Hong Kong film: Refusing to go undercover, the policeman's path to becoming the richest man.

Chapter 41 Fate and Tribulations

He knew that if Luo Zhiming took over, no one, whether above or below, would object.

However, the other party had made up their mind and was unwilling to take a share of power.

Four years ago, he had caused Luo Zhiming a loss, and now he cannot be made to suffer again.

So he switched to calculating the explosion.

Ah Tian's involvement in the drug trade is pushing the organization to its doom.

They're not like Tung Sing; they can't afford to take such risky stunts.

Huihuang is simple-minded and only knows how to use his hands. He's okay as a henchman, but as a leader? He's far from it.

All that's left is the ability to handle the situation.

Moreover, with Luo Zhiming secretly supporting him, it's unlikely there will be any major problems.

But at that moment, Mr. Jin shook his head in objection: "Is there really no one more suitable?"

"I have no prejudice against Suanbao; I've always liked this kid."

"But I cast a divination for him, and the result was extremely ominous."

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"The position of the dragon's head is a place of great importance for the Three Evils."

"Those whose destiny is not strong enough cannot sit still, nor can they sit for long."

"According to the fortune-telling, the 'Killing, Breaking, and Wolf' stars are in the Life Palace, indicating a prosperous ten-year period."

"But this year happens to be the end of this decade's fortune."

"The Sha Po Lang formation is inherently unpredictable; the more you try to control your destiny, the more it will backfire on you."

"Could we try someone else?"

Lin Yaochang gave a wry smile, "I also wish it were Luo Zhiming."

But the problem is—

They don't want to do it at all.

He asked in a low voice, "Will the gang really collapse?"

Master Jin sighed deeply: "If fate is like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to escape this calamity."

Lin Yaochang remained silent for a long time before finally speaking: "Back then, you elected me to power. These past five years have been full of ups and downs, but I've managed to get through them."

"Back then, you probably didn't expect Xinlian Shenghui to end up like this today, did you?"

Mr. Jin nodded in agreement.

He did have high hopes for Lin Yaochang, but he never expected that this man would be able to lead the gang to such a peak.

That achievement surpassed almost all of Xinliansheng's predecessors, making it unprecedented.

Lin Yaochang said slowly, "Who can truly determine what fate holds for someone like Suanbao? We are not all-knowing gods."

"Let him go through it on his own."

"Fortunately, we two old bones are here to watch over things."

"If he can't get over that hurdle, it can only be said that it is fate, and he can't blame anyone else."

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Upon hearing this, Mr. Jin remained silent.

What more can be said after all this?

Who would have thought that Suanbao would be gone in less than a day after he took the throne!

With a stern face, Lam Yiu-cheung ordered Ho Ka-kui: "Investigate the matter of the liquidation bombing."

"Find out who fired the shot!"

Ho Ka-kui nodded emphatically.

Now he is Luo Zhiming's top henchman, and his comings and goings at the Luo family's residence are perfectly legitimate, no longer arousing suspicion.

When he saw He Chu again, the way the other man looked at him was as if he were looking at an alien who had crawled back from hell.

He Jiaju couldn't help but whisper, "Brother Chu, you were right, Suanbao really is gone."

He Chu waved his hand: "Shots were being fired in the street, how could I not know?"

"You're looking for who did it, aren't you?"

He Jiaju nodded.

He was already used to Ho Sir's almost supernatural intuition.

"We analyzed it repeatedly, but we still couldn't figure out who was behind it."

He Chu tossed them a slip of paper: "Your name and address are here."

"Just follow the rules of the underworld."

He Jiaju's heart skipped a beat.

According to the old ways of the underworld, this person was destined not to live more than three days.

He Chu sneered: "Since you dare to draw your gun and kill someone in broad daylight, don't blame the rules for being ruthless."

"This kind of person has absolutely no sense of awe."

"Hong Kong Island law does not impose the death penalty; even if someone is arrested, they will only be imprisoned for a maximum of twenty years."

