Hong Kong Movies: I am Hongxing, what the hell is the intelligence king?

Chapter 180 Huang Bingyao's Grievances

I held the phone in my hand for a long while.

Huang Bingyao was puzzled. How did things turn out like this?

I clearly tried my best to warn myself not to worsen the relationship with Lin Feng, as he was a big shot, but why couldn't I control myself?

After thinking about it, I finally found the reason.

Lin Feng has many labels, but the most eye-catching one is not that he is a hidden rich man - even if he is said to be a hidden rich man, not many people must know about him.

The leader of Hung Hing Causeway Bay is the most eye-catching.

Wong Bing-yiu is the boss of the West Kowloon General Department, so he naturally has the confidence in the gang. After all, the gang is a bunch of thieves, and he is a soldier, and the leader of the soldiers, so he naturally has a psychological advantage.

Probably because of this reason, coupled with the slight resentment he had towards Lin Feng before, and when he received the complaint call from the Flying Tigers, he got emotional and called Lin Feng.

"I really can't do anything when I'm emotional... This is really annoying."

Isn't it just hairy?
How embarrassing.

It was obvious that he got along well with Lin Feng before, and they could be said to be like friends.

Now this matter is... too embarrassing.

What’s particularly important is that these people from the security company were brought here with the help of a special envoy from my hometown… What if word of this gets to my hometown?

Huang Bingyao didn't dare to think further.

However, after thinking about it carefully, he finally shook his head.

It's nothing.

Lin Feng would not be so petty.

He is a real big shot. How can a prime minister’s stomach hold enough space for a boat?

Only by comforting myself in this way did I suppress my panic.

But before he could make some tea and slack off, the office door was pushed open.

Huang Bingyao was startled and when he looked up, he saw that it was Kang Daoxing.

"You'd better have something serious to do, otherwise, go to the road and command the cavalry!"

Kang Daoxing sighed:
"I'm sorry, sir. Something terrible has happened."

Huang Bingyao frowned and said:
"What's the big deal?"

Kang Daoxing explained:

"A fisherman caught a bag this morning. He thought it was some treasure, but when he opened it, he found a dead body."

Huang Bingyao looked solemn, but also a little relaxed:
"What does the society do?"

Kang Daoxing shook his head:

"It's a female corpse."

Huang Bingyao had a stern look on his face. Gangs usually seldom treated women harshly, because there were so many ways to exploit women. The simplest way was to control them with drugs and then send them to Fenglou to receive customers.

The female corpse was found, and it is highly likely that it was not done by a gang.

Kang Daoxing smiled bitterly and said:

"The female corpse's breasts were gone, and her lower body looked like it had been gnawed by a dog... It was a brutal murder."

Huang Bingyao's eyes were cold and stern:

"Find this damn pervert."

He now understood that Kang Daoxing was the senior inspector of the Criminal Intelligence Department and this matter was originally his responsibility.

Kang Daoxing's coming in now has undoubtedly determined the nature of the case, otherwise the people who came in would be Yuan Haoyun, Lu Qichuang and others from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau.

After figuring this out, he was overwhelmed.

Kang Daoxing is an elite, and is now secretly in charge of an investigation team. Generally speaking, unless it is a major case, it will not be handed over to him.

Likewise, every case that comes to his hands is difficult.

Sure enough, Kang Daoxing said:

"Sir, this is a serial murder case."

Huang Bingyao couldn't help but cover his forehead:

"What do you mean?"

Kang Daoxing explained:

"I looked up the information and found a similar female corpse three years ago. Her breasts had been cut off and her lower body had been brutally smashed... I am sure it was done by the same person."

"This is a serial killer."

"Three years later, he committed crimes again."

Huang Bingyao suddenly became nervous:
"Only these two?"

Kang Daoxing's difficult path:

“These are the only two we have found so far.”

boom!
Huang Bingyao slammed the table fiercely:
"Two is more than enough."

"Remember, don't let the media find out."

Kang Daoxing smiled bitterly and said:

"Sir, I'm afraid not."

