Hong Kong film: The cop backs down, the ladies beg me to check his license.

He suddenly sighed, "Ye Tian handled the case brilliantly. It's a pity he's not a policeman."

Chan Yan-kin smiled wryly: "They're big businessmen, how could they possibly do such a grueling job as police officers? At every banquet at the Governor's House, they're the honored guests, while we're the ones standing guard in military uniforms."

Huang Bingyao gave a heavy snort and didn't say anything.

Fearing that the boss might take his anger out on his subordinates, Chen Xinjian quickly made an excuse: "Triads have a natural advantage in gathering information. Those short mules are from the bottom of society; they can infiltrate every nook and cranny. They have people in even the most remote places. Ye Tian is a big boss in Hung Hing; the small-time thugs naturally trust him and are willing to talk to him."

"Unlike us, when a criminal case comes up and we want to investigate, we often know nothing. Who in a gang wants to get involved with the police? You might be mistaken for an informant, and the gang might think you're an undercover agent, and you wouldn't even know how you died. These days there's not much surveillance, so it's troublesome to investigate."

Huang Bingyao gave him an annoyed look: "Do you think I'm that kind of person who can't distinguish right from wrong? I'm not a newly appointed chief superintendent; I climbed up from the bottom."

He said sternly, "Order the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) to closely monitor the movements of all triads and absolutely prevent any large-scale gang warfare. If it does happen, the Special Operations Company and the riot police will be deployed immediately. No large-scale conflict is allowed in my jurisdiction."

Chen Xinjian stood at attention: "Yes, sir!"

Huang Bingyao waved his hand: "Ye Tian is decisive and efficient. This guy has the common problem of big shots! He doesn't have much patience. Tell Yuan Haoyun and the others to hurry up. The Ni family can't stay for too long."

Chen Xinjian replied, "Don't worry, I'll urge them immediately."

Huang Bingyao sighed softly, "I hope so."

...

The news that Ye Tian had canceled his 25 million bonus spread like wildfire throughout the martial arts world. Leaders and hall masters of various gangs were all filled with surprise and uncertainty.

No secrets stay hidden forever. Many triads already know that someone received a huge bonus from Ye Tian. In other words, Hung Hing has most likely found the real culprit who killed Si B.

It's unbelievable that they solved such a difficult family annihilation case so quickly. But that's the truth.

Hung Hing is one of the top ten triad societies in the underworld, with over 50,000 members. If they were truly determined to take revenge, many other triads wouldn't be able to withstand them. Especially since they have a legitimate reason for their actions—"avenging their brothers"—they naturally garner support from the underworld. Aren't triad members all about "loyalty and righteousness"?

Many leaders became nervous and immediately ordered self-investigations, fearing that the culprit might be within their own organizations, which would be a much bigger problem.

Many bigwigs who had connections with the Hung Hing triad leaders also called to sound out his intentions.

...

Thirteen Sister hung up the phone and frowned at Han Bin on the other end: "Hasn't Ah Tian sent any word yet?"

Han Bin shook his head: "Ah Tian is someone who does big things, and he keeps his mouth shut. To find out who killed Xi B, we'll probably have to wait for the Juyi Hall to hold a meeting."

Thirteen Sister complained, "They didn't even tell us, the hall masters? Isn't that too much of a formality?"

Han Bin didn't think much of it: "Among the twelve leaders of Hung Hing, there are eight hundred cunning individuals combined. Who can guarantee that no one will leak information? When Chiang Sheng had Little B kill Ba Bi, did he tell the other leaders? Wasn't it because he was afraid that Handsome Kun, who was on good terms with Ba Bi, would leak it to Tung Sing?"

Thirteen Sister smiled and said, "You wouldn't believe that Handsome Kun was behind Little B's affair, would you?"

Han Bin shook his head immediately: "Impossible. What is Ba Bi? Is he worth Liang Kun risking breaking family rules to kill? It's not worth it. Even Dongxing isn't bothered, why would Liang Kun bother to stand up for him?"

Thirteen Sister thought about it and agreed.

Han Bin leaned closer and lowered his voice: "My men saw Dafei and Greyhound take Fatty Li to the beach."

Thirteen Sister's eyes widened: "Fatty Li is running away?"

Han Bin rolled his eyes: "Dafei and Greyhound don't have a good relationship with Fatty Li... My men said that after they went to the beach, they set a big fire."

Thirteen Sister exclaimed, "Destroy the evidence? Fatty Lai killed Little B's whole family?"

Han Bin toyed with his wine glass: "Judging from the time, Fatty Li didn't have that ability."

Thirteen Sister nodded: "That's right. The day before Little B died, Fatty Li Gang was crippled by Ye Tian, ​​and all his confidants were hospitalized. He himself was also severely injured by us and couldn't even stand up. He didn't have the ability to plan the massacre of the whole family."

Suddenly, something occurred to her, and her eyes lit up: "Could it be that Fatty Li colluded with outsiders?"

