Hong Kong films: Starting with Crossover and Luen Shing

As he spoke, the lawyer carefully picked up a gun wrapped in a transparent plastic bag.

"A targeted murder occurred at Kwong Wah Hospital at around 2 a.m. today."

Someone found this gun with Lai Chi-yin's fingerprints at the scene, and I request the court to examine this piece of evidence in court!

Mr. Li, the defense lawyer just said that the phone recording cannot be used as evidence in court, but I still want to make public the phone recording of you last night in court!

Justice resides in the hearts of the people. Whether the recording is genuine or not, our friends in the media and members of the jury, you will have your own judgment!

As Fatty Li's face turned even more grim than if his mother had died, David's expression completely relaxed.

It seems that leaving anything to a well-trained dog is always the most worry-free and effortless thing to do.

He could roughly deduce that he was simply forced to resign and leave Hong Kong Island due to public pressure.

Subsequently, with the court verifying the evidence and the recording being leaked, after a half-hour back-and-forth between the prosecution and the defense, the jury finally finished deliberating around 5 p.m.

The verdict was predetermined. David and two police superintendents from the Special Branch were, unsurprisingly, sentenced to deportation from Hong Kong Island and return to Britain for duty.

But unexpectedly, Fat Lai, who appeared as a witness, was once again treated as a pawn and sentenced to life imprisonment without parole by the judge for murder!

As the judge's gavel fell, a predetermined farce came to an end.

When David was led away by bailiffs, he left through the back door of the courthouse to avoid excessive public outcry.

At this moment, an unprecedented sense of ease appeared on his face.

“Mr. Andrei, we have done our best. Now I have the face to go back and face the Queen!”

I hope that the next person to take over in the Political Department will be able to carry on our cause with unwavering dedication.

After leaving the courthouse, David immediately accompanied his two subordinates to the Mercedes that had come to pick them up.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, David took out his plane ticket and said to his companion Andrei with a sigh of relief.

My colleague Andrei slumped back in his chair, his eyes half-closed, and remained silent.

The car, carrying the two people, headed towards Kai Tak Airport.

Kai Tak Airport is just a stone's throw away from the soon-to-be-demolished Walled City.

David was unaware that a group of residents, poised to attack, had already gathered around the airport tunnel outside Kowloon Walled City.

At approximately 5:35 PM, there were less than forty minutes left before David's boarding time.

The Mercedes carrying David had already entered Songhuangtai Road.

David couldn't help but roll down the car window and call out to the driver.

"Friend, please slow down!"

I'm afraid I'll never have the chance to return to Hong Kong Island again. I want to take a few more glimpses of this place we've fought for for five years.

"Good sir!"

bang-

The driver had just slowed down when he heard a muffled thud from the right-hand window.

Looking around, I noticed a group of agitated citizens suddenly appearing on one side of the road.

In an instant, bricks and stones rained down on the vehicle like a storm.

This was not an armored vehicle, and the surrounding glass shattered immediately.

David was horrified and immediately urged the driver to drive away from the scene.

He had a premonition of what was to come, and there was no doubt that if he stayed here, these enraged inhabitants of the walled city would tear him and his colleagues to shreds!

"Mr. David, the tires have been punctured!"

The driver, huddled helplessly in the driver's seat, responded in this way.

Soon, David and his group discovered that hundreds of villagers, armed with long and short wooden sticks, had run over and surrounded the car, which had been smashed to pieces.

"Damn it, it's these foreigners!"

"You've done the dirty work and now you want to just walk away? What a joke!"

"I'm just a worthless life. Let me go to jail if I have to. I'll ask you all to take good care of my old mother. I'm going to wipe out these white bastards today!"

"The law doesn't punish everyone. Let's all go together. If all we can do is let the cops arrest us and put us all in jail!"

"What kind of bullshit law is this? My ancestors participated in the Boxer Rebellion in Tianjin."

He killed so many foreigners back then, why can't I kill them?

……

Hearing the shouts and curses coming from all directions, David's face was filled with extreme horror.

