Chapter 169: There Are No Fools in the Underworld
"Execution-style shooting, a classic revenge."
"This must be Ah Feng's revenge, absolutely no doubt."
Chiang Tin-Sung was stunned.
To be honest, when he first learned about the Golden Club, he had been tempted and coveted it greatly.
But after Liang Kun's detailed explanation of the Golden Club's structure, Chiang Tin-Sung immediately cast aside his small greed and threw it to Java Island.
What kind of Golden Club was that?
It was a behemoth; even if a Tycoon was targeted by this Golden Club, he would have to put in a lot of effort.
For him, a lowlifes from a Triad, they could crush him effortlessly.
Soon, Chiang Tin-Sung's feeling came true; he was ambushed by gunmen below the Arrogance Restaurant.
Richard did it.
Regardless of whether Chiang Tin-Sung was the Dragon Head of the large Hung Hing Triad, the fact was that they had no way to deal with Richard.
The police were already troublesome enough, and who would have thought he was also a Foreigner?
The Foreigner had already stacked all the buffs, and he was also a Senior Superintendent from the Political Department.
This was simply not giving anyone a way to live.
Chiang Tin-Sung had no hope of retaliation, so when Lin Feng said he wanted revenge, Chiang Tin-Sung even advised him to forget about it... just thinking about it made him feel sad.
He, the dignified Dragon Head of Hung Hing, was shot and yet acted like a coward!
Was there any other powerful Dragon Head who was doing worse than him?
But what else could he do if he didn't act like a coward?
Go head-to-head with others?
He was a Foreigner, a Senior Superintendent from the Political Department, and you, a Young and Dangerous from a Triad, how would you get revenge on him?
Chiang Tin-Sung didn't think Lin Feng had such capability.
Even if he did, he would probably anger the police and bring more trouble to his Triad.
That's right, when Chiang Tin-Sung saw Richard's death, he didn't feel very happy.
His first reaction after confirming that Foreigner Richard was dead was to wonder if this matter would implicate Hung Hing.
Chiang Tin-Sung pondered for a moment and called Lin Feng:
"Ah Feng, that Foreigner Richard is dead, do you know?"
Lin Feng answered lazily:
"I just saw the news."
"I thought he could last a few more days."
Chiang Tin-Sung immediately felt relieved:
"So, Richard wasn't killed by someone you sent?"
Lin Feng said in surprise:
"Mr. Chiang, don't casually slander people. I am a law-abiding good businessman. How could I do such a thing?"
"Richard's death has nothing to do with me."
Chiang Tin-Sung absolutely didn't believe a single word Lin Feng said. The more Lin Feng said this, the more certain he was that Richard's death must be related to Lin Feng.
"Mr. Chiang, Richard wasn't killed by me; it should have been done by someone from the club."
"I thought he would at least last two more days even if he died, but I didn't expect the club to be so decisive in killing."
"Amazing!"
Chiang Tin-Sung asked curiously:
"What means did you use to get the club members to kill Richard?"
Lin Feng chuckled:
"I can tell you, but Mr. Chiang, do you want to hear it?"
Chiang Tin-Sung immediately refused:
"It's enough for me to know that it started because of you."
"This Foreigner's death has truly allowed me to vent my anger."
"Ah Feng, well done!"
Chiang Tin-Sung was a smart man, so he wouldn't delve into what methods Lin Feng used.
Richard was an indispensable part of the Golden Club, and Lin Feng actually had the ability to get Richard killed, which was truly remarkable.
Smart people don't need to know too much; knowing too many secrets means a lot of trouble that is impossible to avoid.
"Ah Feng, will this matter implicate our Triad?"
Chiang Tin-Sung's only concern was involving Hung Hing.
"Mr. Chiang, the shot you took below the Arrogance Restaurant is unavoidable."
"If the police can truly dig out the people who ambushed you that day, they will know it was Richard who did it."
"But you don't have to worry; at most, they will send people to go through the process and understand what happened."
"That's all."
"I assure you, the person who killed Richard was definitely from the Golden Club, not one of us."
"In fact, that killer has nothing to do with us."
Chiang Tin-Sung asked in surprise:
"Do you know who the killer is?"
Lin Feng answered decisively:
"I don't know."
Chiang Tin-Sung was puzzled:
"Then how are you so sure it has nothing to do with our Hung Hing?"
