Chapter 203: Subduing the Enemy Without Battle
Uncle Ben almost suffocated!
How could Hung Hing be so difficult to deal with?
No!
It wasn't anyone else who was difficult; it was just Lin Feng.
Even when Chiang Tin-Sung was in power, he wasn't this difficult.
Uncle Ben couldn't help but reminisce about the time Chiang Tin-Sung was in power. He was such a good fellow, a typical old-school Triad member.
He had principles and knew when to advance and retreat.
Easy to fool... easy to deal with.
But after Chiang Tin-Sung put Lin Feng in the negotiating position, Uncle Ben was horrified to discover when Hung Hing had produced such a terrifying individual?
His art of negotiation was almost on par with the negotiation experts seen on television.
He truly and concisely struck at Tung Sing's pain points!
The ten Triads Lin Feng mentioned were all concerns for Uncle Ben.
In fact, the relationship between the ten major Triads in the underworld was generally good. Even Chung Yee Shun, as wild as they were, maintained a decent relationship with other Triads, at least on the surface.
It was still the same saying: everyone was out to make illicit money, so a crow shouldn't laugh at a black pig.
If they did laugh, it would be the pot calling the kettle black, making them a clown.
However, the Triads Lin Feng pointed out made Uncle Ben feel terrified.
There are no airtight walls in the underworld. Sun Luen Shing had just lost an Ah Tim. How did he disappear?
Rebellion!
Lam Yiu-cheung said it himself, and it had already spread throughout the underworld.
The actions of Crow and the other two almost violated Sun Luen Shing's taboos. Even if it wasn't for their good relationship with Hung Hing, they would have to investigate this matter.
Wo Luen Shing and Wo Hing Shing, needless to say.
In these two Triads, although the Leader spoke, it was basically the uncles who made the decisions.
And after the uncles, there were two big bosses, Uncle Deng and Master Shen.
Regardless of anything else, these two would absolutely not allow any acts of rebellion or betraying one's master. If this matter were truly established, they would be the first to worry about themselves.
Sun Yee On and Chung Yee Shun, even more so.
Sun Yee On's rules of father-to-son succession and brother-to-brother succession strictly forbade rebellion. Chung Yee Shun's Dragon Head was Lin Ho-lung, and his second-in-command was Lin Ho-tung, who were biological brothers.
If they were to find out about this… Uncle Ben couldn't help but shiver. If Tung Sing didn't take action, perhaps Chung Ching Society would be Tung Sing's future.
Lin Feng said faintly:
"Uncle Ben, we've been in the underworld for a long time, and we know one truth—there are no airtight walls in this world."
"We, Hung Hing, have already been very restrained."
"If it were other Triads, those with grudges against you, what do you think they would do?"
"I guess they would surely spread it throughout the underworld."
Uncle Ben was both shocked and angry:
"Are you threatening me?"
Lin Feng said with a laugh:
"Threatening you?"
His expression changed, and he said coldly,
"Uncle Ben, I respect you as an elder in the underworld, so I'm discussing this matter with you in a friendly manner."
"I am a civilized person and dislike fighting. If you want to fight, I will accompany you!"
"I respect you, so I call you an elder. If I don't respect you, what are you?!"
"What, do you want me to publicize the 'good deeds' your Tung Sing has done in the underworld?"
"Do you want me to find a gossip monger to publicize the matter of Crow and the other two betraying their master?"
"Do you want me to tell everyone in the underworld that Camel was suffocated to death in a Triad Hospital bed by his own younger brother with a pillow?"
"You make the decision; I'll immediately leak the news to the gossip monger!"
"You know my relationship with the gossip monger is very good!"
Ah Bun was almost blown up with anger!
How could he not know that Lin Feng had a very good relationship with the underworld gossip mongers?
Several bounties had certainly made the gossip mongers a lot of money.
However, he truly dared not agree to that statement.
"Ah Feng, why are you getting so agitated?"
"Everything can be discussed!"
Lin Feng said indifferently:
"Whatever happens between us, naturally everything can be discussed."
"However, this is Grandfather's matter; I cannot make the decision."
"We can discuss it, but Mr. Chiang, who was implicated by Camel, who does he discuss it with?"
"Brother Kun, who succeeded Mr. Chiang, who does he discuss it with?"
