Chapter 195: The Cruel Truth (Requesting Monthly Votes at the Beginning of the Month)
The Hall of Brotherhood was very quiet.
The various Hall Masters looked at Lin Feng with strange expressions.
The so-called 'calculating everything without error' was probably exactly like this.
Sister Thirteen felt very ashamed; just a moment ago, she had been questioning Lin Feng's judgment, and now her face was red.
Lin Feng leaned back in his chair and said nonchalantly:
"Unfortunately, our worst-case scenario has come true: Tung Sing wants to cover it up."
"For this, they are even willing to postpone seeking revenge for Camel."
If some people had questioned Lin Feng's words before, at this moment, no one dared to interrupt him.
A divine person who could predict things like a god was right in front of them; how could you be more capable than him?
Ah Bun mused:
"If that's the case, during Camel's funeral… Crow and the others will be safe and sound?"
Bang, bang, bang!
Liang Kun slammed the table heavily:
"They wish!"
"Camel was attacked by his disciples; this is Tung Sing's scandal, and we won't interfere."
"Even if Tung Sing's uncles are shameless enough to make Crow and the other three wear mourning clothes and cry for Camel, what then?"
"If Tung Sing's uncles want to disgust Camel, that's their family matter."
"However, the question is, did they ask us first?!"
Liang Kun stood up, his expression turning grim,
"Because of the attack by Crow and the others, our Hung Hing changed Dragon Head. I was recommended by Mr. Chiang, so I must avenge him."
"What does Tung Sing's business have to do with us?"
"We are Hung Hing!"
"Tung Sing wants to protect its reputation; that's fine."
"But they haven't considered that if we let them have their way, our Hung Hing's reputation will be ruined."
"Go ask around the Top Ten Gangs, which Triad's Dragon Head was attacked, and the successor did nothing?"
"Just take Situ's words as a joke."
Everyone nodded in unison.
Exactly!
Tung Sing was disgraced because of Crow and Smiling Tiger; let them suffer, what does it have to do with Hung Hing?
The two Triads are not affiliated with each other. When their high-ranking members meet, if they respect you, they call you a fellow associate; if they don't, who are you?
Liang Kun smirked:
"They all say a new official takes office with three fires."
"Destroying Tung Sing… that's impossible. Camel is dead, and Tung Sing is holding a funeral, so we don't need to do anything taboo."
"But Crow and the others must die."
"This is my bottom line."
"Chiang Tin-Sung has worked hard and accomplished much; he wants to wash his hands clean, he wants to retire, and his old age must be secure. So, who will pay for this money?"
Liang Kun looked at the Hall Masters, spreading his hands,
"Of course, Tung Sing must pay!"
Everyone nodded in unison.
"We were all doing well, but then we faced continuous challenges—the Dragon Head changed, and there were more tasks, how hard is that?"
"Doesn't this require compensation?"
Everyone nodded even more quickly.
Liang Kun withdrew his hands, pulling out a cigar case. Chan Yiu quickly stood up to trim it for him, then lit it.
Exhaling a large smoke ring, Liang Kun said coldly:
"When you're in this line of work, making money comes first."
"Besides that, face is more important than anything."
"If we want to make money, we must start with each person and genuinely protect Hung Hing's face."
"If Tung Sing wants to preserve its own face, it will inevitably damage ours."
"What is this?"
"This is trying to snatch money from our pockets, trying to dig up our foundation. Can we allow that?"
Everyone shouted in unison,
"No!"
Liang Kun waved his hand and said sternly:
"Of course not!"
"Whoever dares to snatch my money, I'll twist his head off."
"No problem, right?"
Everyone responded in unison:
"No."
Liang Kun clapped his hands, cigar in mouth:
"Excellent!"
"We have reached a consensus."
"Now we need to have a good talk with certain people."
"Ah Feng!"
Lin Feng immediately raised his hand:
"Brother Kun!"
Liang Kun said coldly:
"I'm entrusting this matter to you."
"In front of all the Hall Masters, I grant you full authority to communicate with Uncle Ben to the maximum extent."
"My principle is simple."
"Our Hung Hing cannot suffer a loss."
Lin Feng said lazily:
"Don't worry, you can trust me to handle things. To make us suffer a loss… Ah Bun can't do it."
Sister Thirteen quickly said:
"Ah Feng, don't be careless."
Hon Ban sighed inwardly. Well, it seemed he would have to have a serious talk with Sister Thirteen before going to his Mainland.
