Chapter 91: Madam, You Don't Want to Be Picked Off One by One, You Cheap Slut
Huang Zhicheng knew he was finished!
He never in a million years imagined that Lau Kin-ming, the mole Hon Sam sent into the Police Force, was actually the murderer of Ngai Kun.
That bastard Hon Sam really screwed him over.
Yuen Ho-Wan came in and directly dragged Huang Zhicheng into another interrogation room.
Huang Zhicheng still tried to struggle:
"Inspector Yuen, don't easily believe what a Blackie says."
Yuen Ho-Wan's face was full of sneers:
"You wouldn't be so naive as to think we only discovered you after discovering Lau Kin-ming, would you?"
Huang Zhicheng's face changed drastically:
"What do you mean?"
Yuen Ho-Wan looked at him with disgust:
"We received a report about you a long time ago, but you are an Inspector in O's unit, so we would be cautious no matter what."
"Our team secretly launched an investigation into your past."
Huang Zhicheng was furious:
"This doesn't comply with Police Force procedures!"
"I'm going to complain about you all!"
Yuen Ho-Wan mocked:
"The Chief made the decision, go find the Chief!"
Huang Zhicheng immediately quieted down.
Yuen Ho-Wan sneered:
"You're an old police officer, so you naturally know that us taking over this matter is giving you some face."
"If the Internal Affairs Department took over..."
Huang Zhicheng shivered.
That's right, if the Internal Affairs Department took over, they would investigate every single one of his ancestors.
His reputation would be beyond repair.
Yuen Ho-Wan threw a file at him:
"Go read it yourself, you bastard."
Huang Zhicheng barely managed to steady himself, opened the file, and was deeply shocked—
All the past events involving him, Hon Sam, and Mary were in the file. They had truly traced back to his childhood.
From their youth to adulthood, every single event was clearly investigated!
How could he argue now?
"So, you investigated so thoroughly?"
"Yes, Hon Sam, Mary, and I grew up together in the village house. I also liked Mary, but Mary followed the blond Hon Sam."
"I wasn't happy."
"And I wasn't convinced."
"Later, I thought, I am a cop, and he is a thief."
"He would have to live his entire life in my shadow."
"I wanted to control him, so I created conditions for him to rise."
"At that time..."
Huang Zhicheng confessed everything.
Things had reached this point; he had no choice but to confess.
He talked incessantly for a long time, then looked up and saw Yuen Ho-Wan staring at him with hateful eyes.
Huang Zhicheng looked bewildered:
"Inspector Yuen, I really haven't hidden anything. I've even told you how I planned to kill Ngai Kun, how I bribed Ngai Kun's bodyguard, and how I chose the date for the murder."
"I've really confessed everything."
Yuen Ho-Wan said coldly:
"What about Chan Wing-yan?"
Hiss!
Huang Zhicheng gasped.
You guys know about that too?
Why didn't you arrest me sooner then?
Huang Zhicheng swallowed, then smiled bitterly:
"That day, I was having dinner with Lu Qichang and Chan Wing-yan, and we happened to run into Ngai Wing-hau."
"A bold idea suddenly came to my mind."
"The Ni Family was going to fall, but what after The Ni Family fell?"
"What if that guy Hon Sam got out of my control?"
"I wanted to plant a mole in his organization."
"Chan Wing-yan hated The Ni Family and also hated drug dealers. He was also Ngai Kun's illegitimate son. Selling him out caused me no pressure at all..."
Huang Zhicheng no longer held any hope and confessed everything cleanly.
Yuen Ho-Wan turned off the monitor, came to Huang Zhicheng's side, and whispered:
"When facing criminals, using any means is actually understandable."
"However, you crossed the line and even dared to use innocent people."
"How can we trust you with our backs?"
Huang Zhicheng stood there dumbfounded.
The Big Shot put pressure on Chief Wong Bing-Yiu, and all personnel in O's unit were mobilized.
Yuen Ho-Wan exited the interrogation room and saw Lu Qichang:
"Huang Zhicheng spilled everything."
Lu Qichang sighed:
"I really didn't expect this guy to also be a Blackie."
Yuen Ho-Wan shook his head slightly:
"Being overly ambitious and wanting to climb up is nothing."
"But disregarding the safety of your brothers, and even using innocent people, that's unforgivable."
