Crossing Hong Kong to be a police officer, but the system is wrong

Yifeng, a society that once made waves in the New Territories, is now shrouded in a haze.

Over the past week, the police's comprehensive crackdown has hit like a storm, dealing a heavy blow to Yifeng's many entertainment venues.

Mahjong parlors are no longer as noisy as they used to be. No one wants to sit down and play two rounds of mahjong before being checked by the police for their ID cards. Nightclubs are lit up every night for card checking, and the lights are brighter than those in shopping malls during the day. Guests can only go to saunas, foot baths, and eat fruit in saunas. Game arcades and KTVs are even more deserted...

Yifeng's uncles, who were used to a comfortable life of enjoying dividends without having to do any work, now felt an unprecedented crisis.

May 5, New Territories, Walled Village, Yee Fung Church.

At this time, Yifeng's boss and uncles gathered together, discussing countermeasures with serious expressions.

"Brother Lie, the police came with great force this time. Many of our places have been closed down, and our brothers' livelihoods have become a problem."

A certain uncle, Uncle Gen, said worriedly.

Mo Yilie sat in the main seat, silent, his eyes revealing a hint of fatigue and helplessness.

He also knew that this blow was a huge obstacle for Yifeng and it would not be easy to overcome it.

"We must find a way to deal with it. We can't just sit there and wait for death. Everyone, please share your ideas." Mo Yilie finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse, no longer as calm as usual.

As the person whom Mo Yilie relied on most after Mo Weili was seriously injured and fell into a coma, La Jiang had to step forward and offer advice:

"Brother Lie, I think we should be prepared to keep a low profile. We should temporarily abandon the places that should be abandoned and shrink the front line. As for high-risk businesses such as flour, I think we should temporarily stop them. The profits are high, but we have to live to enjoy them..."

Mo Yilie frowned slightly and pondered for a moment.

To be fair, what La Jiang said makes sense. Now Song Shijie from Organized Crime and Triad Bureau clearly wants to strike them as a warning and give CIB's Gong Jiapei some revenge.

If Yifeng were to continue committing crimes during such an extraordinary period, the consequences would be disastrous.

Since taking office, this killer has personally destroyed more than a dozen large and small gangs involved in flour trading, and even indirectly caused a 30% increase in the transaction price of flour in Hong Kong's underground market.

But Mo Yilie also had his own difficulties. This time when he went abroad, he had already negotiated a new channel with a group of powerful sellers. He was planning to take advantage of the market vacuum to make a big move. If he reduced the shipment volume now, or even completely stopped the flour business...

"La Jiang, doesn't that mean we have given up in advance? Then why don't we just retire? Why don't we just run a club? We should help the Tung Wah Group of Hospitals to raise funds for charity sale!"

Another uncle, the rich uncle, had a hot temper and refuted La Jiang's proposal on the spot.

"Uncle Fu, what good ideas do you have? I'm all ears!"

La Jiang has always disliked this bunch of parasites. When it comes to distributing dividends, everyone scrambles for it, but when it comes to getting things done and giving advice, no one is reliable.

"Brother Lie asked everyone to think of a solution, so just talk about it. I'll listen to Brother Lie. Anyway, I definitely don't agree with being a coward like this!"

Everyone was speechless at Uncle Fu's fence-sitter behavior.

"Brother Lie, I think we must first stabilize the internal situation before we can fight against foreign enemies. If there is a traitor in the society, we will get rid of him sooner or later! I recently received some gossip that something happened to Willy, and it seems that it is related to Bo Co."

At this time, a Fit boss named Gui Lixiong suddenly brought up this old incident again.

"what?"

"Is this crippled guy a traitor?"

"I felt that there was something wrong with him from the beginning. How could it be such a coincidence? Willy broke his leg, and now his leg was broken by a car. It must be Lame Co's revenge!"

As soon as Gui Lixiong finished speaking, there was an uproar in the main hall, and everyone glared at Su Xingbai.

Su Xingbai immediately argued: "It's none of my business, I've explained it to Brother Lie..."

"Don't make any noise!"

Mo Yilie slammed the table hard, and everyone fell silent immediately.

He glanced at Su Xingbai coldly, and the latter was frightened by his murderous aura and dared not say a word.

"I was originally planning to deal with this matter last today, but since Xiong has brought it up now, let's deal with it first."

"Lame Co, I'll give you one more chance. My cousin Willy got into trouble. Was it you who did it?"