To prevent that girl from suffering a loss.
How could anyone even think of making Lin Feng suffer a loss?
Lin Feng smiled:
"Sister Mei, I know what I'm doing."
Liang Kun waved his hand:
"Does anyone else have any opinions?"
Everyone shook their heads.
Lin Feng raised his hand:
"Brother Kun, I have a question."
Liang Kun shrugged:
"Just say whatever you have to say."
Lin Feng smiled:
"Let's have the Hall Masters bordering Tung Sing guard against them."
Ah Bun's eyes nearly popped out:
"Guard against Tung Sing?"
Brother Xin asked in surprise:
"Ah Feng, is that really necessary?"
"Right now, Tung Sing is in the wrong with us."
"Mr. Chiang was attacked by hitmen sent by Crow and the others; they should be afraid of us causing trouble for them."
"They should be the ones who are nervous, right?"
Lin Feng sighed:
"Both of you seniors, you are truly too kind."
"What you said applies to normal people. They are enduring the disgust and ignoring Crow and the others' act of regicide, and they still want Crow and the three of them to wear mourning clothes and cry for Camel…"
"If they can do such a thing, do you dare not guard against Tung Sing a little?"
Ah Bun and Brother Xin exchanged glances and nodded in unison.
That's right.
If Tung Sing could do such a thing, what else could they not do?
Chan Yiu mused:
"Ah Feng, do you mean… Tung Sing might turn the tables and blame us?"
Lin Feng shrugged.
The expressions of all the Hall Masters changed.
Thinking it over carefully, it was indeed possible.
Just as Liang Kun had to give an explanation to Chiang Tin-Sung and the thirty thousand Triad members, Tung Sing also had to account for Camel's death.
Unlike Hung Hing, Tung Sing was in a lot of trouble.
Camel's death was very strange, and the attack on Camel was also very strange.
If Tung Sing's uncles didn't want Crow and the others to ruin their reputation, then hardening their hearts and pushing Camel's death onto Hung Hing… was not impossible.
Everyone's expressions changed.
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Of course, that's one possibility."
"Even if that possibility exists, it would only happen after Camel's funeral is over."
"I'm just reminding everyone that Tung Sing doesn't forbid drug trafficking."
"The moral bottom line of drug traffickers is extremely low, that goes without saying."
"So everyone…"
"We still need to be on guard."
"We cannot judge others by ourselves; it's not wrong to assume the worst about Tung Sing."
Everyone nodded in unison, greatly convinced by Lin Feng's words.
Liang Kun clapped his hands:
"Alright, this matter is entrusted to Ah Feng."
"This is an extraordinary period, everyone please remember to strengthen your security."
"Meeting adjourned!"
Liang Kun ended his meeting swiftly and cleanly. As he walked out, he said to Lin Feng:
"Use whatever means you have. You should know how important this matter is to me."
Lin Feng shrugged:
"A new official takes office with three fires, right? We're brothers for life, don't you trust me?"
Liang Kun put his arm around his shoulder and said:
"Brothers for life, can you please tell your wives not to visit Old Mother so often?"
Lin Feng was astonished:
"You're moving next door to me; I can't control your legs, can I control Old Mother's legs?"
"Besides, you're the Big Brother; I can't control your legs either, can I?"
Liang Kun, exasperated, called out to Li Jie:
"Ah Jie, let's go!"
And with that, he strode away.
Lin Feng pouted:
"If you're so capable, why don't you marry a woman yourself and bring her home, instead of throwing tantrums at your little brother?"
His voice was "low" enough for Liang Kun to just hear, and the exasperated man walked even faster.
Chicken rubbed his head and asked:
"Brother Feng, what should I do?"
Lin Feng instructed:
"You've just taken over Mong Kok. According to our Triad's rules, when a new Hall Master takes office, the collections for the first three months are reduced by 30%. This is a good opportunity for you to build up your strength."
"As for matters within the Triad, just listen. It's not your turn to act yet."
Chicken didn't feel that Lin Feng was looking down on him at all and fully accepted his idea.
Lin Feng sighed:
"Tung Sing can really cause me trouble; even wanting to do things is very difficult."
"I have a ton of things to do."
Chicken smiled:
"The more capable, the more work."
Lin Feng patted Chicken:
"Kid, grow up quickly, then the Big Brother will give you things to do."
"However, kid,"
"You must grow up well and always be Hung Hing's Chicken, not some Zhao Shanhe."
