Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 793, Section 383: No Way Back

"of course can!"

Chi Mengli beckoned with her finger, ordering Battery and Daye, those two bastards, to gag the white crane. She then looked at the ashen-faced Ninth Sister and said, "Ninth Sister has a ghost by her side."

"Ninth Sister wants to give everyone an explanation. Not a single grain of rice held as collateral in the water room will be returned."

“Uncle Jin, you said the deal was canceled, but you have to give everyone an explanation. The rice you put as collateral in the water room will not be returned, not a single grain.”

"Uncle Ying has worked so hard for so long. Even if he hasn't done anything outstanding, he has certainly put in a lot of effort. You will definitely get your full amount."

"As for Professor J, you are also a victim. Your goods are one flower crab per gram (ten yuan)."

"Everyone, does anyone have any objections?"

"To recruit one group and then attack another"—this was a trick Chi Mengli learned from Shen Xianjin, and it worked very well.

When Bald Eagle heard that Biao Jin wanted to cancel the transaction, he frowned deeply, but when he heard Liangzai Sheng say that he would get every penny he was entitled to, he immediately beamed with joy.

He went through all sorts of trouble, risking his life, all for the sake of a pile of hard-earned money.

“Of course, Ah Sheng is fair. I’ll be the first to follow him.”

One gram of blue blood could raise a woman's head, and Professor J could earn tens of millions more, so of course he agreed and remained silent.

Only Ninth Sister and Biao Jin suffered the greatest losses, so of course they disagreed. You see, what was held by the water room wasn't just silver notes, and the two of them certainly wouldn't let it go easily.

"Damn you!"

Biao Jin remained silent, but the snotty-nosed one standing to the side was the first to fire, stepping forward and pointing at Chi Mengli's nose, saying, "Even the golden bull sent to Tuodi can turn you into a meat pie."

"You think you can just let it go like that? How are we supposed to continue our business together?"

"Spinach Dong, don't try to scare me with this potato. If we can't close this deal, we'll all die together."

At this moment, what the slug said was exactly what Biao Jin wanted to say.

Chi Mengli remained silent, her smile unchanged as she looked at the Ninth Sister beside her.

"Those who are afraid of dying should get out of the way and not get in the way."

"If Baihe is a ghost, I, as the boss, will definitely give everyone an explanation."

Since she'd already come in, Ninth Sister was determined not to leave until she received her share of money. She was taking this last meal to make a living, and no one would take advantage of the way out that Handsome Sheng had given her.

"good, very good!"

“They all have the demeanor of great generals, and they are all reincarnations of Guan Yu.”

Seeing that everyone had expressed their opinions, Chi Mengli clapped her hands, subtly praising and mocking them.

As I said before, since we've come all this way and seen this treasure trove, how can we possibly leave empty-handed?

"Stop babbling, Ah Sheng. Since everyone's following, you, the bookmaker, should start!"

The bald eagle is in a hurry; as long as he gives away the blue blood, his business will be settled, and he can leave.

Even if something goes wrong afterward, it won't be his problem. He's already prepared a large speedboat, and we'll set off now and arrive at Luzon Island tonight.

Once they get to Luzon Island, the Hong Kong police can't do anything about it.

"it is good!"

Chi Mengli nodded and looked at Bo Cai Dong: "Inspect the goods now."

"Ta-da!"

No sooner had Chi Mengli finished speaking than someone knocked on the warehouse door. Professor J told Shrimp Boy to open it.

Shrimp Boy quickly ran to the warehouse door, opened it a crack, and saw an uncle in a suit and top hat standing at the door.

"Sir, I'm here to see Miss Deng."

Six Fingers was very polite. He took off his top hat, revealing his gray hair. Seeing that Shrimp Boy looked confused, he immediately added, "I've come to see Ninth Sister."

"I have six fingers."

Shopee didn't know the name Miss Deng, but he was familiar with the nickname Ninth Sister.

Shrimp Boy glanced at Ninth Sister and Professor J. The old man's voice was quite loud; everyone in the warehouse should have heard it clearly.

"Uncle Six Fingers has arrived. He is an old master I invited to appraise jewelry."

"Brother Sheng, everyone in the underworld knows Uncle Six Fingers' reputation, there will definitely be no problem."

Ninth Sister's face was still very unpleasant, and her words were icy cold.

"Of course! I, Handsome Guy, am a reliable and honest person. I guarantee that you will be treated fairly and honestly. I'm not afraid of you inspecting the goods; I'm only afraid that you won't inspect them."

Chi Mengli sat on the iron frame, nodded in agreement, and let Xiaopizi let the person in. He then took out his cigarette case, put two cigarettes in his mouth, and lit them with a lighter.

Spinach rushed close to Chi Mengli, snatched one, handed the potato switch to Chi Mengli, took out the handcuff key, and unlocked the handcuffs on the box.

Six Fingers entered the warehouse and immediately saw the bound white crane. His expression remained unchanged; he simply took off his sunglasses, put on his reading glasses, and walked up to Ninth Sister.

"Young Miss, it's been a long time. Where's the merchandise you asked me to inspect?"

Ninth Sister was still very polite to the professionals in the black market, and said, "Long time no see, Uncle Six Fingers." "The last time I saw you was when I went to congratulate you on your birthday. In the blink of an eye, three months have passed. Time really flies."

"This is a big deal, otherwise I wouldn't have troubled you. I've already sent a thank-you gift to Uncle Six Fingers' residence; it's just a token of my appreciation."

"I am now a new horse, and I need you, the old master, to guide me and give me some guidance."

