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

Chapter 145 The Whole House Shovel (33)

Since Pi Chi-pong was transferred to East Kowloon, Henry has earned more from both big and small cases. This is because Pi Chi-pong is shrewd and always leaves a profit for himself.

Lin Tiansheng, however, had other sources of income, and because he wasn't high-ranking enough, he lacked the confidence to ask for money and didn't bother arguing with the foreigners. This made Henry feel a little guilty, so he applied for a Yadea car for the inspector as an official vehicle, which could be considered a promotion.

Of course, using public funds to bribe subordinates is a costless and efficient way to demonstrate shrewdness.

Shi Zhanpeng and the others waited in the corridor. When Lin Tiansheng returned, he stepped forward and asked with a smile, "Young Master Sheng, what did the foreigner say?"

"They praised us a bit and told us to keep investigating and try to take down Youbo." Lin Tiansheng said, "Drug Squad, you follow up closely."

Knowing that the big boss was going to follow up on the New Journalist case, Shi Zhanpeng casually saluted and replied with a smile, "Don't worry, Young Master Sheng."

Although that bastard Huang Ye has been brought down, the drug bust case is still connected to Chief Inspector Fu Wenjie of the Narcotics Squad. If the investigation continues, they might be able to capture a key figure from the elite faction.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Lin Tiansheng returned to his office and called Hong Baolian, asking her to contact the Public Relations Department and spread some rumors through the news.

That evening.

A dog meat shop in Kowloon City.

Yu Bo, holding a bowl in his left hand and chopsticks in his right, was simmering hot pot when he suddenly said, "I never imagined that Xue Zhi, who has been with me for so many years, would actually be an undercover police officer."

The cripple, the cook, Lao Dang, Da Jiao, and Zhang Jian sat around the stove, heads bowed, eating and not daring to speak.

Today's goods resulted in a significant loss; the news broadcast by the police is still fresh in my mind.

"This is truly a year of bad luck; I should consult a fortune teller another day," Yuber sighed, shaking his head.

Old Dang smiled obsequiously and said, "It's better to spend three million to see someone for who they really are than to be kept in the dark."

"It's not three million, it's seventeen million." Yu Bo slammed his chopsticks down, furious, attributing all the losses of the past two years to Zeng Xuezhi. "Damn it, do you think I'll let him get away with this?"

At this moment, two gunmen in suits opened the door, bowed, and said, "Euber, Ah Zhi's wife and children have been brought."

I saw a middle-aged woman in her thirties, dressed in designer clothes, wearing a Chanel-style LV suit, with her hair tied up, good-looking, and with a full figure.

She was accompanied by a tall and a short boy, and her two children.

There was also a young and pretty girl in her early twenties, wearing shorts and a T-shirt, with fashionable makeup, standing unhappily at the back.

She was Zeng Xuezhi's first wife, child, and mistress.

Uber glanced at them and said coldly, "Kill them, smash them into pieces and sink them into the sea."

The middle-aged woman was terrified. She knelt on the ground and pleaded, "No, Yu Bo, Xue Zhi won't betray you, he won't!"

Zhang Jian also looked reluctant and advised, "Boss, Xuezhi might not be an undercover agent. Maybe the police are deliberately deceiving us."

Old Dang was eager to clear himself of any involvement and dared not do anything foolish, so he immediately shouted, "Damn it, he's not an undercover agent, am I? Or are you, and Big Banana is?"

“When Shui Fang’s lawyer visited him in prison, Wei Shui personally testified that it was Zeng Xuezhi who betrayed him, which is why he killed Zeng Xuezhi!”

Although Wei Shui fired the first shot, in order to justify the shooting and avoid making enemies, he naturally had to make it sound more convincing.

Yuber waved his hand and sneered, "Being a gangster is like tying your own head to your belt. Selling drugs is like betting your whole family's lives on the gambling table."

“It’s not just one person surnamed Zeng who makes a living from this; his whole family eats my food and drinks my drinks. If they dare to betray me, their whole family will die together.”

The gunman grabbed the woman by the hair, choked the child by the neck, and forcibly dragged the four of them to a garbage heap outside the alley. A few clean gunshots rang out, and the crying and pleas stopped abruptly.

Yu Bo opened a beer, poured a drink, and said, "Now that we've found out who the mole is, we need to rearrange the work. Ah Jian, you risked your life for me, so you'll be in charge of the warehouse from now on. Cripple will still be in charge of the kitchen, Lao Dang will be in charge of the vehicles, Da Jiao will still be in charge of the boats, and Ah Hong, you'll be in charge of the feet."

The middle-aged man wiping his gun at the door, a cigarette dangling from his lips, said with a hint of delight, "Thank you for your guidance, sir."

Being able to manage a single link in the chain means you've truly entered the inner circle of Uber; you'll not only hold a position, but you'll also get a share of the profits from each transaction.

Wo Shing Wo has no shortage of thugs; selecting one would be very easy.

Then, Uber beckoned him to sit down, raised his glass and said, "May everything go smoothly from now on, cheers."

"cheers."

Old Dang, Big Banana, the Cripple, and the others looked pleased and relaxed, all feeling relieved. Zhang Jian, however, was feigning concern, his heart filled with inner turmoil.

Early in the morning, Lin Tiansheng woke up at home and habitually checked his pager. Since the old-fashioned mobile phone didn't have a voicemail function, just like checking the "communication software" messages in the morning in later years, he would habitually flip through the pager.

After seeing a message, he called the radio station, gave them the number, and a female employee with a clear voice and polite tone said, "Mr. Lin, there is a message from Mr. Yang."

"I am Nine-Dragon. I robbed a big sum of money from Sun Kee for you. You're welcome."

It was 2 a.m., so it seems that Lao Fu's brothers worked overtime until very late last night.

Lin Tiansheng hung up the phone, washed up, ate breakfast, and then drove to the West Kowloon Police Station. Henry, holding the car keys, came to Lin Tiansheng's desk, put them down, and said, "The Commissioner has approved it. License plate AM1119. Park it downstairs and take it to drive."

"Thank you, sir." Lin Tiansheng stood at attention and saluted.

After Henry left, Hou Canxing approached him, his tone envious: "Lin sir, your boss even provides you with a car?"

He Jiawei followed him to the table, staring at the car keys, and exclaimed in surprise, "It's a Yadea!"

"Huang Ye used to drive a Toyota when he was with the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau. You're really capable," Hou Canxing flattered. Lin Tiansheng was in a good mood and put the Chevrolet car keys on the hook of the newspaper stand: "Keep these car keys in the office. If anyone needs them, the guys can take them and fill them up themselves."

Inspector Hou and Inspector He have their own cars, so they don't need them, but their subordinates don't. Having a "company car" to take turns driving around on errands is considered a pretty good perk.

For example, taking family members to the country park on weekends, or dropping people off at the airport or pier.

"Thank you, Officer Lin."

The staff at O-Division were all happy and in high spirits.

As for the "Four Sergeants," after recovering Chen Yaoxing's money, they bought houses and cars, and didn't even look at a Chevrolet.

weekend.

Tsim Sha Tsui East, Royal Building.

Some time ago, I was shot by a police officer and was so busy that I delayed moving to my new home by half a month.

Today, the 15th day of the lunar calendar, is an auspicious day for moving or breaking ground.

In the early hours of the morning, Lin Tiansheng set off firecrackers and fireworks at the entrance of the residential area before moving into his new house, where he offered sacrifices to the City God, worshipped the Earth God, and cooked wontons.

This marks the official move-in date, and friends are invited over for dinner in the evening.

(End of this chapter)