Chicken was stunned, carefully recalling Lin Feng's words, but couldn't make heads or tails of it.
His real name seemed to be Zhao Shanhe.
Why wouldn't he let him be himself?
Shaking his head, Chicken, with Sa Keung and Ah Niu, also returned to Mong Kok.
In the car, Li Fu said to him:
"Brother Feng, Sung Tse-Ho just sent a message asking if you had time; he wants to meet you."
Lin Feng thought for a moment and said:
"Tell him to meet me at the Security Company."
"Sung Tse-Ho is going to Taiwan, so going to the Security Company won't arouse suspicion."
Li Fu smiled wryly:
"The business manager of a counterfeiting group wants to hire Security Company personnel?"
Lin Feng nodded:
"Why not?"
"Mr. Yao has set up a good game…"
"The fact that he didn't want Li Mark to accompany Sung Tse-Ho was to make it easier for Tam Shing to scheme against Sung Tse-Ho."
"It makes sense for Sung Tse-Ho to want to hire a security guard."
"Moreover, smart people all have a weakness."
Li Fu asked for guidance:
"What weakness?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Self-righteousness."
"After Sung Tse-Ho left his master, he worked for Mr. Yao, and his personality was seen clearly by Mr. Yao."
"Mr. Yao is a smart man; he sets up a complete plan, always targeting Sung Tse-Ho's personality, without resorting to complicated things."
"By understanding Sung Tse-Ho's personality and his movements, it's easy for Sung Tse-Ho to be sold out and still help count money for others."
Li Fu fell silent.
Mr. Yao was truly cunning.
Li Fu had never doubted Lin Feng's judgment on anything; all past events showed how amazing his boss was.
"Brother Feng, there's something I don't understand."
Lin Feng glanced at him:
"If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you so hesitant?"
Li Fu said:
"Is Tung Sing really going to let Crow, Smiling Tiger, and Lui Yiu-Yeung wear mourning clothes and cry for Camel?"
"Camel was Tung Sing's most outstanding Dragon Head."
"Don't they want to avenge Camel?"
Lin Feng took out cigars, offered one to Li Fu and Wang Jianguo, and after lighting his own, said:
"Brother Kun often said that when you're out in the Triad, making money comes first."
"Don't think this is a joke."
"To some extent, it's the truth."
"Indeed, Camel was the strongest Dragon Head in Tung Sing's history."
"It was during his tenure that Tung Sing became one of the Top Ten Gangs."
"And it was because of Camel's charisma that Tung Sing had good relations with other Triads."
Triads involved in drug trafficking are almost universally disliked.
This is no longer the era of Lui Lok and Lung Shing-pang; that time was completely different from now.
Now, if anyone dares to deal in drugs, other Triads will automatically draw a clear line and keep their distance.
Tung Sing does not prohibit drug dealing, yet Camel had good connections, which shows his personal charisma.
"However, when you're out in the Triad, finding true brothers is almost impossible."
"It's just like I told you."
"I pay you salaries, you work for me, but if you suddenly encounter an irresistible force—saving your life comes first."
"There's no need to risk your life for this money."
"Is your life really that worthless?"
Li Fu and Wang Jianguo both smiled, saying nothing.
"When you're out in the Triad, you seek wealth; money comes first, face second."
"When money and face conflict, the former is paramount."
"That's a given."
"Then where does brotherly loyalty fit in?"
"There is no brotherly loyalty."
"I tell you, in the Triad, there's absolutely no place for the words 'brotherly loyalty' to exist."
Li Fu and Wang Jianguo were both startled.
Lin Feng seemed not to notice their expressions,
"From the perspective of the Triad's upper echelons, no matter how much profit Camel brought to Tung Sing during his lifetime… once a person dies, it's like a lamp going out."
"Camel had almost no descendants—he was even killed by his own younger brother."
"Even if there were peers, how many would genuinely want to avenge Camel?"
"People like Ah Bun, who had some brotherly loyalty with Camel, would probably seek revenge for Camel."
"But… that's for later."
"Camel's death plunged Tung Sing into a big problem, and what they need to do is simple: solve this big problem."
"If the Triad world knows that Tung Sing is full of such people, who would dare to join Tung Sing in the future? Who would dare to associate with Tung Sing?"
"Therefore, whether Tung Sing's uncles are willing or not, they must first make Camel's funeral grand to maintain Tung Sing's reputation, and only then will they deal with Crow and the others."
