Courtyard House: First, kill the hypocrites, leave none alive.

Anthony looked at her.

"What do you want me to help you with?"

Xie Wanying said, "Help me find out some information."

Anthony's eyes narrowed.

"What news?"

Xie Wanying said, "What's going on at the police station? Who's investigating which case? Who's keeping an eye on whom?"

Anthony was silent for a few seconds.

He looked at Xie Wanying.

"Ms. Xie,"

He said, "Do you know what you're saying?"

Xie Wanying nodded.

"Know."

Anthony said, "That's illegal."

Xie Wanying smiled.

"Mr. An, is it illegal for you to give away money for a diamond ring?"

Anthony's expression changed.

He looked at Xie Wanying, his eyes flashing with complex emotions—shock, wariness, and a hint of admiration.

This woman is indeed extraordinary.

She already knew.

He deliberately revealed the information about the arms deal.

I knew he was taking kickbacks.

I know what kind of person he is.

"Ms. Xie,"

He spoke, his voice hoarse, "You really are..."

Xie Wanying interrupted him.

"Mr. An," she said, "you don't need to say anything more."

She picked up her wine glass.

"We're on the same path."

Anthony was silent for a few seconds.

Then he laughed.

The smile was brief, fleeting in the candlelight.

He picked up his wine glass.

I bumped into Xie Wanying.

"Ms. Xie," he said, "it's been a pleasure working with you."

Xie Wanying smiled.

The two drank it all in one gulp.

-

downstairs.

Xie Wanying walked out of the restaurant.

A night breeze blew by, carrying a hint of coolness.

She stood at the doorway, looking at the night sky.

Anthony agreed.

After that, she had informants in the police station.

She smiled.

The smile was brief, fleeting in the night.

She walked toward the car.

I opened the car door and got in.

"drive."

Aheifa drives the car.

The car slowly drove away and disappeared into the night.

Golden Princess Nightclub, third-floor office.

Afternoon sunlight streamed through the blinds, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow inside the room.

The faint sounds of the bustling city outside the window could be heard, but after being separated by glass, only a muffled buzzing could be heard.

Chen Feng sat behind his desk, holding an account book in his hand, but didn't open it.

His gaze was fixed on the window, but he saw nothing in his eyes.

The skinny monkey stood in front of him, holding a few sheets of paper in his hand.

"Big Steel Bro,"

He began, "We've investigated Mr. Zhou thoroughly."

Chen Feng withdrew his gaze and looked at him.

"explain."

Skinny Monkey glanced at the paper in his hand.

"Mr. Zhou's original name was Zhou Yongling. He used to be the owner of a shipping company, doing maritime business on a considerable scale."

He paused.

"Later, I don't know why, it went bankrupt. The company went out of business, leaving behind a mountain of debt. And then it just disappeared."

Chen Feng's eyes twitched slightly.

"Disappeared?"

The skinny monkey nodded.

"Yes. He disappeared for a few years. When he reappeared, he was on Hong Kong Island, hanging out with Yuen Hung."

Chen Feng remained silent for a few seconds.

He looked at the skinny monkey.

"Follow Ruan Xiong?"

Skinny Monkey said, "Yes. He's Ruan Xiong's contact person in Hong Kong Island. He's in charge of handling things here for Ruan Xiong, gathering information, and facilitating transactions."

Chen Feng nodded.

"Anything else?"

The skinny monkey said, "He had a wife who used to be a dancer; she was quite beautiful. She ran off with someone else. He has a son, who went to study in England."

Chen Feng leaned back in his chair.

Zhou Yongling.

The owner of the shipping company.

Bankrupt.

disappear.

Follow Ruan Xiong.

This person is in trouble.

"Continue the investigation."

Chen Feng said, "Find out exactly why he went bankrupt and why he disappeared."

The skinny monkey nodded.

"clear."

He put those papers away.

Then he looked up at Chen Feng.

"Brother Da Gang, there's one more thing."

Chen Feng looked at him.

"explain."

Skinny Monkey looked rather unwell.

"Yan Tong said he wants to raise the fees."

