In Hong Kong variety shows, what does "crime buster" mean?

7 PM.

Tonight is destined to be a long night.

Just as Gandhi was recruiting soldiers, Chen Fan took the money to Tsim Sha Tsui and bought a pager for nearly two thousand dollars, which was almost a month's salary for an average worker.

He didn't use the 500,000; instead, he used the money the system provided.

I spent half of my money trying to subdue Wei Jixiang, and the rest of the money, apart from living expenses, was spent on this thing.

After doing all this, Chen Fan continued with his plan, this time targeting Han Chen's wife, Mary.

He didn't know when Huang Gou's side would make their move, but Ni Kun had to die tonight.

Arriving at a public phone booth, Chen Fan dialed a number.

Aside from staying by Big Mouth's side these past few days, he's spent all his remaining time collecting these things.

The person who handled the matter was none other than the first informant, Da Tou.

"Hello, who is it?"

A gentle female voice came through the receiver.

Chen Fan lowered his voice, "Mary, you don't want your husband to know about your relationship with Huang Zhicheng, do you?"

There was a sound of something falling to the ground over the phone.

"Who are you? What do you want?!"

"Gandhi will take action against the black guy and Guo Hua tonight, and Tsim Sha Tsui will immediately descend into chaos."

"What do you mean?"

"As long as Ni Kun lives, your husband will never be able to advance further. Today is a good opportunity, Mary, what do you think?"

"You want me to kill the dragon head?"

"That's right, that old bastard ruined my family back then, I'll make sure he dies with his eyes wide open in disbelief!"

"Ha, you think I'll just do it because you say so? I have nothing to do with Wong Chi-shing..."

"Mary, do you want me to send the photos to your husband?"

Before the other person could speak, Chen Fan continued, "Think about it. Tonight, Gandhi and the Guohua black devils are having a big fight. Wen Zheng has no strength. Once Ni Kun dies, who has the best chance?"

How can I trust you?

"Why don't you just investigate? Gandhi should already be gathering people by now. If you miss this opportunity, not only will your affair with Huang Zhicheng be exposed, but Han Chen will also have no chance to rise again. Think about it carefully."

After saying that, Chen Fan hung up the phone.

Now that the firewood has been added, all that's left is for Gandhi to light the fire.

For him, it didn't matter who he arrested or not.

What Chen Fan cared about was using his gun to send all these scumbags to meet their maker.

It was 8 p.m.

The entire Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) was mobilized. Chen Fan's other pager, which had been assigned by the police station, had been ringing non-stop since it started, constantly urging him to hurry.

He didn't delay and rushed back in the shortest possible time.

Half an hour later, in the conference room on the third floor of the police station.

The room lights were on, so bright that it was hard to open one's eyes. Lu Qichang stood in front of the whiteboard, writing and drawing with a pen in his hand.

Huang Zhicheng crossed his arms and looked very serious.

Chen Fan and Song Zijie sat at the very edge, and the latter seemed to be in a restless state for some reason.

Just then, Huang Zhicheng walked to the whiteboard and pointed to the three photos pasted on it with a pen—Gandhi, Negro, and Guohua.

"At 7 p.m. tonight, Gandhi suddenly assembled a force."

He glanced at his watch after speaking: "It's 8:10 now. His men are already heading towards Jordan and Nathan Road. We don't have much time left..."

However, before Huang Zhicheng could finish speaking, the meeting room door was pushed open.

Lu Qichang frowned and looked at him. "Water Ghost, what's wrong with you?"

"Ni Kun...Ni Kun is dead!!"

The moment the news broke, the entire conference room erupted in excitement, with everyone buzzing with discussion.

Chen Fan, sitting in the back row, smiled slightly.

Mary did not disappoint him.

Once you're on that pirate ship, it's hard to get off. With this pawn involved, Han Chen will also fall into the trap.

"Quiet!"

Huang Zhicheng was the first to react, shouting angrily, "Everyone in Team B, go with Inspector Luk to keep an eye on Gandhi. Team A, come with me to find Ni Yongxiao. If we can't control things tonight, our Organized Crime and Triad Bureau will be on the front page tomorrow!"

"Big Mouth, Yaowen, you two go get the car, everyone else come downstairs and gather."

Lu Qichang also began to make arrangements quickly.

Having undergone professional training, the meeting room, which had initially resembled a vegetable market, immediately split into two groups: one following Huang Zhicheng and the other following Lu Qichang.

Chen Fan naturally wanted to follow the latter.

"nervous?"

He saw that Song Zijie's hands were trembling uncontrollably beside him.

"kindness."

Song Zijie did not deny it, then asked with some curiosity, "You seem perfectly fine to me. Aren't you worried about something happening?"

Chen Fan patted the gun in his hand.

"Although the .38 caliber bullet is not very powerful, it can still kill someone if it hits the head at close range."

Upon hearing this, Song Zijie suddenly remembered that although his junior had only graduated not long ago, he already had four lives on his hands.

His senior, who graduated several years ago, is still a complete novice.

The two chatted idly and soon arrived at the first floor.

Lu Qichang stood in front of the car and looked at his watch; it was 8:20.

"We're all old buddies, so let's not waste time on unnecessary things. After we've dealt with those bastards, I can ignore everything else, but Guohua, Gandhi, and that black guy—we must capture them!"

"Yes, Sir!"

"Let's get started!"