"With Lau Kin-ming and Huang Zhicheng arrested, and several other Blackies caught, Hon Sam might be on guard."
"We need to act fast; we absolutely cannot delay."
Lu Qichang thought for a moment and said:
"Today, Ngai Wing-hau's five major leaders are having a hotpot gathering. It's a good opportunity to take them in."
"I'll also need to trouble you to bring Gandhi's wife over."
Yuen Ho-Wan smiled:
"No problem, I had my subordinates keeping an eye on her since early morning. Coincidentally, yesterday Guo Liang and Gandhi's wife appeared together in Macau."
Lu Qichang took a deep breath:
"No time to lose; let's begin the operation."
The two of them each gathered their respective teams and acted swiftly and decisively.
Yuen Ho-Wan headed straight to Gandhi's home.
For this operation, Wong Bing-Yiu had given the green light, and all necessary procedures were in place. Gandhi's family couldn't stop them.
Gandhi's wife looked at them in confusion:
"If you want to talk about Gandhi's affairs, go find Gandhi. I never participate in my husband's business."
Yuen Ho-Wan threw a stack of photos at her:
"Is that your husband?"
Gandhi's wife didn't care:
"Gandhi cheating outside? With that little thing of his, he'd just be making a fool of himself."
However, after seeing the photos, she was completely stunned.
She suddenly shrieked loudly:
"You are invading my privacy!"
Those weren't photos of Gandhi cheating; they were secret photos of her dating Guo Liang!
Gandhi's wife was exasperated, mixed with a hint of fear, and instinctively tore up the photos.
Yuen Ho-Wan shattered her illusion with a single sentence:
"Tear as much as you want. We can get as many photos like these as we want."
Gandhi's wife gave a bitter smile, stopping her actions. The negatives were in their hands, so of course they could get as many photos as they wanted.
"What do you want to do?"
Yuen Ho-Wan showed no compassion for her whatsoever:
"Madam, you wouldn't want Gandhi to know that you're having an affair with Guo Liang, would you?"
Thud!
Gandhi's wife collapsed onto the floor.
She truly didn't dare let Gandhi know, otherwise, both she and Guo Liang wouldn't live.
Becoming sculptures? Feeding fish? Or perhaps death by a thousand cuts... These were probably their most likely experiences.
After being interrogated, or perhaps being given morphine and sent to a brothel to entertain clients... Gandhi's wife immediately recognized the situation:
"Tell me, what do you want to do?"
Yuen Ho-Wan smiled slightly:
"Madam, we just want to handle the case."
"As long as you tell us about your relationship with Guo Liang from beginning to end, we promise not to bother you."
Gandhi's wife, helpless, finally said:
"You win!"
Yuen Ho-Wan gave a look, and Cheng Silin, who was temporarily assigned, immediately began questioning Gandhi's wife.
There was no other way; their team didn't even have a woman.
In fact, not only their team but also Lu Qichang's and Lam Ho-Tin's teams didn't have any women.
"Without women, interrogating these female suspects is very troublesome!"
Yuen Ho-Wan's side went very smoothly.
Gandhi's wife had already been mentally broken by the immense fear of death, and after every two sentences she confessed, she would ask, "Officer, you will definitely bring Gandhi to justice, right?"
Or she would add a sentence,
"Officer, you definitely won't let Gandhi know about what Guo Liang and I did, right?"
Cheng Silin spent a lot of effort to complete the interrogation.
Gandhi's wife obediently signed the document, looking at them expectantly.
Cheng Silin said coldly:
"If you knew this would happen, wouldn't it have been better if you had married Guo Liang?"
She looked down on such unfaithful people.
However, she was ultimately soft-hearted,
"Don't worry, we won't involve innocent people."
Gandhi's wife thanked them profusely, but after Yuen Ho-Wan and his team left, she suddenly remembered a crucial question: "That female officer only said she wouldn't involve innocent people, but do I count as innocent?"
All the way, Cheng Silin was still indignant:
"This guy deserves to die; she actually cheated on her husband."
"Either don't get married, or if you marry, don't cheat."
Yuen Ho-Wan wisely said nothing.
Cheng Silin yelled:
"Why are you talking so loudly?"
Yuen Ho-Wan's face was full of question marks: Did I just speak?