"Was it worth raising him for twenty years for nothing?"

Ho Ka-kui stared at Ho Chu in astonishment, thinking to himself: This Ho Sir, his ideas are truly unique.

But deep down he agreed – what's the point of keeping such a menace around?

It's better to end it sooner rather than later.

He Chu added casually, "Don't forget, we've never intended to be lenient with this industry."

"As long as innocent civilians are not affected, any trouble within the gang is permissible."

At times like these, turning a blind eye to justice is the safest course of action. Upon hearing this, He Jiaju's face immediately lit up with a smile: "Brother Chu, we understand what to do."

Luo Zhiming frowned and asked in a low voice, "Ah Chu, was it really Ah Tian who orchestrated this whole thing?"

He Chu waved his hand gently: "Ah Tian didn't personally send people to kill, but he can't escape responsibility."

He paused, then his tone turned serious: "All you need to do is catch the guy who fired the shot."

"Once he's caught, a secret will come to light."

"The secret hidden behind Xinliansheng that no one dares to touch."

He Jiaju and Luo Zhiming were both taken aback: "Xinliansheng has such a hidden story?"

He Chu nodded slowly: "That's right."

He glanced at the two men and lowered his voice: "Just a reminder, when interrogating this man, be sure to bring Lin Yaochang, Huihuang, and all the gang leaders who have influence besides Atian."

"Otherwise—New Union will fall apart."

After He Chu left, He Jiaju remained rooted to the spot, then turned to Luo Zhiming, his voice trembling, "Brother Luo, is there really such a large body of water under Xinliansheng?"

Luo Zhiming shook his head with a wry smile: "Don't ask me. I spent three years behind bars. I don't know anything about what happened inside."

"Then shall we—do as Brother Chu said?" He Jiaju asked hesitantly.

Luo Zhiming looked out the window, his eyes gradually hardening: "Do as he says."

Back in police academy, he was the most outstanding student.

"You went to police academy too, you know who those instructors are, right?"

Ho Ka-kui immediately nodded: "They're all veterans from the Major Crimes Unit, with a wealth of experience in solving cases."

Luo Zhiming chuckled: "But back then, A Chu could leave the instructors speechless with just a random deduction."

I mean—every single one.

Ho Ka-kui's eyes widened: "Impossible! There's no such person in the world!"

"Wouldn't that mean...flawless?"

"This is outrageous!"

Luo Zhiming said calmly, "That's why I submit to him, willingly."

He Jiaju gasped, finally understanding what kind of person He Chu was—he was practically an all-around genius.

Luo Zhiming's face suddenly darkened, and he said in a low voice, "Call your trusted brothers and bring me the person on the note."

"I'll go inform Brother Chang, Uncle Qian, and Huihuang," He Jiaju replied emphatically. "Once the address arrives, I won't let him slip away."

Before leaving, Luo Zhiming added, "Be careful, that guy is carrying a gun."

Ho Ka-kui grinned, a ruthless glint in his eyes: "I have one too."

Luo Zhiming didn't say anything more.

Late that night, in an abandoned old factory, Ho Ka-kui had already put a black cloth bag over the gunman's hand and pressed him to the ground.

Lin Yaochang coldly asked, "So, did you kill Suan Bao?"

The gunman paused for a moment, then nodded.

He wanted to deny it, but the other party had even figured out his house number, so there was no point in trying to play tricks.

We're all seasoned veterans of the underworld; none of us need to pretend to be high and mighty.

Unable to contain himself, Huihuang pressed on, "Who ordered you to do this?"

He was shocked—only a few hours? Luo Zhiming and He Jiaju had already identified the murderer?

Their movements were so fast they didn't seem like gangsters, more like a criminal investigation team.

Even the police aren't this efficient.

He suddenly felt a little scared.

Although he has a fiery temper, he is not stupid.

How many informants and how strong is the execution capability behind it to be able to find the person in such a short time?

He dared not easily choose the wrong side.

He could sense that the two men's determination to seek justice for Suanbao was sharper than a knife.

