The Infernal Affairs of Hong Kong

Chapter 145 Han Chen's Plan (Subscribe)
Zhou Yu left the gate of the detention center, called Han Chen directly, and asked him to meet at night.

In the afternoon, he went back to move. As for Wei Shile's affairs, it was nothing more than smashing an unattended warehouse. It was a trivial matter, and it would be the same to listen to his report on the progress tomorrow.

Yesterday's interview, today's TV and newspapers are published, but there is something about the nigger's retraction, Zhou Yu doesn't think much about it.

Get rid of the niggers first.

In the evening, Fuyuan Restaurant, Room 305.

"Brother Chen, I need your help this time."

Han Chen looked at him with interest: "It's not easy. You don't have many things to ask me for help. There are some things that our sir Zhou can't solve. Needless to say, it's definitely not the police's business."

Zhou Yu smiled: "Brother Chen, it's really a matter of the police station. Ni Yongxiao gave the nigger a big case to help him get rid of the crime of drug trafficking. I wonder if you heard about it?"

Han Chen frowned: "When did it happen, I didn't hear anything about it. Ah Xiao helped the niggers? Is it necessary? This is a bit strange."

The niggas have already gone in, and it would be troublesome to make it out again, and it's not his son, why is Ni Yongxiao so enthusiastic.
Han Chen couldn't figure it out, let alone the nonsense that there are no black ghosts, and the drug market in Tsim Sha Tsui is afraid of being invaded.

When the nigger comes out, who is the most unwilling person? It is Gandhi. Now that he has the world all to himself, will he be reconciled? Isn't Ah Xiao just creating hatred for himself?

Zhou Yu nodded at him at the right time: "Brother Chen, what happened just happened today. I suspect that the nigger has some secrets in his hands. Isn't it surprising that the nigger drug trafficking has not had anything to do with it for so many years?"

"Makes sense!"

Han Chen suddenly realized and nodded, that's right, he has ghosts. Ni Yongxiao doesn't know how many people have been released in the police force over the years, and it's not unusual for black ghosts to know one or two.

Zhou Yu lowered his voice: "Also, last night, someone wanted to poison the nigger, but I found out and stopped him. This proves that there must be his internal response in the police station."

Han Chen looked at him strangely: "Someone wants to kill niggers, why are you stopping them? Do you have friendship with niggers?"

Zhou Yu patted his arm and smiled: "Yes, we have a deep friendship. On the arm, didn't he leave me a scar?"

Han Chen was even more surprised when he heard this: "Hey, then why are you keeping him? Just take this opportunity to have someone kill him."

Zhou Yu shook his head, and said shyly: "Brother Chen, the nigger has been in Tsim Sha Tsui for so many years, and he always has some inside information in his hands. Isn't it all credit for leaking a few pieces? I'm still a trainee inspector. Yes."

Han Chen glanced at Zhou Yu with his small eyes, and joked: "Greedy, I thought you Sir Zhou was going to be a Bodhisattva, next time I won't go to the temple, just ask you to forget it. But it is true , it's hard for you to protect him, what do you want me to do?"

Zhou Yu looked at Han Chen expectantly: "Brother Chen, if Ni Yongxiao wants to catch someone, the nigger will definitely not speak again. You have been in Tsim Sha Tsui for so many years, and you have no evidence of a nigger's crime? Clues are fine."

Han Chen understands that when Ni Yongxiao helped the nigger reduce his sentence, Zhou Yu did the opposite and helped the nigger increase his sentence!
It is self-evident whether it is easier to reduce the sentence or increase the sentence.

Good idea.

As long as the nigger can continue to be sentenced to life imprisonment, no, as long as it is more than 30 years, even if the nigger gets rid of the crime of drug trafficking, he will have to hand over clues to continue to change his sentence.

At that time, Zhou Yu can take off a few clothes from the nigger, and exchange them for his own success.

Han Chen's eyes lit up, and the chubby hand patted Zhou Yu's shoulder: "Good boy, you have a way."

Zhou Yu smiled modestly: "That's why Brother Chen needs help, does Brother Chen have it?"

"Yes, there are many more, hahaha, I just don't know if I can find them."

Zhou Yu raised his glass: "Brother Chen, as long as there are enough clues, are you afraid that you won't be able to find a few of them?"

"That's right, you are the detective who appeared on TV, Sir Zhou."

Han Chen also joked that if Zhou Yu is good, that means he is good. The higher Zhou Yu's position, the more things he can do.

Han Chen's eyes flashed a gloomy coldness, no matter what Ni Yongxiao's purpose in scooping up niggers is, it's right not to let him realize it.

Since he, Ni Yongxiao, wants the nigger to come out, then the nigger must go through the prison!
Thinking about the topic just now, Han Chen thought for a while and asked, "You said just now that Ah Xiao set a ghost in the police station, can you find him?"

Zhou Yu couldn't figure out what Han Chen wanted to do for a while, and asked tentatively, "Brother Chen, do you want to eliminate Ni Yongxiao's insiders in the police force to weaken Ni Yongxiao's power?"

Han Chen shook his head with a smile, and said in an inscrutable way: "Inspector, don't think so simply. Since there are ready-made undercover agents, why do you need to clear them? It's a waste."

"If you find out how to use it, there are many ways to use it. You can turn Ah Xiao down, or you can take over directly after Ah Xiao dies. If Ah Xiao dies, won't the inner ghost have to eat?"

Zhou Yu nodded involuntarily. Han Chen's idea is really sharp, absorbing the enemy's power for his own use, not to mention, it can really be manipulated.