Huang Bingyao opened his eyes wide, and he couldn't stop his anger:
"How do you do things?"

"For such a heinous case, you don't strengthen news control and allow the media to easily get the news?"

“Who will be held responsible if it causes public panic?”

Kang Daoxing felt wronged:
"After the fisherman caught the body bag, he didn't call us first, but called the media."

"By the time we got there, the media had already taken pictures and left."

"This is what the fisherman said when he was showing off..."

wipe!
Huang Bingyao was completely dumbfounded.

Kang Daoxing was also angry:
"That fisherman was so desperate to be famous that he didn't ask the media for information fees, but only asked that his photo be published when reporting."

Huang Bingyao sneered:
"Isn't that guy afraid that the murderer will look for him in the end?"

,

Kang Daoxing shrugged:

"For a guy who is crazy about being famous, being famous is more important."

Huang Bingyao frowned and said:
"Didn't you find the same information in the case database?"

Kang Daoxing sighed:
"should not."

"I have sent requests for assistance to various sub-district police stations, but have not received any effective response so far."

"This is the only good news in this unfortunate situation."

Huang Bingyao nodded deeply:

"Correct."

There is a pattern to the serial killer's crimes.

Generally speaking, if they kill the first person, there is a fairly long cooling-off period.

Killing people makes them feel satisfied and at peace.

Does it sound a little perverted?
In reality, all serial killers are psychopaths.

Then when that sense of satisfaction disappears, they will look for their next target.

However, there is a threshold for murderous emotions.

The emotional satisfaction they feel when committing a crime for the first time is the greatest, and this will linger in their memory for a long time.

Then after each crime, the emotional satisfaction becomes lower and lower.

In the end, a horrible thing will inevitably happen - when the murderer no longer feels satisfied with the emotions of committing a crime once, he will commit crimes crazily and become a madman who only knows how to kill.

This is the inevitable end of every serial killer - if he is not brought to justice.

Huang Bingyao asked:

"Any clues?"

Kang Daoxing sighed:
"No."

Huang Bingyao's eyes widened:
"No?"

"You actually told me no?"

Kang Daoxing smiled bitterly and said:

"Not really."

"It rained heavily last night, and all traces were washed away by the rain."

"The only thing that can be confirmed is the time when the murderer committed the crime, which was around three or four o'clock in the morning today."

"That's when the rain came down."

For forensic evidence or trace detection, water, fire and sand have always been their natural enemies, which can easily destroy the evidence left at the crime scene.

Unfortunately, this is the case with the female corpse found by the fisherman.

Huang Bingyao frowned deeply, which made his nasolabial lines appear deeper and more majestic.

“It’s not just here that’s the trouble.”

Kang Daoxing acted as if he didn't notice Huang Bingyao's expression and continued speaking to himself:

"We have only found two bodies, but this does not mean that these are the two women who were killed by the murderer."

"Given the current situation in Hong Kong..."

“It’s very difficult to get a clear picture of the number of people missing.”

Huang Bingyao frowned and asked:

"You didn't find out the identity of the deceased?"

Kang Daoxing shook his head:

"No."

"There was nothing left in the body bag to prove the identity of the deceased, so it would be very difficult for us to slowly search for him."

Huang Bingyao remained silent.

Kang Daoxing’s words made him shudder with fear.

If we assume that the murderer killed the first person three years ago and the second person now, then there is still enough time for them to solve the case.

But what if there are still hidden bodies that have not been discovered?
That means the murderer may have entered a period of violence - the thrill of killing can no longer satisfy him - which means there are countless potential victims in Hong Kong.

This is unacceptable to them.

Huang Bingyao couldn't help but ask:
"Are you sure it wasn't done by the society?"

Kang Daoxing sighed:
"No."

To put it bluntly, the purpose of a society's work is to make money, and a living woman is obviously better than a dead woman.

Kang Daoxing added:

"The deceased is not very old, probably between 20 and 25 years old."

Huang Bingyao had given up hope. His head was buzzing. "We must solve the case as soon as possible. The media will report it tomorrow..."