Mo Yilie stood up from his chair, walked in front of Su Xingbai, stared into his eyes and asked.

"Of course not. It's really none of my business. Brother Lie, it was Ah Chao. It must have been Ah Chao who did it. He's hiding now. He must be absconding for fear of crime..."

Of course Su Xingbai would never admit it even if he was beaten to death!

"Very good, you're blaming it on a missing person, do you think I'm a fool? Tank, pull Ah Chao out and confront him!"

La Jiang looked at Tank with a half-smile as he pulled out Ah Chao, who had been beaten like a pig.

Fortunately, he was well prepared and threatened Achao's family to make him volunteer to be a scapegoat, otherwise it would have been difficult for the cripple to pass this stage.

Now that something has happened to this cripple, there's no guarantee that he'll reveal his plot against Mo Willy.

As a result, Achao's words were beyond La Jiang's expectation. He admitted that he had embezzled public funds without telling Mo Willy, but he refused to admit that he had hit Mo Willy.

"I know you're not convinced. Although we're a gang and don't need to talk about evidence like the police, I, Mo Yilie, have always been fair in my work. I'll let you die knowingly."

As Mo Yilie spoke, he took out a document from his arms and threw it on the table.

"I bought this today from someone in the New Territories North Crime Squad for a lot of money. It's a copy of the latest police investigation report. The two trucks that hit Willy have been found. They are not our company's cars! The peeling paint and even the tire marks are consistent with Willy's accident... The fingerprints of Su Xingbai, your lame co, were also found on it. Do you have anything else to say?"

Of course, Mo Yilie was just bragging about spending a huge amount of money. In fact, he found this document in the mailbox at his doorstep before he went out today.

He didn't know who sent it to him, but the content should be true!

"me……"

Su Xingbai was stunned. He had already specially handled the truck, but he didn't expect that his fingerprints were still left on it? And when did the police handle the case of internal revenge so carefully? It didn't make sense!

"Tank, drag him out and punish him according to the family rules!"

"Have mercy, Brother Lie, save me, Brother La Jiang!"

……

A wasteland 5 kilometers outside Yifeng Main Hall.

"Wow, this is tragic. If the fighting continues, people will die. Sir Dong, are we not going to take action yet?"

Not far from the tank execution site, the police officers were questioning the deputy commander of the Second Squad of the Regional Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, Trainee Inspector Yang Qidong.

This former undercover police officer has finally made it to the inspector level. I believe that if he can endure for another year, he will be qualified to lead a team on his own.

Yang Qidong took the last puff of his cigarette, threw away the butt, and gave the order.

"Take action!"

Song Shijie once told him not to worry too much about Su Xingbai's life or death, but at least to take the opportunity to charge Tank with serious injury.

He knew very well that the reason why Song Shijie asked him to lead the team to carry out this secret mission was not only because he trusted him, but also because he thought that he had been an undercover police officer and was ruthless enough, unlike the three captains who had an overflowing sense of justice.

"I am Yang Qidong, a trainee inspector of Organized Crime and Triad Bureau. I am ordering you to lay down your weapons and surrender immediately, or I will shoot you immediately!"

Tank was using a wooden stick to beat the traitor Su Xingbai who was tied in a sack, when suddenly a group of armed police officers appeared and surrounded them!

There was no way he could escape, so he dropped the stick and raised his hands in surrender.

……

A sea fishing club.

"Sir Song, the suspect has been arrested and the evidence is irrefutable. We will definitely be able to successfully prosecute him... Su Xingbai has been sent to the hospital. It is unclear whether he can wake up. Judging from his injuries, he will probably be useless even if he is rescued..."

"Well, Adong, well done. Bring Tank back. I'm not at the headquarters. You can interrogate him yourself, but I don't think he will reveal Mo Yilie."

Song Shijie hung up the phone and told Liang Xiaotang beside him what happened.

"As expected of Mr. Song, let them fight each other. Su Xingbai, the time bomb, was removed, and Mo Yilie lost his most loyal dog."

Liang Xiaotang complimented Song Shijie with a smile.

"Don't tell Sir Gong and Jodie about this."

Song Shijie gave Liang Xiaotang an instruction, but he had something else in his heart that he didn't say: Laughing, you don't have to thank me, even though I saved your future wife's life.

He knew very well that according to the development of the original work, Su Xingbai would eventually become the head of Yifeng and kill Zhou Wangqing with his own hands.

"Of course I know that they are too soft-hearted sometimes. The next step will be La Jiang and Mo Yilie!"

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