Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 106 The Golden Belt of Murder and Arson
The Major Crimes Unit's interrogation room.

Piao Ge, the leader of the Hong Le Society who was the last person to have contact with Jiang Tiansheng, had already been interrogated for three hours.

"Officer, I really didn't kill him! Why would I, the head of the Hung Lok Society, resort to poisoning!"

Liao Zhizong asked, "According to the eyewitnesses' testimonies, you and Jiang Tiansheng spent a full hour together. What did you talk about during that hour?"

Chen Jiaju from the Serious Crimes Unit, and Chen Guozhong and Liao Zhizong from the Anti-Triad Unit were responsible for the interrogation.

Piao immediately crossed his arms and glanced away, saying, "Let's talk about family matters."

"Talk about family matters? What family matters? Talk about them for an hour?" Chen Guozhong pressed on.

Chen Jiaju tapped the table and said, "Look me in the eyes."

"I already said I didn't do it!" Piao Ge suddenly became impatient, crossing his arms and refusing to answer.

Chen Guozhong sneered, "Brother Piao, you're an old hand at this. If you don't cooperate, how are we supposed to clear your name? You know what will happen when those Hung Hing guys go crazy."

He was right. Chiang Tin-sang's death actually brought the Hung Hing triad together.

"Officer, investigations require evidence. If I didn't do it, then I didn't do it!" Brother Piao shouted angrily while smoking.

As a seasoned veteran, he knew one thing well: he was completely entangled in this mess, and even if the police released him, the Hung Hing gang wouldn't let it go.

Jiang Tiansheng, you bastard!
Why did you have to be so mean!
He had to die right in front of me!

Chen Jiaju asked, "Since you didn't kill Jiang Tiansheng, why did you leave the golf course immediately afterward?"

“I think Jiang Tiansheng looks unwell; he must have been poisoned,” Piao Ge explained.

Chen Jiaju pressed further: "Poisoning? You could tell he was poisoned at a glance? Since you didn't do it, why didn't you go to the hospital with them?"

"Do you think people in the martial arts world will reason with you? If I stay, it will only make things more complicated!" At this point, he was utterly speechless.

Liao Zhizong sneered, "How can you not explain it? Are you trying to frame Liang Jun for this because Hung Hing is on the verge of internal strife, so you can profit from it?"

"Damn it! I really didn't do it!" As a former gangster, Piao Ge was really not good at talking about these kinds of things.

The more ambiguous his answers, the more suspicious the anti-triad and serious crime units became.

With his face flushed red, Piao Ge angrily said, "In short, I'm sure Liang Jun did this!"

"The Liangjun you mentioned is actually the least suspicious. We even checked the CCTV footage within a kilometer radius, and there was no one from Liangjun present. Could it be the work of a ghost?"

Zhizong continued Chen Jiaju's words, "Apart from the Hung Hing people, the only people present are your Hung Lok's leaders, Mr. Sheng, Mr. David Chow, and Mr. Fei Quan, all big shots of Hung Lok."

Chen Guozhong steered the conversation back on track: "Hey, Piao Ge, tell me what you and Jiang Tiansheng talked about."

"..."

Piao Ge was on the verge of tears.

the other side.

After questioning Prince, Chan Ho-nam, Chan Yiu, Chicken, and others, the police ordered them to remain in Hong Kong for the time being and await further questioning before releasing them.

"You all go downstairs and wait for me. I need to have a word with Superintendent Zhang," Chen Yao said to Prince, Chen Haonan, and the others.

After Prince and Chan Ho-nam left, Chan Yiu asked Cheung Man-yiu, "Superintendent Cheung, do you have any leads? Was it done by Leung Chun's men?"

“This doesn’t seem like his usual style. I asked the anti-triad people, and they said that Chen Jiajun is very arrogant and has never had a history of poisoning anyone.”

“Our police have thoroughly checked CCTV footage within a one-kilometer radius, and none of Chen Jiajun’s men were present,” Zhang Wenyao replied in a deep voice. Chen Yao, unwilling to give up, asked, “Is it possible that Liang Jun’s men poisoned them beforehand?”