"When you're in the underworld, it's all about dignity."
"If your Tung Sing doesn't want to give our Hung Hing dignity, then we can take it ourselves."
"It's just that Tung Sing's dignity will be gone."
Ah Bun was silent for a long while.
Suddenly, he understood. No wonder Situ had complained to him, saying that Lin Feng was difficult to deal with.
This was more than just difficult to deal with; this was practically a thousand-year-old fox.
Were everyone in the underworld blind?
What Tiger of Mong Kok? This was clearly a fox! The kind that had cultivated for thousands of years.
At this moment, Ah Bun even felt a faint fear of Lin Feng.
"Everyone is in the underworld. Your plan is nothing more than to ambush people during Camel's first seven days and offer the heads of those three guys to the heavens."
Ah Bun was shaken again, and the fear in his heart grew thicker.
Yes, that was their plan.
Crow and the others killed Camel. The uncles had Chan Tin-hung and the other two wear mourning clothes and act as filial sons and grandsons for Camel for two reasons. One was that, in terms of status, these three were Camel's younger brothers, and it was appropriate for them to wear mourning clothes for him.
The other reason was as a sacrifice!
It was almost like a straw dog.
On the day of Camel's first seven days, these three would be executed by the uncles according to the Thirty-Six Oaths of the Hung Society.
Thus, Tung Sing's dignity would be preserved.
Unfortunately, Lin Feng saw through this!
"What exactly do you want?"
Ah Bun took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.
Lin Feng said indifferently:
"Let's follow the rules of the underworld. Hung Hing has always been a Triad that abides by rules."
Ah Bun gritted his teeth and said:
"I will call Mr. Chiang and Liang Kun and apologize personally."
Lin Feng mocked:
"If apologies worked, what would we need the Police Force for?"
Ah Bun continued:
"When Chan Tin-hung and the other two are executed, I will invite Hung Hing to observe specially."
Lin Feng chuckled coldly:
"Your Tung Sing's family matters, our Hung Hing will not interfere!"
Ah Bun said angrily:
"Lin Feng, don't go too far!"
Lin Feng said coldly:
"Old man, I'm giving you face, you'd best accept it."
"If you don't want to talk, then don't talk. I'll go contact the various Triads right now and spread the word in the underworld..."
Ah Bun hastily said:
"Talk!"
"We can talk!"
..."State your conditions."
Lin Feng sneered:
"We're all thousand-year-old foxes; let's not talk about ghost stories."
"Just follow the rules of the underworld."
"Uncle Ben, you need to apologize to Mr. Chiang and my Big Brother Liang Kun."
"Mr. Chiang has to clean his slate and withdraw from the underworld because of your matters, so there must be compensation."
"Our Hung Hing has lost a Dragon Head, and my brothers need to be appeased. You must compensate us!"
Ah Bun was so angry his teeth itched.
"Isn't that a bit too much?"
Lin Feng suddenly fell silent.
Ah Bun was genuinely panicked:
"Ah Feng? Mr. Lin? Hello!"
After a while, Lin Feng's voice finally sounded,
"Uncle Ben, if you don't want to talk, it doesn't matter."
"At worst, I'll take a loss and contact the spokesmen of each Triad one by one."
"I'll tell them what happened in your Tung Sing."
Ah Bun said with a forced smile:
"There's no need for that. It's not good to involve other Triads in matters between our two Triads."
Lin Feng sighed:
"I've already conceded so much; how could you think I'm easy to bully?"
"If I were ruthless, do you believe these Triads would have already divided up your Tung Sing?"
Ah Bun said with difficulty:
"We're not Chung Ching Society..."
Lin Feng interrupted him:
"Exactly. Chung Ching Society is easy to eliminate. They are not an old Triad; they are newly risen and particularly disregard rules."
"Therefore, many Triads want to eliminate them, and even the Police Force wants to eliminate them."
"As long as someone proposes it, they're finished."
"Tung Sing is an old Triad, and its relationships with all the others are still good. Usually, no one would do such a taboo thing."
"However, there's one thing you've probably forgotten!"
"The mistake made by Crow and the others is something no Triad can allow. No matter how you explain it to them, the fact is that you are condoning insubordination and betraying one's master."
"No Triad can tolerate that."
"All the Triads will attack you."
