Hong Kong variety show: From being bitten by a cockroach to becoming a legend

Chapter 165 Blocking the Door

"Obstructing official business?" Airplane scoffed. "Officer, you can't just say whatever you want. We were standing in front of our own company, behaving ourselves, not fighting or causing trouble. How is that obstructing official business? You're the ones trying to force your way into private property! Besides—"

He deliberately drew out his words, his gaze sweeping over Richard and the fully armed police officers behind him, his tone laced with sarcasm: "If there really were any robbers or explosions inside, do you think our thousands of brothers from the Zhengxing Society are pushovers? We would have taken care of it ourselves long ago. Why would we need you officers working overtime so late at night? Maybe some people with ulterior motives are trying to use this opportunity to cause trouble and frame us law-abiding citizens!"

"You—!" Richard was speechless for a moment. He knew that it was pointless to reason with these tough guys about the law, but what if he forced his way through? There were too many of them. If a conflict broke out, the consequences would be unimaginable. It would definitely turn into a large-scale police-triad conflict that would shock the entire city of Hong Kong, and he, as the commander, would have to step down on the spot!

Just as the two sides were deadlocked and Richard was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, inside the main building, Song Zhaowen was sitting leisurely in his office with a satellite phone in front of him.

He dialed Huang Jieyi's number.

The phone rang a few times before being answered, and Huang Jieyi's sleepy voice came through: "Feed? Who is this?"

"Miss Huang, it's me, Song Zhaowen. I'm sorry to disturb your rest so late."

Upon hearing that it was Song Zhaowen calling, Huang Jieyi instantly perked up.

Every time he calls, there's something big to report.

How much trouble have they caused in just a few days?

First came the Galaxy Casino God of Gamblers Showdown, then came the public provocation of robbers across Hong Kong.

This is definitely a restless man.

"Mr. Song, why are you calling so late? Is it those robbers...?"

""

"Miss Huang guessed correctly, those bastards did come knocking on our door."

"What?!" Huang Jieyi exclaimed in shock on the other end of the phone, "They really went?! That three hundred million in cash—"

"The money is fine, and my brother is also alright." Song Zhaowen changed the subject: "However, Miss Huang, during the process of subduing the robbers, we discovered something—something unbelievable."

"What's going on?" Huang Jieyi's heart jumped. Her professional instincts told her that this might be even more explosive news than the robbery!

"We've caught the ringleader of the robbers, a young man named 'Azu.'"

"And his true identity—after our friendly conversation—he admitted that he was Kwan Cho, the biological son of Superintendent Richard, the commander of the West Kowloon Regional Headquarters."

"boom!"

The news hit Huang Jieyi like a bomb, leaving her stunned and her hand holding the phone trembling. "Mr. Song—Mr. Song, are you—are you sure? This—how is this possible?! Superintendent Richard's son is the ringleader of the robbers?!"

"I also hope it's a mistake," Song Zhaowen sighed, his tone filled with heartache and bewilderment. "But the facts are undeniable. This Ah Zu is equipped with advanced weaponry that even the police might not have, has undergone rigorous military training, and knows the city's underground pipe network like the back of his hand—if he didn't have a father in a high-ranking position in the police force, where would a young man like him get all this stuff? And how do you explain how their previous operations always managed to precisely evade police deployments? Miss Huang, don't you think—it's too much of a coincidence?"

He paused deliberately, allowing Huang Jieyi time to process the information, before continuing in a leading tone, "I'm even starting to suspect that the armored truck robbery on Ma Jixian Gorge might also be—after all, that case is still unsolved, the robbers vanished without a trace. And Superintendent Richard doesn't seem very enthusiastic about investigating it. Plus, his son is now—"

He didn't finish his sentence, but the implication was clear enough—Richard and his son might be a criminal family that "colludes with the police and criminals, and has connections in both the legal and illegal worlds!"

Huang Jieyi's breathing became rapid. My God! If this were true, it would be the most sensational police scandal in Hong Kong's history! The son of the West Kowloon commander is a notorious gang leader! The dark secrets that might be uncovered—she could almost imagine the uproar this news would cause!

"Song--Song Sheng, what do you need me to do?" Huang Jieyi forced herself to calm down.

On the other end of the phone, Song Zhaowen laughed heartily: "Of course, you journalists should use your conscience to expose this!"

"I...I need to think about it, and I also need to report to the station—"

"Of course, Miss Huang, I'm informing you first because we're old acquaintances, but time waits for no one."

"Superintendent Richard is right outside my door, trying to come in and take control of the scene. If they get to 'control' the witnesses first, or if 'accidentally' the witnesses disappear—then this secret might be buried forever."

"clear!"

Song Zhaowen hung up the phone.