"Otherwise, Tung Sing will fall."
"This is the cold Triad world."
"Where is there any place for brotherly loyalty to survive?"
Li Fu couldn't help but ask:
"Brother Feng, what if something happened to Brother Kun?"
Lin Feng rolled his eyes,
"Didn't I say it already? When you're out in the Triad, making money comes first."
"Whether the Triad falls or not, what does it have to do with me?"
Li Fu and Wang Jianguo chuckled.
This double standard was very Brother Feng-like.
Upon arriving at the Security Company in Causeway Bay, Sung Tse-Ho was already waiting for them in the reception room:
"Brother Feng, your Security Company is run very professionally."
Lin Feng was very proud:
"The Security Company has over three hundred people, and a hundred of them are currently on duty."
"They are very popular with Hong Kong Island celebrities."
"Many people tried them for three days and then signed three-year agreements with us."
Sung Tse-Ho's mouth fell open:
"Are they for real?"
Lin Feng laughed:
"What did you think?"
"We are not a fake Security Company; we are the real deal."
"You don't even know how popular they are."
Sung Tse-Ho praised him sincerely.
"Are you ready to depart for Taiwan?"
Sung Tse-Ho sighed:
"Yes!"
"Yesterday, Xiao Ma and I delivered a batch of goods to Mr. Yao, worth a million US dollars. After we returned, Mr. Yao indeed told me that Xiao Ma was too frivolous and that new people should be given a chance."
"That meant I should take Tam Shing to Taiwan."
"Brother Feng…"
"My father will be fine, right?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"Didn't you come to the Security Company today? Remember to sign an agreement with me when you go back, and let our brothers protect the Old Man."
Sung Tse-Ho's mouth fell open:
"Huh?"
Lin Feng explained:
"The other party won't make a move that quickly; if they do, it will be after you are trapped in Taiwan."
"Mr. Yao isn't a fool; he knows your style."
"If you don't go to prison, how would they dare to touch your family?"
"Besides, there's still Xiao Ma."
"You can go with peace of mind, but remember to meet someone when you go."
Sung Tse-Ho immediately sat up:
"Who?"
Lin Feng said indifferently:
"My third sister."
He pulled out his phone and dialed a number,
"Yaoyao, I'm sending you a helper. Find some time to receive him."
A charming voice came from the phone,
"You finally sent me a helper! When will he arrive?"
Lin Feng looked at Sung Tse-Ho, who quickly said:
"Departing tomorrow."
Lin Feng said:
"He'll arrive tomorrow, but this guy is in trouble; someone in Taiwan has set a trap to take him out."
The other end of the phone laughed:
"No problem at all. It's a good opportunity for my influence in Taiwan to expand."
Lin Feng nodded:
"Okay, I'll have him call you later."
Hanging up the phone, Lin Feng took out a business card and handed it to Sung Tse-Ho,
"This is my third sister's contact information. Remember to call her before you leave. Once you arrive in Taiwan, you'll work under her."
Sung Tse-Ho quickly said:
"I will definitely help Sister-in-law well."
Lin Feng smiled:
"Don't worry, you should know my style. I don't do things that are merely icing on the cake; I only do things that are truly needed."
"Since we're brothers, your business is my business. You can go to Taiwan with peace of mind."
"The matters here in Hong Kong—especially the counterfeiting—are no longer your concern."
Sung Tse-Ho said solemnly:
"Thank you, Brother Feng."
Lin Feng waved his hand, and Li Fu took out a document and handed it to Sung Tse-Ho:
"Sign this security agreement."
Sung Tse-Ho was dumbfounded:
"Are we really signing this?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"With this, no matter who attacks Uncle, we have a reason to intervene."
"We are a legitimate company, and protecting our clients' safety is our responsibility."
"Neither Triads nor the police can get past us on this."
Upon hearing this, how could Sung Tse-Ho dare to delay? He quickly signed it!
After seeing Sung Tse-Ho off, just as he was about to catch his breath, the phone rang again.
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Chapter 196: Chief Huang's Head Aches (Monthly Tickets at the Beginning of the Month)
"Brother Feng, Brother Feng, I heard you found out who attacked the two Chairmen?"
"Can you tell this little brother?"
If he hadn't seen the phone, no one would have guessed that the person who called Lin Feng was actually Chief Wong Bing-Yiu of the West Kowloon Police Headquarters!