Therefore, he must know the truth.

The gunman's lips were pale, and his voice trembled: "Kill me, I can't tell."

"If I tell, my whole family will be finished."

Huihuang was taken aback for a moment, then sneered: "Do I look like a pious believer?"

"Does he still expect me to let his family off the hook?"

The gunman froze, suddenly realizing that these people in front of him were all pillars of Xinliansheng, notorious figures in the underworld, with blood on their hands and corpses on their hands. What was a few kills to them?

His face was ashen.

With a sinister grin, Huihuang turned to He Jiaju: "Jiaju, get me a pair of pliers."

Ho Ka-kui was prepared and handed it over without hesitation.

With all the torture instruments in place, he had long anticipated that tonight would not be peaceful.

Without saying a word, Huihuang took action immediately.

Two teeth were forcibly pulled out, and the gunman screamed in agony, cold sweat pouring down his face.

He knew this was just the beginning.

As long as he doesn't speak, the methods he takes next will only become more ruthless.

The pain will continue until he breaks down.

Huihuang coldly pressed, "Still not going to talk?"

The gunman shook his head frantically, his eyes filled with fear.

Enraged, Huihuang raised his hand to smash again.

Luo Zhiming suddenly reached out and stopped him, taking the pliers from his hand.

He didn't roar, nor did he display a ferocious expression; his voice was terrifyingly calm, yet every word was as firm as iron: "Let me do it."

"The person you attacked is named Huihuang. He is the newly appointed leader of our Xinliansheng Group and also our sworn brother."

"We need to know who's backing you up."

You'd better not say anything.

"I'll first pull out all your teeth one by one, then your ten fingernails, and then your toenails one by one."

You'd better not say anything.

"Then I'll break your ten fingers one by one, and then your toes."

You'd better shut up.

"Finally, I will smash every single bone in your body."

The assassin was covered in cold sweat; the pain had long been overwhelmed by fear, and his eyes were fixed on Luo Zhiming.

He never expected that this handsome man would be so ruthless.

Not to mention him, even Lin Yaochang, Uncle Qian, Huihuang, and He Jiaju felt a chill in their hearts when they heard these words.

Someone with a weaker will might wake up in terror all night, their dreams filled with these images.

But everyone knew—Luo Zhiming wasn't bluffing; he was serious.

He says what he means, and he does what he says.

In the eyes of the Xinliansheng brothers, Luo Zhiming was usually carefree and unrestrained, but once he took action, he never said much, yet every action drew blood.

Going to jail for the boss is something that most people might not be able to handle.

The assassin finally broke down, screaming, "Stop torturing me! Give me a quick death!"

Luo Zhiming said coldly, "You're in no hurry to speak; I've only just begun."

I will do everything you just mentioned.

It doesn't matter whether you tell me or not.

"I have other methods for you to try."

The assassin completely lost control, wailing, "I beg you! Let me die a quick and painless death!"

"It was Richard! A senior superintendent from the Criminal Investigation Department ordered me to do it!"

boom!

Luo Zhiming punched him in the face, and he instantly passed out.

He turned to Ho Ka-kui and said, "Pour cement in and sink it into the sea."

Without asking any further questions, Ho Ka-kui immediately led his men to carry out the order.

He knew in his heart that the bigwigs were about to discuss serious matters.

In the past, he would have risked his life to stay and eavesdrop on a few words.

But after being enlightened by He Chu, he understood a principle: the most important thing for an undercover agent is to establish a persona.

If you're in a high enough position, secrets will naturally be delivered to you.

Moreover, he wasn't worried about missing the news—with Luo Zhiming around, he would find out sooner or later.

Brilliant frowned: "Richard?"

"Senior Superintendent?"

"A foreign devil?"

Why did he target Suanbao?

Luo Zhiming asked calmly, "Brother Chang, is there any connection between our goods and this Richard?"

His brilliant pupils trembled.

Lin Yaochang retorted, "How do you know Richard?"

