Hong Kong Film: Night Cop

Chapter 261 Cointreau Hotel Jewelry Exhibition

Inside an abandoned factory in Kwun Tong.

Dozens of doctors were gathered together.

"It's done."

A black man was sitting in front of a computer, modifying the doctor's information and clapping his hands proudly.

"Okay, well done."

The doctor nodded in satisfaction, then glanced around at everyone present and said, "Listen up, brothers."

"Tonight, in the 75th-floor ballroom of the Cointreau Hotel, three pieces of Russian imperial jewels will be on display. The most valuable piece is the Tsar's Star, which is priceless."

"It's something you can't even imagine, so I promise that as long as the operation is successful, you'll all be able to retire with the money you've earned."

After saying that, he glanced at everyone present.

After the doctor's mental PUA, the people present seemed to see countless banknotes flying towards them and they were living the life they had always dreamed of.

“Yeah yeah…”

Everyone couldn't help but shout out excitedly.

Seeing his younger brothers cheering, the doctor waited for a while, raised his hands and made a silence gesture, drawing everyone's attention to him.

"Listen, from now on, you are not allowed to act alone. You must monitor each other."

The doctor paused at this point, his eyes sweeping across the room. His expression darkened, and he said in a cold tone, "Because I received accurate intelligence that an undercover agent has infiltrated our organization."

"To be honest, I don't know if he has any accomplices, but my habit is to kill them one by one. In the end, I'll kill them all..."

The doctor's voice was filled with murderous intent. His eyes swept over his men, finally landing on a man in a white coat. He asked, "Are you right?"

The drinking man's expression froze, and he was afraid to explain: "Doctor, it's not me."

"I know it's not you." The doctor said expressionlessly.

After saying that, the doctor suddenly turned around and looked at a man in his thirties wearing a black short-sleeved shirt next to Sang Bang, and said loudly, "That's you."

brush!
The doctor finished speaking.

Everyone present looked at the man in the short-sleeved shirt.

"Oh it's you."

Sangbang absolutely believed what the doctor said and grabbed the man.

The identity of the man in short sleeves was revealed, and he immediately realized that something was wrong.

Feifei, the woman who pushed Sangbang away, immediately drew her gun and held the doctor hostage.

The man in short sleeves is indeed an undercover agent.

But he was not an undercover agent from the Hong Kong police, but an undercover agent from Interpol.

Otherwise, the Hong Kong police should have known long ago that the doctors and their gang wanted to rob the jewelry appreciation meeting.

The man in short sleeves knew that the doctor was a cruel person. If he wanted to survive today, he had to kidnap Feifei, which would make the doctor hesitate.

"Don't come over here, or I'll kill her." The man in short sleeves strangled Feifei's neck with one hand and pointed a gun at her head with the other.

"You kill!"

The doctor didn't care that his woman was being held at gunpoint, and there was no worry on his face.

"Anyway, she followed me and was ready to die for me."

The doctor didn't care about the threat at all. With a murderous look on his face, he said to his men around him, "What are you still standing there for? Come on, come on..."

Hearing the doctor's cold words, the man in short sleeves panicked instantly.

Seeing the doctors and their staff surrounding him, the man in the short-sleeved shirt broke out in a cold sweat on his back.

"Don't move..."

The man in short sleeves shouted in panic.

But his threats were of no avail.

Feifei, who was kidnapped by him, immediately seized the moment when the short-sleeved man was panicked and took action.

A high kick caught the man in short sleeves off guard!
He picked up the dagger lying aside and stabbed the man in the back with a fierce blow. Seeing that the man was not dead, he stabbed him several more times.

It was only then that the doctor walked up to Feifei and spoke.

"It's okay!" Feifei looked at the doctor who was looking down at her and pressed the wound on her shoulder that had been injured earlier.

"I'm glad you're okay," said the doctor.

"It's just a minor injury."

Feifei was not angry because of the doctor's indifference, but instead showed a sick smile.

He looked up at the doctor, like someone who had been brainwashed, his eyes full of obsession.

"It's getting late, everyone get ready. Feifei, you and I will go to the Cointreau Hotel."

……

night.

In front of the Cointreau Hotel.

Most of the Hong Kong reporters are here.

However, because they did not have an invitation card, they were stopped outside the gate by the security personnel of the Cointreau Hotel.

Under the spotlight in the hands of reporters.

Luxury cars drove up and stopped in front of the hotel one after another.

Among those who came to attend the jewelry appreciation meeting were members of the Hong Kong Legislative Council, foreign consuls, and wealthy people in Hong Kong.

Of course, there are also some celebrities from the entertainment industry, such as Long Wei and Bingbing.

"Wow, so many important people are here, the British consul and his wife, Qiao Jianghe and Qiao Jiangshan, and Qiao Jiangshan's daughter is not here. I heard that his daughter has autism..."

"Long Wei, Bing Bing, and Fang Ting, the girlfriend of Hongxing leader Jiang Tiansheng, are here too..."

"People from the Jockey Club are here too, as well as Wang Dongyuan from the Dongyuan Group..."

Seeing these prominent figures from Hong Kong arrive, the reporters who were stopped at the hotel entrance excitedly pressed the shutters of their cameras.

"So handsome! Who is this guy?"

Suddenly, a red sports car stopped at the door of the hotel, and then a handsome man in a black suit got out.

This person was Li Fei, who had received the invitation card sent by Jiang Daxin.

As for the red sports car, it belongs to Selena.

After all, it is not appropriate to drive his own van to attend a jewelry appreciation meeting. After all, he doesn't want to meet people who look down on others.

This kind of routine has been basically written to death in novels in the past life.

For example: When the protagonist buys a car, he often encounters various ridicules and difficulties.

The sales staff were dismissive of the protagonist and even refused to provide service.

The protagonist skillfully negotiates with the salesperson and ultimately buys his dream vehicle at a low price, surprising those who look down on him.

There are many such vulgar routines in online articles, but reality is even more vulgar than online articles.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man and saddles make the horse.

Today's society is very realistic.

They all look down on you. If you wear ordinary clothes, they will ignore you. But if you wear brand-name clothes, these people will be indifferent. Haha...

Li Fei had seen many real examples on the Internet in his previous life.

In my previous life, there was a video that told the story of a woman who was dressed very casually and wearing no brand name clothes, carrying a canvas bag, and went into a brand store with her best friend to look at bags. Her best friend went in first, and she was stopped at the door.

After much persuasion, the woman explained that she had to find someone to let her in. This shows that those luxury stores attract customers based on the clothes they wear.

Nowadays, people like to package themselves. People rely on clothes to package themselves. Because they usually dress very ordinary and simple, they will not be warmly received when they go to some high-end products.

There is another video that shows two women going to a high-end clothing store. After entering, the female clerk raised her eyelids and looked the two women up and down, then turned a blind eye and did not ask the two women why they came, because her eyes had already told you that these clothes have nothing to do with you, you will not buy them even if you come, and you can't afford them.

(End of this chapter)