Chapter 17: The First Transaction
Buy!
Must buy!
Even if I have to sell everything I own, I have to buy it!
Wong Bing-Yiu gritted his teeth and said,
"How much?"
Lin Feng said indifferently,
"Two million!"
Wong Bing-Yiu's eyes nearly popped out:
"That much?"
Lin Feng said with amusement,
"Much?"
"Not much, is it?"
"This piece of information contains intelligence about your Police Force."
"Information on two corrupt officers."
"And they're corrupt officers in the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, no less."
"Just imagine how serious this is?"
"Once this news leaks, how much negative impact will it have on the Police Force's public image, which they've been cultivating on various TV stations for so long?"
The image of the Police Force was truly terrible more than a decade ago; at that time, there wasn't a single person from top to bottom who wasn't corrupt.
So much so that the Hong Kong Government later had almost no trustworthy people to use.
In the end, it had no choice but to issue an order, pardoning all police officers except for certain main culprits.
The image of the police at that time was as dark as it could get.
It was only through a large number of police-themed TV dramas on TVB and police news announcements that the image of the police was slowly turned around.
Once this image is damaged again, it would be nothing less than a serious crisis for the Police Station.
Wong Bing-Yiu's face changed.
Lin Feng acted as if he hadn't noticed, and slowly said,
"I don't need to tell you what the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau is, do I?"
"And I don't need to elaborate on how dangerous it is to have corrupt officers there."
"Once you are involved in planning the arrest of a dangerous individual, and suddenly corrupt officers emerge, whether it's to tip off the criminals or, in an extreme case, to shoot someone..."
Wong Bing-Yiu said with a wry smile,
"Mr. Lin, I actually don't like your current facade of a successful businessman."
"It's practically stabbing me in the heart."
Superintendent Wong Bing-Yiu of the Kowloon Headquarters felt bitter in his heart and dry in his mouth.
Lin Feng attacked from both the macro and micro perspectives, leaving him with no room to resist.
Wong Bing-Yiu is the head of the West Kowloon Police Headquarters, and those who are qualified to see him daily are only a few Senior Superintendents, or leaders of powerful operational departments like the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau.
Those are colleagues and trusted confidantes who work together, so he naturally doesn't want them to suffer any harm.
Wong Bing-Yiu gritted his teeth and whispered,
"Mr. Lin, you've always been among the top three social donors to our Police Station."
"We also have a good working relationship, otherwise..."
Lin Feng asked with a chuckle,
"Otherwise what?"
Wong Bing-Yiu gritted his teeth and pleaded,
"Otherwise, how about a discount?"
Lin Feng held back a laugh and said,
"Indeed, there should be a discount."
"Considering our friendly relationship, I won't make things difficult for you."
"How about this, I'll give you a fifty percent discount, and you don't have to give me the money directly; just consider it a donation to the Police Force from me."
Wong Bing-Yiu's face brightened, then quickly fell, and he said with a wry smile,
"I'll still give you cash."
"The Police Force has its own rules; all donations must be accounted for, and I can't make that decision."
Lin Feng pouted:
"Unnecessary."
However, this was the biggest concession Wong Bing-Yiu could make.
Wong Bing-Yiu's spirits lifted, and he quickly pressed,
"Mr. Lin, can you tell me the news now?"
Lin Feng glared at him:
"What are you thinking?"
"I haven't even seen that one million hong kong dollar, and you expect me to sell you the news just like that?"
"Call me tomorrow whenever you've raised the money."
Although Wong Bing-Yiu was unwilling, he had no choice but to comply.
As Lin Feng was leaving, he remembered something and suddenly added,
"Don't call me before noon tomorrow."
Wong Bing-Yiu said with a wry smile,
"Is Mr. Lin very busy tomorrow?"
Lin Feng rolled his eyes:
"I'm a Young and Dangerous member; have you ever seen a Young and Dangerous member wake up before noon?"
"If there truly is such a person, then they are absolutely incompetent."
Wong Bing-Yiu was speechless, thinking to himself, what kind of Young and Dangerous member are you.
Whose Young and Dangerous member's file isn't a foot thick?
As for Lin Feng, he was incredibly clean.
However, Wong Bing-Yiu knew that it was because Lin Feng had previously been Liang Kun's bodyguard and had never acted alone.
When he started working three years ago, he still wasn't eighteen.
If he followed the usual growth pattern, like Lin Feng's boss Liang Kun, his file would definitely be overflowing, but who would have thought this person was not ordinary at all.
Which lowlifes who genuinely mixes with Triads would think of starting a company!
This guy did.
That's how Youwei Group came to be.
The result was that his record was unusually clean.
Li Sir, who was in charge of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau's surveillance on Hung Hing, was very frustrated by this.
Fortunately, Lin Feng was different from ordinary thugs; his combat power was exceptional, but he never used it against ordinary citizens.
Li Sir once reported to Wong Bing-Yiu that in the Causeway Bay area, since Lin Feng took charge, his reputation was the best according to covert investigations.
This was almost impossible, yet Lin Feng managed to achieve it.
Young and Dangerous members are generally disliked by everyone, yet Lin Feng's reputation was one of the best.