Kang Daoxing smiled bitterly and said:

"The evening paper may report it tonight, and by then, the pressure on us will be overwhelming."

Huang Bingyao suddenly had a headache and felt a tingling sensation all over his body.

I couldn't help but take out the love gun and rub it on my body. After a long while, I felt a little better:
"Are you sure you can solve the case as soon as possible?"

Kang Daoxing did not answer.

How to solve this case?

There is no way to confirm the identity of the victim and there is no clue at all. How can we catch the murderer?

Isn't this funny?

Huang Bingyao said expressionlessly:
"I don't care. The case happened in our jurisdiction and the media coverage will be overwhelming. We will be in great trouble then."

"The big guys at the headquarters will definitely put pressure on me. I won't be able to hold on for long."

"You don't want to cause panic among the citizens, do you?"

"I can only push the pressure onto you. You are the head of the Criminal Intelligence Department, and now I need you to take on this responsibility."

Kang Daoxing was speechless.

Huang Bingyao's voice became stern:

"No matter what, we must give an explanation to the citizens of Hong Kong within seven days."

Kang Daoxing smiled bitterly.

The pressure is so heavy.

If Huang Bingyao asked Kang Daoxing to give an explanation to the foreigners, Kang Daoxing would not take it to heart, but since he had to give an explanation to the citizens, Kang Daoxing could not refuse.

"Boss, I have an idea. If we can get one person's support, then, let alone seven days, it would be possible to bring the murderer to justice within three days."

Huang Bingyao was delighted:

"I really didn't misjudge you. Come on, what can I do?"

Kang Daoxing replied:

"Call Mr. Lin?"

what?
Huang Bingyao's face suddenly fell:

"Why are you calling him?"

Kang Daoxing said seriously:

"Mr. Lin has a huge network, an intelligence network that is everywhere and we cannot sense its presence at all."

"How long has the Gold Club been around?"

"We don't know."

"But Mr. Lin has known about his existence for a long time."

"We only knew about the Big Three of the Golden Club because of Richard's incident, because they had never appeared in the club before."

"My people set up three observation points not far from the club, but they were only able to capture information about the club members. They couldn't tell what they did, what they talked about, and what plans they made..."

“We still don’t know.”

"Mr. Lin knows."

"I think it is necessary to communicate with Mr. Lin."

Huang Bingyao almost suffocated to death.

He just called Lin Feng to ask for an explanation, but was rejected by Lin Feng without any hesitation.

After finishing the job, Lin Feng scolded him again.

In this situation, you let Huang Bingyao call Lin Feng again?
Can he bear this shamelessness?

Huang Bingyao was very hesitant.

Kang Daoxing was very surprised:
"Big Sir, don't you have a good communication with Mr. Lin?"

Huang Bingyao was distraught:

"You don't know the specific situation. There was a small misunderstanding between him and me."

Kang Daoxing quickly advised:
"Big Sir, we must keep in touch with Mr. Lin no matter what. There are very few big shots like him who can keep in touch with us."

Huang Bingyao was stunned:

"Big man?"

Kang Daoxing's strange way:
"He is a hidden rich man in Hong Kong, but based on this one thing, isn't he still a big shot?"

Huang Bingyao was horrified and moved.

Yes, Lin Feng is a big shot.

Compared with Kang Daoxing, Huang Bingyao's understanding of Lin Feng is much deeper.

What kind of person is Lin Feng?

The leader of Hung Hing Causeway Bay is undoubtedly the most conspicuous label on him, but in fact it is also the least conspicuous one.

He is an invisible rich man. Last time, he made good friends with a hundred celebrities at the Jundau Hotel, and he also made good friends with his hometown.

Lin Feng wanted to recruit more staff to his security company, so he asked the special envoy to take care of it without saying a word.

That's a special envoy.

Then he didn't even ask Lin Feng what he was going to use it for.

This is an extraordinary trust.

If Lin Feng isn’t a big shot, then what is he?
But he had just scolded himself. If he made the call now, how would he, the Director of West Kowloon Administration, put his face?
Do you think he has no face?

