Chapter 90: The Pressure from Lin Feng, Lau Kin-ming's Arrest, and the Trap
Lin Feng sneered:
"What does it matter to me if the underworld is in chaos?"
Wong Bing-Yiu's expression immediately changed.
For the first time, he felt a different aura emanating from Lin Feng.
Lin Feng stood up, looking down at him from above,
"Everyone has their own responsibilities."
Pointing to himself, his voice had already turned cold,
"Founding companies, creating jobs, paying taxes according to regulations—that's my responsibility."
"Fighting criminals, deterring crime, maintaining social stability—that's your responsibility."
Lin Feng stepped forward, pointing a finger at Wong Bing-Yiu,
"I always thought that even though you were a police officer, you were at least reasonable."
"What you just said made me very unhappy."
"You're telling me this nonsense about whether the underworld is in chaos?"
"Why don't you go tell the Tycoons?"
"Do you dare?"
"If you're not convinced, I'll spread your words throughout the entire business community and let them judge, how about that?"
Wong Bing-Yiu was sweating.
Who was the Tycoon?
He was Hong Kongs richest man.
Did he dare to say such things to him?
He couldn't even meet the other party.
The Head of the West Kowloon Police Headquarters was indeed a figure in Hong Kong, but in the eyes of some, he didn't even have the qualifications to meet them.
They always dealt with high-ranking officials like the Secretary for Security and the Police Commissioner.
Wong Bing-Yiu?
He was still far from that level.
Lin Feng said coldly:
"Do you have anything you want to refute?"
Sweat broke out on Wong Bing-Yiu's face; he suddenly realized he was wrong.
He remembered reminding his subordinates that Lin Feng was no ordinary underworld figure; he was a big shot.
Perhaps it was Lin Feng's age, or his way of interacting with people, that gave Wong Bing-Yiu the wrong impression.
But now, as Lin Feng's expression changed, the imposing aura of a true big shot washed over him.
It was a suffocating aura.
Even the Foreigner Police Commissioners of the Police Force hadn't put this much pressure on him.
"From now on, I can't be so casual when dealing with Lord Lin."
Lin Feng mocked:
"Do you know why I wanted to sell you the intelligence?"
Wong Bing-Yiu said sheepishly:
"You weren't selling intelligence; you were giving it away for free."
Wasn't it given away for free?
Lin Feng had initially asked for one million, then immediately sent a two-million-dollar donation.
This meant that the Police Force not only didn't spend money but actually earned a million.
But such things couldn't be mentioned now; mentioning them would only make the other party angrier.
Thinking about it, it was true; he had already shown enough goodwill, yet you still disappointed him.
Anyone would get angry.
Lin Feng sneered:
"Do you think I can't bring down The Ni Family?"
"As long as the method I told you before is revealed, The Ni Family will inevitably fall into internal strife."
"Ngai Wing-hau will definitely want to kill the five major leaders."
"Gandhi will definitely want to get rid of Guo Liang and Blackie."
"Hon Sam, to protect himself, will also kill Ngai Wing-hau."
"What about Guo Liang and Blackie? They certainly won't hesitate to kill Gandhi either."
"The Ni Family is a big piece of meat; if they fall into internal strife, will the surrounding Triads let them off?"
"Triads are like hyenas; once they catch the scent, everyone in The Ni Family will be eaten until nothing is left."
"How much willpower did I have to use to restrain my killing intent?"
"And then you, you still come and tell me that the underworld can't be in chaos?"
"Do you dare to say that to me?"
Wong Bing-Yiu was sweating profusely.
Lin Feng stared fiercely into Wong Bing-Yiu's eyes:
"I'm giving you one week. If The Ni Family remains this stable, I'll do things my own way."
Wong Bing-Yiu immediately left,
"Mr. Lin, rest assured, one week, just one week, and The Ni Family will cease to exist."
Lin Feng called out:
"Come back!"
Wong Bing-Yiu turned back with a bitter smile, only to see Lin Feng pick up the check:
"You forgot this."
Wong Bing-Yiu swallowed hard:
"Mr. Lin, isn't it unnecessary?"
Lin Feng glared at him:
"Do you think this is for you?"
"This is a donation I'm making to the West Kowloon Police Headquarters."
Wong Bing-Yiu had no choice but to take it and quickly leave.