Lin Feng said righteously:
"Regarding your ambush, you entrusted me to investigate, and I didn't send anyone to kill Richard, so it definitely wasn't our people."
Chiang Tin-Sung suddenly asked:
"Was it Lam Yiu-cheung?"
Lin Feng sighed:
"Mr. Chiang, if Brother Chang had the courage to kill Richard, would he have lost face and come to ask us to investigate?"
Chiang Tin-Sung laughed wryly.
"Alright, then that's that."
"Well done, Ah Feng!"
Hanging up the phone, Chiang Tin-Sung fiercely clenched his fist, his face showing a fierce look:
"Dare to ambush me?"
"Now you're dead, huh!"
"Do you really think our Hung Hing is easy to mess with?"
"I'm afraid this Foreigner didn't even know how he died until his last breath."
Putting down his worries, Chiang Tin-Sung suddenly felt a surge of joy.
For Young and Dangerous in the underworld, face is one of the things they value most.
As the Dragon Head of Hung Hing, Chiang Tin-Sung was shot, and to say he didn't want revenge would be a lie.
But he had no way to get revenge.
This was a thorn in his heart.
Now Richard was dead, and it was almost certain that Lin Feng of Hung Hing did it.
This was no different from Chiang Tin-Sung doing it himself.
"Ah Feng is truly a talent!"
"He killed Richard, yet didn't bring any disaster to the Triad. I'm afraid no one in the underworld knows that Richard's death was because of Lin Feng."
"Liang Kun really has dumb luck!"
"Why don't I have such a thoughtful and capable brother?"
Chiang Tin-Sung couldn't help but envy Liang Kun yet again.
In fact, he did have one; Chiang Tin-Sung's own brother, Chiang Tin-Yeung, developed much more powerfully and was much higher up than Chiang Tin-Sung.
It's just that… that kind of relationship was too subtle.
With Richard's death, Chiang Tin-Sung suddenly felt the entire space open up, the air seemed sweet, and everything was so wonderful.
It's just a pity that Richard was clearly killed by Lin Feng's methods, but this kind of thing couldn't be explained to others; he could only secretly revel in it.
Other than that, everything was perfect.
However, it seems that no one who has been in the underworld for so long is a fool. He was shot, and then Richard was executed… it all seemed too coincidental.
"So, people in the underworld also know."
"Then…"
"My Hung Hing is truly powerful!"
Those who are in the underworld never talk about evidence; it's all based on personal judgment. If they say you did it, you did it, and arguing won't help.
Chiang Tin-Sung guessed correctly; there are no fools in the underworld.
Especially those who have been around for a long time and are powerful Chairmen, even less so.
The moment he learned that Richard had been executed by firing squad, Lam Yiu-cheung immediately found Master Jin:
"Master Jin, who do you think did this to Richard?"
Master Jin's expression was solemn:
"An execution-style shooting, clearly revenge."
"Richard must have offended someone significant."
"Who has he offended recently?"
Lam Yiu-cheung shrugged:
"Us and Hung Hing."
"Chiang Tin-Sung being ambushed below the Arrogance Restaurant was a big commotion."
Master Jin smiled:
"Then it's most likely Lin Feng who did it."
Lam Yiu-cheung couldn't believe it:
"Lin Feng did it? No way?"
Master Jin said seriously:
"You only know that Lin Feng is Hung Hing's most famous and well-liked Straw Sandal, but you don't know where his good connections come from."
Lam Yiu-cheung frowned, deep in thought:
"Now that you mention it, I have heard a rumor…"
"The rumor says his good connections were fought for."
Master Jin played with two white jade balls in his hand.
"That's right, they were fought for."
"It's normal to make enemies when you're in the underworld. Some things can be resolved with a few sharp words and clearing up misunderstandings."
"But there are always some people who are petty."
"They always want to get rid of you to feel at ease."
Lam Yiu-cheung was puzzled:
"Ah Feng isn't that kind of person."
Master Jin shrugged:
"I wasn't talking about Ah Feng; I was talking about his enemies."
"When Ah Feng encounters such people, he always strikes first and eliminates them all."
"His enemies are all dead, so who among the remaining people would bother Hung Hing's Straw Sandal?"
"The world is vast, and who knows if one day they might need help from the other party?"
Lam Yiu-cheung was particularly surprised:
"And Ah Feng's record is still as clean as a blank sheet of paper?"