Before he could react, the enraged residents of the walled city had already surrounded him and worked together to overturn the Mercedes.

Then someone reached in through the shattered car window to open the car door.

The driver, clutching his head, huddled in the overturned cab, hurriedly begging for mercy from a group of villagers.

"Neighbors, this has nothing to do with me!"

I also come from a public housing estate; I'm just a driver!

No one paid him any attention; the group of irritable walled city residents had a very clear objective.

After opening the car door, they pulled David and Andrei out.

"Fuck! Fuck! Do you guys have no respect for the law?"

Even as Andrei was dragged out, he continued to shout loudly, despite the fact that the residents of the walled city were completely out of control.

He was greeted by a flurry of flying sticks, and Andrei was knocked unconscious in less than two seconds.

But an enraged crowd still managed to squeeze in from outside, determined to give these foreigners a good beating.

The driver, huddled inside the car, felt a chill run down his spine. Judging by the current situation, it wouldn't be long before Andrei was beaten into a "Chaozhou hand-beaten beef ball" by this mob!

David, who had just been exposed, was equally terrified.

However, unlike Andrei's stubbornness before his death, he chose to close his eyes tightly and repeatedly make the sign of the cross with both hands towards his chest.

He kept repeating "Amen" in prayer, asking for God's protection.

Unfortunately, his God did not protect him.

The sound of his skull cracking was the last sound David ever heard in his life.

……

When members of the nearby mobile unit arrived after receiving the report, two corpses that could only be described as 'minced meat' were already lying on the side of the road.

Several hundred residents of the fortified village remained seated by the roadside, their eyes gleaming with menacing intent as they stared at the mobile unit members who were about to come and question them.

For a moment, the members of the mobile unit dared not move forward, and some had already taken out walkie-talkies and started calling for support.

"What are you looking at? It was your godfather who did it!"

Arrest me if you must!"

The moment the walkie-talkie was picked up, a hothead jumped out with a wooden stick and yelled at the PTU team.

"You son of a bitch, I'm the one who killed him, arrest me if you want!"

I traded my life for two foreigners, that's more than enough!

"Arrest me!"

"I did it!"

……

The crowd stirred again, startling the mobile unit members who retreated repeatedly.

When the entire West Kowloon task force was mobilized to reinforce the area, they were at a loss for what to do when faced with nearly a thousand citizens who confessed to murder.

We can't just arrest all of them and take them back, can we?

Who has the guts to issue an order to arrest someone?

This is already a highly sensitive case. If the police take away all the residents of the Walled City for the first time, who will dare to step forward and take responsibility?

The Hong Kong British government didn't want order, but the British side still wanted to save face!

Thus, this case, which had garnered significant public attention, ended in an even more tragic manner.

……

It was a little past 6:10 PM in the villa area halfway up Bijia Mountain.

Li Wenbin personally drove to the entrance of He Yaozong's villa.

After explaining their purpose, a short while later, someone came out and led Li Wenbin into the reception room on the second floor of Villa A.

He Yaozong had been waiting on the sofa for a long time.

"Officer Lee, would you like some tea?"

"not in the mood!"

"That's fine, I wasn't in the mood anyway, since I didn't prepare anything for you!"

He Yaozong smiled and then invited Li Wenbin to sit down.

He spoke again: "I have fully cooperated with your Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, and all the stalls in Luen Shing have behaved themselves."

When are you planning to release us and so many others from Luen Shing, the police force that has detained us?

"Surely I'm not supposed to go and pay bail to each of them individually?"

Li Wenbin suppressed his anger and spoke.

"We need to wait for the police department's notification regarding when the people will be released."

"Ho Yiu-chung, do you know what crime you'd be charged with for killing the head of the Political Department?"

"It's nothing more than life imprisonment. Wasn't the death penalty for ringing heads in Hong Kong abolished a long time ago?"

"Then do you know what crime it is to instigate the residents of the walled city to kill the head of the political department?"

He Yao suppressed his smile and looked coldly at Li Wenbin.