Stepping outside, a cold wind blew, and he suddenly felt a chill. Only then did he realize that in that short time, his clothes were soaked with sweat.
"This is truly uncanny."
"This aura…"
"How did he cultivate this at such a young age?"
If Lin Feng had heard that, he would have scoffed.
Auras are forged through battles.
Lin Feng had been involved in the underworld since he was a teenager, crawling out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Coupled with his previous life where he truly died once, that kind of aura was definitely not something an ordinary person could withstand.
Although Wong Bing-Yiu was the Head of the West Kowloon Police Headquarters, and in his youth he was a Hot-shot Detective, he had not been on the front lines of cases for many years, and even his service pistol had become a 'gun of love' that could only tickle.
It was not at all surprising that he couldn't withstand Lin Feng's aura.
Wong Bing-Yiu dared not linger outside and went straight back to the Headquarters, where he sternly called Chan Yan-kin over:
"How is the investigation into The Ni Family case progressing?"
Chan Yan-kin's face lit up with joy:
"There's been great progress."
Wong Bing-Yiu waved his hand:
"I don't want to hear about progress. I just want to know if The Ni Family can be brought down within a week?"
Chan Yan-kin looked troubled:
"Seven days is too short."
Wong Bing-Yiu was unyielding,
"No!"
"It must be seven days."
"Otherwise, the big shot will be unhappy."
Chan Yan-kin immediately had a bitter expression:
"Those Foreigners are really annoying… always giving people trouble."
"Solving cases requires procedures and has its own rules. Seven days? I think seventeen days would be more appropriate."
Wong Bing-Yiu took a deep breath:
"No, this case must be concluded within seven days."
"The sooner, the better!"
Chan Yan-kin looked at him suspiciously:
"Big Sir, did Police Commissioner speak?"
Wong Bing-Yiu was very annoyed:
"Not Police Commissioner, it's Lin Feng!"
Chan Yan-kin immediately relaxed:
"So it's Lin Feng, then it's easy. He can't control them…"
As he spoke, his voice trailed off, and his expression turned bitter again.
If it were an order from Police Commissioner, at least there could be delays.
If it really couldn't be delayed, it didn't matter, as Wong Bing-Yiu would be there to handle it.
But Lin Feng didn't care about that at all.
Delay?
Did you dare to delay?
He could use his own methods to handle the case.
Wong Bing-Yiu casually tossed over a check:
"This is a donation from Mr. Lin to our Headquarters."
Chan Yan-kin picked it up and looked at it, his eyes nearly popping out:
"So much?"
Twenty-five million was a large sum of money anywhere.
Chan Yan-kin immediately felt the weight of Lin Feng's words.
Wong Bing-Yiu snorted coldly:
"You've felt it, haven't you? The unspoken meaning of Mr. Lin giving me this check is self-evident."
"He can throw twenty-five million at us, and naturally, he can throw twenty-five million at some Triad in the underworld."
"Perhaps even more."
"Those guys who will do anything for money will do anything."
"If we can't get this done within seven days,"
"You just wait and see."
"The underworld will surely fall into great chaos."
Chan Yan-kin put down the check and ran off,
"I'm going to urge Yuen Ho-Wan and the others to get to work right now."
Police Sergeant Lau Kin-ming was on patrol when his superior, Officer Feng, smiled and patted his shoulder:
"You've made quite a few merits recently, young man. I'm recommending you for the promotion exam. Prepare well."
Lau Kin-ming was overjoyed and quickly saluted:
"Thank you, officer."
Officer Feng smiled:
"It just so happens that some classmates are here; I'll ask them to tutor you. You must study hard with them."
Lau Kin-ming said gratefully:
"I will definitely study hard with the officers."
Anyone who could guide him must have passed the Inspector exam, meaning they were a team commander, and thus Lau Kin-ming's superior.
Officer Feng said with a complex expression:
"Hurry up and go."
Lau Kin-ming saluted, and as he turned around, he felt a bit suspicious.
Why did Officer Feng's expression seem a little off?
However, he didn't think much of it. He arrived at a certain conference room, knocked on the door, entered, and immediately froze.
The person in the room was none other than the Hot-shot Detective Yuen Ho-Wan.
Uniformed police and plainclothes detectives worked in the same Police Station, and the number of uniformed police was far greater than plainclothes.
Becoming a plainclothes officer, whether in the Criminal Intelligence Division or O-Team, was a coveted dream for uniformed officers.
