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

Chapter 181 This thigh is so thick!

Chapter 178: This thigh is so thick!
At this moment, Huang Bingyao understood the feelings of Mr. Lin, the general manager of the Hong Kong Island Department - heartache!

Just with a few words, Lin Feng asked for two million from me? !
Huang Bingyao had reason to suspect that Lin Feng was seeking revenge.

"How can such a coincidence happen?"

"What do you know?"

"The female corpse was just found by a fisherman this morning. Do you know who the murderer is just by describing it like this?"

“Isn’t that ridiculous?”

The more Huang Bingyao thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He had a hunch that he might have been cheated, so he picked up the phone and wanted to call Lin Feng to ask for an explanation.

I picked up the phone and tried to dial, but I couldn't press the button no matter what.

What if it's true?

Would I get scolded again?

No, this is not a matter of scolding, this is about beating the shit out of him.

Lin Feng’s past record is so good that his reputation is even stronger than the credit of the Hong Kong government.

Huang Bingyao didn't dare to gamble.

People are like this. As long as someone's credibility remains the same, you will continue to trust him.

Unless he suddenly breaks his promise, then it is appropriate to remain skeptical.

Note that it means appropriate, not that we will have no further dealings from now on.

There are too many people who brag. If someone only lied in one out of a hundred things, will you continue to trust him?

Are you sure?

If you really stop associating with people when they lie to you, then you might not even have a single friend.

Let’s not talk about others, just ask yourself, how many lies do you tell at work every day?

This is a very heartbreaking thing.

Everyone has his or her own desires, and everyone has his or her own difficulties. No one is a god, and no one is a saint.

No one can avoid lying all the time, unless you are a savage.

The savage lives away from people and alone. He has no social interaction, so naturally he will not tell lies.

"I... really don't have any way to deal with Lin Sheng."

Huang Bingyao was deflated.

He hung up the phone angrily, feeling helpless and furious.

Think about himself. As the head of the West Kowloon Department, he still has to tell lies from time to time - for example, he makes big promises to his subordinates, which is a typical lie.

"Alas, I can only wait. I hope Mr. Lin won't lie to me."

Huang Bingyao had no choice but to make tea and start slacking off.

Jingle Bell!
The phone rang suddenly.

Huang Bingyao was startled. It was Chen Xinjian calling:

"Boss, this is bad. The evening shift has reported the news of the female corpse."

What?
Huang Bingyao said angrily:

“Who leaked it?”

Chen Xinjian smiled bitterly and said:

"How could our people leak it? It wasn't us who did it."

Huang Bingyao was startled, then suddenly realized:

"Fisherman?"

Chen Xinjian quickly shook his head:
"Yes, that fisherman did not contact us at the first time, but sold the news to the media."

"Now the media has published it in the evening paper."

"Our phone line has been flooded with complaints."

Huang Bingyao's head was buzzing again. Fortunately, he was the head of the West Kowloon General Administration. He woke up immediately and said quickly:
"Give a word to the media and don't let them interfere with your work."

Chen Xinjian smiled bitterly and said:

"Boss, I don't have that power. Not to mention me, even the Security Bureau and the Correctional Services Department don't have enough power."

Huang Bingyao clapped his hands fiercely and said with a determined heart:

"I've asked Kang Daoxing to check it out. He will give us good news."

Chen Xinjian sighed:
"hope so."

Huang Bingyao said categorically:
"Kang Daoxing will definitely bring us good news. I have formally consulted Mr. Lin."

Chen Xinjian was immediately shocked:
"Since Big Sir has asked Mr. Lin, there is no problem. I will go prepare for the press conference now."

Then Chen Xinjian hung up the phone.

Huang Bingyao was completely upset. What the hell? You trust Lin Feng more than Kang Daoxing's professional ability? Is this ridiculous?

But if you think about it carefully, it seems that there is nothing wrong with Chen Xinjian's approach.

The reason is that the intelligence network behind Lin Feng is so damn powerful.

All kinds of undercover agents with single-line connections cannot escape his eyes.

