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In the latter half of the night, Lin Long held Luo Huiling, who had fallen asleep, in his arms and looked at the system's intelligence.

The first piece of information concerns a robbery case: Zhou Hannan organized a robbery of jewelry worth one million yuan from Yongheng Jewelry Company.

This matter is also recorded in his notebook in the system space.

The case came from the movie "City on Fire," which Lin Long remembers very well.

One reason is that Zhou Hannan's men are incompetent, and Lin Long had some dealings with him when he was in the underworld.

Secondly, he was deeply impressed by the fact that Gao Qiu, the undercover agent in the movie, died at the hands of the police in the end.

In this case, Zhou Hannan has already stolen 1.2 million yuan worth of jewelry. Instead of laying low for a while, he actually wants to do another one. His ambition is really huge.

But upon closer reflection, it's understandable.

According to the rules of the underworld, stolen goods can only be sold for 30% of their original price.

If you need to sell quickly or if you have a lot of stock, the price will be even lower.

Zhou Hannan's order was for jewelry; even if he received 1.2 million, he would only get a little over 300,000 Hong Kong dollars at most.

The six of them split the money, with Zhou Hannan taking the lion's share, estimated to be around 150,000.

The five underlings working below will receive even less.

This amount of money is indeed not much for them.

After all, they've already gotten into the business of robbery and murder; who wouldn't want to make hundreds of thousands or millions in one go?

It's only a few tens of thousands of yuan, not even enough for two nights of fun at a nightclub.

Therefore, committing another big robbery would also meet the needs of everyone in Zhou Hannan's robbery organization, from top to bottom.

In addition, it must be mentioned that Hong Kong Island is really chaotic.

Huang Xin has just dealt with the robbers in the Tsim Sha Tsui cash-in-transit van case.

Two days ago, a group of people smuggled themselves into Hong Kong Island, intending to rob people.

Yesterday, Zhou Hannan had already robbed a jewelry company and was even preparing to do another one.

Mulan arrested drug dealers who were making a transaction last night.

Lin Long wasn't idle either; he killed a newly formed enemy and made another fortune.

These incidents, one after another, make it no exaggeration to call Hong Kong Island the Little Gotham of the East.

Lin Long had just made a big profit and wasn't short of money for the time being, so he had no interest in dealing with this intelligence.

His gaze shifted downwards, landing on the second and third pieces of intelligence.

Blackie Fung is preparing to flee and has decided to sell two of his shops and businesses at a low price: Blackie's Motorbike Shop at 18 Tung Tak Street and Billiards Shop at 34 Tung Tak Street.

This was good news for him, as he had originally planned to kill Boss Guan first, and then silence Black Ghost Feng.

Since the other party is selling their units, he can take advantage of the situation and buy them.

And while we're at it, we'll take the money back from Blackie Feng.

As for Blackie Feng, it's quite normal for him to escape by smuggling boat and become a missing person.

The next day, Lin Long had breakfast together with Luo Huiling, Fang Fang, Fang Ting, and Fang Min.

Fang Ting had just confessed her feelings to Lin Long, but they hadn't had a chance to go on a date before. So, she gently touched Lin Long's leg with her foot under the dinner table.

Lin Long ate his meal without changing his expression, secretly pressing his other leg against Luo Huiling's leg.

Luo Huiling froze, nearly dropping her chopsticks.

Fang Min suddenly spoke up: "Brother, could you take me to school later?"

"Sure." Lin Long nodded in agreement, as he also needed to go to Central again anyway.

A few moments later, the group finished their meal and went out together.

Fang Min rushed to sit in the front passenger seat, while Luo Huiling and the other two sat in the back.

Jazz Garden is not far from Temple Street. Since none of the four of them can drive, they usually take a taxi to work.

Lin Long dropped the three off at a tea restaurant and then drove to Central.

On the way, Fang Min, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned her head and leaned over to Lin Long, blowing a breath into his ear: "Brother, were you in Sister Ling's room last night?"

Lin Long rolled his eyes at Fang Ting and pinched her tender cheek: "Children shouldn't pry into adult matters."

"I want to eat it too..."

Fang Min kissed Lin Long on the cheek, then leaned over and knelt down.

"call!!!!"

Lin Long took a deep breath, gripped the steering wheel tightly, and thought, "Driving so early in the morning is really exciting."

Adam Smith International School is an elite school; students who can attend come from wealthy and influential families.

Fang Min originally attended a high school in Lantian, where the school conditions were very poor.

After Lin Long made a lot of money, he transferred her to a prestigious private school so that she could receive a better education.

Although Adam Smith International School has a somewhat chaotic student atmosphere, its teaching quality is beyond doubt.

Fang Min also lived up to expectations, getting A's in all seven subjects, and is almost certain to get into the University of Hong Kong next year.

She was deeply in love with Lin Long and had a little quirk: she always called him "brother."

Because of their age difference, the two never took the final step; she would only occasionally show him her oral and footwork skills.

Fang Min stuck her tongue out at Lin Long before swallowing hard. "Brother, I'm going to school now."

Lin Long pinched her cute cheek, took out a wad of cash from his pocket and stuffed it into her pocket: "Study hard, and call me anytime if you need anything."

"Okay, brother." Fang Min kissed Lin Long on the cheek, got out of the car, waved to him, and turned to walk into the school.

Lin Long watched her go inside before starting his car and driving away.

After half an hour.

Central's Kingston Casino.

Lin Long potted the black ball in one stroke, easily defeating his opponent.

"147 points, one point is 100 yuan, that's 14,700 yuan."

"Damn it, I'm not playing anymore." The opponent took a wad of cash out of his pocket, slammed it under the table, threw down his cue, and turned to leave.

Lin Long accepted the money and looked around at the people: "Is there anyone else who wants to play?"

Everyone immediately stepped back, realizing that Lin Long was a master, and no one dared to come forward and offer money.

Lin Long pursed his lips and sat back down in his chair, looking displeased.

With his Asian Billiards Championship-winning skills, he was unstoppable in the billiard room. He scored three perfect scores and easily won over 40,000 yuan.

Rice Jar, Tobacco, and Annie immediately gathered around.

"Brother Long, you played really well!"

"Brother Long, have a cigar."

Rice Jar was in charge of flattering, Cigarette Serving was handed a cigar, and Annie was giving massages from behind.

These three were a group of thieves, a brother-sister duo, who had previously stolen from Lin Longtou and were caught red-handed by him.

Lin Long was short of money at the time and wanted to make more money, so he insisted that the three of them pay him a certain amount every month under the pretense of protecting them.

At first, the three were unwilling, but they had no choice but to give in due to Lin Long's strength.

Later, they were chased after for stealing and offending their enemies, but Lin Long saved their lives.

In addition, Annie, who always gets beaten up by Lin Long, has been beaten into submission and has sided with Lin Long.

The rice container and the tobacco pipe had no choice but to obediently hand over their share each month.

Lin Long's rule is the same as those in the underworld: he has to hand over 30% of his monthly income.

With Annie as their informant, the accounts of Rice Jar and Tobacco Company can't be faked.

Lin Long took the cigar and took a puff. It was an authentic Cuban cigar. It seemed they had found something good again this month.

"Brother Long, here's the amount for this month." Yan Tong handed over 45,000 yuan.

Lin Long took the money without counting it and put it directly into his pocket. He was earning more now and didn't care about the little money the three of them stole each month.

"Mi Gang, Yan Tong, you two have been following me for a few months now. I have a favor to offer you, so don't say I haven't taken care of you."