Master Jin sighed:
"That's Ah Feng's brilliance."
"Don't forget the divination I did for him."
Lam Yiu-cheung held back and held back, but finally asked:
"That divination… is it true?"
Master Jin said very seriously:
"You can question other things about me, but you cannot question my Zhou Tian Yi Shu; the hexagrams clearly show it."
"Do you think I would make things up?"
Lam Yiu-cheung said with a wry smile,
"That matter is too mysterious…"
Master Jin snorted coldly.
Lam Yiu-cheung quickly apologized, then asked in confusion,
"Ah Feng killed Richard like that, isn't he afraid the police will investigate him?"
Master Jin chuckled,
"Ah Feng has killed many people before, have you ever seen the police investigate him?"
"I guess he must have used special methods."
"Perhaps, it wasn't even Lin Feng who made the move."
Lam Yiu-cheung asked in surprise,
"Not Lin Feng?"
"Then who was it?"
Master Jin was, after all, an old hand:
"Tell me, is it possible that something went wrong with the Golden Club?"
Lam Yiu-cheung said, stunned,
"Internal strife?"
Master Jin smiled and nodded,
"Why not?"
Lam Yiu-cheung pondered for a long time, and the more he thought about it, the more awkward it felt:
"This… that can't be, right?"
Master Jin smiled and said,
"Ah Chang, our perspectives are different."
"Or rather, everyone's perspective is different."
"We cannot be omniscient and omnipotent. If a person is omniscient, they are almost omnipotent."
"The reason why fortune tellers are so respected is because they can know things that others don't."
"Just like me."
"From our perspective, we believe Hung Hing and Richard are enemies. We all know that Richard sent people to shoot Chiang Tin-Sung, but in other people's eyes, do they know about this?"
"We also know that Chiang Tin-Sung entrusted this matter to Ah Feng to investigate, but do others know?"
"Others don't know, so tell me, would others guess these things?"
Master Jin said meaningfully,
"If we talk about who has the deepest feud with Richard, it's still our Sun Luen Shing."
"You should prepare in advance."
Lam Yiu-cheung didn't understand what he meant:
"What preparations?"
Master Jin sighed,
"Preparations for the police to come knocking."
Lam Yiu-cheung was stunned again.
Master Jin comforted him,
"But don't worry, Ah Feng's methods will ensure that no Triad will be implicated."
"Otherwise, his record wouldn't be so clean."
"He is extremely serious about doing things."
"Even if the police come, it's just a formality."
Lam Yiu-cheung chuckled,
"Master Jin, you're joking. I wouldn't say a single word about Hung Hing."
"However…"
"I guess everyone in the underworld knows that Ah Feng did this to Richard."
Master Jin asked in surprise,
"Why do you make that judgment?"
Lam Yiu-cheung shrugged,
"The underworld doesn't believe in coincidences."
"Chiang Tin-Sung was shot in the arm, and then Richard was executed in an execution-style shooting. No matter how you think about it, it's strange."
"No one in the underworld believes this is a coincidence; they would rather believe it's Hung Hing retaliating against Richard."
Master Jin waved his hand,
"Then let them think that way."
"Anyway, Lin Feng won't admit it, and Chiang Tin-Sung won't either."
Lam Yiu-cheung smiled,
"Whether they admit it or not, they did it."
"What does it matter if they admit it or not?"
Master Jin also smiled,
"You're right."
The two drank a cup of tea, and Master Jin asked,
"What do you plan to do with Ah Tim?"
"Richard is dead; you need to be careful that Ah Tim doesn't do anything out of line."
Lam Yiu-cheung's expression darkened slightly:
"Are you saying… he's going to rebel?"
Master Jin sighed,
"I know your feelings for Ah Tim, but this guy dared to collude with Richard to kill Lo Chung-lun… that has already crossed the line."
"He even dared to kill a Superintendent from Tsim Sha Tsui O-Team; what else wouldn't he dare to kill?"
Lam Yiu-cheung hesitated for a while, then finally said,
"I promised Ah Feng that if he found the mole, the mole's life would not be in my hands."
"Let Ah Feng decide Ah Tim's fate."
Master Jin nodded silently,
"According to Ah Feng's style, Ah Tim's actions have crossed his bottom line. This guy is dead for sure."
