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

Chapter 451: Concealing the truth
“It’s impossible for the professor to leave Hong Kong now. Even without our surveillance, they wouldn’t leave.”

"Leaving at this time would mean suicide."

“Ami’s gang won’t let them get away with this.”

"They will definitely go and get back the eighty million dollars hidden in the police headquarters."

"The question now is, where do we put those eighty million dollars?"

Chen Guozhong and the other two looked at George, who replied without hesitation:
"These stolen funds are kept by Interpol."

"We will proceed with the next step only after this case is resolved."

Yang Zhilong pondered,
"Assuming the professor has an inside contact who knows where the embezzled money is..."

George waved his hand:
"There's no need to assume anything; the police headquarters definitely has the professor's informant."

Yang Zhilong didn't want to argue with George:

"Okay, even if they know the money is with Interpol, here's the problem."

"Is it easy to get into Interpol?"

George replied:
"not easy."

"Interpol's precautions are very tight."

“Even the top leader and I can’t get in easily; you need to have the palm print of the investigator.”

Chen Guozhong and the other two stood up at the same time:
“I know what the professor and his gang are after; they will definitely contact Interpol officers in Hong Kong.”

George jumped up too:
“I went to issue a warning to Interpol, telling them to be careful during this period.”

Just as he picked up the phone, Elizabeth walked in with a serious expression.
"Sir, there has just been a criminal case."

George frowned and said:
"Now all other cases are being postponed..."

Elizabeth smiled wryly:
"A gunfight broke out at a famous Western restaurant on Hong Kong Island. The deceased has been identified as an Interpol agent!"

what? !

George put down the phone and addressed the crowd:
"Let's go to the scene!"

Elizabeth watched the four people speed away, feeling helpless; she had other news to report.

The four men moved quickly; some of their colleagues were already handling the crime scene.

Zhu Huabiao, with his sharp eyes, immediately noticed the unusual state of the corpse and turned to go back.

George was startled:
"Inspector Zhu, what did you discover?"

Zhu Huabiao looked around and whispered:
"Let's talk in the car!"

George truly believed him and, without a word, told the man to return to the car.

Zhu Huabiao said coldly:

"Our judgment was correct; the professor and his group were planning to attack the Interpol headquarters."

"That Interpol officer lost his right arm."

"His arm was taken away by the professor and his gang."

Yang Zhilong added:
“I know that guy; he’s one of the Interpol agents who arrested the professor.”

George casually remarked:
"The professor and his accomplices are really vengeful; they even took the victim's arm to vent their anger."

Zhu Huabiao shook his head:

"No!"

"They took that arm for only one reason... the complete palm print."

"The professor needs to rely on that guy's palm print to get into Interpol."

George nearly jumped up and immediately started the car, heading straight for the police headquarters.

He was driving while making a phone call.

"I am George. The professor and his gang's target was the $80 million stored by Interpol. They took the palm print of our dead buddy!"

After hanging up the phone, George slammed the accelerator to the floor.

"Hopefully we can make it."

Chen Guozhong and the other two were in a heavy mood.

The professor and his gang are truly ruthless killers.

They've got their eyes on the police headquarters; hopefully nothing's gone wrong.

However, to their surprise, when they arrived at headquarters, everything was calm and peaceful.

The four of them looked at each other, somewhat bewildered.

George frowned and said:
Is it so quiet?

Chen Guozhong thought for a moment and asked:

"Did we move too fast and arrive before the professors?"

Zhu Huabiao frowned and said:

"It shouldn't be."

"No matter how fast we go, we probably can't keep up with the professor's speed."

"We're just chasing a criminal; the professor and his team are racing against death!"

Everyone nodded in unison.

That's right.

The professor doesn't have the time or the resources to be so slow.

Yang Zhilong reminded him:

"Whether there's anything wrong or not, we can just go to Interpol and take a look."