People like Luo Ji, Liu Jianming, Chen Yongren, Jiang Lang, Luo Zhiming, and He Jiaju, he, the head of the West Kowloon Police Station, had never heard of them. 99.99% of the police officers in the police station didn't even know they were undercover agents, but Lin Feng knew.

Not only the police, but even the people from the Big Circle Gang didn't know where the doctor was, but Lin Feng knew.

There is also the matter of the tycoon being blackmailed, which few people know about, but Lin Feng knows about it.

This……

Huang Bingyao vaguely grasped Chen Xinjian's thoughts. He was not sure about Lin Feng, but the invisible big hands behind Lin Feng.

What he was sure of was the intelligence network that was untraceable yet seemed to be everywhere.

Think about it, if that network can even find undercover police agents with single-line contacts, then finding a serial killer shouldn't be difficult, right?

When Huang Bingyao thought of this, he suddenly felt infinite confidence in Lin Feng, but at the same time he also secretly cursed his own behavior.

He obviously has to rely on Lin Feng to do things, but he actually wants to compete with him. How stupid.

Thinking of this, he picked up the phone and called the commander of the Flying Tigers, scolding him harshly:
"You can't even beat a security company. Are you worthy of the taxpayers' money? Are you worthy of the expectations of Hong Kong's six million citizens?"

"Just cook more vegetables."

"If I hear you complain about Thunder Security one more time, you'll be fucking sent to the traffic team to direct traffic."

boom!
After hanging up the phone, Huang Bingyao immediately felt better.

In fact, it was extremely normal for Huang Bingyao that the Flying Tigers could not defeat the Thunder Security. The security personnel of the Thunder Security were all veterans of many battles. It would be abnormal if they were killed by the Flying Tigers from Hong Kong.

If the Flying Tigers are willing, they can learn from the other side and improve their technical and tactical levels in the future.

Besides, they will be back in a few years. Even if Lin Feng wants to do something with this security team, will it be harmful to him?

Not at all!
Then why should I be nervous anymore?

"Why the hell didn't I think of this sooner?"

Huang Bingyao suddenly felt regretful.

This time, his mood was really calm. He sat down at ease and drank his tea honestly.

Jingle Bell.

The phone rang suddenly. Huang Bingyao was not disturbed at all at this moment. He picked up the phone calmly:
"Hello, this is Wong Bing-yao from the West Kowloon Office."

"Boss, it's me, Kang Daoxing." Kang Daoxing's voice was full of surprise and disbelief, "Boss, we found this guy."

Huang Bingyao lost his voice and said:
"found it?"

Huang Bingyao was confident that Kang Daoxing could solve the case. After all, he had the information provided by Lin Feng's mysterious intelligence network. However, he found it so quickly. Wasn't it a bit too fast?
Huang Bingyao couldn't believe it at all.

"I really found it."

"I'll take this guy back to the police station first, and then report to you."

Huang Bingyao was very excited:

"Okay, when you come back, ask Mr. Chen to come to my office. You don't know how much confidence he has in you. He is already preparing for a press conference."

Kang Daoxing laughed and said:

"Yes, sir!"

About a quarter of an hour later, Chen Xinjian and the dusty Kang Daoxing arrived at Huang Bingyao's office. The fat man pushed the tea forward:
"Thank you for your hard work. Have two cups of tea first."

Kang Daoxing reported:

"Boss, actually, before I called you, we had already caught the suspect, but we wanted to follow the clues and find more evidence to find out how many crimes he had committed, so we took him to his home."

"I called you to report after I found the evidence."

Huang Bingyao just laughed and didn't care at all:
"We are police officers, so the more complete the chain of evidence and facts are, the better."

"How is it going?"

Kang Daoxing described it as follows:

"It's like God is helping me."

Huang Bingyao was stunned:

"Is it too exaggerated?"

Kang Daoxing answered seriously:

"not at all!"

"We followed your instructions and specifically looked for large photo studios in the area. When we visited the second one, we encountered the situation you described."