"The Police Force will also attack you."
Lin Feng said grimly,
"The foundation of the underworld is loyalty and righteousness. Your Tung Sing has personally dug up loyalty and righteousness, which is digging up the roots of our Triads!"
"You deserve to die!"
Ah Bun was silent for a long while:
"You win!"
His tone was as bitter as could be.
He conceded!
He had no choice but to concede!
If he didn't, he would be completely finished.
In reality, Ah Bun knew better than Lin Feng how devastating it would be for them if this matter were exposed.
Lin Feng smiled:
"Then, let's talk about the compensation you owe our Hung Hing."
Ah Bun said helplessly:
"Speak."
Ah Feng said indifferently, "Two Leaders, you definitely have to apologize."
Ah Bun nodded, "I will call them."
Ah Feng chuckled, "Is there no basic sincerity in your apology?"
"Mr. Chiang is still lying in our Triad Hospital!"
Ah Bun was half-choked, "Do you want me to go to the hospital and apologize to him?"
Ah Feng retorted, "Shouldn't you go?!"
Ah Bun gritted his teeth, "Fine, I'll go!"
He had to go, otherwise, who knew if Ah Feng, this madman, would really put this matter out in the underworld?
Then they would really be finished!
Ah Feng continued, "You have to cover Mr. Chiang's hospital expenses, and his living expenses after he washes his hands of the Triad…"
Ah Bun wanted to protest, but then he thought, as the Tung Sing Leader, he was already bowing his head and apologizing to a junior, so what was the point of arguing over such trivial matters?
"Fine!"
Ah Feng said indifferently, "Twenty-five million!"
Ah Bun roared, "Are you obsessed with twenty-five million or what?"
Ah Feng said in surprise, "I didn't expect Uncle Ben to be so understanding? Then it's thirty million!"
Ah Bun: "…Just twenty-five million!"
"Is that all?"
Ah Feng sneered, "Is my Hung Hing Dragon Head worth so little?"
"We want half of Crow and Smiling Tiger's territories!"
Ah Bun roared, "Impossible!"
"At most, Lui Yiu-Yeung's territory will be compensated to you!"
Ah Feng said, losing interest, "Lui Yiu-Yeung's territory? What territory does he have left?!"
"Forget it, we are friendly Triads, so it's settled."
"However, when will you call them?"
Ah Bun gritted his teeth, "I'll call now!"
Ah Feng sighed, "You should have said so earlier, then we wouldn't have to hurt each other's feelings."
Ah Bun had already hung up the phone, fuming with anger.
"How rude!"
Ah Feng mumbled, throwing the phone to Li Fu, whose mouth was wide open.
"Brother Feng, you are amazing."
"Just one phone call, and you got so much?"
Ah Feng pouted, "Is it a lot?"
"I don't think it's much at all."
"This is what Tung Sing should compensate us."
Li Fu clicked his tongue, "This isn't a lot?"
"When you're in the underworld, it's all about money and face. Now, they have no face in front of us."
"The Chairman personally apologized, twenty-five million money, and Lui Yiu-Yeung's territory…"
"Is Ah Bun crazy? He just gave it?"
Ah Feng sneered, "Does he dare not to?"
"Who told Crow and the other two to murder their master?!"
"This is their Achilles' heel!"
"Do you think I was just talking nonsense?"
"Let me tell you, if this matter gets out, the first to not tolerate them will be the Police Force!"
"If loyalty is gone, the underworld will be in chaos."
"The Police Force won't target others; they'll first target the instigators!"
"They will be watched closely."
"They won't even be able to do business!"
Li Fu suddenly realized, "So, Ah Bun had no choice but to agree?"
Ah Feng said indifferently, "Otherwise?"
"Do you really think my threats are just empty words?"
"Chiang Tin-Sung is eager for a farewell ceremony. If there's a chance to destroy Tung Sing, he would definitely be the first to agree."
Li Fu asked curiously, "Didn't Chiang Tin-Sung say he had retired from the underworld?"
Ah Feng rolled his eyes, "He hasn't washed his hands of the Triad yet."
"However, even if he does wash his hands of the Triad, with his record, it would be very difficult for him not to be watched by the Police Force."
"There's a ready example: how many years has Hung Yee's Flying Dragon been out of the game?"