A hint of sadness flashed in Lam Yiu-cheung's eyes, but he hid it well, and it disappeared in an instant.
Master Jin added,
"Regarding the next Dragon Head, would it be better to change the person?"
Lam Yiu-cheung's hand holding the teacup paused again:
"Chuen Bo… isn't he good?"
Master Jin said with a wry smile,
"Chuen Bo's fate was originally good, but his ten-year grand luck just ended this year, his fate palace is clashing with Tai Sui, and the position of Dragon Head Chairman is a Three Killings position…"
"Do you want to reconsider?"
Lam Yiu-cheung pondered for a long time, finally saying,
"When you chose me back then, you probably didn't expect the Triad to develop to its current state, did you?"
"How Sun Luen Shing develops, that's something Chuen Bo, Ah Lok, and the others should consider."
Master Jin sighed, no longer trying to persuade him.
This was the difference between Master Jin and Uncle Deng and Master Shen.
Although the three were all elders of their respective Triads, their styles were completely different.
If Uncle Deng encountered such a thing, he would definitely try to make the other party change their mind.
Master Shen was even more direct; he himself had served as Dragon Head of Wo Hing Shing for several terms, and his father had also been Dragon Head of Wo Hing Shing. His personal prestige was unmatched, so if he opposed something, even the Dragon Head Chairman couldn't go against it.
Master Jin would simply give his opinion wholeheartedly; if you listened, great, if not, there was nothing he could do, right?
In Uncle Deng's room, Richard's death was also being discussed.
"Richard has been stirring up trouble lately, causing chaos in the underworld."
"I heard that a large number of 'Number Four' appeared suddenly in Kowloon Walled City, and there were rumors in the underworld that Richard was behind it."
"Coupled with Chiang Tin-Sung being shot at You Gwat Hei Restaurant, and Lin Feng once again having a bounty on his head, some people say that case was done by the Foreigner."
"I just guessed that Richard was going to be unlucky."
Uncle Deng was talking to the middle-aged man next to him while preparing kung fu tea.
The middle-aged man chuckled,
"Uncle Deng, even though you're at home, nothing in the underworld can be hidden from you."
Uncle Deng shook his head and said,
"Although I've retired, once you enter the underworld, you're not your own master; how can I just live in leisure?"
"When Chiang Tin-Sung was shot, I guessed that Hung Hing wouldn't let it go. You see, Lin Feng put up a bounty."
The middle-aged man chuckled,
"Bounties are useful, but they may not always be useful."
Uncle Deng reminded him,
"Lok Siu, Lin Feng is a formidable opponent for our Wo Luen Shing. No, to be precise, he is your formidable opponent. Be careful."
Lam Wai Lok asked in surprise,
"I keep hearing news about him lately. I heard that Big D's transfer to Hung Hing on the sixth day of next month was arranged by him? He's really impressive."
"Big D is a stubborn character, yet he could be persuaded by Lin Feng. He truly lives up to being Hung Hing's strongest Straw Sandal."
Uncle Deng looked dejected,
"My original intention was to let Big D meet Lin Feng at Fine B's funeral to warn him to be careful."
"Who knew it would backfire."
"Now that the Triads have agreed, it can't be changed."
Lam Wai Lok said with longing,
"When you say that, it even piques my curiosity; I want to meet this Lin Feng."
Uncle Deng stiffened, then said with a wry smile,
"I actually don't want you to meet him anymore."
Lam Wai Lok asked in surprise,
"Uncle Deng, are you afraid I'll follow in Big D's footsteps?"
Uncle Deng said truthfully,
"I am a little afraid, yes."
Lam Wai Lok burst out laughing,
"How could that be?"
Uncle Deng sighed,
"Even though I'm from Wo Luen Shing, I have to say that Hung Hing's Lin Feng is the most outstanding young man I've ever seen."
A glint flashed in Lam Wai Lok's eyes, and he lowered his head to drink tea as if nothing had happened, perfectly avoiding Uncle Deng's gaze.
"Lok Siu, you are a rare talent in our Wo Luen Shing. Among this generation, Big D, Tai Po Black, Koon Tsai Sum, and others are not as good as you."
"However, if you compare yourself to Lin Feng, you're still a bit lacking."
Lam Wai Lok showed no displeasure at all and sincerely asked for advice,
"What am I lacking?"
Uncle Deng explained,
"You are too subtle in your actions and lack a certain assertiveness."