"Brother Sheng, now it's time to let me see the goods!"

After exchanging pleasantries with Six Fingers, Ninth Sister turned to Handsome Sheng and asked the scoundrel to bring out the goods.

Chi Mengli, with a cigarette dangling from her lips, had Bo Cai Dong deliver the box over and oversee its inspection.

Spinach Dong, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, swaggered toward Ninth Sister and Six Fingers.

Professor J, Shrimp Boy, and Pieva, who were standing next to Ninth Sister, all subconsciously took a step back. Only Wu Gang did not step back and remained standing in place, taking deep drags on his cigarette.

Six Fingers looked bewildered, wondering why these people were so afraid of the approaching gangsters. He reached out and took the box.

I looked around and found a spot where sunlight was streaming in. I placed the box on a one-meter-high cement platform and took out my tools from my bag.

A head-mounted 10x magnifying glass, a diamond pen (thermal conductivity meter), an ultraviolet fluorescent lamp, a beaker, and a bottle of slightly cloudy liquid.

Liquids are denser than water, and the density of diamonds is fixed at approximately 3.52 g/cm³, while the densities of synthetic diamonds and cubic zirconia are different.

As long as the correct ratio of specific gravity water is prepared, the authenticity can be determined. This physical test will not damage the diamond's surface and does not require sophisticated large instruments.

Six Fingers put on the magnifying glass, placed it on his left eye, took out a piece of black velvet cloth, placed it on the cement platform, and then opened the small handbag.

As soon as the suitcase was opened, sunlight streamed in, and his eyes were filled with a dazzling array of colors.

Fifty-six perfectly cut, three-carat kerosene drills were neatly arranged in the grooves of the box.

"Old Ling!"

Six Fingers first praised the quality of the oil drills, then turned on the diamond pen. Half a second later, the indicator light lit up.

He first examined the tweezer-shaped diamond pen, rubbing the four prongs at the tip of the pen with his fingertips to confirm there were no defects before he began to examine the diamond.

If a workman wants to be good, he must first sharpen his weapon.

First, place the diamond pen in the palm of your hand, pinch the pen body with your thumb and little finger, and repeatedly rub the four-claw metal tip with your index finger to remove the burrs on the claw blade.

Turn the pen tail knob to calibrate the distance between the claws—adjust the distance little by little for the girdle of a three-carat loose diamond.

When taking the first diamond, he used the four prongs of the diamond pen to precisely grip the largest diameter point on the girdle, and then used his fingertips to make the diamond stand upside down so that the table was facing his line of sight.

With the other hand, take an alcohol swab, use the ring finger and little finger to hold the pen barrel in place on both sides, and wipe it in a spiral motion from the center of the table to the edge of the facet.

After wiping once, repeat with a dry cotton pad until no oil residue remains on the cotton pad.

Move the diamond to the black testing pad, turn on the ultraviolet fluorescent lamp with six fingers, and shine the lamp head at a 45° angle to the diamond, 10cm away.

Instantly, the diamond emitted a uniform yellow-blue fluorescence throughout, with no jagged edges at the edge of the halo, to rule out the possibility of a coating on the diamond's surface.

With your six fingers, use your extra little finger to gently push the diamond pen barrel, making the diamond pause once every 15° rotation.

Observe the fluorescence distribution face by face to confirm that there is no local fluorescence loss on the facets of the pavilion and crown, so as to avoid missing the detection of internal fissure filling material.

This is the old testing method used in the old Bund, because more than forty years ago, the Bund was full of inferior cotton drills that were passed off as high-quality ones.

Most diamonds found in diamond mines are worthless because most diamonds have internal cracks that are not visible to the naked eye.

To bluff people, these con artists import these worthless cotton drills from overseas.

We searched for the counterfeiters at Nanzhidian who filled the paper shop with propolis, which contained small shards of glass to increase the reflectivity.

These people won't cheat ordinary people, because ordinary people can't afford diamonds and don't even recognize them.

The con artists wouldn't try to scam young rich kids, because the young rich kids would send the diamonds to a jewelry store for inspection.

The main targets of the con artists were the nightclub girls in Shanghai's 1930s and 40s. These girls had money, some knowledge, and could distinguish real diamonds from fake ones.

Those who are only half-baked and wander around aimlessly are the targets of con artists.

Back then, it was common for popular dancers on the Huangpu River to commit suicide, because they had been cheated out of their bodies and all their money by con artists.

The oil-fired diamonds I have are all FL grade, which is the highest grade of diamonds.

Once Six Fingers had a clear idea of ​​what was going on, he switched to short-wave ultraviolet light, which reduced the fluorescence intensity by about 30%, but increased the proportion of blue tones, consistent with the fluorescence characteristics of a top-grade fire oil drill.

Six Fingers suddenly turned off the light source, locked his gaze on the diamond, caught a faint blue phosphorescence that lasted for 2-3 seconds, and then nodded.

If the phosphorescence disappears too quickly or there is no phosphorescence at all, it may be a synthetic diamond.

After testing each diamond, he would lightly trace the girdle of the diamond with a diamond pen and listen to the crisp "click" sound to help determine the diamond's density.

It took nearly forty minutes to test all fifty-six three-carat oil drills.

Six Fingers straightened up, tapped his lower back, stretched his body, looked at Ninth Miss, pondered for a few seconds, and then said, "Miss, may I speak to you in private?"

Ninth Sister, who had been watching Six Fingers' movements, nodded and walked to the side with Six Fingers.

(End of this chapter)