By the time they returned to the Police Force, Lu Qichang had already separately detained Ni's five major leaders.
"Did you get the confession?"
Cheng Silin quietly held up Gandhi's wife's confession, and Lu Qichang was overjoyed:
"Thank you, Officer Cheng."
Yuen Ho-Wan sighed, thinking that Si-lin was getting better at deceiving people.
Lu Qichang and Yuen Ho-Wan exchanged glances,
"Shall we divide the work?"
Yuen Ho-Wan immediately said: "I'll talk to Guo Liang about life."
Lu Qichang thought for a moment:
"You can go talk to Blackie later."
"Our people have entered Blackie's warehouse; I'll give you the photos shortly."
Yuen Ho-Wan said in surprise:
"You found Blackie's warehouse? Why are you still keeping him around then?"
Lu Qichang pulled him aside and whispered:
"The lead to the warehouse was obtained by the Big Sir through the Big Shot's channels."
"Anyway, we've already sent people to keep an eye on it."
"Blackie can't escape, and neither can the warehouse."
The Big Shot was Lin Feng.
Yuen Ho-Wan thought it made sense:
"Now, uprooting The Ni Family is the main mission."
But the corners of his mouth felt a little bitter,
"We're the police, and we actually have to rely on Triad members to take down The Ni Family. No matter how I think about it, there's a sense of defeat."
Lu Qichang's mouth also twitched, but he still reminded him,
"Don't talk nonsense. The Big Shot's record is very clean."
Yuen Ho-Wan just smiled.
Lu Qichang, fearing that he might get carried away, reminded him again:
"Think about that check!"
Yuen Ho-Wan's mood immediately calmed down.
Lin Feng had clearly explained the ins and outs of the check. This was Tung Sing's compensation for his bounty, and it revealed too much information.
The B family massacre was carried out by Tung Sing.
Tung Sing wanted to shift the blame.
So Lin Feng simply donated the check.
However, that wasn't the most important thing. Lin Feng sending the check also had another meaning—
If you don't quickly overthrow The Ni Family, then don't blame me for throwing a few more checks into the underworld!
By then, The Ni Family would certainly fall, but bloodshed in the underworld would be inevitable.
The police absolutely would not want to see this situation.
In any case, the role of the police is to deter crime and maintain social stability.
Yuen Ho-Wan sighed deeply:
"Our goal is consistent with the Big Shot's, so let's get to work."
The two nodded slightly and, with their men, entered different interrogation rooms.
When Yuen Ho-Wan pushed open the door, Guo Liang arrogantly had his feet on the table, even humming "Cosmic Sword."
Guo Liang was a seasoned criminal who had been to jail countless times. The Police Force's file on him was three feet thick, and he no longer cared about being brought in by the police.
"Sir, is it illegal for a few old friends like us to eat hotpot?"
Yuen Ho-Wan sighed:
"I invited you here for your own good."
Guo Liang laughed heartily:
"Officer, we don't have any friendship."
"You want to play the 'pulling strings' game with me?"
"You've got the wrong person."
Yuen Ho-Wan said seriously:
"The Saturday Ngai Kun died was originally the day you were supposed to submit your payments to The Ni Family."
"Gandhi took the lead in refusing to pay, and you and Blackie thought he was right."
"Then you also publicly declared that you wouldn't pay."
"But, Ngai Wing-hau made one phone call, and you all betrayed Gandhi..."
Guo Liang immediately pulled his legs in and quickly sat up:
"Officer, I don't know anything about The Ni Family or any payments."
"Don't drag people into this haphazardly."
"From now on, I will not speak until my lawyer is present."
Yuen Ho-Wan shrugged,
"If you don't want to talk, then don't talk. Just listen to what I have to say."
"Ngai Wing-hau is very clever; he divided and conquered you all."
"He called you first."
"And you were the first to back down."
A storm raged in Guo Liang's heart. Who the hell told the Police Force about this ghostly matter?
Could one of the other four people who ate hotpot be a traitor?
No way?
Yuen Ho-Wan threw out a stack of photos,
"Tell me, if Gandhi knew about this, would he spare you?"
Guo Liang was stunned!
The Police Force knew about such a confidential matter?
He couldn't believe it.