Lin Feng sat lazily in the executive chair:
"Triad matters are handled by the Triad. Chief Huang, don't make things difficult for me."
Wong Bing-Yiu sighed inwardly:
"It seems our judgment was correct?"
Lin Feng asked curiously:
"Your judgment?"
Wong Bing-Yiu said frankly:
"The O's judgment."
"Camel and Chiang Tin-Sung are truly influential big bosses, two Triad Dragon Heads."
"Although they regularly meet for tea to communicate, when they meet for tea, their whereabouts are kept secret."
"For the hitmen to find their location so precisely and control the timing so accurately... that can only mean one thing—there's an internal spy!"
"Which Triad's guy was the internal spy?"
Lin Feng praised:
"The Police Force is indeed the Police Force; they're excellent at solving cases."
"You guessed correctly, there was indeed an internal spy."
However, he changed the subject,
"Then why don't you guess which Triad had an internal spy?"
Wong Bing-Yiu sighed:
"If Fatty Lai were still around, it would be hard for me to guess, but Fatty Lai is dead, Hung Hing is unified, and there's no one against Chiang Tin-Sung."
"It's clear the internal spy isn't in Hung Hing."
"However, there's something strange. Camel has always had a strong grip on Tung Sing."
"When Chiang Chen was around, Camel was Tung Sing's Chairman."
"Now even Chiang Tin-Sung has retired, and Camel is still Tung Sing's Chairman..."
Lin Feng interrupted him:
"Your news is outdated; Camel is dead."
"Now Tung Sing's Chairman is Ah Bun."
Wong Bing-Yiu, on the other end of the phone, shrugged:
"Alright, even if he's dead, you can't deny that this guy was still Tung Sing's Chairman until his death."
"This is not comparable to Yi Ge of He Heng."
Lin Feng pouted:
"Camel was generous; how could he be compared to Yi Ge of He Heng, a guy who only knows how to scheme?"
People from different levels of the Triad world have different views on the various big bosses.
Camel and Yi Ge were completely different levels of existence.
Both were patriarchs, but Camel almost earned the respect of all Triads, while as for Yi Ge of He Heng, would any respectable big boss care about him?
Wong Bing-Yiu was very nervous:
"Who is the internal spy?"
Lin Feng said in surprise:
"Didn't you just say that Hung Hing has no internal spy?"
Wong Bing-Yiu was almost in tears:
"But I can't see any internal spy in Tung Sing either?"
"Camel was a Triad Chairman for so many years, and his prestige was very high."
"No one, from top to bottom, could shake his authority."
"An internal spy from Tung Sing?"
"It doesn't make sense."
Lin Feng sighed:
"A famous person once said, eliminate the impossible, and whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth."
Wong Bing-Yiu was startled:
"What?"
"It really was Tung Sing who did it?"
Lin Feng reminded again:
"Don't forget the case of Thin B."
Wong Bing-Yiu was thoughtful:
"Thin B?"
"...Lui Yiu-Yeung?!"
Lin Feng retorted:
"Do you know the cause of Camel's death?"
Wong Bing-Yiu was greatly shocked:
"Wasn't he... because he was attacked and couldn't be saved?"
Lin Feng sneered:
"No, no, no!"
"Camel was suffocated with a pillow by his own people in Tung Sing's Triad Hospital."
Boom.
Wong Bing-Yiu felt as if he had been struck by lightning, utterly stunned and incredulous:
"Camel died such a pathetic death?"
Human emotions are a very complex thing.
Wong Bing-Yiu was the Chief of the West Kowloon Police Headquarters and naturally had to deal with the lowlifess of the Triad world.
In their eyes, the Triad Chairmen were originally targets for him to eliminate.
After dealing with them for a long time, he became familiar with many Chairmen. They often saw each other, and naturally, they would greet each other when they met.
It was inevitable to develop a feeling of heroes cherishing heroes.
There was a hidden logic here—everyone abided by the black and white forest agreement, and no matter what, they sincerely hoped for social stability from their respective duties.
The Tung Sing Triad was troublesome, but Camel was exceptionally reassuring.
Wong Bing-Yiu saved a lot of trouble.
But now, Camel was gone.
And he was even suffocated with a pillow by his own people.
Just thinking about it made him speechless.
"Tung Sing didn't react to this?"
Lin Feng said indifferently:
"Everyone in the Triad is out to make money, so how could they not react?"
"Tung Sing's uncles jointly nominated Ah Bun as the Dragon Head after Camel."