“One gram of cyanide can kill a person. Our police also went to Jiang Tiansheng’s villa and took the CCTV tape. After repeated analysis, we did not find any trace of Liang Jun’s men.”

As he spoke, he shook his head and continued, "Now I think all of you are more suspicious than Chen Jiajun. Tell me, what did Hong Lepiao and Jiang Tiansheng talk about?"

"The matter of plotting against Liang Jun." Zhang Wenyao and Jiang Tiansheng had a close relationship, so Chen Yao had nothing to hide.

"Damn it!" Zhang Wenyao cursed. "I really don't understand you gangsters. You all talk about loyalty, but when it comes to actually doing things, you're all ruthless. Tell me, who benefits the most from Jiang Tiansheng's death?"

“There are plenty of people who would benefit from this, but the one who would benefit the least is Liang Jun. With Jiang Tiansheng dead, everyone will suspect him. If Liang Jun cannot clear his name, Hung Hing is likely to have internal strife, and then other triads will have an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.”

Chen Yao said with an unusually bitter tone.

After a pause, Chen Yao seemed to remember something and asked, "Superintendent Zhang, can we trace the source of the poison?"

“We can’t trace it.” Zhang Wenyao immediately shook his head.

Cyanide, a highly toxic compound, was first used by spies for suicide, assassination, and other purposes.

Hong Kong in the 1980s happened to be a spy capital, and tracing the origin of cyanide was like finding a needle in a haystack.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wenyao waved his hand and said, "You should go back first and tell Hung Hing to calm down. Otherwise, if something serious happens, it will be hard for me to explain to my superiors."

"Superintendent Zhang, I'll be going now." Chen Yao sighed.

As Zhang Wenyao watched Chen Yao leave, his mobile phone rang.

Upon answering the phone, a threatening voice came from the other end, "Superintendent Zhang, when are you going to pay back the 100 million you owe us?"

"What time is it now?" Zhang Wenyao's face immediately showed embarrassment.

“Superintendent Zhang, debt collection is hard work for us. You’re a superintendent and I’m a gangster. I can’t possibly go to the police station to collect debts, can I?” the other party joked.

"Give me a little more time, I'll get it done soon." With that, Zhang Wenyao hung up the phone.

He picked up the coffee on the table and drank it all in one gulp. Gazing at the rows of Mercedes-Benzes below, he muttered to himself, "Murderers and arsonists wear golden belts, while those who repair bridges and roads leave no trace!"

At this moment, a sudden surge of distracting thoughts welled up in Zhang Wenyao's mind, making him feel extremely agitated.

Shaking his head and giving a wry smile, Zhang Wenyao threw the paper cup into the trash can.

Upon entering the interrogation room where Piao Ge was being questioned, Zhang Wenyao pushed open the door, sat down opposite Piao Ge, and asked a question: "Piao, tell me what you've been doing these past two days. Where were you the day before yesterday? Who was there?"

Piao Ge was speechless for a moment. The day before yesterday, he was receiving a customer who was selling laundry detergent. After the deaths of Hei Shui Qiang, Da Pu Hei, Wang Bao, and Lian Haolong, the laundry detergent market in Hong Kong was extremely tight, and prices were rising steadily.

"You're not going to answer, huh? Fine, now the police are treating you as a prime suspect. We'll detain you for three or four days to give you time to think things through!" Zhang Wenyao sneered and closed the notebook.

……

Hong Kong Royal Police Headquarters.

When Chen Yao left the headquarters and arrived at Admiralty Road, he saw a row of large Mercedes-Benz cars parked across the street. Hung Hing's Dom was standing there, looking at him expressionlessly.

Prince, Chan Ho-nam, Chicken, Tai Tin-Yi, and Bao Pi were all tied up and sitting in several Mercedes-Benz cars.

Doum opened the door of the Mercedes: "Chen Yao, my elder brother wants you to come with us to pay respects to Mr. Jiang."

(End of this chapter)