Han Bin shrugged: "That should be it. In any case, Fatty Li is dead, which is revenge for Little B. The rest is not our concern. That's for Mr. Jiang to worry about."

Thirteen Sister frowned: "Has Fatty Li lost his mind? How dare he collude with outsiders to kill a fellow sect leader?"

Han Bin explained, "It's simple. Little B is Jiang Sheng's most trusted iron bar. Under what circumstances would someone preemptively target the dragon head's iron bar?"

Thirteen Sister suddenly realized, "I didn't expect Fatty Li to be so ambitious, daring to set his sights on the leader." She was a little annoyed, "If I had known he was this kind of scum, I should have kicked him a few more times back in the Hall of Righteousness, preferably smashed his balls!"

Upon hearing this, Han Bin inexplicably felt a chill in his lower body and instinctively squeezed his legs together.

Thirteen Sister changed the subject: "What about that money laundering thing that Handsome Kun mentioned before? Do you think it's worth pursuing?"

Han Bin spoke frankly: "It's very promising. I have a huge need for it. My business is different from yours; it involves large sums of cash, and without a legitimate money laundering channel, it's too inconvenient to spend. If there's a stable channel, I'll support it 100%."

Thirteen Sister then asked, "Does my business on Portland Street need it?"

Han Bin shrugged: "Anyone involved in organized crime needs to launder money. And the sooner the better. Movies and such are secondary; the key is the money laundering channels. The most important thing is to have channels firmly under your own control."

"To be honest, you're not as urgency-driven as us. At least the businesses on Portland Street can keep some accounts to deal with inspections."

Thirteen Sister had an idea in mind and then asked, "Now that two Hung Hing branches are vacant, do you think we have a chance to compete for them?"

Han Bin chuckled: "You actually had that idea in mind?"

Thirteen Sister replied matter-of-factly, "Territory, the more the better, who wouldn't want more?"

Han Bin put away his joke and said seriously, "I suggest you don't even think about it. Both of these branches already have owners."

Thirteen Sister frowned: "You're taken?"

Han Bin slowly explained, "Usually when a gang leader dies, the position is inherited by one of his top lieutenants. Take Causeway Bay for example, it should have been chosen from among the top lieutenants under Siu B. But he didn't have any decent subordinates, just Chan Ho-nam, who was even thrown into international waters by Chiang Sheng."

"Logically, this is an opportunity that other hall masters should be vying for. However, the position of the Causeway Bay hall master is almost certainly going to Ye Tian; no one else can even think about it."

Thirteen Sister asked, puzzled, "Why? Don't we need the head of the hall to elect them?"

Han Bin said slowly and deliberately, "The massacre of the entire family by Xi B happened in the early morning and was solved before evening. Ye Tian spent 25 million in bonuses to investigate this case. Two million is enough to elect a leader for Wo Shing Wo. 25 million, isn't that enough to replace a branch leader?"

Thirteen Sister was speechless.

Han Bin said confidently, "No one in Causeway Bay is qualified to be the leader except for Ye Tian. This is Jiang Sheng rewarding him for his contributions. Even if the other leaders have objections, it's useless. Anyone willing to throw 25 million into the case of Siu B can take this position."

"Besides, everyone else can compete for it, but you can't."

Thirteen Sister retorted, "Why can't I?"

Han Bin looked at her and said, "You owe Ye Tian and Liang Kun a favor."

Thirteen Sister has lost her voice. That's right, she owes a favor in Mong Kok. Favors are the most expensive debts; once incurred, they're very difficult to repay.

Han Bin added, "Leaving aside your past relationships with them, just remember how they helped you get to your position; you should be grateful for that. It's not wrong to want to fight for profits, but if you ruin your reputation, no one will want to cooperate with you in the future."

Thirteen Sister sighed, "What about North Point? Surely we can compete for North Point, right?"

Han Bin shrugged: "North Point, naturally it belongs to Dafei and Greyhound; they have to choose one. Aren't they the two most capable in North Point's backing?"

"Put everything away properly, and come with me to accompany Mr. Jiang to our meeting."

Young Kun stubbed out the cigar, which had burned out completely, in the crystal ashtray. The cigarette butt made a soft "sizzle" sound, and the embers were instantly extinguished.

His tone was decisive and left no room for argument. His sharp gaze swept over Ye Tian, ​​who was slumped on the sofa, and Lin Fu and the others standing to the side, carrying a clear sense of summons.

Ye Tian lay sprawled on the leather sofa, his limbs outstretched, his whole body as limp as a boneless lump of mud. His eyelids drooped lazily, as if he didn't even want to lift them, and his tone was full of languid reluctance.

"Isn't it enough for you and Chen Yao to go alone? Did you really need to invite me along?"

"I'd like to take a nap here and recharge."

Liang Kun shrugged helplessly, walked over to Ye Tian, ​​bent down, and patted his shoulder heavily with a force that left no room for refusal.