"When Chiang Tin-Sung was shot, Lin Feng immediately put up a bounty without a word, openly sending a message to the underworld—no matter who was behind the shooting, Hung Hing would retaliate."
Lam Wai Lok said with a half-smile,
"But it was Richard who caused the shooting, so what can Lin Feng do?"
Uncle Deng looked at him with a strange expression,
"Don't you know that after the news of Richard's death came out, Lin Feng's bounty was immediately withdrawn?"
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Chapter 170: Keep a Low Profile, Act with High Profile
"Could Mr. Lin have done this?"
Kang Daohang looked at Inspector Cheng Guobin in surprise.
"What are you trying to say?"
Inspector Cheng Guobin took a deep breath:
"Chiang Tin-Sung of Hung Hing was shot outside You Gu Qi Restaurant a few days ago, and then Mr. Lin posted a bounty for the entire underworld."
"You're saying, just by coincidence, that the bounty was canceled right after Richard's death was announced to the media..."
"Could it be Mr. Lin who did it?"
Kang Daohang was silent for a while before asking:
"Where's the evidence?"
Inspector Cheng Guobin shook his head regretfully:
"None."
Kang Daohang suddenly smiled:
"Even if you did, what would you do?"
Inspector Cheng Guobin frowned for a long time:
"Nothing."
Kang Daohang shook his head:
"That won't do."
"This case wasn't done by Mr. Lin. I think you understand this. It's clearly an internal problem at the Golden Club."
"Richard must have done something wrong."
"Otherwise, he wouldn't have been executed."
Inspector Cheng Guobin asked curiously:
"Are you so sure?"
Kang Daohang nodded:
"I'm sure."
Inspector Cheng Guobin suddenly became curious:
"Why are you so sure?"
Kang Daohang didn't hide it from him:
"Ever since I learned about the existence of the Golden Club, I set up observation points around it."
Inspector Cheng Guobin's mouth gaped open.
He had thought he was audacious enough.
Investigating a Senior Superintendent without reporting it first was already a breach of procedure.
Kang Daohang actually dared to monitor the Golden Club?
From his demeanor, he clearly intended to monitor it long-term.
"Why are you so surprised?"
"Don't forget, I'm the head of the secret investigation team."
"Investigating the case of Superintendent Lo Chung-lun is my job."
"Since I know Lo Chung-lun's death is related to the Golden Club, is there a problem with me setting up two observation points?"
Inspector Cheng Guobin stared blankly at Kang Daohang, suddenly realizing the difference between himself and Kang Daohang.
This guy was truly bold.
Once he took on a task, no matter which important figure was involved, he would bravely push forward.
He was far superior to himself in this regard.
Inspector Cheng Guobin absolutely did not believe that Kang Daohang was unaware of the Golden Club's mysterious background. To dare to arrange for three observation points knowing its background was beyond mere boldness.
A Senior Superintendent from the Political Department could make Inspector Cheng Guobin and the Tsim Sha Tsui Sub-Bureau distraught, yet the other person was investigating as if nothing happened, bearing the immense pressure of the Golden Club.
This ability to withstand pressure was truly astonishing.
Suddenly, a strange thought popped into Inspector Cheng Guobin's mind:
"You just said... you set up observation points around the Golden Club?"
Kang Daohang nodded.
"How many?"
Inspector Cheng Guobin pressed eagerly.
"Three."
Kang Daohang's lips curled into a smile,
"It seems you've already figured it out?"
Inspector Cheng Guobin was quite excited:
"So, you saw who took Richard away?"
Kang Daohang handed him a file:
"Here, these people are all here."
Inspector Cheng Guobin suddenly reacted:
"If I hadn't figured out this layer, would you have given me this file?"
Kang Daohang admitted without hesitation:
"Of course!"
"Because of Lo Chung-lun's death, you were overly emotional. Our work is so critical; I wouldn't tell you anything in-depth."
"If I told you that, there would be no need to investigate the case."
Inspector Cheng Guobin was speechless.
Having been a frontline police officer for so many years, he had seen too many stories of people making grave mistakes due to emotional impulsiveness.
He never expected that one day, he would become such a person.
"Who took Richard away?"
"You see for yourself."
Inspector Cheng Guobin opened the file bag, which contained a stack of photos documenting Richard being taken away from the Golden Club.
