm a woman, I'll find her."
Lin Feng nodded in agreement:
"Given the scene upstairs, it's easier for women to talk to women."
Lok Wai-Jan giggled:
"Not necessarily. Many men want to hunt for women in such settings, and many women also want to hook a rich husband."
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Everyone has an objective, which is quite good."
The elevator was fast. While they were talking, they reached the top floor.
Stepping out and seeing the so-called security measures, Lin Feng almost laughed in exasperation—there was only one security checkpoint at the entrance to verify the true identities of the guests, purely to deter gentlemen, not scoundrels.
Is this the highest-grade security master? This is simply laughable.
If he were the Doctor, given this so-called top-tier security, he would definitely give it a try and then thoroughly mock them.
Wang Jianjun frowned, dissatisfied:
"Are there no protective measures up here? Who can this stop?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Perhaps they think they've already done enough."
Wang Jianjun sneered.
A staff member checked Lin Feng and Lok Wai-Jan's invitations and said to them with a smile:
"Mr. Lin, Ms. Le, welcome."
Lok Wai-Jan asked:
"Do you have a waitress named Joyce here? I'd like her to serve me, is that possible?"
The staff member said with a smile:
"Of course, I'll arrange for Joyce to be called over right away."
Joyce, with her ponytail, was completely confused, but it was Lok Wai-Jan who called her name, which made her feel a little relieved.
Compared to others, a well-known female reporter was within her acceptable range.
Everyone looked her over. This young lady was petite and exquisite, with a delicate face and an innocent demeanor. No wonder Chow Kam was so concerned about her.
"Miss Joyce, I've been entrusted by Chow Kam to look after you."
"From now on, it's a bit unsafe up here, you need to stay by my side."
Joyce's expression changed drastically.
Lin Feng lowered his voice, elongated his tone, and slowly explained:
"The Tsar's jewelry exhibition has been targeted by a group of vicious criminals. Chan Ka-Kui and Chow Kam don't have invitations, so they can't come up. That's why they entrusted us to protect you."
"From now on, you'll stay by my wife's side and don't wander off."
Joyce's eyes widened:
"Miss Lok Wai-Jan is married? And her husband is you..."
Lin Feng asked curiously:
"You know me?"
Joyce wanted to shake her head in denial, but in the end, she didn't dare.
"We were required to recognize certain people during our training... all powerful figures, and you were among them... the Hung Hing Causeway Bay Hall Master."
Lin Feng was speechless.
It seemed the lobby manager also knew him early on, but not his normal identity, rather his Triad identity.
However, those in the service industry have always had to maintain good relations with all walks of life.
Especially hotels, which are extremely reliant on reputation, even more so. They can ignore the police, but they cannot ignore the Triad.
If the police were unhappy with them, the hotel's public relations department would naturally smooth things over. The Triad is different. If they cause any disturbance, such as rats, cockroaches, or snakes in the rooms... or hair and other small things suddenly appearing during meals... the hotel's reputation would be ruined.
It must be said, that lobby manager was truly a master at judging people and acting accordingly.
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Since you know me, it's much simpler."
"I have a question for you."
Joyce had already cursed Chow Kam to hell and back in her mind. Of all people to ask to look after her, he had to ask this big shot... On the surface, she was as docile as a little rabbit,
"Mr. Lin, just ask, I'll tell you everything I know."
Lin Feng sized her up, making Joyce feel a tremor of fear.
"You're so beautiful, you must have a lot of admirers, right?"
Joyce quickly said, "Mr. Lin, I have a boyfriend."
Lin Feng looked at her strangely.
"Don't overthink it. I know you have a boyfriend. I was asking, since you work as a waitress at this hotel, you must have a lot of admirers, right?"
Joyce thought for a moment and said, "Actually, not many, since I have a boyfriend. But there's one scumbag who's been bothering me a lot these past two days."
Lin Feng raised an eyebrow. "A scumbag?"
Joyce said as if it were obvious, "Of course he's a scumbag! He's my colleague's boyfriend, and he still flirts with me. What else would you call him?"
Lin Feng seized the opportunity to ask, "What's this guy's name, and what does he do?"
Joyce's heart stirred, and she quickly replied, "Wang Dawei, he's a doctor."
Li Jie clenched his fist, stepped forward, and was about to speak when Li Fu stopped him.
"Listen to Brother Feng."
Li Jie unclenched his fist, forcing a slight smile at the corners of his mouth.
"I'll listen to the boss."
Lin Feng still smiled. "Could I trouble you to invite that doctor over?"
Joyce looked unwilling. "That guy is very annoying."
Lin Feng strongly agreed. "Not only is this person annoying, he deserves to die!"
Ah?
Joyce didn't quite understand for a moment. Although she disliked Wang Dawei's arrogant manner, he didn't deserve to die, did he?
Lok Wai-Jan gently nudged her.
"Joyce, could you please bring the doctor over here?"
"Just say someone isn't feeling well and wants to see a doctor."
Joyce grumbled, "Seeing a doctor here, that guy will definitely rip them off. He's not a good person."
Lok Wai-Jan's words were more effective than Lin Feng's, and Joyce went off, her ponytail swinging.
"That Wang Dawei must be the doctor."
Wang Jianjun said with certainty, "I've been around Causeway Bay several times, and I understand the temperament of the Hong Kong locals somewhat. They are very concerned about saving face."
"Being a doctor is already a very respectable profession, so it's basically impossible for them to associate with a hotel waitress."
"Just for fun is another matter."
"The feeling I get from this doctor isn't that he's harassing Joyce, but rather that he's deepening her impression of him."
Lok Wai-Jan asked, puzzled, "Deepening Joyce's impression? Isn't that still harassment?"
