I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 187 Lan Kwai Fong

An L-shaped uphill path in Hong Kong, Lan Kwai Fong, and Central.

The place is not big, but it is a mid- to high-end consumption area with bars, nightclubs and restaurants of all sizes. It is very popular among the younger generation and tourists and is one of Hong Kong's special tourist attractions.

Of course, what Lan Kwai Fong is most famous for is not the wine or the restaurants, but the beauties.

Taikoo Li in the southwest, Sanlitun in Beijing, Lan Kwai Fong in Hong Kong, and the new internet celebrity check-in destination, Anfu Road in Shanghai.

Just find a cafe in these places, order a cup of coffee, and look at the scenery outside the window. In just a few days, you will become aesthetically fatigued by big breasts and beautiful legs.

As night falls and the lights come on, Lan Kwai Fong should be crowded with men and women full of hormones at this time.

But at a glance, there were only a few cats and dogs, few pedestrians and vehicles, and it looked quite desolate.

The Blue Frog Restaurant was closed today. In the huge restaurant, there were only two blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigners sitting at a table in the middle.

On the white dining table, a sumptuous French meal was beautifully presented.

But it was strange that the two people at the table didn't move their knives and forks. Instead, they looked at each other, and the air seemed to freeze.

"Mr. Sheng, it's not that the police aren't doing their part. There are only so many police officers in Central, and they're usually too busy to handle everything. I finally managed to get the Organized Crime and Triad Society and the SDU to help this time. You've seen the situation. Everyone's vacations have been suspended, and they've been searching for evidence day and night. If you continue to put pressure on the Jiang government and the City Council, I, Zhuang Dingguo, will have no choice but to resign."

Lao Zhuang was still wearing the police uniform and was still as thin as before. No, to be precise, he was even thinner than before. He looked very droopy. His eye sockets were already deep, and now with his red eyeballs and the hospital gown, he looked like a mental patient.

After not sleeping for several days and nights, Lao Zhuang was on the verge of collapse.

"Mr. Zhuang, you have been so arrogant in Lan Kwai Fong for so many years. You have played with all kinds of girls. How many of your bills have I personally signed for you? Do you have an idea? Is our group at all sorry?"

The foreigner was about sixty years old, tall and strong, with a bald head, a big belly, and an oversized suit. He looked a little funny at first glance, but when he sat there, he immediately revealed the majesty of having been in a high position for a long time.

With his strong Cantonese accent, he sounds quite like the Godfather.

The bald foreigner pointed at the deserted street outside the window and his voice gradually became louder.

"Money! Do you know how much money Lan Kwai Fong Group will lose if this situation continues? It's enough for you, Zhuang Dingguo, to live a life of whoring and gambling for ten lifetimes!"

The bald man was obviously a little excited, and his hand was almost pointing at Lao Zhuang's nose.

Despite this, Lao Zhuang didn't even dare to raise his head.

The bald man in front of you has been in Hong Kong for decades, founded the Lan Kwai Fong Group, has a net worth of over 10 billion, has a huge network of contacts, and speaks Cantonese better than English.

He is the godfather of the entire Lan Kwai Fong. Not only do the councillors have to give him face, but even the top brass have to do him favors.

"One week, just one week!"

The bald man sat back in his seat panting, stretched out a finger and looked coldly at Lao Zhuang opposite him.

"If we fail to solve the case and catch the murderer within a week, I guarantee that you, Zhuang Dingguo, will have to quit Hong Kong and go back to your hometown in Ireland. And the high branch you just climbed up, that kid named Kuang, won't be able to keep his hat either!"

After the bald man finished speaking, he picked up the fork, pierced a large piece of foie gras, and swallowed it.

"Mr. Sheng, even if you want to kill me, I can't guarantee that I can catch the murderer in a week."

Lao Zhuang lowered his head and was scolded for a long time. Finally, he mustered up his strength and looked up at the bald man opposite him.

The bald man didn't say anything. He picked up a piece of confit duck and continued chewing, completely ignoring Lao Zhuang.

Lao Zhuang rubbed his hands, his eyes squinted, and he seemed to be angry, and his tone became tough. "Sheng Guowen! I warn you, your group's people are questioning passers-by everywhere in Central, and they also hired private detectives to disrupt the police's investigation. This is not something you should do as a businessman!"

"As for my hat, Zhuang Dingguo, it's not something a rich man like you can take just by saying something."

"You should know Director Kuang's identity better than I do. Mr. Sheng, please cooperate with the police in the near future and do not make any more outrageous moves to avoid..."

Lao Zhuang's voice became clearer and clearer. He was afraid of the bald man in front of him. This man had been entrenched in Central for decades and his power was not something he could shake.

But now the times have changed, the world has changed. Lao Zhuang knows who has the final say in this land, and Sheng Guowen on the opposite side should also know this.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be learning Mandarin so vigorously at this age.

"Are you threatening me?"

The bald man took a sip of onion soup, finally put down the knife and fork in his hand, and started speaking.

"I dare not, Mr. Sheng. We are all eager to solve the case. Our police force is absolutely not lazy or slacking off. I hope you can understand this."

Lao Zhuang's tone returned to calm, and he secretly thought that he had been careless.

After so many years, he has been in trouble. The other party is obviously playing extreme pressure. No matter how powerful Sheng Guowen is, does he really dare to go against the Police Department? Who is in control of the police now?

As a businessman, he knows better than anyone that in these days of harmonious society, whoever goes against the grain will be in trouble.

I haven't seen Li Chaoren run away. As for the Jardine Matheson forces behind Lan Kwai Fong, they have chosen to surrender and integrate into the larger environment. Otherwise, a place like Taikoo Li would never have the possibility of becoming popular.

After Lao Zhuang finished speaking, the bald man put down his knife and fork this time, and both sides fell into silence again.
The situation in Hong Kong is turbulent and all parties are taking sides.

In the doll corpse case some time ago, the game between the police and the judiciary has begun to show the outcome. After all, Hong Kong is mainland China's Hong Kong. No matter how many and how strong the outside forces are, they will inevitably fail in a long-term fight. Anyone with a discerning eye can see this.

The problem is that they have eaten too much and no one is willing to spit it out, leaving the vested interests to cut off their flesh. There has never been success without bloodshed, both in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad.

Sheng Guowen arranged this dinner for only one purpose. He wanted to judge the attitude of the power behind the Police Department through Zhuang Dingguo, a special figure in the police station.

Lan Kwai Fong is a peripheral asset of xx, so the choice is very important. If the Police Force does not make every effort to solve the case, even if it uses 80% of the police force, it means that they hope to take this opportunity to suppress Lan Kwai Fong's business, or even get rid of Lan Kwai Fong.

Lan Kwai Fong sounds very fashionable, but it is just a small street. They can just create a Chrysanthemum Square or a Lotus Square, which is not a difficult task.

But now it seems that the police have tried their best. In addition to the existing available police force, the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau and the SDU have also deployed their best personnel, which is a huge force.

Since both parties have good intentions, there is room for negotiation. Lan Kwai Fong has been depressed for a few days and the loss is huge, but it is nothing more than money. The group has been reaping the benefits for decades and is not short of money.

Thinking of this, the bald man's expression relaxed. He was very satisfied with Lao Zhuang's performance so far.

"Haha, Sir Zhuang, the situation at Lan Gua Fang is difficult, and I am also anxious. I apologize for any offense just now."

"despair"

The bald man snapped his fingers after he finished speaking.

A tall waitress immediately walked over and placed the tableware in front of Lao Zhuang.

original.

From the very beginning, there was nothing in front of Lao Zhuang.

(End of this chapter)