Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 105 One Message for One Million
Chen Jiajun's expression was nine parts genuine and one part fake; he was certain the police wouldn't find any clues.

At that moment, a police officer outside brought in several reports and handed them to Superintendent Cheung Man-yiu: "Sir Cheung, we have reviewed the CCTV footage from the golf course and have preliminarily ruled out Liang Jun as a suspect. This is the autopsy report."

"What does the autopsy report say?"

Zhang Wenyao continued to stare intently at Chen Jiajun. He had a close relationship with Jiang Tiansheng and was also aware of Jiang Tiansheng's plans against Chen Jiajun.

“Major cyanide poisoning! We found residue on the coffee cup,” the officer replied.

"Who touched that cup of coffee on the CCTV footage?" Zhang Wenyao asked again.

"The golf course staff are the support staff, but the course doesn't have CCTV."

"Have you asked everyone present to come back and give their statements?" Zhang Wenyao asked after a moment's thought.

The officer replied, "They're all taking statements."

"Go and do your work first."

Zhang Wenyao nodded, got up, and knocked on the interrogation room door.

Chen Guozhong quickly went outside, and the two exchanged a few words.

"How's it going inside?"

Frustrated, Zhang Wenyao pulled out his cigarette case and a lighter.

Chen Guozhong replied, "Chen Jiajun has witnesses; both TVB and ATV reported on it at noon."

"I'm asking, have you given yourself away?" Zhang Wenyao's tone was filled with anger.

Chen Guozhong shook his head and said, "Inspector Zhang, Chen Jiajun is the most suspicious, but he happens to be the one with the least motive!"
He's already gotten what he wanted, so why bother getting rid of Jiang Tiansheng? He just took over yesterday, why would he kill him today?

As you said, according to CCTV footage, there was no evidence that Chen Jiajun and his men were present. The only people present at the time were Hong Le Longtou Piao Ge, Gentleman Sheng, Zhou Dawei, Chen Haonan, Gan Zitai, and Zhao Shanhe.

“My suggestion is to release Chen Jiajun, otherwise Hung Hing and Hung Lok are very likely to have a violent clash.”

After listening to Chen Guozhong's words, Zhang Wenyao closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then got up, opened the interrogation room door, went in, and sat opposite Chen Jiajun.

He handed Chen Jiajun a red Marquis cigarette: "My surname is Zhang, I am Superintendent Zhang Wenyao from the Serious Crimes Unit. Based on the assessment at the scene, you have been preliminarily ruled out as a suspect."

Chen Jiajun was stunned. Hearing the name, he immediately remembered who this person was. As a superintendent in the Major Crimes Unit, he would one day embezzle public funds and commit a heinous crime.

Zhang Wenyao said, "Think carefully, who is most likely to target Jiang Tiansheng?"

Chen Jiajun looked at Liao Zhizong and Chen Jiaju, and Zhang Wenyao waved them away.

Once only the two of them were in the room, Chen Jiajun lit a cigarette and replied:
“I have no clues. I haven’t been in this position for long, and I haven’t been by Jiang Tiansheng’s side for very long. I have no idea who his enemies are or who the people at the scene are. Can I ask them?”

“The leader of the Hung Lok Society is Piao Ge, the head of the FIT group is Gentleman Sheng, and the red sticks are Zhou Dawei and Fei Quan. Chen Haonan, Zhao Shanhe, Gan Zitai…” Zhang Wenyao answered slowly.

Chen Jiajun shook his head, took a deep breath and pondered, "How did Jiang Tiansheng die? The doctor told me he died of poisoning."

"Large amounts of cyanide."

"Cyanide?" Chen Jiajun pretended not to understand.

Zhang Wenyao lowered his head and said, "It's a highly toxic compound. Do you know who was there? Tell me."

Chen Jiajun said slowly, "Gan Zitai and Chen Haonan are Jiang Tiansheng's men, so they shouldn't have any motive. I suspect that Hong Le's side was behind it."

"Why do you say that?" Zhang Wenyao asked, frowning.

Chen Jiajun relentlessly smeared the government: "Everyone in the underworld knows that I am at odds with Jiang Tiansheng. With Jiang Tiansheng dead, I am the prime suspect. Moreover, Hung Hing is very likely to have internal strife, at which point Hung Lok will be able to secretly seize Hung Hing's territory."

Zhang Wenyao sneered, "Your reasoning isn't without its flaws, but from my perspective, you remain the prime suspect. We, the police, currently have no evidence..."