"Isn't he still being watched by the Police Force?"
"The Police Force even arranged an undercover agent by his side."
"What can Flying Dragon do?"
Li Fu was horrified, "Flying Dragon knows there's an undercover agent by his side?"
Ah Feng nodded, "He knows!"
Li Fu was stunned, "He just allows the undercover agent to be by his side?"
Ah Feng shrugged, "Otherwise?"
"Flying Dragon isn't involved in the underworld anymore, so what's the big deal about having an undercover agent by his side?"
"He uses this behavior to tell the Police Force, 'Don't watch me, it's a waste of effort.'"
"It's a pity that the one who sent the undercover agent doesn't listen to him."
Li Fu was speechless, "It can be like this?"
Ah Feng shrugged, "However, Flying Dragon isn't entirely without benefits. After all, the undercover agents sent out by the Police Force are all elites of the same batch of police."
"Flying Dragon gained an assistant for nothing, so it's a gain and a loss."
Li Fu affirmed, "Chiang Tin-Sung definitely wouldn't like such an undercover agent."
Ah Feng smiled, "That's Chiang Tin-Sung's problem."
"By the way, do we have any plans today?"
Li Fu said, "Originally, today we were supposed to help Boss Ding move…"
Ah Feng shook his head, "The Boss won't move here. If he did, it would be much easier for Old Mother to come to my place."
"Then…"
"What would the Boss think?"
Li Fu burst out laughing.
Ah Feng's family didn't lack anything else, just women. Although these women weren't always living there due to various reasons, as long as one returned, then Liang Kun's day of suffering would arrive.
How could Liang Kun endure it?
As the two brothers were talking, the phone rang again. Li Fu quickly handed the phone over:
"Brother Feng, it's Boss Ding."
Ah Feng shook his head, "This guy is really not good at being talked about."
"Boss, didn't you go to Big D's place?"
Liang Kun was very excited, "That's right, I'm here at Big D's, Lam Wai Lok is also here, and Benny has also arrived."
"Ah Feng, it still has to be you. You act so fast."
"Ah Bun called me. You're really ruthless."
Ah Feng shrugged, "Isn't this how it should be?"
"Who told them to provoke us first?"
Liang Kun smiled, "Ah Bun told me that he's going to our Hung Hing's Triad Hospital to personally apologize to Mr. Chiang."
"You handled this matter beautifully!"
Ah Feng smiled, "At least I'm a member of our Hung Hing. Boss, you entrusted the matter to me, so I can't let you lose face."
Liang Kun smiled even more happily, "Brothers for life."
"Do you want to come to Tsuen Wan?"
Ah Feng shrugged, "I won't go join the fun. I'll go to the Triad Hospital to take a look."
Liang Kun smiled, "Alright, that's it!"
There was no need for formalities between the two brothers. After a brief update, they hung up the phone.
Ah Feng stood up and said, "Xiao Fu, let's go to the Triad Hospital."
Li Fu arranged for Wang Jianguo to prepare the car.
"Are we going to see Mr. Chiang?"
Ah Feng nodded slightly, "We still need to go see Mr. Chiang, and then visit Chen Taotao along the way."
"I have a case here that they need to start working on."
So, the three drove to the Triad Hospital.
The security positions at the Triad Hospital were now directly taken over by Thunder Security. Mr. Chiang's ward alone had eight people on duty.
The entire Triad Hospital had a total of thirty people assigned.
This almost exceeded public hospitals.
According to Ah Feng's request, all roads in the Triad Hospital were equipped with cameras.
It looked very strict.
When Ah Feng got out of the car at the hospital, he happened to meet Ah Bun leading people out of the hospital.
"Uncle Ben, you're really fast!"
Ah Bun held his hand and said self-deprecatingly, "I didn't want to be this fast, but there's no other way, someone is pushing me from behind."
Ah Bun looked deeply at Ah Feng and sighed, "The young are to be feared!"
Only then did he leave with Cheuk Kolok and Leopard.
Li Fu came to Ah Feng's side and said in a deep voice, "Brother Feng, Ah Bun's bodyguards are masters."
Ah Feng smiled, "If these two weren't masters, would Ah Bun dare to play with fire like this?"
