Hong Kong Film: Short mules have no future, I am in charge of Hong Kong

Chapter 315: No one can leave until this batch of goods is thoroughly checked!
"Real stuff?" Ah Biao narrowed his eyes and sneered, "The Su guy is really willing to spend a lot of money. Notify the brothers and get ready to take action."

The bald man nodded and whispered a few words into the intercom. A few minutes later, several speedboats rushed out of the darkness, as fast as an arrow from a string, and headed straight for the cargo ship.

"Stop the boat! Stop quickly!" A Biao stood on the speedboat and shouted loudly.

The captain of the cargo ship was startled, hesitated for a moment, and ordered the ship to stop. A Biao jumped onto the cargo ship with several of his men, who quickly controlled the crew and began to pry open the wooden boxes.

“Damn it!” Ah Biao stood up suddenly and roared, “Su, you are trying to trick me again?!”

“Brother Biao, this…” The bald man turned pale with fear, “This thing is the same as last time!”

On the cargo ship deck, the moment the wooden box was pried open, A Biao's roar pierced the night. The bald man squatted beside the wooden box, holding a plastic bag in his hand, which contained white powder, almost exactly the same as the one found at the dock last time. He looked up at A Biao and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Biao, this... is this really flour?"

"Flour?" Ah Biao snatched the plastic bag, tore a small hole in it, put it under his nose and sniffed it, his face turned even darker, "Damn, it smells like chemicals! This bastard surnamed Su is trying to fool me with fake goods again!"

The men on the deck looked at each other in bewilderment, and no one dared to say a word. The captain of the cargo ship stood aside, sweat pouring down his forehead, and stammered, "Brother Biao, we just packed this stuff according to the order, we really don't know..."

"Don't know?" Ah Biao turned his head suddenly, his eyes piercing like a knife, "Do you f*cking think I'm a three-year-old kid? Tell me, who told you to load this batch of goods?"

"It's... it's Mr. Su from Baishui Mountain." The captain was so scared that his legs went weak and his voice was shaking. "It's clearly written on the cargo list that the jadeite raw stones will be sent to Xiwan Wharf. We didn't dare to ask more questions..."

"Su Hanze!" Ah Biao gritted his teeth and threw the plastic bag to the ground. "You Su, you didn't play with me once, but you want to do it a second time?"

The bald man approached cautiously and whispered, "Brother Biao, something is wrong here. No matter how bold Su Hanze is, he wouldn't dare to stuff fake powder into the goods so blatantly, right? If he were caught by the police, he would be doomed."

"You mean, someone is deliberately bullying him?" Ah Biao narrowed his eyes, his eyes were cold, "Mr. Jin?"

The bald man nodded, then shook his head: "It's hard to say. Young Master Jin was also cheated last time. His name is all on the list of goods. He is just like us now. He wants to tear Su's name off."

"Tear it apart?" Ah Biao sneered, "Does Young Master Jin have that ability? Damn, the water in Hong Kong Island is getting deeper and deeper." He turned to look at the captain and said in a cold tone, "You, tell me the truth, did anyone tamper with this batch of goods after it came out of Baishui Mountain?"

The captain waved his hands repeatedly, almost kneeling down in panic: "Brother Biao, I swear, as soon as the truck arrived at the dock, we loaded it directly onto the ship, and didn't even open the boxes! If anyone really tampered with it, it must have been at the mine..."

"Mine?" Ah Biao's eyes flashed, he took out his cell phone, dialed a number, and said in a low voice: "Lao Li, I don't care where you are, get to Xiwan Wharf in ten minutes."

On the other end of the phone, Lao Li was sitting in a corner of the tea restaurant in Tsim Sha Tsui, holding the envelope given by the young man. When he heard Ah Biao's voice, his hands trembled and he almost spilled his beer: "Brother Biao? Why are you looking for me so late?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Ah Biao's voice exploded from the receiver, "There's something wrong with the goods from Baishui Mountain again. You're the most informed. Find out who's behind this!"

Old Li frowned, glanced at the envelope on the table, and lowered his voice: "Brother Biao, I have to ask someone about this. What's the situation at the dock now?"

"What's going on?" Ah Biao snorted coldly, "A shipload of flour, packed like white powder, what do you think is going on? Ten minutes, one second late, I'll make sure you can't survive in Hong Kong Island!"

After hanging up the phone, Lao Li cursed and drank the beer. He grabbed the envelope and stuffed it into his pocket, then stood up and walked out of the tea restaurant. The night breeze made his mind clearer. He knew that Ah Biao was really anxious this time, but there was definitely something complicated behind this. The young man's smiling face flashed through his mind, and Lao Li frowned and muttered, "Damn, Hong Kong Island is getting more and more weird."

