The Chief Detective Inspector is dead. I'm now the top police officer in Hong Kong!

Chapter 13 Earn Money and Spend It Yourself (Please add to your favorites and read on)

Pi Zhibang bowed and handed over the lighter, his face beaming with smiles, explaining obsequiously to the foreigner: "Sir, the arrangements yesterday were really perfect. There were eleven gunmen in total, including six ruthless gangsters from the Big Circle Gang, and the remaining five were contact persons."

"The uniformed group sent people to clean up the scene and found more than a hundred shell casings and grenades. Who knew that the guy surnamed Lin was so good at fighting? He's changed a lot."

Henry, the foreigner, frowned, straightened up, looked directly at him, and called out his name word by word: "Lin, Tian, ​​Sheng, what was he like before?"

Pi Chi-pong put away his lighter and said disdainfully, "Not to be rude, but he used to be a good-for-nothing who collected rent for corrupt cops. If it weren't for the fact that he was from the same hometown as Lui Lok and got promoted, he wouldn't have been able to become the Chinese detective chief of Wan Chai District. Many people were dissatisfied with what he did when he was promoted, but I won't go into details."

"Looks like he's been practicing in the pond these past few years."

Henry thought it was a bit far-fetched and said skeptically, "What can you learn by guarding a pond? Swimming, boating, catching fish, paddling?"

Pi Chi-pong slapped his thigh: "Who knows? He's been secretly practicing his shooting, just waiting to make a name for himself! It's not entirely impossible, sir. But now that he's got Tai Tung under his control, we can't exactly send him back to Shui Reservoir. But as long as he stays in the Major Crimes Unit, are we worried about not having a chance to get him?"

"The guys are watching, so it's not good to make it too obvious, right?"

Henry nodded slowly, took a deep puff of his cigar to vent his anger, and said slowly, "That's settled then. I'll give you a month to deal with him, no matter what he's doing in the pond: fishing, swimming, or firing guns."

"In short, I don't want to see him again! If there are any big cases, they'll be assigned to your team first."

Pi Chi-pong stood at attention, saluted, and stomped his foot loudly, displaying great loyalty and courage: "Yes, sir!"

Henry waved his hand, and Pi Zhibang took three steps back, then turned around and jogged over, bending down to gently close the door. A smile played on his lips as he muttered softly, "A big case is good, a big case is good."

Without cases, how can Lin Tiansheng get promoted? And without promotion, how can he lead them to bring down that group of elite police officers?

He turned around and was startled to see Senior Inspector Wong Yip of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau staring at him expressionlessly with dead fish eyes.

"Hey, you walk so quietly, are you pretending to be a ghost?" Pi Zhibang glared, not to be outdone.

After arriving at Queen Elizabeth Hospital, the best hospital in West Kowloon, Lin Tiansheng and Zhang Jinrong each carried a fruit basket.

Ma Delong didn't notice that Zhang Jinrong deliberately handed the fruit basket he brought back to the police station to Lin Tiansheng.

Gao Zicong, who had just finished his patient meal, saw the waiters arrive and, with a happy expression, sat up straight and said with a smile, "Inspector Lin, Inspector Zhang, Old Ma."

"Just finished a case, haven't cleaned up the mess yet, you'll be busy for a while, right?"

"You don't need to come all the way to see me."

Ma Delong complained, "There's no tail to clean up anymore, let Pi Sir leave it to Chen Sheng's team."

Gao Zicong, unaware of what was going on, said indignantly, "This is outrageous! Damn it, I'm still in the hospital!"

Zhang Jinrong locked the ward door, drew the bed curtains, and turned around to see Gao Zicong's right leg, which had just undergone surgery, wrapped in gauze, and hanging in mid-air.

"I have something good for you."

Gao Zicong sipped his juice, his eyes sparkling with curiosity: "What good stuff?"