"Clearly knowing that Crow and the others were the murderers of Camel, yet still wanting to drag the matter out until Camel's seventh day after death to solve the problem…"
"Naturally, he has his reliance."
Li Fu suddenly asked, "Will Ah Bun play with fire and burn himself?"
Ah Feng explained, "Don't underestimate this old fox. He won't let himself fall into a dangerous situation."
"Haven't you noticed that even though this guy is an elder and a major financier of Tung Sing, and Camel would listen to him, he is surprisingly low-key in the underworld…"
"Such an old fox always puts his own safety first."
"Besides, if he plays with fire and burns himself, he brought it upon himself!"
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Chapter 204: The Waters of Hong Kong Are Deep!
Bang!
The Deputy Commissioner of ICAC slammed the file on the table, glaring at his subordinates:
"Is this all you've investigated for me?"
"You're saying the Special Air Service elite were involved? What kind of international joke are you playing?"
His subordinates turned pale from the scolding, yet they also felt wronged.
The Deputy Commissioner grew even angrier:
"You're still not convinced?"
A subordinate said:
"Boss, from the scene, it really looks like the Special Air Service did it."
"They used daggers to deal with the two guards at the door from the very beginning, then used HK MP5s to take care of William and Stone."
"They used submachine guns as if they were handguns."
"Most importantly, with just one shot, two of our well-trained elite investigation directors lost their lives."
"And the way the previous two died was a standard method used by special agents."
"A dagger inserted directly into the heart from under the ribs—that's not a technique just anyone can use."
The Deputy Commissioner's face darkened.
"After on-site evidence collection, we found three pairs of footprints. The people varied in height, but no matter what, it indicated one thing..."
"They were indeed equipped with Special Air Service special gear."
"And our field elites have always had considerable combat power; it's impossible for ordinary people to defeat them."
The Deputy Commissioner roared:
"Are you kidding me?"
"Didn't they still die?"
The subordinate retorted, unconvinced:
"In the entire Anglo-Saxon, who can surpass the Special Air Service?"
"Even the agents from Military Intelligence wouldn't dare say they could win easily."
"We've dealt with Military Intelligence agents before; many of them aren't even as skilled as us."
The Deputy Commissioner felt it was incredibly absurd:
"You mean to say that Special Air Service agents specifically eliminated one of our elite field teams for Fong Heung-tung?"
"Is Fong Heung-tung a very important figure?"
The subordinate stammered:
"It's not impossible."
The Deputy Commissioner's mouth fell open:
"Do you know what gibberish you're spouting?"
The subordinate simply put forward his own speculation:
"Fong Heung-tung very likely has multiple identities."
"We have his complete file—of course, all verifiable records."
"According to the file, Fong Heung-tung's experience is legendary. He has constantly changed bosses, and then constantly killed bosses."
"In such circumstances, being able to accurately find a new employer every time is truly not something an ordinary person can do."
"This is his specialty."
"However, this can't help but make us ponder."
"Could it be that Fong Heung-tung didn't want to keep changing bosses, but was simply forced to?"
"Someone was forcing him to constantly change bosses, someone was forcing him to constantly change people."
"Fong Heung-tung is a drug runner."
The Deputy Commissioner's heart skipped a beat; his subordinate's line of thought was surprisingly consistent with his own.
"I think Superintendent Huang of the Police Station saw this point and quickly washed his hands of it."
"Fong Heung-tung's identity is very sensitive, and the three killers who killed the William team are even more sensitive."
"I guess they already guessed the terrifying situation they would face. They deliberately threw this case to us and got themselves out of it."
"That is to say, Fong Heung-tung is very likely the frontman for some big shot."
At this point, the subordinate decisively stopped talking.
The Commissioner had a headache. He waved his hand, and all the subordinates left.
There was no other way; he couldn't push it at this time.
Solving cases requires evidence.
The Commissioner of the ICAC was a little scared!
He couldn't help but think of the fat man Wong Bing-Yiu:
"Did that fat man discover something and then quickly pass the buck?"
It seemed possible!
The Deputy Commissioner thought about it in every possible way but still found it incredible:
"Are there members of the Special Air Service in Hong Kong?"
The subordinate cautiously said:
"Hong Kong really does have an officer who retired from the Special Air Service; he came from there."