If Ye Zhaoliang and his like are discovered, after Ni Yongxiao's death, or simply while Ni Yongxiao is still alive, they can be bought over at a high price and put Ni Yongxiao together.

Moreover, Ye Zhaoliang and his ilk had to cooperate. Han Chen was not in a hurry to make arrangements for such a long time.

It is completely possible to wait until you have the evidence of their transaction before doing anything, whether it is a threat or a benefit, you are not afraid that he will not submit.

hiss~
have a hand.

"Brother Chen is brilliant." Zhou Yu immediately offered his flattery and expressed his loyalty by the way: "I will definitely pay attention and look for it carefully."

Han Chen reminded him seriously: "Be careful in everything. Don't worry about finding the ghost. The important thing is your identity. There must be no problems, or the loss outweighs the gain."

"Thank you Brother Chen."

Zhou Yu was so moved that he wanted to squeeze out a few tears, but found it a bit difficult, thinking that one day he would have to learn from the performance department, the emotional card is always easy to use.

Han Chen patted him on the shoulder in satisfaction: "Ah Yu, you are my man, I'm fine with you, lobster, abalone or porridge and noodles for the rest of my life, it's up to you, Sir Zhou."

Zhou Yu nodded heavily: "Brother Chen, I will work hard and strive for an early promotion."

Han Chen lowered his head and thought about things, and unconsciously swiped his wine glass in circles with his fingers: "Ayu, now you are in the anti-drug team, and the niggers are done playing again. There are actually a lot of gaps in the drug market in Tsim Sha Tsui. Do you think I should do something about it?" How's business?"

Zhou Yu's heart tightened, this question has always been a troublesome one.

It's okay for Han Chen to set up a pornographic dance hall, open a restaurant, or smuggle some seafood.

But if he does drugs, that's a big problem.

In the past, there were Gandhi and niggas in Tsim Sha Tsui, and Han Chen had nowhere to sell them. But now, it seems that the arrest of niggers and the exposure of the Tsim Sha Tsui market made Han Chen think carefully, and his heart began to itch.

After Han Chen asked, he looked at his reaction. If he wants to do drugs, the market is a level. Zhou Yu’s anti-drug team is also a level. There is no one in the anti-drug team. The danger is too great. If one step is wrong, he will be tomorrow’s black ghost .

Zhou Yu thought for a while, then raised his head and looked at him sincerely: "Brother Chen, if you are asking for my advice, I don't suggest you engage in poison."

Han Chen didn't react too much after hearing it. It was just an idea, and there was still a long way to go before it could be implemented, such as supply of goods, transportation, customs clearance channels, and grabbing the market.

But the reason for Zhou Yu's refusal is very important to him. If Zhou Yu is afraid of doing things and afraid of accidents, then what's the use of him installing such a person.

He raised his glass, drank it slowly, and asked half tentatively: "Why, I'm a drug dealer, and in your territory, are you afraid that you will be implicated?"

Zhou Yu didn't deny it: "Brother Chen, there is a point, but it's not the main reason."

"Oh? Tell me." Han Chen ate his food, waiting for Zhou Yu's next words.

Zhou Yu lit a cigarette: "Brother Chen, I basically think that Ni Yongxiao's undercover agent is in the anti-drug team, because niggers are in the drug business, you agree with that."

Han Chen nodded: "It must be. Otherwise, why kill him? Why, is there someone who is suspicious?"

Zhou Yu smiled: "Brother Chen, I've only been in for a long time, and everyone hasn't fully recognized it yet. How can it be so fast."

"What I mean is, I'm in the intelligence team, and Ni Yongxiao's people are probably in the action team. In this way, the security is not enough. If Ni Yongxiao wants to mess with you, he will let you know." Inner ghost, then you just..."

Zhou Yu's hint was too obvious, Han Chen put down his chopsticks and thought seriously.

Indeed, Tsim Sha Tsui's current power is no match for Ni Yongxiao's, and the possibility of leaking the news is not small, maybe there are Ni Yongxiao's people under his command.

Unless it's time to tear your face apart, kill the Ni family at once and take him back to the inside of the police station.

Otherwise, if he engages in drugs now, he will be the one who will be involved in that time.

Ni Yongxiao is different from him. Ni Yongxiao himself does not engage in drugs. In the past, the nigger Gandhi did it for him. The Ni family only took care of the money. Zhou Yu, who was placed in the anti-drug team, was of no use at all.

Conversely, if he engages in drugs, Ni Yongxiao will turn his back and report, and he will really die.

Han Chen's heart skipped a beat as he thought about it.
This move really can't be taken now, at least until Ni Yongxiao is killed.

Han Chen smiled and looked at Zhou Yu: "Hahaha, college students are different, they are smart enough, come and drink."

Zhou Yu smiled and toasted, Han Chen just listened to it, stabilized him first, and found a reason for the future.

Han Chen asked casually while eating the food: "It's not good to deal with drugs, so what kind of business do you think you can do?"

"Real estate."

"real estate?"

Han Chen looked at him strangely: "The house is so expensive now, is there still money to be made?"

Zhou Yu nodded: "Xiangjiang's economic development momentum is so good, there must be some profits, less or less, and there are still some profits of [-] to [-] percent a year."

"Wow, [-] to [-]% a year, that's a lot. Drinking the Northwest Wind is enough. If you have this money, you might as well open a few more karaoke bars. You are stupid. Forget it, I won't ask you."

Han Chen shook his head indifferently. Everyone has different abilities and focuses. Zhou Yu may really have no talent in making money.

(End of this chapter)