"Oh, by the way, Chan Tin-hung, Ng Chi-Wai, and Lui Yiu-Yeung wore mourning for Camel."
"Chief, why don't you guess who killed Camel?"
Wong Bing-Yiu frowned:
"Ah Bun's relationship with Camel was very good."
"If Ah Bun wanted to take over, he probably just needed to mention it to Camel, and the latter would have yielded, right?"
"As for killing Camel?"
Wong Bing-Yiu was a Chief who rose from the front lines, once known in the Triad world as "Fatal Scissor Kick," and he truly had skills.
He had dealt with the older generation of Triad big bosses.
Camel and Ah Bun, one external and one internal, complemented each other; he knew them very well.
In his impression, their relationship was unusually good.
He never expected that after decades, the two would turn against each other, which was truly regrettable.
Lin Feng asked curiously:
"Who told you that Ah Bun killed Camel?"
Wong Bing-Yiu said as a matter of course:
"Whoever benefits the most is the most suspicious!"
Lin Feng chuckled coldly:
"Why don't you think Chan Tin-hung and the others killed Camel?"
Wong Bing-Yiu was dismissive:
"Chan Tin-hung and the other two are Camel's younger brothers; how could they betray their master and ancestors?"
Lin Feng burst out laughing:
"Then Ah Bun and Camel were like biological brothers, so how dare you say that the two of them killed each other?"
Wong Bing-Yiu fell silent, and after a long while, he asked in surprise:
"Brother Feng, it's not true, is it?"
"Camel was really betrayed by his three younger brothers?"
Lin Feng sighed:
"You already said he died a pathetic death."
In an instant, Wong Bing-Yiu felt a chill down his spine:
"...You just said Tung Sing had these three wear mourning for Camel?"
Lin Feng said casually:
"That's right."
Wong Bing-Yiu exclaimed:
"Is Tung Sing completely mad?"
"Shameless to this extent?"
"If Camel knew about it in the afterlife, would he be so angry that he would jump out of his coffin and curse?"
Lin Feng said indifferently:
"They didn't care when he was alive; do you think he'd scare Crow and the other two after he died?"
"Chief, don't be ridiculous."
Wong Bing-Yiu remained unsettled for a long time, then suddenly his heart skipped a beat:
"Brother Feng... I have a bad feeling... You Hung Hing aren't going to retaliate, are you?"
Lin Feng retorted:
"Shouldn't we?!"
Wong Bing-Yiu groaned:
"Brother Feng, we don't need to make such a big deal, do we?"
Lin Feng said strangely:
"How did you get to the position of Chief?"
"A life for a life, a debt for money, isn't that basic justice?"
"As a Chief, you're not properly upholding justice for us, and instead, you're saying... don't make such a big deal?"
"I think the Foreigner's laws are useless; just throw them away."
Wong Bing-Yiu was half-choked.
Lin Feng stated his position:
"Brother Kun inherited the Hung Hing Dragon Head position from Chiang Tin-Sung. We must give an explanation for Chiang Tin-Sung's fate."
"The Hung Hing main branch has over thirty thousand people, and they have a strong desire to avenge Chiang Tin-Sung."
"Otherwise, if the Hung Hing Dragon Head is bullied and Grandfather doesn't speak up for him, what will happen if the younger brothers are bullied?"
"If we don't act, others will think Hung Hing is strong on the outside but weak on the inside, easily defeated."
"Morale will collapse."
"It's possible Hung Hing will fall."
"Is the collapse of such a large Triad what you want to see?"
Wong Bing-Yiu thought, I wish there were no Triads in Hong Kong in the future.
However, that's not how things work.
It would be great if there were no Triads in Hong Kong, but if there's even a slight mistake, it would be big trouble.
If over thirty thousand people flowed into the Triad world, Hong Kong would be in chaos.
This is the significance of the existence of large Triads like Hung Hing.
Although Wong Bing-Yiu didn't think Hung Hing would fall... could he gamble on it?
Wong Bing-Yiu said bitterly:
"I have a pile of things here. Johnny Wang's firearms case is progressing intensely, and the information about his foundation came from you, Brother Feng..."
"Over at Lam Ho-Tin's side, the Chaozhou Guy's drug trafficking case is being targeted by the Foreigner again..."
"Now, add the Tung Sing and Hung Hing case..."
Lin Feng interrupted Wong Bing-Yiu's complaining:
"That's none of my business."