"Huh?"
"Richard's expression is very abnormal."
"He, he seems to have been escorted out."
"But... why were Foreigners the ones taking him away?"
Kang Daohang handed over another document:
"There's something very interesting in here."
Inspector Cheng Guobin looked at Kang Daohang again, then opened the photos, which contained two files.
His pupils suddenly constricted, and he exclaimed:
"Security Bureau? ICAC?"
"You're not mistaken, are you?"
The documents clearly contained two files of Foreigners.
The files stated that one, named William, belonged to the Security Bureau's Executive Team, and the other, also named Richard, belonged to the Security Bureau's Executive Department.
Inspector Cheng Guobin looked at Kang Daohang in astonishment:
"What happened next?"
Kang Daohang shrugged:
"My people were lucky to get this far."
"I set up three fixed observation points here, but I didn't arrange any mobile ones."
"These people are all experts; they would immediately detect if they were being followed."
"Just the people who have shown themselves are enough to give us trouble."
"If we alarm the behemoth that is the Golden Club, I don't need to tell you the consequences."
Inspector Cheng Guobin was silent for a long time, a hint of strangeness in his eyes:
"When did you start watching them?"
Kang Daohang seemed to see through Inspector Cheng Guobin's thoughts:
"After the Chief appointed me as the head of the investigation team."
Inspector Cheng Guobin could hardly believe it:
"So, after Zonglun's incident?"
"Your ability is too formidable."
Kang Daohang was unconcerned:
"If you were told about such a terrifying dirty secret, you would also make early arrangements like me."
Inspector Cheng Guobin was startled:
"You mean someone told you this?"
"Who?"
"Mr. Lin?"
Kang Daohang sighed:
"Otherwise?"
"Don't try to scheme against Mr. Lin. Lo Chung-lun's matter has nothing to do with him."
"In fact, we owe him a great favor."
"The Chief's order to recall the secret undercover agents was communicated to us by Mr. Lin."
"You in Tsim Sha Tsui should have also received the notification."
Inspector Cheng Guobin nodded:
"Yes."
In fact, Lo Chung-lun was tracked by Richard and killed by Ah Tim's men precisely because he wanted to ask Lok Chi-ming for his opinion.
But if Lin Feng hadn't notified them, not only Lo Chung-lun might have died, but also Inspector Cheng Guobin himself.
From this perspective, Inspector Cheng Guobin also owed Lin Feng a great favor.
"Don't think about controlling Mr. Lin; he's a big shot you can't control."
"Just as you wouldn't dare to think about controlling Tycoon, you wouldn't dare to think about controlling Mr. Lin."
Kang Daohang warned solemnly. He had realized early on that Inspector Cheng Guobin was not just an ordinary reckless person.
"Think about it, he knew Richard's background early on, but still dared to take action against him. You know what that means, right?"
Inspector Cheng Guobin was deeply moved:
"Yes!"
A behemoth like the Golden Club, not to mention a mere Senior Inspector like Inspector Cheng Guobin, even Wong Bing-Yiu would feel despair upon seeing it.
To be able to confront this behemoth, just the courage alone was remarkable.
To dare to oppose this behemoth, then the power behind Lin Feng... Inspector Cheng Guobin secretly thought he had been foolish before.
To actually dare to scheme against him, that was truly asking for trouble.
"I don't know why the Golden Club wanted to kill Richard. I think it should be the issue of the lost checkbook you mentioned."
"I even have a bold idea: perhaps Mr. Lin did things we don't know about, in places we don't know about."
"That's what caused Richard's death."
Inspector Cheng Guobin asked:
"Why didn't you tell the Chief about this just now?"
Kang Daohang asked strangely:
"Why should I tell him?"
"There were too many people and too many eyes just now. Telling the Chief wouldn't that be leaking secrets?"
Inspector Cheng Guobin was silent.
He knew Kang Daohang knew that wasn't what he meant, and he knew Kang Daohang knew what he meant, and yet Kang Daohang still said that... "This guy doesn't trust anyone!"
Kang Daohang shook his head speechlessly:
"I am the head of the investigation team, and I am responsible for my team members."
"The Golden Club case is clearly a long-term one; I cannot let my officers live in danger."
"I'm telling you this because I want to tell you not to push people who are friendly to us to the opposite side."
Inspector Cheng Guobin still couldn't help but say:
"At least you could tell the Chief who killed Richard, right?"
