Hong Kong variety show: The mastermind behind the scenes is emerging.

Kowloon, Yau Yat Tsuen, villas.

Having just finished a secret meeting with shipping magnate Bao and Mr. Huo that could change the future of Hong Kong, Lu Chen returned home feeling relaxed.

As I pushed open the bedroom door, a faint scent of rose perfume wafted out.

Sofia was wearing a burgundy silk nightgown, leaning lazily against the headboard, holding a telephone receiver in her hand, her long legs crossed, and occasionally letting out a few clear and melodious giggles.

"Really? That stubborn old man got so angry he was hospitalized? Hahaha... Serves him right! He's always picking on me!"

Sofia was clearly in a great mood, with a smile on her face.

Seeing Lu Chen come in, she said a few words in Italian into the phone, then hung up and opened her arms like a Persian cat asking for a hug.

"You're back?"

"Hmm," Lu Chen walked over, naturally put his arm around her waist, and pecked her red lips. "Who were you talking to on the phone? You seem so happy. Did my darling make a lot of money again?"

"Making money is a small matter," Sofia said, leaning into Lu Chen's arms, her fingers fiddling with the buttons on his shirt, a smug glint in her blue eyes. "It's those old guys from the Mafia who recently suffered a major setback!"

"Oh?"

Lu Chen became interested.

It's important to understand that Sofia, as the head of the Lubbers family, had previously co-founded the "High Table" with him and had been dedicated to integrating Europe's underworld. However, the traditional Italian Mafia had been the biggest obstacle in this process. Those old-school Mafia members were stubborn, conservative, and powerful, and there had been numerous clashes between the two sides over the past six months.

"Tell me, who has such great ability to make those ruthless mafia members suffer?" Lu Chen asked.

Sofia adjusted her posture to make herself more comfortable, and then began to describe the story vividly: "Do you know Mario, the second-in-command of the Mafia family, the 'Godfather' in charge of international smuggling? This guy wanted to expand into the Asian market recently, and he made contact with a smuggler in Hong Kong named Situ Buren, preparing to trade a batch of priceless top-quality diamonds."

"And guess what happened?" Sophia laughed heartily. "Before the deal even started, the diamonds were intercepted! It was a lone thief nicknamed 'King Kong.' This guy was incredibly skilled; he used high-tech methods to cause a huge ruckus, steal the diamonds, and then framed the white glove!"

"King Kong?" Upon hearing this name, Lu Chen raised an eyebrow slightly, and an image of Sam Hui with a bob haircut, agile movements, and a mischievous grin instantly appeared in his mind.

This plot... seems familiar.

"And then?" Lu Chen asked calmly.

"And of course, the Mafia wouldn't stand for it!" Sophia continued. "That was their key to opening up the Asian market. Losing the diamond would not only be a financial loss, but also a loss of face. So they sent their family's top assassin—the real 'white glove' himself—to Hong Kong to hunt down King Kong and retrieve the diamond."

"This white glove is infamous in Europe, never having failed before, but this time he's been caught off guard in Hong Kong!"

Sofia laughed until tears streamed down her face. "I heard the police found a Chinese detective from America, nicknamed 'Bald Detective.' Somehow, that Bald Detective teamed up with King Kong as his partner. These two not only outmaneuvered the White Gloves completely, but they also set a trap and caught him! Now that top hitman is sitting in Stanley Prison eating his fill! The Mafia got the news, and their second-in-command was so angry he had a stroke on the spot and is still in the ICU. This has completely shattered their international reputation."

Hearing this, Lu Chen was completely certain.

This is the plot of the classic action comedy "Aces Go Places," which once swept Hong Kong and broke box office records!

King Kong, Bald Detective, White Gloves...

Lu Chen's gaze gradually deepened.

If you were just watching a movie, it would undoubtedly be a hilarious comedy. But being in the real world, Lu Chen keenly sensed the opportunity within it.

According to the plot of "Aces Go Places 2," the Mafia will not let this go unpunished. After White Glove is captured, his brother, the super-powerful boss codenamed "Black Glove," will personally take action.

Moreover, this black glove is more difficult to deal with than the white glove. Not only is he richer, but he also possesses extremely extravagant black technology—the giant robot that appeared in the movie, capable of even launching missiles.

Although the robot in the movie looks a bit comical, in this world, if the Mafia really mastered this kind of heavy weaponry technology, it would be a huge threat to Sofia's "High Table".

"Sophia," Lu Chen tapped his fingers lightly on the bedside table, his mind racing, "If that's the case, there might be a good opportunity to get revenge on the Mafia later."

"What opportunity?" Sophia was taken aback.

"The Mafia is notoriously vengeful," Lu Chen analyzed. "The white glove was defeated in Hong Kong, and they lost face internationally, so they will definitely send even more powerful people to take revenge. If I'm not mistaken, the next wave will be the Mafia's true core fighting force."

"You mean..." Sophia's eyes sharpened, "they'll launch a full-scale attack?"

"Well, I don't know exactly how many will be used, but I do know that this will be when they are at their weakest."