Wong Bing-Yiu was so choked he couldn't speak.
Lin Feng's voice slowly turned cold:
"Are you out of your mind?"
"I'm not a police officer; you are."
"You, a Chief of the West Kowloon Police Headquarters, are saying such things to me, the head of Thunder Security. Do you believe that if this gets exposed, you'll have to step down?"
"You're the one on the government payroll, not me."
"Listen to me carefully."
"The black and white forest agreement clearly states that Triad matters are settled within the Triad world."
"Hung Hing won't target ordinary people, but don't expect us not to seek justice for ourselves."
"Instead of spending this time pressuring me, you should be thinking of ways to pressure Tung Sing."
"I've said it before, the moral bottom line of drug traffickers is very low."
"Look, Chan Tin-hung and his crew clearly betrayed their master and annihilated their ancestors, yet Ah Bun and his group can still hold their noses and make Crow wear sackcloth and show filial piety for Camel…"
"Your call to pressure me is completely unreasonable."
"Or do you think… we, Hung Hing, are really that easy to bully?"
Wong Bing-Yiu nearly peed his pants:
"Brother Feng, it's a misunderstanding!"
Chief Huang felt bitter. He had called him Brother Feng repeatedly, showing such a low posture, yet he still had to endure Lin Feng's scolding... Who could he complain to?
Lin Feng said indifferently:
"Whether it's a misunderstanding, you know best."
"Let me remind you, that Foreigner is not someone to be trifled with. If he's got his eye on Lam Ho-Tin, then he has real evidence."
"If you have time to call me, you'd be better off figuring out how to handle things perfectly."
Then, his tone shifted:
"My Hung Hing are not honest people to be bullied by you. If there's a next time, see if I answer your call!"
Beep beep beep!
Wong Bing-Yiu held the phone in a daze, his expression changing, feeling an intense itch all over!
Bang!
After hanging up, Wong Bing-Yiu clenched his plump hand and shouted, "Ah ah ah!"
Infuriating!
It was truly infuriating!
He was the Chief of the West Kowloon Police Headquarters, after all.
He condescended to call a lowlifes, and the other party lectured him relentlessly.
It truly made him feel humiliated.
Wong Bing-Yiu wished he could give him a Fatal Scissor Kick.
However, as soon as he thought of Lin Feng's martial prowess, he immediately deflated.
Then, thinking of Lin Feng's Jianghu status and wealth, he regained his composure.
Circumstances are stronger than people!
Clutching the 'gun of love,' Wong Bing-Yiu's brain worked at high speed. He carefully placed the 'gun of love' on the table, picked up the phone again, and dialed:
"Haotian, come here."
Five minutes later, Lam Ho-Tin knocked and entered, clearly nervous:
"Chief."
Wong Bing-Yiu asked:
"Is everything recovered?"
Lam Ho-Tin said with a wry smile:
"Short by 400,000."
Wong Bing-Yiu's eyes nearly popped out:
"How is it short by 400,000?"
Lam Ho-Tin said helplessly:
"Jak Jai Ming and Tau Pei are young; they can't control themselves when they have money…"
Wong Bing-Yiu's eyes widened:
"And then?"
Lam Ho-Tin dared not meet his gaze:
"They bought gold watches!"
Bang!
Wong Bing-Yiu was furious:
"Stupid!"
"Truly, utterly stupid!"
"They're practically begging to die."
"Secretly keeping the drug money, and then daring to use it to buy watches… Even if you bought a house, it wouldn't be this conspicuous."
"ICAC will find them out every time!"
"Get ready."
Lam Ho-Tin's heart pounded:
"Ready for what?"
Wong Bing-Yiu roared:
"You damn well get ready to take your brothers and go stay with the bigwigs at ICAC!"
Thump!
Lam Ho-Tin knelt.
Wong Bing-Yiu was startled:
"Lam Ho-Tin, are you crazy? What are you doing?"
Lam Ho-Tin said with a wry smile:
"Chief, this matter is also my fault."
"During last month's operation, when our team was arresting Traitor Dong, that kid said he hoped I would let him off for the sake of his deceased sister."
"He mentioned his deceased wife, and I was momentarily stunned, allowing him to escape."
"Who knew that Jak Jai Ming and Tau Pei, those two scoundrels, saw it? They truly believed I let Traitor Dong go."
"Then those two kids pocketed the stolen goods."