Just as the four were about to rush inside, the top leader, along with several deputy directors, came to meet them:
"Sir, after receiving your call, we informed Interpol of the situation."

"All is well and the world is at peace."

George looked him up and down:
"Peace in the world?"

"Since the professor was arrested, four police officers have died in the line of duty, and one is seriously injured and hospitalized."

"I don't know how many important people have called me, expressing serious concern about this matter."

"This is a firefight in the street."

"I didn't expect that it wouldn't be a big deal in your eyes?"

"Restore peace to the world?"

The top leader was speechless for a long time.

George is unforgiving when he's in the right:
"I just called. Who went to Interpol to confirm?"

The leader turned to look at a deputy director, who said:

"I called to confirm it myself."

George looked at them incredulously:

"Call up?"

"You just called to confirm?"

"Has no one gone to check with Interpol?"

He ran away.

Chen Guozhong and the other two followed one after another.

The top leader is angry. Can't he even make a phone call?
Unfortunately, George had more power than him, so he could only follow behind.

"So what if you have a lot of power?"

"That's making a mountain out of a molehill."

"Just wait and see if I criticize you or not, then that's it."

The top leader wanted to catch up with them, but after taking on a high position, he lacked training and was unable to keep up with the four of them.
After running for three minutes, he saw George and his three companions waiting for him in front of the Interpol headquarters.

"Why don't you go in, sir?"

After saying that, Brother Yi couldn't help but slap himself—"Idiot! If George had the password, why would he be waiting for me here?"
George gave him a look of disgust and asked:

"If I try to get inside from the outside, will my colleagues in the international team receive a message?"

The top official turned to look at another deputy director, who quickly said:

"Will do."

"The people inside will get the news."

George's expression changed, as did Chen Guozhong's and the other two. All four of them immediately drew their guns.

"Whoever can get in, open the door quickly."

The eldest brother asked curiously:

"Sir, why are you so panicked?"

George said coldly:
"We tried here for three minutes. If there were anyone inside, they would have come out and asked what happened by now!"

The top leader disagreed:
"Interpol has its own discipline; they might not know their superiors..."

The top leader turned around in shock and instructed the deputy director.
"Open the door quickly, something bad might happen."

The deputy director stepped forward and placed his handprint on the door, which then opened.

Zhu Huabiao took the lead, drew his gun, and entered, followed closely by Yang Zhilong and others.

The number one brother chuckled dryly:

"Isn't this a bit of a fuss?"

George's eyes could scare a person to death:
"Idiot, can't you smell the strong stench of blood?!"

The number one guy's face immediately darkened.

George ignored the idiot and rushed inside.

Just one glance, and a muffled groan:
"damn it!"

The police station executives who entered later were dumbfounded:
"How could this be?"

What came into view was a field of corpses.

All the Interpol officers were killed.

Chen Guozhong checked them one by one, and after a long while, shook his head expressionlessly.
"They're all beyond saving."

Yang Zhilong pointed to the monitor screen and said:
"The professor and his team destroyed the surveillance system."

"At least the surveillance system in this room is broken."

"The only way we can find out what happened before is by checking the building's security surveillance footage."

George turned around, grabbed the leader's collar, and his voice sounded like it came from a frigid ice field.
"Is this what you mean by 'no problem'?"

"This is what you call confirmation?!"

"The police station's men just died without any explanation?"

You need to give me an explanation!

The number one brother looked bitter:
"Sir, I really had someone confirm it before you made the call."

Yang Zhilong said from the side:
"Sir, you made the call thirty minutes ago."

"The professor must have committed the crime during this period."

"...I did not see the $80 million in embezzled funds."

The eldest brother's expression changed drastically. He rushed towards a certain room, looking utterly dejected, and said:

"Gone!"

"Those 80 million US dollars are gone!"

George said coldly:
"Brother, you'd better pray that we can bring the professor and his gang to justice."

"Otherwise, I guarantee you won't be able to keep your number one position."