Lau Kin-ming naturally yearned for it, as that would allow him to work freely.
Officer Feng's recommended exam was something he particularly needed, yet he never expected that the tutor Officer Feng found for him would be Yuen Ho-Wan.
Was Officer Feng's network that extensive?
He hadn't known that before.
Yuen Ho-Wan smiled and waved:
"Ah Ming, come over."
"My time is limited, and I don't have much time to tutor you, so you'll have to work hard on many things yourself."
Lau Kin-ming immediately felt relieved:
"Sir Yuen, I will work hard."
"I will definitely seize this opportunity and pass the Probationary Inspector exam."
Yuen Ho-Wan smiled:
"Of course I believe you'll pass the exam."
"A guy who can kill Ngai Kun in an execution-style manner certainly knows how to seize opportunities."
Lau Kin-ming's face changed, and he forced himself to remain calm, saying,
"Sir, I don't understand what you mean."
Yuen Ho-Wan still smiled,
"You will understand."
"After all, as a killer, daring to come to the Police Force as an undercover agent, your courage and intelligence are both top-notch."
"A small Inspector exam is nothing to you."
Lau Kin-ming already wanted to escape.
Yuen Ho-Wan's smile faded, and he said coldly,
"Are you trying to escape?"
"You can run if you want, but if you do, Ngai Wing-hau will soon know who killed Ngai Kun."
"Do you know what that means?"
Lau Kin-ming forced a smile:
"What?"
Yuen Ho-Wan shrugged:
"Ngai Wing-hau will immediately send killers to get rid of the person you love most."
Lau Kin-ming's face changed drastically, but he still insisted on asking:
"The person I love most? How do I not know?"
"Sir, you can't pin every crime on me."
"I'm a police sergeant…"
As he spoke, he retreated backward.
Yuen Ho-Wan acted as if he didn't see his small movements and said with great regret,
"Then that's terrible."
"Mary won't be alive tonight."
Boom.
Lau Kin-ming's face changed dramatically:
"You… you have no evidence."
Yuen Ho-Wan looked at him as if he were an idiot:
"What evidence do Triads who deal drugs need?"
"Do you think they're police?"
"Police must have evidence for every case, but Triads only need their own conviction."
"Moreover, you know better than anyone that this is a fact."
Lau Kin-ming slumped, giving up his plan to escape. Trying to escape from a Police Station was a fool's dream.
"Sir, you're a police officer, you can't do this."
Yuen Ho-Wan said faintly:
"Then help me."
"Helping me is helping yourself."
Lau Kin-ming took a deep breath:
"How do you want me to help you?"
Yuen Ho-Wan looked at him for a while, then suddenly said:
"A fortune teller told me that a general's success is built upon ten thousand bones."
"But I don't believe that. A person's destiny should be in their own hands."
"The path is in your hands. How you walk it is your choice."
Lau Kin-ming looked at Yuen Ho-Wan as if he had seen a ghost.
"You…"
Yuen Ho-Wan snorted coldly.
"Don't worry, I'm not Hon Sam's mole, nor did I hear it from your moles."
"The first thing you need to do is to find all of Hon Sam's moles in the Police Force for me."
Lau Kin-ming composed himself.
"That's very difficult. We only met briefly at the time, and I don't remember who exactly they were."
Yuen Ho-Wan said bluntly.
"Think of Mary. That will help you recall those guys."
Lau Kin-ming clenched his fists abruptly, but eventually released them.
"I need a little time."
Yuen Ho-Wan pushed the files on the table.
"I'll give you time. These are all your classmates."
"You have twelve hours to find them."
Lau Kin-ming said, horrified.
"Only twelve hours?"
Yuen Ho-Wan said expressionlessly.
"Do you think that's too much?"
"Then it's six hours."
Lau Kin-ming quickly said.
"Twelve hours is enough."
Yuen Ho-Wan stood up and gently patted his shoulder.
"Don't blame me for putting pressure on you."
"A big shot has put immense pressure on us. If we don't close this case quickly, there will be a bloodbath in the underworld."
Lau Kin-ming gritted his teeth.
"I'll do my best."
After a moment of silence, he gathered his courage and asked.
"You won't let Mary get hurt, will you?"
Yuen Ho-Wan looked at him for a while, then sighed.