"When I asked them, those two kids said something like — since the person was let go anyway, the stolen goods could naturally be kept too."
"No one will know we took the stolen goods."
Wong Bing-Yiu pulled Lam Ho-Tin up, then kicked him hard in the butt, so angry that he saw stars, and his glasses almost slipped off.
His plump hands clenched into fists:
"Stupid!"
"Truly, utterly stupid!"
"How the hell do I have subordinates like you?"
"Chaozhou Guy was trading with 20 million money, now the person is gone, the money is missing; any person would know that money was taken by you."
"And you say no one knows?"
"Do you know that Chaozhou Guy and Traitor Dong will try everything to get that money back? Do you know this is a rope for your lives?"
"This is stolen goods, stolen goods!"
"Jak Jai Ming and Tau Pei are young and don't know the gravity of the situation, but don't you know the gravity of the situation?"
"You experienced that era, are you also letting down your guard?"
"Or do you think Traitor Dong won't suffer after he goes back?"
"I'm telling you, after Chaozhou Guy went back, he had a firefight with Traitor Dong. Guess who won?"
Lam Ho-Tin was covered in cold sweat. He was in charge of this case; how could he not know who won?
Chaozhou Guy lost, Fong Heung-tung won!
"The Foreigner Commissioner from ICAC has already targeted Traitor Dong and plans to develop him into his own tainted witness."
"Do you know who their first strike will be aimed at?"
"It's us!"
Wong Bing-Yiu grabbed Lam Ho-Tin by the collar and said fiercely,
"Not you guys…"
"You guys are just small fries; the Foreigner doesn't care about you. They're targeting us!"
"Once they succeed, not only will your team suffer."
"All of us will suffer with you."
"Understand?!"
"All of our teams, Yuen Ho-Wan, Lu Qichang, they'll all be finished."
"They might even use this incident as an excuse to reignite the police-ICAC confrontation."
"By then, the entire Police Force will be in turmoil."
"You… will be the sinners of 30,000 police officers!"
Bang!
Wong Bing-Yiu harshly pushed Lam Ho-Tin aside.
He was practically fuming!
He had thought of everything, but he never imagined that the team he trusted the most would cause such a huge mess.
That's right, compared to Yuen Ho-Wan's recklessness and Lu Qichang's composure, Wong Bing-Yiu and Chan Yan-kin valued his old comrade Lam Ho-Tin the most.
Lam Ho-Tin was limited by his education and couldn't be promoted.
Even his rank as Senior Inspector was pushed through by Wong Bing-Yiu.
Lam Ho-Tin was content, diligent in his work, and never made mistakes, making him Wong Bing-Yiu's true right-hand man.
The Police Station Chief needed achievements, so whose achievements would he look at?
Naturally, it was front-line criminal investigations. No matter how well the logistics officers performed, they were ultimately behind the scenes.
Front-line criminal investigations were where achievements were most visible.
Yuen Ho-Wan's frequent hail of gunfire truly gave Wong Bing-Yiu a headache. In contrast, Lam Ho-Tin, who could cultivate talent and lead a team, was his true source of confidence.
But he never, ever imagined that the most reliable link would go wrong.
Wong Bing-Yiu was so angry he felt his blood pressure rising.
Lam Ho-Tin was filled with shame and despair:
"I'm sorry, Chief."
"I… I'll take responsibility for my actions. I am Jak Jai Ming and Tau Pei's superior; I will take the blame."
Wong Bing-Yiu said coldly:
"How will you take responsibility?"
"You'll turn yourself in?"
"Don't you know that's not taking responsibility; that's suicide."
"The moment you step through ICAC's door, they will use all sorts of methods to pin the charges they want on you."
"By then, the Police Force will still be dragged down by you."
Lam Ho-Tin completely panicked, his face filled with despair:
"Chief, what should I do?"
Wong Bing-Yiu walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, thinking for a long time but still couldn't find a solution.
He sighed heavily and pointed to a chair, telling Lam Ho-Tin to sit down, but the latter was in no mood to sit.
Wong Bing-Yiu roared:
"I'm telling you to sit down!"
Lam Ho-Tin quickly sat.
Wong Bing-Yiu's face was grim:
"As things stand…"
Lam Ho-Tin watched, trembling with fear. Just as he was at a loss, he saw Wong Bing-Yiu pick up the phone, his face suddenly changing, and he spoke in a fawning voice Lam Ho-Tin had never heard before,
"Brother Feng… there's something I need your help with…"