Kang Daohang gently pointed to the two files:
"Then you tell me..."
"Which of these two people can we do anything about?"
Inspector Cheng Guobin was speechless.
Photos alone didn't prove anything; at most, they would be considered evidence that Richard had met them before his death, but such evidence couldn't be considered ironclad.
Any lawyer could easily refute them in court, leaving them completely discredited.
Unless Kang Daohang's secret team can get photos of these two Foreigners killing Richard, otherwise, just with the background of these two Foreigners, it wouldn't even be possible to open a case file.
Inspector Cheng Guobin took a deep breath:
"Kang Sir, I understand."
Kang Daohang lightly patted Inspector Cheng Guobin's shoulder:
"You're from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, and I'm from the Criminal Intelligence Division. The fact that we can work together in one team already indicates that this case is unusual."
"Be careful."
Inspector Cheng Guobin nodded heavily.
Those words really hit the mark.
On the other side, Lin Feng was in a great mood after seeing the news, and his mood improved even more after talking to the two Bosses on the phone.
Lam Yiu-cheung had just called, reiterating his previous promise: Ah Tim would be left to Lin Feng's discretion.
This put Lin Feng in a very good mood:
"Brother Chang is truly generous to actually stick to his promise."
"Remarkable."
Li Fu whispered:
"Brother Feng, could it be that the power you displayed intimidated Lam Yiu-cheung?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"This world doesn't lack fools, but remember, there are more smart people in this world."
"I never thought I could hide this matter completely."
"Brother Chang knowing is one thing; being able to keep his promise is another."
"After all, my identity and Richard's are different."
Li Fu was silently speechless.
Ding-a-ling.
"Brother Feng, it's Boss Ding's call."
Lin Feng took the phone and laughed:
"Brother Kun, missing me again?"
Liang Kun laughed and cursed:
"I think about you every day!"
"The Richard matter, was it your doing?"
Lin Feng declared:
"Don't slander people. The police news said he was executed by his enemies with a firing squad."
"It's the same way Ngai Kun, that dead guy, died."
"But…"
"This has nothing to do with me. I didn't send out a single one of my men."
"You can't pin the blame on me."
Liang Kun asked:
"Really not?"
Lin Feng laughed:
"It really isn't."
Liang Kun laughed and cursed:
"What does it matter if it was you?"
"We're brothers for life; we'll face it together."
Lin Feng laughed:
"The person who killed Richard really wasn't me."
He wasn't lying; the person who killed Richard really wasn't him.
However, what he also didn't explain was that Richard died because of him.
Retrieving four hundred million hong kong dollars at once, how much powder would one have to sell to make that back?
One must know that all this money was clean money that could be deposited in the bank, and the costs, inside and out, were immense.
If Richard didn't die, who would?
It was just that there was no need to tell Liang Kun these things, so as not to make him worry.
Liang Kun was surprised:
"It really wasn't your doing?"
"My phone has been ringing off the hook; there are many Jianghu Bosses looking to chat and have tea with me."
Lin Feng didn't care:
"After I received the news of Richard's death, I had Xiao Fu leak to the media, canceling the bounty for the shooting of Mr. Chiang."
Liang Kun's mouth dropped open:
"You… "
This move was truly flamboyant.
Those unaware of the truth would think that Richard was killed by Lin Feng's men; otherwise, why would he cancel the bounty?
Lin Feng laughed:
"Brother Kun, where are you now?"
Liang Kun said casually:
"I was planning to ask Big D to go for a drink. Do you need something?"
Lin Feng said speechlessly:
"Ask that guy Big D to go for a drink?"
"Forget it. Just come to my place. I have a lucrative business deal here. Do you want to join in?"
Liang Kun immediately said:
"Wait, I'll be there in ten minutes!"
Lin Feng was astonished:
"Ten minutes from Mong Kok to Victoria Peak?"
"Even with all green lights, you wouldn't make it in ten minutes. Drive slowly, safety first."
Liang Kun had already hung up.
Lin Feng shook his head and chuckled, tossing the phone to Li Fu,
"Brother Kun will be over in a bit. Arrange some food and drinks."
Li Fu quickly called the hotel to arrange for food delivery.
"Dai Kuen Pao called me, asking if we had any trouble here."
Lin Feng said with a laugh:
"He's probably not worried about our trouble here; he's worried if his Mainland has any trouble."