Unlike the previous Deng Weitao incident, directly exposing Deng Weitao's videotape would overturn the entire police force and provoke a fierce backlash from everyone in uniform. Exposing Ah Zu's matter would only bring down Richard, who already had a lot of complaints from the police leadership because of the last incident. If it weren't for his connections in the UK, he would have been fired long ago.

This time, Ah Zu was captured alive; it was his son! It's his personal matter and has little to do with the police force. Some high-ranking officials, like Lau Kit-fai, might even be happy about it.

"Obstructing official business?" Airplane scoffed. "Officer, you can't just say whatever you want. We were standing in front of our own company, behaving ourselves, not fighting or causing trouble. How is that obstructing official business? You're the ones trying to force your way into private property! Besides—"

He deliberately drew out his words, his gaze sweeping over Richard and the fully armed police officers behind him, his tone laced with sarcasm: "If there really were any robbers or explosions inside, do you think our thousands of brothers from the Zhengxing Society are pushovers? We would have taken care of it ourselves long ago. Why would we need you officers working overtime so late at night? Maybe some people with ulterior motives are trying to use this opportunity to cause trouble and frame us law-abiding citizens!"

"You—!" Richard was speechless for a moment. He knew that it was pointless to reason with these tough guys about the law, but what if he forced his way through? There were too many of them. If a conflict broke out, the consequences would be unimaginable. It would definitely turn into a large-scale police-triad conflict that would shock the entire city of Hong Kong, and he, as the commander, would have to step down on the spot!

Just as the two sides were deadlocked and Richard was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, inside the main building, Song Zhaowen was sitting leisurely in his office with a satellite phone in front of him.

He dialed Huang Jieyi's number.

The phone rang a few times before being answered, and Huang Jieyi's sleepy voice came through: "Feed? Who is this?"

"Miss Huang, it's me, Song Zhaowen. I'm sorry to disturb your rest so late."

Upon hearing that it was Song Zhaowen calling, Huang Jieyi instantly perked up.

Every time he calls, there's something big to report.

How much trouble have they caused in just a few days?

First came the Galaxy Casino God of Gamblers Showdown, then came the public provocation of robbers across Hong Kong.

This is definitely a restless man.

"Mr. Song, why are you calling so late? Is it those robbers?"

""

"Miss Huang guessed correctly, those bastards did come knocking on our door."

"What?!" Huang Jieyi exclaimed in shock on the other end of the phone, "They really went?! That three hundred million in cash—"

"The money is fine, and my brother is also alright." Song Zhaowen changed the subject: "However, Miss Huang, during the process of subduing the robbers, we discovered something—something unbelievable."

"What's going on?" Huang Jieyi's heart jumped. Her professional instincts told her that this might be even more explosive news than the robbery!

"We've caught the ringleader of the robbers, a young man named 'Azu.'"

"And his true identity—after our friendly conversation—he admitted that he was Kwan Cho, the biological son of Superintendent Richard, the commander of the West Kowloon Regional Headquarters."

"boom!"

The news hit Huang Jieyi like a bomb, leaving her stunned and her hand holding the phone trembling. "Mr. Song—Mr. Song, are you—are you sure? This—how is this possible?! Superintendent Richard's son is the ringleader of the robbers?!"

"I also hope it's a mistake," Song Zhaowen sighed, his tone filled with heartache and bewilderment. "But the facts are undeniable. This Ah Zu is equipped with advanced weaponry that even the police might not have, has undergone rigorous military training, and knows the city's underground pipe network like the back of his hand—if he didn't have a father in a high-ranking position in the police force, where would a young man like him get all this stuff? And how do you explain how their previous operations always managed to precisely evade police deployments? Miss Huang, don't you think—it's too much of a coincidence?"

He paused deliberately, allowing Huang Jieyi time to process the information, before continuing in a leading tone, "I'm even starting to suspect that the armored truck robbery on Ma Jixian Gorge might also be—after all, that case is still unsolved, the robbers vanished without a trace. And Superintendent Richard doesn't seem very enthusiastic about investigating it. Plus, his son is now—"

He didn't finish his sentence, but the implication was clear enough: the Richards might be a criminal family that "colluded with the police and had connections in both the legal and illegal worlds"!

Huang Jieyi's breathing became rapid. My God! If this were true, it would be the most sensational police scandal in Hong Kong's history! The son of the West Kowloon commander is a notorious gang leader! The dark secrets that might be uncovered—she could almost imagine the uproar this news would cause!

On the other end of the phone, Song Zhaowen laughed heartily: "Of course, you journalists should use your conscience to expose this!"

"I...I need to think about it, and I also need to report to the station—"

"Of course, Miss Huang, I'm informing you first because we're old acquaintances, but time waits for no one."

"Superintendent Richard is right outside my door, trying to come in and take control of the scene. If they get to 'control' the witnesses first, or if the witnesses 'accidentally' disappear—then this secret might be buried forever."

"clear!"