Lu Chen's lips curled into a cold smile. "Since you want to unify the European underworld, then this is an opportunity."

Lu Chen grasped Sofia's hand and offered her advice: "Have someone closely monitor the movements in Italy. If they discover any signs of a large-scale troop movement or heavy equipment being transferred to Hong Kong Island, inform me immediately."

"As long as they dare to come to Hong Kong Island..." A cold glint flashed in Lu Chen's eyes, "this is my territory. I'll make sure they never leave. Then, with the Mafia's elite forces wiped out, you can..."

"Seize the opportunity and swallow it all up!" Sofia excitedly chimed in, flipping herself over to straddle Lu Chen, her eyes burning with desire. "Darling! You're my lucky charm! If we can take down the Mafia, the High Table will have complete control over Italy's smuggling and underground banks! Then, I can give you even more support!"

"That's a story for later," Lu Chen said with a mischievous grin, putting his arm around her waist. "Now, shouldn't we give your strategist a reward?"

"Yes, my king..."

Sofia, her eyes alluring, leaned down.

……

at the same time.

Wan Chai, Regional Police Station.

Although it was late at night, the lights were still on in the Major Crimes Unit's office.

"Hey! Baldy! I'm not having it!"

An exaggerated outburst of complaints shattered the seriousness of the police station.

A handsome man wearing a tight T-shirt and sporting a bob haircut was slumped in a chair, looking utterly dejected.

It was none other than the infamous master thief, King Kong.

Opposite him sat a bald, big-nosed detective speaking Cantonese with a heavy Taishan accent—the Bald Detective.

"What are you unhappy about?" The bald detective rubbed his smooth head, glaring at her, and said, "The white glove has been caught, the international arrest warrant has been dropped, you're a free man now! You should be thanking me!"

"Thanks my ass!" King Kong jumped up, pointing at the black velvet bag sealed in a safe on the table. "That bag of diamonds! I worked so hard to steal... no, to get them back from that swindler Situ Buren! And what did you do? You confiscated them?!"

"You know that's being handed over to the authorities!" the bald detective glared, his bull-like eyes wide. "That's stolen goods! It's going to be handed over to the court as evidence! Once the case is closed, if no one claims it, it'll definitely be handed over to the government. Give it to you? If I do, I'll become an accomplice!"

"What about the reward? There must be a bounty, right?" King Kong persisted.

"Yes! A banner! It says 'Good Citizen Award'! Do you want it?" The bald detective took a crumpled banner out of his drawer and threw it over.

"Damn! You think this stuff is edible?" King Kong tossed the banner back with disdain. "Forget it, I must have been incredibly unlucky to have met you. I'm leaving! Don't bother me with this kind of nonsense again!"

After saying that, King Kong jumped off the table, casually tidied his hair, and prepared to leave.

"Hey! Wait a minute!" the bald detective called out to him. "Where are you going?"

"Go pick up girls! Or are you going to stay here and spend the night with a bald guy like you?" King Kong rolled his eyes. "By the way, tell that fierce tomboy to stop staring at me. I'm a reformed citizen now."

Watching King Kong's departing figure, the bald detective helplessly rubbed his smooth head.

"That damn bastard... but we really owe him a lot this time."

The bald detective sighed and turned to look at the silver safe on his desk.

The bag of diamonds that was snatched from the white glove was locked there.

Valuable.

"Third Brother! Come in here for a moment!" the bald detective called out.

The door opened, and a middle-aged police officer who looked honest and unassuming walked in.

"Sir, what is it?"

Third Brother is a seasoned veteran in the police station, usually in charge of managing the evidence room.

"This bag of diamonds is important evidence. Take it to the evidence room and lock it up. Remember, no one except the chief and me is allowed to touch it." The bald detective pushed the safe forward and solemnly instructed, "This is something that the white glove was willing to risk his life for. The Mafia is definitely watching it."

"Yes, sir, don't worry."

Third Brother took the safe and gave a simple, honest salute.

However, when he walked out of the office and reached the corner of the corridor, Third Brother stopped.

He looked around to make sure no one was nearby.

He looked down at the safe in his arms, and a chilling greed gradually emerged in his originally honest eyes.

"A bag of diamonds..."

Third Brother swallowed hard, his fingers gently stroking the cold metal casing of the safe.

"If I had this bag of diamonds..."

Third Brother's breathing became rapid.

He recalled the month's salary he had lost at the mahjong parlor a few days ago, the look in his wife's eyes as she complained about not being able to afford a new house, and the phone call from the underground money lender demanding repayment.

With this bag of diamonds, he could travel far and wide, to South America, to Japan, and live a life like a god.

However, the third brother did not act immediately, but instead obediently carried the diamond and continued walking towards the evidence room.

He needs to make a good plan...

In that dimly lit corridor, his back appeared somewhat hunched, but his steps were unusually heavy.

The moment the iron door to the evidence room closed, a seed of evil had already quietly sprouted inside the Wan Chai Police Station.

A new storm is about to break out surrounding this bag of diamonds.