Hong Kong variety show: Hung Hing, are you contributing to society?

The anti-gang task force held a meeting at 2 PM.

Chen Yongren arrived at the meeting room ten minutes early, but was stopped by someone.

They said it wasn't his turn to enter yet.

Police officers came in one after another, and when they saw him, they all chose to walk away, as if they wanted to stay far away from him.

At exactly 2:00 PM, Huang Zhicheng walked in with a man in his fifties with gray hair.

The man was wearing the uniform of a senior superintendent, with three stars on his epaulets.

"Chief." Everyone stood up.

"Sit down." The director waved his hand and sat down in the main seat.

Huang Zhicheng sat to his left.

The meeting began. The main focus was on analyzing several recent organized crime activities and discussing countermeasures.

Chen Yongren listened attentively, trying hard to remember everyone's name and role.

Halfway through his speech, the commissioner suddenly looked at Chen Yongren and asked, "You're Chen Yongren?"

"Yes, Director."

"Yes, young and promising." The chief nodded. "It's not easy to have been undercover for so many years. Keep up the good work; the police force needs people like you."

"Thank you, Director."

The director didn't say anything more and continued the meeting.

But just that one sentence warmed Chen Yongren's heart.

In the latter half of the meeting, the discussion began with Lin Yaodong.

"Lam Yiu-tung has been making a lot of moves lately," a police officer reported. "He's vying for a district councilor seat in Causeway Bay and has already made it onto the voter list. Moreover, his 'Yiu-tung Property Management Company' recently took over renovation projects for three old buildings in Causeway Bay, reportedly at a price 30% lower than the market rate."

"Where did he get so much money?" Huang Zhicheng asked.

"I don't know. But the tax authorities checked, and his company's accounts are very clean; every transaction is recorded."

"Clean?" Huang Zhicheng sneered. "A triad boss with clean accounts? You're kidding me."

"But we really can't find anything wrong," the officer said helplessly.

"Continue the investigation," the commissioner said. "Lin Yaodong is no ordinary man. He used to be a henchman of Hung Hing boss B, and I've heard he did everything from murder to drug trafficking. Now he's suddenly gone clean, doing charity work and running for councilor. He must have a bigger scheme up his sleeve."

"Yes."

"Furthermore," Huang Zhicheng looked at Chen Yongren, "Chen Yongren, you used to be Lin Yaodong's subordinate, so you know him quite well. Tell me, what do you think his next move will be?"

All eyes were on Chen Yongren.

There was anticipation, there was doubt, and there was spectatorship.

Chen Yongren took a deep breath and stood up.

"Based on my understanding of Dong...Lin Yaodong, he has three characteristics in doing things: First, he plans carefully before acting and doesn't do things he's not sure of; second, he values ​​his reputation, especially his word-of-mouth among the lower classes; and third, he is very generous to his subordinates, but demands absolute loyalty."

He wanted to integrate into the police force as quickly and as thoroughly as possible.

He paused, then continued, "His first step in running for councilor is definitely to continue building his reputation. Doing charity work and helping his neighbors are his usual methods. But I suspect his real purpose is to use his legal status to launder his previous ill-gotten gains, while simultaneously expanding his influence to pave the way for bigger business in the future."

"What bigger business?" the director asked.

"I don't know," Chen Yongren shook his head. "Lin Yaodong never tells anyone his full plans. But I suspect he might want to get involved in the real estate market..."

Chen Yongren seemed to have said something, but he also seemed to have said nothing at all.

Silence fell over the meeting room.

Everyone knows that it would be a disgrace to the police if a gangster were to be laundered into a legitimate businessman, or even become a member of parliament.

"So we must find evidence of his crimes before he gains power," Huang Zhicheng concluded. "Chen Yongren, this task is assigned to you. You and Liu Jianming will form a team, specifically responsible for investigating Lin Yaodong."

"Me?" Chen Yongren was stunned.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Huang Zhicheng looked at him.

"No." Chen Yongren stood at attention.

But he knew in his heart how difficult this task was.

Even deep down, he didn't think Lin Yaodong was a bad person...

Moreover... sending him to investigate Lin Yaodong is tantamount to sending him to deal with his former boss.

Although they each served their own masters, it was still difficult to get past the mental hurdle.

After the meeting, Chen Yongren walked out of the conference room.

Liu Jianming caught up and patted him on the shoulder: "From now on, we'll be partners. Have a great time working together."

"It's a pleasure working with you." Chen Yongren forced a smile.

"Don't overthink it," Liu Jianming said. "Our duty as police officers is to catch bad guys. You know better than I do whether Lin Yaodong is a bad guy or not."

Chen Yongren nodded with a fake smile.

"I'll go organize the data first," Chen Yongren said.

"Okay, I'm going to get busy too. How about we have dinner together tonight? I know a good tea restaurant."

"Maybe next time. I need to go home and be with my wife tonight."

"Oh, what a fine man," Liu Jianming laughed. "Alright, then another day."

Chen Yongren returned to his seat and turned on his computer.

The screen displayed the police department's internal system. He entered his badge number and password to log in.

The desktop is very clean, with only a few folders.

He opened the folder named "Lin Yaodong," which contained all the information the police had collected about Lin Yaodong over the years.

Photos, files, case records…

He opened a photograph.

That photo was taken when Lin Yaodong took them to a restaurant for dinner.

In the photo, Lin Yaodong sits in the main seat with a big smile on his face.

Chen Yongren stood behind him, also smiling.

Su Jianqiu, Gao Jin, Xiao Fu, Jiang Xin... everyone was there.

Back then, they were still "brothers".

Chen Yongren stared at the photo for a long time, then turned it off.

He opened another folder, which contained Ah May's ultrasound photos.

That was taken last week; you can already see the child's outline.

He reached out and touched the screen, whispering, "Baby, Daddy's a policeman now. Stay healthy and strong, Daddy will protect you."

Outside the window, the sun was setting, and the entire city was bathed in golden afterglow.

Chen Yongren gazed into the distance, silently thinking: Brother Dong, I'm sorry. But I have to do this.

For Ah May, for the children, and for... the person I once was who swore an oath under the police flag.

.....

Su Jianqiu was released on bail at 3 p.m.

The lawyer completed the formalities and led him out of the police station.

The sunlight was a bit too bright, so Su Jianqiu raised her hand to shield her eyes.

After spending more than ten hours in the detention cell, his eyes had not yet adjusted to the light.

A black Mercedes was parked on the side of the road. The window rolled down, revealing Gao Jin's face.

"Ah Qiu, get in the car."

Su Jianqiu hesitated for a moment, then got into the back seat.

The lawyer didn't come along; the car started and merged into traffic.

"Brother Jin," Su Jianqiu greeted him softly.

Gao Jin glanced at him in the rearview mirror. "Are you alright?"

"It's nothing, they just asked me a few questions."

"What did you ask?"

"Ask about Brother Ren, ask about Brother Dong, ask about the gang," Su Jianqiu said. "If I say I don't know, there's nothing they can do."

Gao Jin nodded and said nothing more.

Silence fell over the car, broken only by the hum of the engine.

Su Jianqiu looked at the fleeting street scenes outside the window, her mind in turmoil.

He knew that from the moment Chen Yongren handcuffed him, some things could never be undone.

He didn't know why Chen Yongren did this. Was it really to protect him, or... did he have other motives?

Moreover, how long can he keep his undercover identity a secret?

Huang Zhicheng doesn't seem easy to fool; if the police investigate further, he is likely to be exposed.

"Brother Dong wants to see you," Gao Jin suddenly said.