Luo Zhiming said calmly, "I've seen him come to see you a few times."

Huihuang quickly interjected, "I saw him looking for Atian—"

Lin Yaochang subconsciously took out a cigarette case and handed one to each person.

He said slowly, "Ni Kun used to say something like: 'What goes around comes around.'"

"Five years ago, this Richard came to me and asked me to be his front man."

"Distribute the goods for them."

"We agreed at the time that the cooperation would only last for five years."

"When the deadline arrives, we'll go our separate ways."

"Getting on the ship is easy, but getting off? It's not that simple."

Huihuang was still puzzled: "Since Richard and we are partners, why did he have to kill us?"

Luo Zhiming's eyes were icy: "Who benefited most from Suan Bao's death?"

Huihuang looked at him in shock: "You mean—Ah Tian made Richard do it?"

Why didn't Ah Tian do it himself?

The martial arts world values ​​"righteousness" above all else.

If Ah Tian were to do it himself, it would be tantamount to murdering the master and seizing power, an unforgivable crime.

Suanbao is the new leader and Ah Tian's boss.

Disrespecting superiors is a major taboo in the martial arts world.

Once this is confirmed, Ah Tian can forget about holding onto his position for life—his men will be dissatisfied, and outsiders won't dare to associate with him.

Imagine, if someone dares to kill even the leader of their own gang, what wouldn't they dare to do?

Who would dare to do business with him?

That's the key point.

Unexpectedly, Luo Zhiming shook his head: "I don't know if it was Ah Tian who instructed Richard to do it."

"All I know is that if Bao dies, the biggest benefit will go to Ah Tian and Richard."

Huihuang was confused: "Aren't they all the same?"

Luo Zhiming said firmly, "It's different."

Uncle Qian opened his mouth as if to agree, but ultimately remained silent.

He actually wanted to insist that Ah Tian colluded with Richard to solidify his crime of murdering Suan Bao.

But since these words came from Luo Zhiming's mouth, he stopped arguing.

Because that's just how Luo Zhiming is—he doesn't talk much, but he's convincing.

Uncle Qian values ​​Luo Zhiming precisely because this man is principled in his work and judges people based on the results, not the person.

Lin Yaochang could only manage a wry smile.

In truth, he knew that the one truly suited to be the leader was Luo Zhiming.

In terms of ability and sense of responsibility, no one is more suitable than him.

Unfortunately, Luo Zhiming never considered vying for this position.

If he had taken over Xinliansheng back then, would things be completely different today?

The sudden death was like a bucket of cold water poured over Lin Yaochang, jolting him awake. He suddenly remembered the methods of Richard and his gang.

Luo Zhiming explained to Huihuang, "As Brother Chang just said, Xinliansheng doesn't want to get involved with Richard."

Even if Suo Bao were to take the top position, I would not cooperate with him.

He raised his hand and gestured in the air, "Not just in gambling, none of the brothers here today would touch heroin."

"There is only one exception in the entire New Union Group."

Huihuang blurted out, "Ah Tian!"

Luo Zhiming nodded: "That's right, it's A-Tian."

"Only he is doing this kind of business."

Lin Yaochang said coldly, "I've told Ah Tian countless times not to touch drugs. You can't trust what foreigners say."

"He won't listen."

Huihuang shook his head: "Drugs bring in quick money, but you'll risk your life."

"Chang-ge is right," he said through gritted teeth. "If I find out that Ah-tian and Richard are getting together—"

"Ah Tian and I are old friends, we grew up wearing the same pair of pants."

"But the club is my lifeline. If anyone dares to touch Grandpa, I'll turn my back on them."

"No matter how deep the brotherhood is, it has to come later."

Luo Zhiming reminded him, "Huihuang, call Atian later and tell him about this."

Huihuang was stunned: "Why did I tell him this?"

Luo Zhiming retorted, "Aren't you trying to find out whether Ah Tian colluded with that foreigner?"

After thinking it over, Huihuang realized it made sense: "Okay, I'll listen to you."