Group B members split into two teams and boarded the bus. Lu Qichang specifically called Chen Fan over to go with him.

In the car.

"Afan, do you know what to do later?"

"How can we stop those people from causing further destruction?"

Chen Fan said this deliberately.

"There are only a few of us. Even if each of us has a gun, how many can we stop?"

Lu Qichang sat in the passenger seat, while Shui Gui drove.

"Let them fight first, and come out when they've fought enough. Just keep a close eye on Gandhi and the others who are leading the charge."

This can be considered a unique feature of the port city.

With so many gangs and thugs, it's practically impossible to wipe them all out.

One is gone today, but a new one will appear tomorrow.

Therefore, as long as they don't cause too much trouble, the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) usually won't target them specifically.

The short mule needs to eat, and he definitely can't stand having his territory swept up every day.

Based on this, the two sides reached a certain tacit understanding.

If Gandhi hadn't suddenly gone mad today, catching Lu Qichang and Huang Zhicheng off guard, they probably would have been warned long ago when he tried to make a move.

"clear!"

Chen Fan nodded, his face displaying the passion and drive typical of a young policeman.

Lu Qichang smiled upon seeing this.

Both he and Huang Zhicheng misjudged one thing: they underestimated Gandhi's determination to kill those two guys.

It's one thing if the black guy cheated me out of my goods, since it's just a small amount of money and there's room for negotiation.

Guohua is different.

If this matter isn't resolved, even Gandhi himself will look down on himself.

Even though he's bald, he doesn't necessarily like wearing hats.

The words are divided into two parts.

The Ni family was already experiencing unrest due to Gandhi's actions.

Ni Yongxiao was having dinner with his family at the time. After receiving the news, he didn't show much emotion, appearing as if he had everything under control.

This matter could be big or small, but as long as Ni Kun intervenes, nothing can go wrong.

Before they could finish their meal, another message arrived.

His father was shot and killed when he returned from the opera house.

Ni Kun is dead, and the five tigers of Tsim Sha Tsui are killing each other again.

Ni Yongxiao could no longer maintain his composure and immediately called Han Chen and Wen Zheng over.

Inside the Ni family villa.

"Mr. Ni, if it weren't for Brother Kun saving me back then, I would be a corpse by now. No matter what, I'll support you to the end!"

Han Chen was not tall, but his words carried weight.

Ni Yongxiao nodded gently, feigning emotion.

"One thing after another, and the police are keeping a close eye on things. We'll deal with my father's situation later. Right now, the most important thing is to keep Gandhi in check."

He said sternly, "You must not be in disarray, and neither can the Ni family."

"Mr. Ni, what are you planning to do?"

"You and Wenzheng, immediately take men and kill Gandhi. With Guohua and the black guy, it's four against one. He has no chance of winning."

"it is good."

Han Chen readily agreed.

Regardless of what he thinks in his heart, he is still on the Ni family's boat. If the boat capsizes, he will definitely fall into the water with them.

Therefore, helping to stabilize the situation is the most important thing right now.

As for what happens to Ni Kun after his death, we'll see how things turn out then.

Wen Zheng suddenly said, "Ni Sheng, what's wrong with Gandhi? Why is he attacking Guo Hua and the black guy?"

He's been thinking about this problem all the way here, but he still hasn't figured it out.

Ni Yongxiao naturally knew the inside story, because a long time ago, he had been collecting information on the little tricks of his father's five tigers.

They knew all about their weaknesses.

"Let's ask them after we bring Gandhi over. Wenzheng, you take men to Jordan. Ah Chen, you're in charge of supporting Guohua and the black guy. Make sure they don't get killed."

"good!"

The two arrived in haste and left in haste.

Ni Yongxiao stared at the empty room, remained silent for a moment, then picked up the phone on the table and began to coordinate manpower.

He had planted informants around Gandhi, so he knew that the other party had received two phone calls, which is why he suddenly made his move.

Given that Ni Kun was assassinated shortly afterward, there must be a force manipulating things behind the scenes.

He must know a lot about the Ni family's affairs, so the possibility of an inside job cannot be ruled out.

Was it Han Chen, who just looked so loyal and righteous? Or was it Wen Zheng, who was looking at the weakest of them all?

Or perhaps Gandhi, before going mad, didn't want Ni Kun to stop him, so he simply went all in and committed suicide together.

After hanging up the phone, Ni Yongxiao leaned back in his chair and gently closed his eyes.

No matter who this person is, he will make them pay the price!

Just as Ni Yongxiao was about to unleash his fury, Chen Fan, the mastermind behind everything, was placed by Lu Qichang in the place furthest away from the scene of the battle.

At this time, the nightlife was just beginning, and Tsim Sha Tsui was a bustling area. The appearance of hundreds of men wielding machetes and steel pipes had a considerable impact.

Hong Kong residents are already used to gang fights, so it didn't cause any bigger chaos.

However, if left unchecked, tomorrow's newspapers will likely cause the police force's hard-won image to plummet again.

"Boss, Gandhi has led men to chase after Guohua!"

Just as Chen Fan was feeling bored, Da Zui's voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"Follow them immediately!"

Lu Qichang immediately replied, "The rest of you, get to work and, in coordination with the uniformed men, subdue these guys!"

This is exactly the moment Chen Fan has been waiting for.

He had been keeping an eye on Gandhi from the very beginning, just waiting for the guy to make his move.