After a pause, Zhang Wenyao continued, "You are not allowed to leave Hong Kong for the next two weeks."

“Hung Hing’s casino in Macau is about to open, and as the head of the company, I will definitely be there,” Chan Ka Chun said, shaking his head.

"No! I said no, and that's final! Also, our police are still investigating, and I don't want you to fight Hong Le. Do you understand?"

"Heh, I won't offend others unless they offend me," Chen Jiajun said meaningfully. "Then you should think about the consequences!" Zhang Wenyao coldly retorted.

After completing the bail procedures, Chen Jiajun and Huang Dawen walked out of the Hong Kong Royal Police Headquarters and got into the car. He immediately dialed the phone: "Uncle Xing, it's me, Ah Jun."

"Chairman! What's the situation now?" Uncle Xing asked immediately.

Chen Jiajun gave a brief overview, and Uncle Xing immediately flew into a rage, roaring, "Damn Hong Le! Otherwise, let's just call in the troops tonight!"

"No, we can't wrong anyone else in this matter. The anti-triad team is also watching. Let's deal with Jiang Tiansheng's funeral arrangements first. Tell everyone not to act rashly!"

Chen Jiajun immediately shook his head and rejected the idea.

Uncle Xing said indignantly, "I understand!"

Chen Jiajun added, "Also, get the mourning hall set up immediately so that Mr. Jiang can leave in a dignified and respectable manner. I'll be heading back to the Hung Hing headquarters right away."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jiajun said to Doom, "Doom, you stay here. After Prince, Chen Haonan, and Chen Yao come out, arrest them immediately."

“I’ll give you more money!” Chen Jiajun added.

“Okay, just add more money!” Doom nodded in response.

“Lu Jinqiang is driving,” Chen Jiajun added immediately.

"Yes."

Finally, he had a chance to show his skills, and Lu Jinqiang was extremely excited as he touched the steering wheel for the first time.

Funeral home, farewell room for the deceased.

At this time, a number of Hung Hing gang members had gathered here, all dressed in black suits with white cloth tied around their right hands, their expressions solemn.

Jiang Tiansheng's girlfriend, Fang Ting, with red eyes and dressed in hemp clothing, was squatting on the ground burning yellow paper.

He had no direct descendants or wife, so Fang Ting, as his girlfriend, naturally had to come out and keep vigil for him.

When Chen Jiajun arrived, Yaqi got out of the car and opened the door for him. When Chen Jiajun looked over, he noticed that many of the Hung Hing members were looking at him with very strange expressions.

Bao Hua, the former head of Hung Hing in Tsim Sha Tsui and mentor of Gan Zitai, stepped out of the crowd in a suit and said in a deep voice: "Chen Jiajun, do you dare to swear to God that you did not do Mr. Jiang!"

“It wasn’t me. I just came from the police headquarters. I’m also waiting for the police to clear my name,” Chen Jiajun replied in a deep voice, without saying anything more.

Immediately, whispers broke out in the farewell room.

Uncle Hing came over and said, "Brother Wah, even if you suspect me, you can't suspect him! The leader has been in Tuen Mun all day today. Ah Kun, Uncle Fat, and Uncle Tao can all testify. If it really was him, would the police have released him?"

Bao Hua looked at Chen Jiajun again and said in a deep voice, "Go and offer incense to Mr. Jiang."

Chen Jiajun accepted the incense, bowed three times, and thought to himself, "Jiang Tiansheng, farewell!"

Then, he placed three incense sticks into the incense burner, turned around, and his majestic gaze swept across the entire room. Many people lowered their heads when they were struck by his torch-like eyes.

The atmosphere in the farewell room was unusually somber.

Facing all the Hung Hing members present, Chen Jiajun slowly said:

"The police told me that Mr. Jiang was poisoned!"

"He was poisoned to death by a poison called cyanide!"

Chen Jiajun's voice was calm and unhurried, but it reached the ears of everyone present, causing everyone to gasp in shock.

"I will give everyone present an explanation for Jiang Tiansheng's death!"

"Spread the word: I'm collecting clues. One million for every clue related to Jiang Tiansheng's death!"

Despite his numerous misdeeds, Chiang Tin-sang, as the previous leader of Hung Hing, remains the soul of the organization.

If someone like that is poisoned, Hung Hing will definitely take action!

Otherwise, other triads and gangs in the underworld will look down on Hung Hing!
(End of this chapter)