At the same time, the atmosphere on the cargo ship at Xiwan Wharf was still tense. Ah Biao asked his men to pry open all the wooden boxes. Sure enough, there was a similar plastic bag hidden under each box, full of fake powder. He stood on the deck, lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and the smoke he exhaled dispersed in the sea breeze.

The bald man came over and whispered, "Brother Biao, if this batch of goods is released, the news in the market will definitely be even louder. Master Jin has probably already received the news. Should we inform him first?"

"Inform?" Ah Biao glanced at him. "Young Master Jin can't even protect himself now, and he still wants to play tricks on me? Tell the brothers to seize the goods first, and no one is allowed to touch them. I want to see who loses patience first, Su or Jin."

"Yes." The bald man nodded and turned to make arrangements. The men on the deck got busy and resealed the wooden boxes. The cargo ship temporarily docked at the dock, waiting for Ah Biao's next instructions.

At this moment, a black Mercedes slowly drove into the dock, the door opened, and Young Master Jin got out wrapped in a windbreaker. His face was uglier than last night, with an undisguised rage in his eyes. Zhang Hai followed behind him, holding a briefcase in his hand, lowering his head and not daring to look any further.

"A Biao!" Young Master Jin shouted as soon as he got on board, his voice filled with anger, "What the hell do you mean? What do you want to do by detaining the goods here?"

Ah Biao turned around slowly, blew out a smoke ring, and said in a calm but chilling tone: "Mr. Jin, don't be so angry. The goods are detained here for your own good. Take a look at these boxes and guess what's inside?"

Jin Shao frowned, walked over, picked up a plastic bag, tore it open, and his expression changed instantly: "This is... another fake fan?"

"Fake fans?" Ah Biao sneered, "Mr. Jin, the cargo list of your Dongwan gambling stone field, the goods came out of Baishui Mountain, and they became like this when they arrived in my hands. Tell me, how should this account be settled?"

"I'm your mother!" Young Master Jin threw the plastic bag to the ground and shouted, "A Biao, don't play dumb with me! It's obvious that Su is the one who is trying to cheat me. What do you want to do by deducting my goods?"

"What are you doing?" Ah Biao narrowed his eyes, took a step forward, and approached Young Master Jin. "I'm telling you, if this batch of goods is really white powder, you and I will be finished. Now it's fake, which means someone is playing tricks on us. Aren't you Young Master Jin known as the most informed in Hong Kong Island? Tell me, who is this person?"

Jin Shao was forced to take a half step back by A Biao's momentum and gritted his teeth and said, "Do you doubt me?"

"I can suspect anyone." Ah Biao said coldly, "But for this batch of goods, your name is written on the manifest. If you want to get clean, you'd better check it out for me now."

Young Master Jin was so angry that his chest heaved. He glared at Ah Biao for a few seconds, then suppressed his anger. He turned to Zhang Hai and said, "Go, bring me the list of goods. I want to see how Su set me up!"

Zhang Hai quickly opened his briefcase, took out a stack of documents, and handed them to Young Master Jin. Young Master Jin flipped through a few pages, his face becoming increasingly grim: "Damn, the cargo list is full of Baishuishan's marks, and the transportation route is the same as last time. Su Hanze, you're so fucking cruel!" "Cruel?" A Biao snorted, "Young Master Jin, you only now realize how cruel Su is? Didn't you swear last night that you would investigate thoroughly? What did you find out?"

Young Master Jin was choked and gritted his teeth and said, "My people are already keeping an eye on Baishui Mountain. The man surnamed Su hasn't left the mine recently, but I found out that he met with the people at the dock last night."

"Pier?" Ah Biao's eyes flickered. "Which pier?"

"It's the manager of Xiwan, his name is Lao Chen." Jin Shao sneered, "I have asked someone to ask, I think there will be news soon."

"Old Chen?" Ah Biao frowned, thinking that the name sounded familiar. He turned to look at the bald man and whispered, "Go, check who this Old Chen has been close to recently."

The bald man nodded, took out his phone and started contacting people. Young Master Jin stood aside, his face uncertain. He knew that if he couldn't find out the truth, his reputation in Hong Kong Island would be completely ruined. The Dongwan gambling stone field had already lost a lot of customers because of the previous incident. If something like this happened again, it might have to close down.

At this moment, A Biao's cell phone rang. He looked at the number and saw that it was Lao Li calling. He picked up the phone and cursed, "You finally showed up? Tell me, how much do you know about the things at the dock?"

Lao Li's voice came from the receiver, with a bit of helplessness: "Brother Biao, don't worry, I just arrived in Xiwan. I heard about this. The goods are fake powder again, right?"

"Nonsense!" Ah Biao said impatiently, "You are well-informed. Tell me, who put these fake fans in there?"