"These weren't my words, they were said by the future Security Bureau!"

He turned to the three of them and said...
"Let's go to the monitoring room. I need to check the Interpol surveillance system."

Yang Zhilong and the other two naturally had no objections.

The four men strode away, completely ignoring the room full of police station executives.

Chen Guozhong said as he walked:

“According to my reconnaissance, the guys were shot almost instantly.” “They didn’t even have time to react.”

Yang Zhilong said in a deep voice:

"The professor and his group must have used silencers."

“The Interpol case is special, so noise reduction measures were specially implemented in the room.”

"Even if a gun with a silencer makes a muffled sound, it won't carry outside."

Zhu Huabiao also said:
"The professor and his men were very accurate marksmen and acted decisively, killing almost anyone they saw and leaving no survivors."

"but……"

"there is a question."

George asked:

"what is the problem?"

Zhu Huabiao bluntly stated:

"Eighty million US dollars is no small sum."

"Even if we use a vehicle to haul it, it will take a considerable amount of time to load the vehicle."

Is half an hour enough?

George was taken aback upon hearing this. He exchanged glances with the others and then turned back to the Interpol team.

The group returned to Interpol and saw the leader and his team leaving.

George shouted:
"Do not disturb the scene."

"Get out of here."

The gang leader and his men never wanted to stay there in the first place—the ground was littered with dead bodies, and the stench of blood was nauseating. Only a madman would stay there.

Upon hearing this, they quickly stepped aside, not wanting to have anything to do with the case.

Although Brother Yi was the head of the police station, he knew that the case was no longer in his hands.

The person in charge of this case is George from the Political Department—no, George, who is about to take office in the Security Bureau.

Interpol had only caught this criminal a few days ago, and he not only broke out of prison immediately, but also wiped out the entire police force!

If George hadn't discovered it in time, they probably wouldn't have known about the sacrifice of their Interpol colleague for a long time.

The number one guy's face turned into a bitter gourd.

He bears undeniable responsibility in this case.

George had warned them repeatedly beforehand. The leader hadn't listened at all, and was even secretly mocking them for making a mountain out of a molehill.

Looking back, the number one guy wished he could slap himself a few times.

Ruined!
His career is over.

This is no ordinary case.

This is an international cooperation case between Interpol officers.

What happened today will surely spread throughout the world in a very short time.

Having made such a huge blunder, the fog won't let it go.

At that moment, the top player almost collapsed.

The other deputy directors were all pretty much the same.

Perhaps they lack the ability to solve cases, but their political acumen is exceptionally sharp.

There's nothing they can't think of that the leader can't think of.

George didn't care what those idiots were thinking; all his attention was focused on the case.

Upon returning to the scene, the four conducted a thorough inspection.

Chen Guozhong immediately noticed something was wrong:
"The room was a mess, with signs of vandalism everywhere."

"Only the center of the room was clean."

"This is not normal!"

Yang Zhilong crossed his arms and examined the object carefully, when suddenly a thought struck him:
"This leads directly to the room where the eighty million US dollars are hidden!"

"This is the only way to get the stolen money out of the country."

"But to be fair..."

"Eighty million US dollars is a huge sum. How did they manage to transport it out?"

Zhu Huabiao stated firmly:

"It certainly wasn't transported out via the corridor."

"The headquarters is full of our guys, and even if they all disguised themselves as our guys, it wouldn't fool anyone."

"If even one of the guys has a doubt, their plan will fall apart."

"The professor won't take that risk."

George frowned deeply:

"So that means he must have used other methods to do things?"

"These eighty million US dollars have simply vanished into thin air?"

"Could they be magicians?"

Yang Zhilong thought for a moment, then pushed open the door and went out to ask the eldest brother:
"Sir, is the professor's $80 million in embezzled funds in this room?"

The top leader nodded repeatedly:
"That's right."

"The $80 million almost filled the entire room. On the day it was delivered, many colleagues gathered around to watch."