The Deputy Commissioner sighed helplessly:
"Forget it, we'll investigate slowly. We'll definitely find their weak points."
The subordinates were terrified:
"Boss, this is the Anglo-Saxon Garrison, an absolute behemoth. We don't have the authority to investigate them."
The Deputy Commissioner was choked speechless:
"Get out!"
"Get out of my sight!"
The subordinates quickly went back.
The Deputy Commissioner slumped down, unwillingly picking up the file and reading it again.
It must be said that the elite field agents of ICAC had professional capabilities. All the evidence pointed to an absurd fact—a small team of Special Air Service elites raided the ICAC safe house.
They cleanly eliminated the ICAC elite field agents, and then Fong Heung-tung was also rescued.
The reason for saying "rescued" instead of "eliminated" is that the bodies of the four-person field team were all there. If they wanted to eliminate Fong Heung-tung, why would they take him outside to kill him?
That would greatly increase the risk of exposure.
It wasn't worth it!
The Deputy Commissioner didn't want to admit this, but he had to.
Everything must be based on evidence.
However, all the current evidence pointed to one thing—Fong Heung-tung was indeed rescued by the Special Air Service.
"Damn Special Air Service!"
The Deputy Commissioner sneered coldly,
"These sons of bitches are the Hong Kong Garrison!"
How could the Special Air Service come to Hong Kong?
However, a retired Special Air Service person would come here, and the Deputy Commissioner just happened to know that there was a Special Air Service person in the Garrison.
The Deputy Commissioner had also served in the military. In fact, not only him, but even the deceased William and his team of four had all served in the military.
Soldiers are martial. If your professional ability is outstanding, you will be highly respected by the entire team. After all, fighting involves death, so naturally, you listen to the opinions of the strong.
It was possible that that son of a bitch would spontaneously bring the Special Air Service style to Hong Kong.
What's so strange about training a team?
Did he, the Deputy Commissioner of ICAC, not know that the Anglo-Saxon Garrison had Special Air Service equipment?
Don't be ridiculous!
It was truly infuriating!
The Deputy Commissioner's face was grim.
Ding-a-ling!
A sudden ring startled the Deputy Commissioner.
"Hello, this is the ICAC Operations Department."
"Buddy, it's me!"
The Deputy Commissioner relaxed. It turned out to be the Deputy Director on the other end.
"Michael, you need to relax."
The Deputy Commissioner said with a bitter smile:
"Jacob, I can't relax."
"The William team was wiped out."
"The people who killed them might be from the Special Air Service."
Deputy Director Jacob was very calm:
"I've already seen the report from the West Kowloon Police Headquarters."
"They also made the same decision."
Deputy Commissioner Michael said bitterly:
"Wong Bing-Yiu is a cunning fat fox; his chubby face is really deceiving."
"That guy runs faster than anyone else when he smells danger."
Michael deeply understood the meaning of "never judge a book by its cover."
"Michael, Huang didn't sense that you were investigating them, did he?"
The Deputy Commissioner said decisively:
"No."
"At the crime scene, there were only our boys' bodies. Fong Heung-tung has already been rescued."
"I feel like we've fallen into a trap."
"Ever since Richard's incident, nothing has gone smoothly."
The Deputy Director was dismissive:
"Your feeling must not be accurate."
"The Duke told me that the Tycoon has already contacted him and is very interested in promoting the development of Sham Shui Po."
The Deputy Commissioner said with a bitter smile:
"That's the Tycoon. Even if we can follow behind him, we won't get the biggest share."
The Deputy Director was very surprised:
"What exactly are you thinking?"
Michael was puzzled:
"Shouldn't the Club get the biggest share?"
Jacob said with a bitter smile:
"That's a massive expansion of Sham Shui Po, and the starting capital is in the hundreds of millions."
"Although our Club is big, we still can't take the biggest share. The best thing is to follow a rich man and get some of the soup."
"I know you're unwilling... but you need to know, even this bowl of soup can choke us to death!"
"Not just full, but dead full!"
Michael was silent for a long time:
"Alright, I was too greedy."
Jacob said:
"I have some good news to tell you."
Michael shrugged:
"I hope it's really good news."
Jacob smiled:
"The cause of Richard's death has been determined."
Michael turned pale with fright:
"What?"
"Wong Bing-Yiu found out the truth about Richard's death?"