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes.

"improve?"

The skinny monkey nodded.

"Yes. Each venue gets an extra 30% every month."

Chen Feng didn't say anything.

He did the math.

Golden Princess, New World, and those noodle stalls, brothels, and gambling dens on the east side of Yau Ma Tei.

The fees paid each month are not a small amount.

Add another 30%—

The skinny monkey looked at him.

"Brother Da Gang, this is the third time."

Chen Feng certainly knew.

Yan Tong was a greedy man.

The first time the regulatory fee was mentioned was more than six months ago.

The second time was three months ago.

Now it's happening a third time.

Chen Feng stood up.

I walked to the window.

He turned his back to the skinny monkey.

Looking out the window at the street.

"What did he say?"

Skinny Monkey said, "They sent someone to deliver a message. They said the higher-ups are cracking down hard lately, and expenses are high, so they want us to be understanding."

Chen Feng sneered.

"Are they cracking down hard?"

He turned around.

Look at the skinny monkey.

"He used that phrase three times."

The skinny monkey nodded.

"Yes. It's the same excuse every time."

Chen Feng walked back to his desk and sat down again.

He looked at the skinny monkey.

"What did you reply?"

The skinny monkey said, "I can't make that decision myself; I need to report to you."

Chen Feng nodded.

He remained silent for a few seconds.

Then he spoke.

Tell him no.

The skinny monkey was stunned for a moment.

"Big Steel Bro?"

Chen Feng said, "If you want to increase the fees, have him come to me in person to talk to me."

The skinny monkey's expression changed slightly.

"Brother Da Gang, Yan Tong is a detective. If he comes in person—"

Chen Feng looked at him.

"What? Scared?"

The skinny monkey shook his head.

"It's not that I'm afraid. I mean, what if he comes and we can't reach an agreement—"

Chen Feng interrupted him.

If we can't reach an agreement, then we can't reach an agreement.

The skinny monkey opened his mouth as if to say something, but didn't.

He looked at Chen Feng, at that expressionless face.

He knew that once Brother Dagang made up his mind, no one could dissuade him.

"Yes," he said. "I'll go and get back to him right away."

He turned to leave.

"etc."

The skinny monkey stopped in his tracks.

Chen Feng looked at him.

"The exact words."

He said, "I told him that if he wanted to raise the fees, he should come and talk to me in person. That bastard."

The skinny monkey was stunned for a moment.

Then he nodded.

"clear."

He pushed open the door and went out.

The door closed behind me.

The room fell silent.

Chen Feng leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling.

Yan Tong.

The regulatory fees were raised three times.

My appetite is getting bigger and bigger.

This time, we can't spoil him anymore.

-

Yau Ma Tei, Police Station.

The detective's office.

Yan Tong sat behind his desk, holding a document in his hand, and was flipping through it.

The door was pushed open.

An undercover officer walked in.

"Master Yan, Princess Jin has replied."

Yan Tong raised his head.

"How so?"

The plainclothes officer said, "They said no. They want you to go talk to them in person."

Yan Tong narrowed his eyes.

"Go in person?"

The plainclothes officer nodded.

"Yes. His exact words were—'If you want to raise fees, come talk to me in person.' That bastard."

Yan Tong's expression changed.

He looked at the plainclothes officer.

"Is that what they said?"

The plainclothes officer nodded.

"Yes. Exactly."

Yan Tong remained silent for a few seconds.

He put the document down.

Leaning back in the chair.

"That Yankee,"

He muttered, "Quite bold."

The plainclothes officers stood there, not daring to speak.

Yan Tong waved his hand.

"Go down."

The plainclothes officers quickly withdrew.

The door closed behind me.

Yan Tong sat there, looking out the window.

He remembered that Northerner.

One person killed fifteen Tyrannosaurus Rex's men.

One person forced Uncle Quan to run away.

One person scared Snake King Can so much that he wet his pants.

Now, they dare to challenge him again.

Yan Tong gave a cold laugh.

"interesting."

He picked up the phone and dialed a number.

The call was connected.

"Ah Quan, come here."