Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 88: Happy Event

Two uniformed soldiers went upstairs to check. They took the elevator with flashlights in their hands, stopping at each floor. Then they used the flashlights to carefully check the situation on each floor.

There's nothing suspicious about it!

The two soldiers, who found nothing, could only go up the stairs to the rooftop and found two empty wine bottles by the wall.

"Flop! He drank too much and still climbed high. He is really not afraid of death!"

The uniformed captain in the lead cursed a few words, took off the intercom on his shoulder, switched to the team voice, and said softly: "A drunkard fell from the building. Send up a few sealed bags and store the evidence."

"Cameras. And cameras."

The sealed bags and cameras were brought up. The soldier drew white chalk around the wine bottles and cans, picked up the camera to take pictures, and when everything was ready, he put the cans and wine bottles into the sealed bags and went downstairs together.

The forensic team on night duty arrived quickly, took photos of the South Asian knifeman, collected evidence, and finally moved the bicycles away one by one and gathered the broken body parts.

When Chi Mengli heard the alarm, he got out of bed, stood in front of the bed, and observed the movements downstairs.

Almost all South Asians in Hong Kong are illegal immigrants. The Sikh curry men of the past have all returned to their homeland, and only a small number remain in Hong Kong. These people have obtained legal status in Hong Kong and have joined the Marine Police and Customs.

The foreigners were very kind to these Sikh curry guys, providing them with houses and money and allowing them to settle down in Hong Kong.

But the South Asians who come out to work as knifemen are definitely not these Sikh curry Indians with stable income, and the bonuses they receive will definitely not be high, because if the bonuses are high, they will know it first.

After the South Asian knifeman's body was put into a body bag, he drew the curtains. His arrangement was full of loopholes, but sometimes loopholes are the best disguise.

Sometimes being too perfect can arouse suspicion from old hounds.

He drew the curtains and lay back on the bed. Feeling a little sleepless, he picked up the cigarette box from the bedside table and put a cigarette in his mouth.

He hired the gunman himself in order to clear himself of suspicion, but the knifeman was definitely sent by his enemy.

He could tell from Nan Yazai's skills that this guy knew some Kung Fu and maybe had some military experience, but he was just a show-off and couldn't withstand the pressure.

Who wants to kill me? !
Many names flashed through Chi Mengli's mind, but he finally eliminated them all until only one name remained in his mind.

Day four!

His intuition told him that this was the most correct answer.

Uesugi Yue said that the person who came to arrest him this time was Tian Si, a mixed-race of Chinese and Japanese, who admired Japanese culture very much and was a madman among madmen.

This guy is a gangster, not a society member, nor a gangster. He doesn't need to follow the local rules of Hong Kong. He will kill anyone who stands in his way. It's simple and clear.

Gangs are gangs, and societies are societies. The difference between them may be greater than the difference between humans and pigs.

But lying in bed and guessing is meaningless, evidence is needed to prove it.

He took the cigarette out of his mouth, pressed it into the ashtray on the bedside table, closed his eyes, and made an appointment with Wen Sheng from Liji Restaurant to have dinner at Fish Fillet tomorrow. This was the second boss who had approached him on his own initiative, so he had to leave a good impression and not be late.

When Chi Mengli woke up the next morning, Bo Xidong had already gone out. Seeing his boss get up, he handed a small leather bag to Chi Mengli.

"Boss, I didn't go looking for Video Game Bear. He's a big mouth. As soon as we got Black Dog, everyone in the underworld knew about it."

"I went to Shek Kip Mei, where there are many Annanzi now. It's easy and pleasant to get a couple of black dogs."

"One is the Black Star, and the other is the Jungle Aero. There was a problem with the Black Star. Daquanzi used the Black Dog to run a gold shop. When he left Hong Kong, he sold the Black Star." "This Jungle Aero is new. There is no trace of anything. Big Boss, you can use it for self-defense."

Chi Mengli opened the calfskin bag with a smile and saw two pistols inside. He had never fired a gun before. He bought the Black Dog for his future plans, not for self-defense.

But Bocaidong also had good intentions, but these two black dogs were hot potatoes. If anything went wrong, it would be enough for him to wear sandals for a few years in Stanley. However, he couldn't bring too many men to the fish raft today, so it would be a good idea to keep a firearm for self-defense.

"Brother Sheng, I bought breakfast. Jimizi is downstairs. Xizi, Huanxi, and Hesheng are all downstairs."

"Brother Sheng, do you really not need me to accompany you to the fish rack?"

Bocaidong put the packed breakfast on the dining table, thinking about accompanying Chi Mengli to the fish raft. Good brothers should move forward together.

He opened the package and took out a pork chop sandwich. Chi Mengli took a bite and it tasted good. After swallowing the sandwich, he said, "You have more important things to do."

"We at least need to know who sent the knifemen to bring bad luck upon us."

"You can do it, but you have to be quick and don't make too much noise. Have you eaten it? There are so many in the bag. How can I finish them all by myself?"

"Crazy line!"

Makes sense!
Bo Xidong nodded, picked up a cup of hot milk, and said with a smile: "I sent Xiaomei to accountancy school and had dinner with Xiaomei in Central. Brother Sheng, I want to treat Xiaomei's family to dinner tonight. I want to arrange the wedding."

"My mommy, all the big brothers will go, Brother Sheng, you must go, to give me some support."

"cough cough"

Chi Mengli was frightened by Bo Xidong's words. Bo Xidong followed her to the docks when she was fourteen, and then met Xiaomei in the cinema. These two had been together for more than a dozen times, but unexpectedly they still ended up together.

"Your ID is only just over 20, and Xiaomei is only 19. You are such a beast."

"Greeting my father-in-law and mother-in-law, the banquet we choose can't be too shabby. Which restaurant do you want to book?"

Picking up the hot milk beside him, Chi Mengli took a sip to calm himself down.

"I ordered the Da Fu Gui, which costs 500 dollars and includes eight dishes, a soup and a dessert. For a housing estate kid, this is already a very good restaurant."

Seeing Chi Mengli eating, Bo Xidong felt hungry again. He picked up a pineapple bun and took a bite.

"Pujie, you said you wanted to book a wedding banquet for 500 yuan, but I didn't give you any money, what?"

"I'm so ashamed of you. You spend money recklessly when you have it. You don't know how to save money at all. You're a failure."

"Call Li Ji and order a table for 888. It has a good meaning and will bring you good fortune. The boss will pay for it."

"When you get married, I don't have anything good to give you. I will pay the down payment for you to buy a high-end apartment in Central, and you can pay the balance yourself."

"You can buy the three golds yourself, buy the car yourself, and I'll pay for the wedding banquet."

"Your eldest brother lives in Yuen Long, Sister Lian lives in Tseung Kwan O, and Xiaomei's parents live in Kwun Tong. It's not easy to come to Yau Ma Tei, so don't book the banquet too late. After dinner, take them to the night market."

Chi Mengli stood up and walked to the clothes rack, took out his wallet from his suit pocket, took out two big gold bulls, put them on the table, and told him to entertain his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

(End of this chapter)