"What kind of good news is this?"
Jacob smiled:
"It is indeed good news. The West Kowloon Police Headquarters believes that Senior Superintendent Richard committed suicide."
Michael was stunned and blurted out:
"Suicide?!"
"Is Wong Bing-Yiu still that flexible?"
Jacob shrugged:
"You're right, Wong Bing-Yiu is indeed a fox. He has sensed your malice towards him from today's events."
"So, this is a signal that he wants to ease relations."
"What are your plans?"
Michael frowned:
"You mean Wong Bing-Yiu already knows we're targeting him?"
Jacob chuckled, "It's clearly a criminal case, yet you're hounding him."
"This has already crossed the line. Wong Bing-Yiu isn't stupid. If he still doesn't realize what's happening, then it's all for nothing."
"You know, there are many idiots in this world, but unfortunately, an idiot can't become the Chief of the West Kowloon region."
"Wong Bing-Yiu is a fat fox, didn't you just say that?"
Michael was quite unwilling: "But Fong Heung-tung said... he has leverage over a group of police officers from the West Kowloon Police Headquarters who committed crimes."
Jacob's expression was serious: "Based on my judgment, Fong Heung-tung is a frontman thrown out by certain people."
"Do you agree with that?"
Michael nodded gravely: "Of course!"
"They are definitely frontmen, no doubt about it."
Jacob then said, "Then you should understand one thing: frontmen don't have their own thoughts. If such a will arises..."
Michael couldn't help but interject: "Then it's time to change the glove."
Those words were correct, but his expression had already changed.
Jacob shrugged: "It seems we have a consensus. So, you should understand..."
"Is Fong Heung-tung's case someone testing the waters?"
Michael asked with a dark expression: "Testing whom?"
Jacob offered his speculation: "Testing us and the Police Force."
"We all know who took those four hundred million in money. They threw out Fong Heung-tung to confirm one thing..."
"How much have we, or the Police Force, investigated?"
"Or, how much interest do we have in this area?"
"Undeniably, both the Police Force and the ICAC are powerful departments."
"So..."
"Whoever shows interest is the enemy of the other party."
Michael fell silent.
If the ICAC could find the group of people who could withdraw the money, the Police Force naturally could too.
If the ICAC could find ten military vehicles, the Police Force could too.
If the ICAC could make a clear judgment on the case, the Police Force still could.
Ultimately, everyone faced the same clues.
You can't expect everyone in the Police Force to be fools; that's unrealistic.
The good news is that the Golden Club knows what they are investigating, while the Police Force does not.
Because they don't know about the several banks related to the club, they lost four hundred million for nothing.
This is the only good news.
"Why are you investigating the Police Force?"
Michael replied: "The Police Force is very interested in Richard's case."
Jacob sighed: "Then have you ever considered whether they *should* be interested in Richard?"
Michael was speechless again.
The Police Force, both in terms of emotion and reason, should be interested in Richard's case.
Richard was a Senior Superintendent in the Political Department. He was executed by gunfire, and it would be abnormal if the Police Force didn't make a statement.
"You're flustered!"
Jacob sighed.
Michael's face darkened further: "I was doing it for the club."
Jacob shrugged: "That's right, you were doing it for the club."
"So now that the situation is clear, what will you do?"
"The West Kowloon Police Headquarters has already announced Richard's cause of death. Frankly, the Political Department had no objections, the Police Commissioner reported it to the Security Bureau, and I have no objections either..."
Any normal person would know that Richard couldn't possibly have committed suicide, but strangely, after Wong Bing-Yiu proposed it, no one objected at all.
It was as if Richard really died by suicide, and not by some execution.
Michael, of course, didn't object, unless he had gone mad.
"I also agree."
Jacob let out a long sigh: "It's good that you understand."
"We are two of the three giants, the stable pillars of the club."
"If you really trigger a conflict between the Police Force and the ICAC, that would be bad."
Michael didn't want to speak.
Jacob said meaningfully: "Michael, you should know how deep the waters of Hong Kong are, right?"
"Think about how we reached our current high positions."
"Think about our initial assessment of the Sir when we first met him."
"Think about the Sir's level."
"Then think about other forces..."
"You wouldn't think that a force like the Sir's is the only one, would you?"