"At your age, to throw away your life for a woman…"
"Since you love her so much, don't you know her past?"
Lau Kin-ming asked, astonished.
"What past?"
Yuen Ho-Wan explained.
"Besides being Hon Sam's wife, Mary was also Ngai Kun's plaything."
"Mary hates Ngai Kun more than anyone. If she had the chance to kill Ngai Kun, she wouldn't hesitate to act."
Lau Kin-ming's face instantly twisted. It was a manifestation of his cherished ideal being defiled.
"You'd best hurry. That way, we can control Hon Sam."
"Mary is a very traditional woman. She's willing to do anything for her man."
"Even if it means dying."
"Dying for Hon Sam…"
Lau Kin-ming shouted.
"No!"
"She can't die. She has to live well. That bastard doesn't deserve to be her man."
Yuen Ho-Wan nodded slightly.
"Then it depends on how fast you are!"
Lau Kin-ming gritted his teeth.
"I will definitely find all of Hon Sam's moles."
Yuen Ho-Wan glanced at him, then turned and left the room.
Lu Qichang was waiting for him outside.
"Lau Kin-ming and Chan Wing-yan were in the same class. When I took Chan Wing-yan out to eat, I often saw him."
"I never expected this quiet guy to be Hon Sam's mole."
Yuen Ho-Wan asked.
"How's your side?"
"When are you inviting Huang Zhicheng for tea?"
Lu Qichang shrugged.
"It's just a phone call."
Yuen Ho-Wan lit a cigarette and sighed.
"This needs to be done quickly."
"The Big Sir gave this case to me instead of the Internal Affairs Department. You should know how big the risk involved is."
"Inspector Huang."
Senior Inspector Lu Qichang of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau called out, and Huang Zhicheng, understanding, put down what he was doing and walked out casually.
"Something wrong?"
Lu Qichang lowered his voice.
"We've uncovered a very serious case of corrupt police."
Huang Zhicheng's mouth twitched.
"Any case involving corrupt police is serious."
Lu Qichang shook his head.
"This time it's different."
"This corrupt police officer is a mole sent by a Triad into the Police Force."
Huang Zhicheng was slightly stunned, almost disbelieving.
"Which Triad has the guts to do that?"
"No, wait!"
"Which Triad has the brains to do that?"
"Dare to send moles into the Police Force?"
It was indeed serious.
Lu Qichang sighed.
"Our old adversary."
Huang Zhicheng's mind raced.
"Ngai Wing-hau is that bold?"
Lu Qichang stared at him for a while, and Huang Zhicheng became uneasy under his gaze.
"Old Lu, why are you looking at me?"
Lu Qichang sighed heavily.
"Ngai Wing-hau didn't take over family affairs before, so it couldn't have been him who sent them."
"I won't play guessing games anymore. The one who sent moles into the Police Force is our old adversary, Hon Sam!"
Boom.
Huang Zhicheng was greatly shaken.
"Hon Sam?"
"Impossible, right?"
Lu Qichang shrugged.
"You also think it's impossible, right?"
Huang Zhicheng nodded repeatedly.
Hon Sam was just a thief. How dare he plant moles in the Police Force?
Who taught him that?
Impossible.
Absolutely impossible!
Lu Qichang sighed.
"We've already caught that thief. The higher-ups want us two to interrogate him, after all, he was sent by Hon Sam."
Huang Zhicheng pursed his lips.
"I understand the higher-ups' intention."
He still couldn't believe that Hon Sam dared to send moles into the Police Force?!
"The corrupt police officer is Lau Kin-ming. He has already been promoted to Sergeant in the Police Force. I checked his file; he legitimately graduated from Wong Chuk Hang Police Academy, he wasn't recruited from society."
"Police Academy training lasts four to six months."
"Lau Kin-ming didn't have many outstanding actions in the Police Academy."
"He could only be described as mediocre, an average person."
"However, after starting work, he handled things exceptionally steadily, and he dealt with emergencies very well, which attracted the attention of the uniformed branch's upper echelons."
Huang Zhicheng still pursed his lips, firmly remembering what Lu Qichang said.
"Shall we interrogate him now?"
Lu Qichang nodded slightly.
"Of course, Lau Kin-ming is one corrupt police officer we've dug up, but we can't guarantee that Hon Sam only sent him into the Police Force."
Huang Zhicheng slowly nodded.
"That's true!"
Lu Qichang was quite worried.