Wang Jianjun explained, "It's different. If Wang Dawei were just her ordinary colleague's boyfriend, Joyce would probably have forgotten about him long ago."
"Harassment like this is what makes Joyce unable to forget him."
"Whether it's hatred, disgust, or even liking, it will always deepen her impression of Wang Dawei in her heart."
"Joyce's current impression of Wang Dawei is—that guy is an obnoxious scumbag doctor."
"When others mention Wang Dawei, she'll immediately think of him."
"What a wonderful identity cover."
Lok Wai-Jan was startled. "It really is like that."
Li Jie had already understood.
"Wang Dawei infiltrated the Security Company's system to get an invitation. His identity as a celebrity is fake, so he needs someone to vouch for him."
"With a waitress who knows Doctor David so well to vouch for him, others won't doubt his identity."
"This guy really has it all planned out."
Li Fu scratched his head. "But isn't it normal for a familiar stranger to appear among the three hundred-plus people in this hall?"
Li Jie nodded. "Yes, it's normal, but wouldn't it be even better to add another layer of insurance to his plan?"
Everyone agreed wholeheartedly.
Lok Tin-hung smiled. "Brother Jie, the doctor is coming over soon. Should we make our move?"
Wang Jianjun snorted coldly. "Of course we have to kill this scum."
Li Jie hesitated. "But it's all our analysis; we don't have any evidence."
The area around him suddenly fell silent.
Everyone looked at him with very strange expressions, and Li Jie felt inexplicably flustered.
"Everyone, why are you looking at me like that?"
Lin Feng sighed. "You're right, we really don't have evidence to prove that Wang Dawei is the doctor who killed your wife and child… But we don't need evidence."
"When we do things, as long as the facts are clear, that's enough."
"The task of judging his crimes belongs to the King of Hell; we are only responsible for sending him to hell."
Li Jie was stunned.
Li Fu gently patted his shoulder. "You're not a cop, and we certainly aren't."
"When we do things, as long as the facts are clear, that's enough."
"Evidence… Do you really want the doctor to spend his entire life in prison?"
Li Jie's face flushed crimson with shame.
How long had he been resigned? Yet he was still thinking like a police officer.
The current work environment was completely different from before. Hung Hing was one of the Top Ten Gangs. What kind of evidence did such a big Triad need?
As long as they knew you did it, and as long as they made sure they didn't get the wrong person, it was OK.
Evidence?
I just want to invite you to die, what the hell do I need evidence for?
Li Jie suddenly remembered what Lin Feng had said earlier:
"Have a compassionate heart, but don't have a Holy Mother complex."
Insisting on evidence for everything, wasn't that another kind of Holy Mother complex?
Li Jie took a deep breath. "Boss, I know I was wrong."
Lin Feng clapped his hands, smiling. "We are a team, with members from various places. Good communication is necessary."
"Especially in a Security Company, when necessary, you have to fight for your life with a gun."
"The people you trust most are your partners."
"If you can't even trust your partners, then you shouldn't be in the company at all."
Li Jie quickly corrected his attitude. "Boss, I won't make that mistake again."
Lin Feng nodded slightly.
Did it matter to him whether the doctor lived or died?
If it weren't to win over Li Jie and to gain some goodwill in front of these hundred celebrities, he wouldn't have come at all.
The main person seeking revenge against the doctor was Li Jie; they were all just helpers.
If Li Jie didn't even want revenge, then there was no need for them to eagerly play the villains.
The doctor was a group of super ferocious bandits; rushing over meant they would have to fight for their lives.
Now it seemed Li Jie wasn't a pedantic person; he adapted very quickly.
Lin Feng glanced around. Li Fu, Wang Jianjun, and Wang Jianguo all had smiles on their faces. Clearly, they now approved of Li Jie.
Only Lok Tin-hung felt nothing was amiss.
The Blue-haired Kid's experience was still a bit lacking.
This was unavoidable; experience needed to be accumulated, and Lok Tin-hung's age was a factor, so he couldn't be forced.
Li Fu reminded him, "According to our guess, this guy, the doctor, has an accomplice here."
"We'll have to find him later."
Wang Jianjun immediately made arrangements. "Tin Hung, protect Big Sister-in-law. Li Jie and I will take out the doctor. Brother Fu will provide support."
Lin Feng shook his head. "I think the monitoring room should have been controlled by them. This place has become an isolated island. We can't kill the doctor yet."
"Once the doctor is killed, that group might do something crazy."
"This guy is useful for now."
Wang Jianjun immediately changed the plan. "Li Jie and I will beat the doctor half to death, then control his inside man, waiting for the vermin downstairs to come forward to rescue the doctor."
Lok Tin-hung scratched his head. "Everyone has a mobile phone, can't they call for help?"
Lin Feng looked at him amused. "Do you want to try making a call?"
Lok Tin-hung actually took out his phone and called Sai Sai Lap, but all he heard was a buzzing sound.
The Blue-haired Kid's face changed. "Interference?"
Lin Feng was not at all surprised. "The doctor has committed so many crimes, and his methods are so cruel. If he didn't have corresponding means, he would have been brought to justice long ago."
"This kind of control method is also very simple."
The Blue-haired Kid gritted his teeth. "I really underestimated this guy."
Lin Feng smiled faintly.
As they were talking, Joyce had already walked over with a handsome, curly-haired man.
Lok Wai-Jan waved. "Joyce, come over here. Let's talk for a moment."
Joyce didn't understand why, but she obediently went to her side. Lok Wai-Jan quietly pulled her, and the two women ended up behind Lok Tin-hung.
The doctor approached with a facade of false enthusiasm. "Who needs to see a doctor?"
Lin Feng, Li Fu, Li Jie, and Wang Jianjun surrounded him from all sides.