He tremblingly opened the photos, and with just one glance, Guo Liang felt like fainting. Damn, it really was true.
However, Guo Liang moved his mouth and immediately thought of an excuse.
Yuen Ho-Wan had already thought of it for him:
"Are you going to tell me that you met by chance in Macau and traveled together?"
"After all, we didn't get any bedroom photos of you, right?"
Guo Liang gave a dry laugh, feeling uneasy:
"Yes, yes, yes, it was just a misunderstanding."
Yuen Ho-Wan sneered:
"If we show these photos to Gandhi, do you think he'll believe it's a misunderstanding?"
Hiss!
Guo Liang remained dazed for a long while.
Let alone Gandhi, if someone showed him photos of his own wife with other men, he'd make sure there was one more statue in the sea.
Yuen Ho-Wan said calmly:
"We are the Police Force, and we operate on evidence. So, we thoughtfully provided additional evidence."
Guo Liang stared blankly at a confession Yuen Ho-Wan threw over, which turned out to be Gandhi's wife's statement. He completely broke down—'Are you a devil?'
Yuen Ho-Wan propped his arms on the table, leaning forward. He was already tall, and this posture exuded a strong sense of intimidation.
There was no smile at all, replaced entirely by a stern expression,
"Do you want to wait for your lawyer?"
"I'll tell you straight, you have two paths to choose from."
"First, we release you and we release Gandhi. But Gandhi will receive these photos and this confession before he goes home."
Guo Liang hastily said: "No, no, no, that will cause deaths, Officer!"
Yuen Ho-Wan's gaze was like a tiger, ready to devour its prey:
"Second, become a Police Force informant and testify against Gandhi and Ngai Wing-hau."
"The path is laid out for you; choose for yourself!"
Yuen Ho-Wan casually pushed open the door to another interrogation room.
Blackie looked at him suspiciously.
"Officer, isn't it a bit inappropriate to invite us here for no reason?"
Yuen Ho-Wan didn't answer him, but instead started chatting casually with Blackie,
"The five Chiefs of The Ni Family all like to eat hotpot when they gather."
"This time, we invited all five of you here, but we originally weren't going to interrogate Gandhi and Wen Zheng."
"Gandhi is the most powerful of the five Chiefs; he's a die-hard, and he'll definitely hold out to the end."
"Wen Zheng is a complete fence-sitter; as soon as you five fall, he definitely won't hold out either."
"I think, since you're so smart, you must know why we're interrogating Hon Sam, Guo Liang, and you!"
Blackie chuckled:
"Inspector Yuen, I don't understand what you're saying."
"What do The Ni Family's five Chiefs have to do with me?"
Yuen Ho-Wan smiled:
"It doesn't matter if you don't want to talk."
"It's just that you've been a frequent visitor to the Police Force."
"You should understand one thing."
"We in the Police Force have a rule: whoever speaks first gets preferential treatment."
Blackie pouted. He knew such preferential treatment existed, but he definitely didn't want it.
To put it bluntly, it was nothing more than becoming a Police Force informant and testifying against others.
If he did that, his life would be over.
Given the crimes he had committed, it would be enough to put him in jail for life.
Yuen Ho-Wan sighed:
"Your opportunities are running out."
Blackie still pouted. He had seen the Police Force's tactics many times.
This was just an attempt to intimidate him.
Yuen Ho-Wan seriously considered for him:
"Guo Liang has already confessed,"
"Your opportunities are running out."
Blackie's face changed dramatically:
"Are you bluffing me?"
Yuen Ho-Wan mocked:
"Would I, a Senior Inspector of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, bluff you?"
"Are you, a nobody, worth me bluffing you?"
Blackie didn't speak, his feet unconsciously trembling.
These small movements did not escape Yuen Ho-Wan's eyes in the slightest,
"Why are you shaking your leg? Feeling guilty?"
"Back then, you all, led by Gandhi, wanted to resist The Ni Family and refused to pay them."
"Why didn't you resist to the end?"
"Didn't you want to?"
Blackie's face darkened. His face was already dark, making it even harder to discern his expression when it was dark.
Yuen Ho-Wan casually threw over a stack of photos.
Blackie wanted to look but didn't want to.
He was afraid this was a Police Force sting operation.
Yuen Ho-Wan sat down grandly, becoming completely relaxed:
"Take a look."