Lao Li was silent for a few seconds, then whispered, "Brother Biao, this is hard to say. I just got a tip that when the truck from Baishuishan left the mine last night, someone saw a black van circling nearby. The license plate was from another place."

"Out-of-town car?" Ah Biao frowned, "Are you sure?"

"Not sure." Lao Li said honestly, "But my people said that the people in the car were acting suspiciously, as if they were specifically targeting trucks. Brother Biao, do you want me to check again?"

"Investigate!" Ah Biao gritted his teeth, "Old Li, you have to keep a close eye on this matter. If you can't find out anything, you know the consequences."

"Understood." Lao Li hung up the phone, stood at the dock, lit a cigarette, and looked at the cargo ship in the distance with complicated eyes. He knew that this matter was no longer a simple freight issue, and there must be a bigger conspiracy behind it. And the young man in the gray jacket was most likely the driving force behind this conspiracy.

At the same time, in the office of Baishuishan Mine, Su Hanze was leaning back in a leather chair, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, taking a sip slowly. Opposite him, Ah Liu was sitting on the sofa, smiling like a fox who had stolen a chicken: "Boss, this time Jin Shao and Ah Biao are going to fight each other! Word has spread in the market that Dongwan's goods dare to sell even flour, and customers are running faster than rabbits!"

"Run?" Su Hanze smiled and put down his coffee cup. "Mr. Jin is not that easy to fall. He has been in Hong Kong for so many years. His foundation is stronger than you think."

"What about Ah Biao?" Ah Liu came closer and asked in a low voice, "He has seized the goods, but he won't really find out about us, right?"

"Investigate?" Su Hanze sneered. "What he will find is only Young Master Jin's shadow. It is clearly written on the cargo list that the goods came from Dongwan. With Ah Biao's brain, at most he suspects that Young Master Jin and I have teamed up to cheat him."

"Great!" Ah Liu gave a thumbs up. "Boss, your trick of killing someone with a borrowed knife is really brilliant!"

"Jue?" Su Hanze narrowed his eyes, his tone calm but chilling, "This is just an appetizer. Young Master Jin wants me to die, so I have to make him learn what pain is first."

Ah Liu nodded, and just as he was about to flatter him, his cell phone suddenly rang. He looked at the number, his face changed slightly, and he whispered to Su Hanze, "Boss, it's Old Chen from the dock."

"Answer it." Su Hanze leaned back in his chair and lit a cigarette.

Ah Liu pressed the answer button, and Lao Chen's urgent voice came from the receiver: "Ah Liu, there's an accident at the dock! Ah Biao and his men have detained the cargo ship, saying there's something wrong with the cargo. Now Young Master Jin is also on the ship, and the two are arguing as if they're about to fight!"

"Noisy?" Ah Liu glanced at Su Hanze and lowered his voice, "Old Chen, stay calm and don't give away anything. As for the goods, just say that they were packed according to the order. You don't know anything else."

"But...but A Biao asked me about the truck, and I'm afraid..." Old Chen's voice was shaking.

"What are you afraid of?" Ah Liu sneered, "You took the boss's money, so you have to act well. Whatever Ah Biao asks, you just blame it on Young Master Jin. Got it?"

"I understand, I understand." Lao Chen responded repeatedly and hung up the phone.

Ah Liu turned to look at Su Hanze and grinned, "Boss, this old guy, Lao Chen, is as scared as a rabbit."

"Rabbit?" Su Hanze exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes cold, "If he dares to ruin my plan, I will make sure he can't even make a rabbit."

As the night deepened, on the cargo ship at Xiwan Wharf, the confrontation between Jin Shao and A Biao continued. After Jin Shao finished reading the cargo list, he angrily threw the document on the deck: "A Biao, what else do you want? It's written in black and white on the cargo list that the goods are from Baishui Mountain. Su is clearly trying to cheat me!"

"Cheat you?" Ah Biao sneered, "Master Jin, do you think I'm stupid? Last time, you pushed the issue of the goods completely away, and you're trying to trick me again this time? I'm telling you, no one can leave until this batch of goods is thoroughly checked!"

"You're fucking threatening me?" Young Master Jin took a step forward and glared at A Biao. "A Biao, don't forget, who has the final say on this piece of land in Xiwan!"

"Who has the final say?" Ah Biao slowly took out his pistol and weighed it in his hand. "Mr. Jin, you can't get by in Hong Kong just by talking."

Young Master Jin's face froze. Zhang Hai stepped forward and whispered, "Master, calm down. Brother Biao didn't mean that..."

"That's not what I meant." Young Master Jin snorted coldly, turned his head and looked at A Biao, "Okay, you want to investigate, right? I'll help you investigate! But if the guy named Su did it, I want his whole family to be buried with him!"

(End of this chapter)