"This thing is too big."

“We also considered transferring the embezzled funds, but ultimately gave up on the idea.”

"Too much trouble."

Yang Zhilong nodded:

"Thank you."

After returning to the room, he nodded to everyone and said:
"The boss confirmed that the stolen money is in this room and has not been moved."

George's head was buzzing.

That's 80 million in embezzled funds. If it's not eight people, does it grow legs and fly away?

He couldn't help but look up and saw that Chen Guozhong and the other two showed no signs of dejection and were still searching for clues.

George suddenly calmed down.

How could he forget that these three were recommended by Lin Sheng?

Since Lin Feng said they were elite troops, there was no reason to doubt them.

Let's wait and see.

Before long, Yang Zhilong had his harvest.

"This desk looks like it has been moved."

Everyone quickly looked over.

Yang Zhilong pointed to a certain place and said:

"This table is closest to the middle."

"It's obvious that he's been tampered with."

"It's strange. These people are rushing to move the stolen money, there's no reason for them to add extra work for themselves, is there?"

Zhu Huabiao, his good partner, immediately replied upon hearing this:
"Unless this table is a key part of it."

Chen Guozhong examined it for a moment and nodded, saying:
"you are right."

"This table is truly the most crucial element."

“There is a shallow footprint on it.”

The four of them looked up at the same time and immediately made a discovery.

George exclaimed in surprise:
"The ceiling has been tampered with."

"Could it be that the professor and his gang didn't even have time to move the stolen money?"

Zhu Huabiao said in a deep voice:

“That’s eighty million US dollars in embezzled funds; it’s not so easy to move.”

"It's practically impossible to move them out while they're working."

"If it were placed on the ceiling, that would be a possibility."

As Zhu Huabiao spoke, he dragged the table to the middle, preparing to jump onto it.

"Is that right? Let's just open it and take a look."

George suddenly stopped him:

"Don't worry!"

Zhu Huabiao asked, puzzled:

"Sir?"

George waved his hand, signaling the crowd to disperse:

"If money can be hidden in this ceiling, people can certainly be hidden in it too."

In an instant, Chen Guozhong, Yang Zhilong, and Zhu Huabiao all drew their guns.

George is right.

If the ceiling can withstand the weight of 80 million US dollars, what's wrong with hiding a few people in it?

It's better to be cautious.

George shouted toward the ceiling:
"Professor, aren't you tired?"

"Come out quickly."

Zhu Huabiao had found a baton and stood silently on the table. George and the other two had already loaded their guns.

The baton was suddenly thrust forward!
The ceiling suddenly ripped open.

Nothing.

Zhu Huabiao sighed:
"It seems we guessed wrong."

Chen Guozhong said coldly:

"We guessed right."

"This ceiling is too clean."

Zhu Huabiao was startled and quickly went down to the ceiling to look up.

The next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted:
"Let's go."

"They have already transported the stolen money out of the country."

Zhu Huabiao suddenly jumped down.

George quickly asked:

"what happened?"

Zhu Huabiao gritted his teeth and said:

"This ceiling panel runs directly through the building's ventilation ducts."

“I suspect they transported the stolen money through the ventilation ducts to the bottom of the building so that our guys could get away with it.”

"These professors are really amazing."

George was taken aback:
"Where's the evidence?"

Zhu Huabiao opened his palm, and everyone's pupils suddenly contracted. In his palm was a bright green hundred-dollar bill!

"I found this on the ceiling."

"Right at the angle of the ventilation duct."

Chen Guozhong silently examined the corpses of the constables, and George asked:
"They've already died in the line of duty, isn't it a bit inappropriate to disturb them?"

Chen Guozhong held up something stained with blood and said:
"Ah Biao's judgment was correct; these guys really did haul the stolen goods down through the ventilation ducts in the ceiling."

George stared at what Chen Guozhong was holding and his eyes widened in surprise. It was clearly a hair dryer!

(End of this chapter)