"Otherwise, you'll regret it."
Blackie was quite angry. Yuen Ho-Wan's demeanor clearly showed he didn't take him seriously.
Yuen Ho-Wan seemed lazy, but in reality, he was very arrogant, meaning he had Blackie completely figured out.
Blackie had been in the Triad for so many years, watching Chan Yan-kin rise from Senior Inspector to Superintendent to Senior Superintendent, yet he had never given the Police Force any leverage.
You, a junior, dare to disregard me like this?
I'll look then!
Blackie snatched the photos, and then his whole body froze!
He was very familiar with the contents of the photos; he had to check on them every three days.
"Very familiar, aren't you?"
"This is your warehouse."
"The amount of powder in there is enough to put you in jail for life."
Blackie's heart was bleeding:
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Yuen Ho-Wan remained lazy:
"Yes, your name, Blackie, isn't written on it, so you can certainly deny that this is your warehouse."
"However, please take a look, my friend, are you very familiar with the goods inside?"
"Do you feel that they shouldn't originally belong to you?"
Blackie suddenly stood up, pointing a trembling finger at Yuen Ho-Wan:
"You... you..."
Yuen Ho-Wan still had that lazy, annoying look,
"I told you nicely, your time is running out."
"Guo Liang has already started spilling everything he knows. Do you think I'm bluffing you?"
"Do you have such a big face?"
Yuen Ho-Wan slightly straightened his posture. Having an ace up his sleeve felt great.
The pressure from that important figure was indeed immense; even the Chief of the West Kowloon Police Headquarters had been mobilized by him.
But the help he received was also abundant.
Like these clues, it was like having food fed directly into his mouth. If he still couldn't handle these guys, Yuen Ho-Wan felt he would be unworthy of the name Hot-shot Detective.
Yuen Ho-Wan slowly stood up. He was very tall, and his presence usually intimidated criminals.
"I'm kindly showing you a clear path, and you're still refusing?"
"Alright then, I'm too lazy to say more to you."
"To be honest, this warehouse is already being monitored by my colleagues. Anyone who dares to go to that warehouse is walking into a trap."
"Which means, it's basically impossible for you to cash in the goods from the warehouse."
"You'll lose a fortune!"
Blackie's hands trembled even more violently; this was his biggest fear.
Yuen Ho-Wan sneered:
"You don't seem to understand the situation."
"You can certainly deny that this warehouse is yours, but a portion of the goods inside belongs to Gandhi."
"We certainly can't definitively link this warehouse to you, but as long as we publish the information in newspapers..."
"We have media partners, and cases involving drugs will definitely be publicized everywhere. This is a great opportunity to boost our Police Force's image."
"We'll feature certain items prominently; you should know what those items are, right?"
"Then Gandhi will discover that goods that should have been at the bottom of the sea have suddenly appeared in your warehouse."
"You can, of course, deny the warehouse is yours."
"We have no evidence."
"But will Gandhi not know that warehouse is yours?"
"Does he need evidence?"
Blackie was immediately in a mess; Yuen Ho-Wan's words struck his weak spot.
Yuen Ho-Wan suddenly changed from his lazy demeanor, his face becoming ferocious:
"You scum, I actually don't advocate for your arrest."
"Do you know why?"
"Hong Kong has abolished the death penalty. Even if you were shot ten times, you'd still be getting off easy."
"Putting you in jail is letting you off lightly."
"I don't care if you're brought to justice by us. Letting Gandhi torture you is a good idea for me."
"Think about it, how will Gandhi torture you?"
"Three knives and six holes? Cement barrel top? Lingchi? Or other tricks?"
Blackie immediately shouted:
"No, no, no, you can't do this to me. You're the Police Force; you can't do such cruel things."
"I admit that warehouse is mine."
"Please arrest me quickly."
Yuen Ho-Wan's eyes widened in anger:
"What else?"
Blackie had a sudden flash of insight:
"I know a lot about the others, including you, Gandhi, Hon Sam, Guo Liang, Wen Zheng... I'll tell you everything."
Slam!
Yuen Ho-Wan cursed furiously:
"Then why aren't you confessing quickly?"
"I'm being kind and telling you, and you still refuse. You just have to make me waste my breath."
"Worthless!"