Lin Tiansheng handed the fruit basket to him, raised his eyebrows, and kept him in suspense: "Open it and take a look."

Gao Zicong looked suspicious as he removed the fruit from the basket, peeled back a layer of newspaper, and revealed five bundles of banknotes wrapped in newspaper underneath.

"Fifty thousand yuan?"

Gao Zicong tore open the newspaper and saw a thick wad of Hong Kong dollars inside. After counting them, he changed his mind and said, "One hundred thousand!"

A pack of HK$20,000, every bill is a hundred dollars.

He had never seen so much money in his entire life. The underlings exchanged glances; none of them had expected that the injured Gao Zicong would be the first to see the money. However, with this 100,000 yuan, it was enough to prove that everyone would soon receive money.

"Yes."

"This money was earned from Snake B. The brothers worked so hard, so let's split it equally." Lin Tiansheng didn't explain himself clearly, and he only took out 100,000 instead of the full 350,000. He just wanted to test whether Gao Zicong was willing to accept the money.

He didn't suggest erasing Gao Zicong's share initially, partly to show his brothers that loyalty comes first and that he would never let the injured suffer.

Secondly, hundreds of thousands are easy to obtain, but a person's life is hard to buy. Without considering the circumstances, how can one buy a police officer's loyalty with just hundreds of thousands?

Try asking some gangsters to buy it; if they could, it wouldn't be this price. Thirdly, Ah Cong's family isn't wealthy either, so he's confident he won't be refused.

But one should always be wary of others. Perhaps Gao Zicong is playing the aloof card, trying to distance himself from him. In that case, a mere 100,000 dollars shouldn't warrant an internal investigation.

Even if they were to be implicated, they could align their statements and say that the money was raised to give Ah Cong as a gift. With Huang Qixian's help to cover it up, they could barely manage to get away with it.

Gao Zicong's expression changed slightly. He glanced around at everyone present and immediately realized that everyone had a share. Since it was specially reserved for him, there was no reason for him to refuse.

"Thank you, Brother Sheng."

Gao Zicong composed himself, his eyes revealing gratitude.

If his legs are truly ruined, then this money will be his livelihood for the rest of his life.

Ma Delong breathed a sigh of relief, picked up a fruit knife, started peeling an apple, and exclaimed, "If I hadn't been worried that your leg would be broken and you wouldn't be able to walk, you would have to be in a wheelchair for the rest of your life."

"The big shot doesn't need to take the risk of taking this money. Since you're fine, keep the money and use it to buy a house or a car. There are plenty of places to spend it."

Gao Zicong understood immediately: "Boss, it's me."

"No need for further explanation, we'll be brothers in our hearts."

"It was my suggestion to move you out of the pond, so it's my responsibility to pave the way for you. The money is actually more than 100,000; Ah Rong will bring you the rest tomorrow."

"Remember two things." Lin Tiansheng paused, and everyone else present perked up their ears: "First, use cash for all transactions. Don't go through banks. In the short term, don't buy any big-ticket items. It's best to go to Macau and deposit your money in an underground bank."

"Second, don't give money to women to spend."

Zhang Jinrong took out several business cards and handed them to the four people: "If you want to deposit money, call this number. They're all acquaintances, so it's guaranteed."

He Li, young and impetuous, had just gotten married. He took the business card and asked, puzzled, "Why can't I give it to a woman?"

Zhang Jinrong answered succinctly and quickly: "Women can't be trusted."

Lin Tiansheng agreed with Zhang Jinrong's point of view, but he couldn't reason with the hot-blooded young man, so he explained: "Women who spend money extravagantly are easily targeted."

"It's not worth risking your life to leak information."

"Take out a few thousand dollars and buy them some clothes and necklaces. Women can't live without you if you spend your money on yourself."

"Understood?"

Ma Delong agreed and nodded, saying, "I'll listen to the boss."

The young man thought it made sense, so he shrugged and agreed.

(End of this chapter)