Kang Daoxing added unconsciously:
"Boss, for the sake of the six million Hong Kong citizens, you have to call Mr. Lin as well."

Huang Bingyao felt that these words were very familiar. He came to his senses and glared at Kang Daoxing:
"Get lost... and come back in ten minutes."

Kang Daoxing immediately saluted and went out. As long as he could catch that damn pervert, what was the big deal if he was scolded by the boss?
Isn’t it normal for the boss to scold people?

It would be abnormal not to curse people.

So Kang Daoxing Sir Kang left Huang Bingyao's office in a happy mood.

Huang Bingyao sighed for a while, but finally gritted his teeth and called Lin Feng, smiling so much that wrinkles appeared on his fat face:

"Mr. Lin..."

Lin Feng wondered:

"Fat Huang, what do you want?"

"First of all, please don't come here to get scolded."

"The security company's affairs have been finalized, and no one can change this."

Huang Bingyao said quickly:
"Of course, of course."

"You act in accordance with the law and pay taxes in accordance with the law. This is your right and I cannot interfere with it."

Lin Feng snorted coldly:
"As long as you know."

Huang Bingyao said with a bitter face:

"Mr. Lin, you are a great man, why do you bother with a small person like me?"

"I was wrong just now, I came to apologize to you."

Lin Feng sneered:
"Fatty, let's be frank. We've known each other for quite some time, and you're not someone who can calm down so quickly."

"Tell me, have you run into any trouble?"

Huang Bingyao thought to himself, you really understand me.

I am under Lin Feng's control.

Huang Bingyao was all smiles:

"The one who knows me best is Mr. Lin... It's like this, early this morning, a fisherman caught a body bag at the pier in West Kowloon."

"There was a female corpse inside. Her breasts had been cut off with a sharp knife, and her lower body was damaged as if it had been gnawed by a dog."

"This case is not an isolated one. Three years ago, the police also found a body..."

"I want to know which bastard did this."

Lin Feng said incredulously:
"You are so shameless. You just came to me to ask for help as if nothing happened?"

Huang Bingyao wanted to slap himself in the face. He had no foresight. If he had known this would happen earlier, would he have done this?

But now, isn't there a solution?
Lin Feng snorted coldly:
"I want two million for this news."

Huang Bingyao's face became even more bitter:

"Two million?"

Lin Feng didn't indulge him at all.
"Do you think two million is too expensive?"

"You must know how much pressure you will be under once the media exposes this matter."

"By then, public opinion will flood in like an overwhelming force... and you will be unable to breathe."

"The foreigners in the police department will definitely ask you to solve the case within a certain period of time. Ordinary citizens, especially women, will also be in a state of panic because of this case..."

Huang Bingyao immediately said:
"I give!"

Lin Feng was surprised and said:
"Why are you so happy today?"

Huang Bingyao smiled bitterly:

"The fisherman who found the body reported it to the media before reporting it to the police."

Lin Feng suddenly realized:

"No wonder you came to me for help."

Huang Bingyao quickly asked:
"Mr. Lin, do you really have any clues about the murderer?"

Lin Feng shrugged:

"Yes, I have!"

"This guy is a complete pervert. Just ask the criminal intelligence department to go to various photo studios and look for photos of the dead."

"Remember, this guy is a taxi driver. He is a red-roofed taxi driver. He can drive around Hong Kong without attracting any suspicion."

"Okay, I want the money within three days."

Beep!
Huang Bingyao was confused. He hung up just like that?

What are the details?

Who is the murderer? What does he look like?
Without saying anything, he asked for two million from me?

But he didn't dare not give the money.

Huang Bingyao was really depressed.

After a long while, he pressed the phone and called Kang Daoxing:
"Listen, take your people to various photo studios in the area and ask if anyone has developed films of murder cases."

"To be on the safe side, ask the brother police district to investigate as well."

boom!
Huang Bingyao followed suit and hung up the phone. Suddenly he felt anxious:
"Can we catch the suspect this way? Could it be that Mr. Lin is playing tricks on me?"

The chief executive of West Kowloon Administration felt very aggrieved.

(End of this chapter)