Li Fu shrugged:
"With your operations, they are definitely worried."
First, two hundred million hong kong dollars were quietly transported back, and then four hundred million hong kong dollars were quietly withdrawn from the bank.
It was impossible for the Mainland not to worry.
"Brother Bao said…"
"All the banks in the Mainland have raised their vigilance and increased the procedures for cash withdrawals."
"This wave of operations we did in Hong Kong really scared the Mainland."
Lin Feng shook his head slightly:
"This is still due to immature technology. Just watch, in less than a year, banks will exchange information in real-time, and doing things the way we did before will be impossible."
Li Fu was half-convinced.
It really wasn't Li Fu's fault for not having this foresight, after all, the United States' information superhighway plan hadn't been implemented, and not even a concept had been proposed.
Li Fu had never been exposed to these things before, so it was normal for him not to understand.
The food and drinks arrived quickly, and Liang Kun arrived even faster.
"Everyone else tastes wine, but when it comes to you, it turns into eating and drinking…"
Liang Kun criticized as soon as they met, but Lin Feng was unfazed:
"Without a bit of food in your stomach, what kind of wine can you taste? You might even ruin your body."
Liang Kun was speechless in astonishment:
"The ways of high society, are they not as good as yours?"
Lin Feng sneered:
"Who cares about high society?"
"I just think drinking this way is good for your health."
"Do you want some?"
Liang Kun immediately compromised:
"Yes, yes!"
This was just a daily routine between the two brothers. Whenever Liang Kun wanted to adopt some high society mannerisms, Lin Feng would always pull him back.
This often annoyed Liang Kun.
"Hon Ban from Kwai Tsing helped me out these past two days. In return, I introduced him to a business deal and wanted to bring you in as well."
Liang Kun paused:
"Benny is in international smuggling. Can I get involved in his business? I'm not familiar with that area."
Business is always about doing what you know, not what you don't. Rashly entering an unfamiliar area is a very troublesome matter.
Losing money is a normal occurrence.
Liang Kun loved money as if his life depended on it and would not invest casually, even if the business was mentioned by Lin Feng—otherwise, his net worth wouldn't be what it is now.
"You don't need to put in too much effort; you just need to invest money. Benny will handle the management and transportation, and we'll just enjoy the benefits."
Liang Kun was curious:
"What kind of business is it exactly?"
Lin Feng laughed:
"The North's red-haired giant is short on living supplies. If we smuggle these things to the North through our Mainland, we are guaranteed to make a fortune!"
Liang Kun pouted:
"Living supplies, how much can that even make?"
Lin Feng laughed:
"You don't understand, do you? Any large-scale material transport can make big money."
"The Mainland has historically implemented a salt and iron monopoly."
"Salt might seem insignificant now, but it's related to the national economy and people's livelihoods. How much money is it individually?"
"However, this is the real gold and silver mine, flowing in continuously."
Liang Kun was startled:
"You mean…"
Lin Feng said leisurely:
"The red-haired giant's industrial structure is imbalanced, and they are severely lacking in living supplies. Now, every single living supply there can basically be called the salt and iron of ancient times."
"As long as you can transport living supplies to the red-haired giant, it's a sure-fire, profitable big business."
"If you manage this well for a few years, achieving a leap in social class is absolutely not a problem."
Liang Kun immediately became interested:
"But we haven't done such a big business before, nor do we have a safe passage into the red-haired giant's territory, let alone enough production bases…"
Lin Feng looked at Liang Kun speechlessly for a long time, until the latter's face turned red, then he said:
"Didn't I just say that Benny has complete channels?"
"As for production bases, isn't there still the Mainland?"
"We don't need to worry about other things."
"We just need to invest money, and Benny will give us our share."
Liang Kun suddenly asked:
"Why would Benny have to report to us?"
"He can do this business all by himself, can't he?"
Lin Feng looked at Liang Kun with a strange gaze,
"He helped me out earlier, and I kindly introduced this business to him."
"He doesn't have connections in the Mainland, but I do."
"In the spirit of reciprocity, I originally only wanted to take a ten percent cut, but Benny felt it wasn't secure and wanted me to invest."
"We're brothers for life, so if I invest, I definitely have to tell you."
Liang Kun was overjoyed:
"Then I'll go back and have a good drink with Benny."