"There's this guy who keeps sending me these pretty grim pictures of dead people."

"I looked and saw that it was the deceased's."

"unambiguous evidence!"

"There is simply no need for additional evidence collection."

Chen Xinjian frowned:
"With photos like this, the guys at the photo studio didn't call the police?"

Kang Daoxing explained:

"The guy at the photo studio asked the murderer, but he replied that he worked at a funeral home."

"In a funeral home, beautifying corpses, isn't this a common thing?" "The guy didn't take it seriously."

Chen Xinjian sneered:

"It's bullshit, don't take it seriously. Can't we still make money from the murderer?"

Huang Bingyao coughed:
"The murderer actually left his real name and phone number?"

Kang Daoxing shook his head:

"No, that guy only left his name. Later I checked and found out that his name was fake."

Huang Bingyao was puzzled:
"Then how did you identify the murderer so quickly? And find his hometown?"

Kang Daoxing sighed:
"May God bless us, when we were talking to the guy at the photo studio, he quietly pointed at me, guess what happened?"

"The murderer just happened to come to pick up the photo."

"I have sharp eyes and I saw at a glance that there was a Red Rooster behind the murderer."

“I didn’t expect the murderer to jump right into our faces.”

"It would be unjust if we don't catch him."

Chen Xinjian said excitedly:

"Master Guan bless you, you are so lucky."

Huang Bingyao felt a chill down his spine.

How did Lin Feng describe it at that time?

Just ask any photo studio in the area and you will find that guy, he runs a red chicken.

Huang Bingyao even felt that the murderer was driven to the photo studio by Lin Feng's method.

Of course, this is not the case, but Huang Bingyao just has this feeling - based on the information you provided, why should I succeed if I do what you say?

But the reality is that not only did it succeed, it succeeded in a very short time.

This was just like the bait that Lin Feng had laid for the police force. Just a few simple words brought down the Ni family, which had been rampant in Tsim Sha Tsui for thirty years.

They don't even need to look for any evidence, the five big bosses of the Ni family will compete to give them the corresponding evidence.

It is extremely simple and extremely refreshing.

However, the police force's dependence on Lin Feng is extremely huge.

Without Lin Feng's intelligence, the police team's handling of the case was extremely slow compared to the Ni family's case.

For someone like Kang Daoxing, how long did it take from receiving the mission to capturing the suspect?
I totally can't believe it.

But this is reality.

Will the police force be highly dependent on Lin Feng’s intelligence in the future?

No, no!
Absolutely not.

Huang Bingyao quickly drove this terrible thought out of his mind and asked:
"Has the suspect confessed?"

Kang Daoxing sighed:
"We took him to his home, and you have no idea what's in his house."

Huang Bingyao and Chen Xinjian asked in unison:

"have what?"

There was no smile on Kang Daoxing's face:
"Two coffins!"

"Forensic doctor Furusawa Shin said that these two coffins have been placed in the hall for more than 20 years."

"The muscles were completely rotten, and only two skeletons were left in the coffin."

"By the way, there was a dagger stuck in the chest of the female corpse. It was already rotten."

"There were obvious cracks on the male corpse's head, which were caused by a blunt object."

Huang Bingyao and Chen Xinjian were shocked:

"This guy has been sleeping with two coffins for more than 20 years?"

Kang Daoxing continued:

"That's not all."

"There was a wooden shelf in this guy's room, and it was full of glass bottles filled with female breasts soaked in formalin."

"I counted them. There were twenty pairs."

what?
Huang Bingyao and Chen Xinjian were speechless.

After realizing what was happening, the two CEOs were immediately furious:
"This guy actually killed twenty people?"

Kang Daoxing explained:

"I asked the neighbors. The suspect's name is Lam Kwok-wan. The neighbors' evaluation of him is surprisingly good."

"Besides being old, single, withdrawn, and having no friends."

"He doesn't have many flaws."

"Even when they see neighbors, they will nod from a distance to show politeness."

"When people talk about it, they all say that Lam Kwok-wan is a pitiful man."