"Hon Sam is incredibly bold. No Triad member has ever dared to send moles here. He has set a precedent."
Huang Zhicheng pouted.
"What won't drug traffickers do?"
Lu Qichang laughed.
"Our thoughts are the same."
"Since Hon Sam dared to send one, he would dare to send a second, or even a third mole."
"The Big Sir's mission for us is clear."
"No matter what, we must root out all of Hon Sam's moles."
Huang Zhicheng gritted his teeth.
"I will definitely root them out."
Hon Sam could still send moles?
He had underestimated him.
However, a thief is ultimately a thief and cannot escape the vigilance of the police.
"Right in here."
The two pushed open a door and entered an interrogation room.
Lau Kin-ming stared at Huang Zhicheng in surprise, then suddenly he laughed!
Huang Zhicheng was puzzled.
"You are Lau Kin-ming?"
"Hon Sam's subordinate?"
Lau Kin-ming was cooperative.
"Yes, I am Hon Sam's subordinate."
Huang Zhicheng frowned.
"Hon Sam only sent you alone as a mole?"
Lau Kin-ming shook his head.
"Including me, seven people!"
Huang Zhicheng's heart sank.
He had always known Hon Sam was bold, but he never expected him to be this bold.
"At the time, Hon Sam spoke a long string of words to us in Eight-faced Buddha's temple."
"We've forgotten some of the content."
"It seemed to be about how many fights his Triad had been in, how many people had died since it opened, and so on."
"Towards the end, that short guy rather arrogantly said something like—"
"A fortune teller told him that a general's success is built upon the bones of thousands."
"But he felt it shouldn't be that way, that the path should be chosen by oneself."
"Then he placed a bowl of wine in front of us and said something like, the path has been laid before us, how to walk it is our choice."
"In that situation, where was there a second path?"
"Anyone who dared not to be a mole would simply be brain-dead, wouldn't they?"
Huang Zhicheng looked at Lau Kin-ming strangely.
"You said Hon Sam is a short guy?"
Lau Kin-ming grinned.
"That guy is short, small, and damn fat. Calling him a short guy is being polite. The correct term should be a little turtle, a little bastard."
Huang Zhicheng looked at him, puzzled.
"Do you resent Hon Sam?"
Lau Kin-ming clenched his fists.
"Of course I resent him."
"He clearly knew his wife was being humiliated by someone, yet he remained silent, giving the reason that the other party had saved his life."
"What's the point of such a bastard living?"
"Of course he should die early and be reborn early!"
Huang Zhicheng's face changed dramatically.
"How do you know?"
Lau Kin-ming's gaze at him became even stranger.
"Whose man do you think I am?"
Boom!
Huang Zhicheng's body swayed.
"You… you're not Hon Sam's man? You are…"
Lau Kin-ming said with a sinister expression.
"What right does Hon Sam, that short guy, have to be my boss?"
"I only have one boss, and that's Sister Mary."
"If it weren't for Sister Mary, I would have fled a long time ago."
"Being a mole, that was just Sister Mary's request."
"For her, I can do anything."
Huang Zhicheng no longer wanted to continue the interrogation.
He suddenly had a feeling that this case was poisonous, and if he continued, he wouldn't fare well either.
However, Lu Qichang was sitting next to him, so even if he didn't want to interrogate, he had to.
Huang Zhicheng forced himself to change the subject.
"Since you hate Hon Sam so much, then you'll naturally be willing to cooperate with us to root out the other moles."
Lau Kin-ming sneered.
"As long as I can save Mary, I'm willing to do anything, even go to hell!"
He actually pulled out six files and flung them in front of the two.
"These six bastards are all moles who entered the Police Force with me."
"Hon Sam specifically looked for young people who hadn't been in the underworld for long and had clean records."
"If you check carefully, you'll find the records from that time."
Huang Zhicheng asked.
"Can you guarantee you're not just making false accusations?"
Lau Kin-ming laughed up at the sky.
"A person like me is the least likely to make false accusations."
"If a person like me returned to the underworld, I would at least be a big shot in one area."
Bang!
Huang Zhicheng slammed the table hard.
"How dare you boast?"
Lau Kin-ming looked at him askance.
"Inspector Huang, others may not know my capabilities, but don't you?"
"Who do you think Sister Mary sought to carry out your plan to kill Ngai Kun?!"