Michael stared blankly at the report in his hand, smiling bitterly.
The only one?
The hell with the only one!
How could this be the only one?
Alas!
Michael sighed deeply: "I will call him personally. I will tell him what happened."
"Don't worry, I won't be watching the West Kowloon Police Headquarters anymore."
"I have a few years until retirement; I want to earn a bit more for my pension."
Jacob laughed heartily: "You are indeed wise, Michael!"
Michael hung up the phone, a chill running through his heart:
"Did Jacob make this call himself, or was it at the Sir's instruction?"
The cornerstone of the club wasn't some damn three giants; from beginning to end, there was only one, and that was the Sir!
Both Jacob and he, Michael, were elevated by the Sir.
Michael pondered for only a moment, then immediately made his decision. What damn Richard? Get out of his mind!
..."Yo, you're all here? Spirits are good."
"Mr. Lin!" * 4
When Lin Feng and Li Fu arrived at the Triad Hospital, everyone was there.
Chen Taotao, Da Shan, Fong Chin-Bor, and Nam Tsai.
Lin Feng glared at Nam Tsai: "You have nothing to do?"
"Why do you keep running to Tao Tao's side?"
"Couldn't you spend that time running to Mr. Chiang's side more often?"
Nam Tsai protested: "I want to do that too, but I can only enter twice a day."
Lin Feng tilted his head in disbelief: "You're the director of the hospital, and Mr. Chiang's attending physician. You're saying you can only go in twice a day?"
"Are you trying to fool me?!"
Nam Tsai said with a wry smile: "It's really not that!
"This is the reality..."
"Brother Jun and Brother Tin Hung personally set the rules..."
"Let alone the nurses, even I have to obey."
Lin Feng was very satisfied with Wang Jianjun's work: "That's right, that's how it should be."
Nam Tsai immediately relaxed: "The other patients in the Triad only have minor injuries, not worth my attention. I might as well spend that energy here with Tao Tao."
Lin Feng sneered: "I think you want to watch how Tao Tao operates, right?"
Nam Tsai chuckled. That's right, that's what he meant.
In fact, his position as director of the Triad Hospital was very leisurely, unlike public hospitals, which were directly managed by the Hospital Authority, where the director didn't even have personnel authority.
Hung Hing's Triad Hospital was Nam Tsai's one-man show.
In ordinary times, no one was qualified to make him take action.
After all, his status was here.
Lin Feng turned to Li Fu and said: "Have Jian Jun increase security for Tao Tao's room as well."
Nam Tsai immediately stiffened.
Chen Taotao exclaimed: "Mr. Lin, is that necessary?"
Lin Feng shook his head: "I presume you all know about Hung Hing's recent events."
Everyone fell silent.
Chiang Tin-Sung was injured, his life unknown, and Hung Hing's big bosses and underlings filled the entire hospital.
Chen Taotao wasn't blind; how could he not know?
Everyone knew the prestige of being in the underworld, but also its dangers.
Fortunately, it was Chiang Tin-Sung lying in the operating room at the time, not Lin Feng; otherwise, Chen Taotao would definitely not be so calm.
Nam Tsai quickly said: "Brother Feng, I understand. I will take the lead in obeying the rules."
Lin Feng smiled: "Strengthening Tao Tao's security is, on one hand, to protect his safety, and on the other hand, the time for action is approaching."
Chen Taotao's spirits lifted: "Mr. Lin, is that the stock you often talk about?"
Lin Feng nodded slightly: "So, the fewer people who know about this, the better."
Nam Tsai was very perceptive, and chuckled dryly: "You all chat, you all chat."
"I'm going to do my rounds!"
Lin Feng gave him a light kick, "If I see you wandering around again, believe it or not, I'll deal with you!"
Nam Tsai was terrified and quickly slipped away!
Li Fu exited the room, closed the door, and then stood outside the door, acting as a door guardian.
Only then did Lin Feng say: "There are two stocks that need to be especially remembered during this period."
"One of these two stocks will rise rapidly, then crash. After the crash, the other one will also rise rapidly, then crash again."
"After everyone is trapped, someone will fully acquire these two stocks, and then push them up again!"
Chen Taotao's eyes narrowed: "Someone is harvesting funds?"
Lin Feng shrugged, "It's just cutting leeks."