Huang Bingyao was so angry that he laughed:

"Killed twenty... no, twenty-two poor people?"

Kang Daoxing continued:
"I heard from older neighbors that Lin Guoyun had a very unfortunate childhood. His father died early and his mother remarried with him."

"It's just that his mother has a very bad reputation. That kind of noise can be heard from the house in broad daylight..."

"It's very dissolute."

"Therefore, no neighbors are willing to associate with them."

"On a certain thunderstorm night, the man and woman of this family suddenly died. It was only after Lam Koon-Yun contacted a neighbor that he asked someone to buy two coffins..."

"Then, no one went to their house anymore."

Huang Bingyao's mind moved:
"Another thunderstorm night?"

"I'm afraid it was on that stormy night that Lin Guoyun killed his adoptive father and biological mother."

Chen Xinjian confirmed his idea:

"Yes."

"Neighbors can occasionally hear the two of them doing that, and I guess they won't avoid the children."

"Adults often think that children are ignorant, but they don't know that children understand everything."

"The neighbors hated them, and Lam Kwok Wan must have hated them even more, especially since he was just a little boy who came here with his remarried mother."

"That's what caused his tragedy."

Huang Bingyao frowned and said:
"I heard that serial killers don't choose their victims randomly, they always have a purpose."

"At first glance, the victims don't seem to have much in common, but they have a lot in common."

“What is the image of Lam Kwok-wan’s mother?”

Kang Daoxing is indeed an elite of the Criminal Intelligence Department certified by Lin Feng:
“We have also asked this question.”

"The elderly neighbors said that they couldn't remember anything else, not even their mother's face, but the one thing they could remember was that she always had long wavy hair."

"Not only that, but you can smell a pungent, cheap perfume from a distance."

Huang Bingyao and Chen Xinjian looked at each other in bewilderment:

"I know the criteria that Lin Guoyun used to choose his murder targets. He chose them based on their mother's appearance."

"Plus it's a rainy night..."

"People with that image are either streetwalkers or prostitutes. If people like that go missing, no one will care."

Everyone nodded.

Huang Bingyao immediately said:
"Mr. Chen, you and Mr. Kang should interrogate Lin Guoyun together. Make sure he finds as much information about the victim as possible."

"Also, Mr. Chen, you can invite the media that have good relations with our police force to hold a press conference."

"This matter has already been reported by the media. We must minimize the impact of this case."

They both said yes.

After the door was closed, Huang Bingyao slapped his hand hard.

"Lin Sheng is amazing!"

"The two million is worth it."

The unfavorable situation, which was exposed by the media and under pressure from foreigners and citizens, has now been completely reversed.

The murderer was caught in just twenty-four hours, which is the speed of light.

Far from being crushed by the pressure, the West Kowloon Department will even be commended.

"It seems like I can take this opportunity to apply for another sum of funds."

Huang Bingyao was in a good mood and quickly called Lin Feng. Lin Feng's thigh was much thicker than he had imagined.

If there are clues in such a difficult and big case, then what else can be hidden from him?

I must have lost my mind to compete with him. I am so stupid.

It is better to hold on to this thigh honestly and not let go.

"Mr. Lin, thank you for the news. The murderer has been caught."

Lin Feng was slightly surprised:
"Lin Guoyun was caught by you? You're really quick, good job."

Huang Bingyao strengthened his confidence again. As expected, there was nothing that Lin Feng didn't know. He even knew the murderer's name!
"Mr. Lin, is it convenient for you? I'll send you the informant fee."

Huang Bingyao's tone now is enthusiastic and humble.

Lin Feng said in silence:
"Fatty, you are so shameless. When you need someone, you call him Mr. Lin. When you don't need someone, what do you call him?"

Huang Bingyao laughed and said:

"Mr. Lin, you are a big shot, so you don't have to bother with a small shot like me."

Lin Feng shook his head and smiled:

"Okay, you have a lot of troubles. Wait until you have solved your own problems, then send me the check."

Huang Bingyao felt nervous:
"I'm in trouble here?"

(End of this chapter)