It's just outrageous!
Wong Bing-Yiu had just personally experienced it; the boss of the dai pai dong, upon seeing Lin Feng, called him Brother Feng more affectionately than anyone else, and it wasn't even an act.
Wong Bing-Yiu finished eating and drinking and was about to pay, when the boss smiled and said,
"Brother Feng has already paid."
Wong Bing-Yiu was truly surprised:
"He pays too?"
The boss was extremely proud, holding up a small wad of money:
"See, here it is."
"Brother Feng is a man of principle, a proper big shot."
"In Mong Kok, if you ask around, you'll hear how good Brother Feng's reputation is."
"How much was my meal? Brother Feng never gives less than ten thousand when he pays."
Wong Bing-Yiu was still in a daze when he returned to the Police Station.
Lin Feng truly was different from ordinary thugs.
Superintendent Chan Yan-Kin knocked and came in:
"Sir, what did you find out about the information?"
Wong Bing-Yiu rubbed his temples:
"Headache, a real headache."
Chan Yan-Kin was quite disappointed:
"Didn't you reach an agreement?"
"Right."
"Lin Feng is a big boss in Mong Kok; why would he easily cooperate with our Police Force?"
Wong Bing-Yiu said in a muffled voice,
"Lin Feng agreed to sell information to our Police Force."
Chan Yan-Kin exclaimed,
"He agreed?"
"Then what about the information?"
Wong Bing-Yiu said with dissatisfaction,
"I didn't have a million in cash on me; no cash, no sale!"
Ah?
Chan Yan-Kin's eyes nearly popped out:
"What kind of information costs a million?"
"That's our entire month's informant fees."
"Isn't that too much?"
Wong Bing-Yiu snorted coldly:
"Hurts, doesn't it?"
Chan Yan-Kin said with a wry smile,
"It's not about hurting."
"Our Police Force, from top to bottom, all needs money, and our budget is tight..."
"To buy a single piece of information, a million is too much."
Wong Bing-Yiu slowly said,
"This information was originally for purchasing the cause of Ngai Kun's death."
"The murder of Ngai Kun was masterminded by one person, planned by one person, and carried out by one person."
"Of the three people, two are corrupt officers, and there's even a corrupt officer in the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau."
"I also think a million is too expensive, so let's not buy it."
Chan Yan-Kin stiffened, and quickly said,
"Buy, must buy!"
***
Chapter 18: The Chief of West Kowloon Police Station Acts as a Follower
How could Chan Yan-kin dare to object?
There was actually a black cop in the Police Force, and it was in the crucial O-Unit, a vital department directly under his command.
If Superintendent Chen didn't root out the corrupt element, he wouldn't be able to rest or eat in peace.
He suffered from insomnia that night, and when he went to work the next day, he looked completely spiritless.
Chan Yan-kin stared eagerly at the Chief's office, originally thinking the Chief would have gone to meet Lin Feng for a transaction early in the morning, but it turned out to be nothing of the sort.
He waited and waited, but even at eleven o'clock, there was no sign of movement from the Chief.
Superintendent Chen finally couldn't hold back and knocked on the Chief's office door, only to find the Chief scratching an itch with his beloved gun.
"Sir, shouldn't we go to Lin Feng for the transaction now?"
Wong Bing-Yiu's movements didn't change at all, but he said, "It's not 'we', it's 'I'."
Chan Yan-kin smiled broadly:
"Chief, when are you setting off?"
Wong Bing-Yiu solemnly placed the gun on the table and grumbled:
"Do you think I don't want to go earlier?"
"I also want to catch the pests in the Police Force."
"I'm more anxious than anyone."
Chan Yan-kin didn't believe him. If you're so anxious, why aren't you leaving already?
Wong Bing-Yiu saw Chan Yan-kin's gaze:
"What kind of look is that?"
"Do you think I'm talking nonsense?"
"I'm telling you, that kid Lin Feng specifically said yesterday not to disturb him before twelve noon."
Chan Yan-kin was completely confused:
"Does Lin Feng have something to do this morning?"
Wong Bing-Yiu cursed loudly:
"Nonsense."
"He has no business to attend to."
"When we parted ways yesterday, that kid Lin Feng specifically reminded me not to call him before twelve noon."
"He said he needed to sleep and rest."
Chan Yan-kin was stunned:
"Sleeping until twelve o'clock? What kind of job is so leisurely?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Superintendent Chen knew he had said the wrong thing.
Wong Bing-Yiu looked at him as if he were an idiot:
"He's a Young and Dangerous!"
Chan Yan-kin quickly tried to make amends:
"Which Young and Dangerous is so leisurely? Even the Dragon Heads of Sun Yee On, Wo Luen Shing, and Hung Hing can't be this leisurely, can they?"
Wong Bing-Yiu became even more depressed:
"He's also a rich Young and Dangerous."
The big boss of Youwei Group, one of Hong Kong's wealthiest individuals, and also a Young and Dangerous, naturally he could do whatever he wanted.
For a moment, a thought simultaneously popped into the minds of the two police bigwigs:
"Is being a Young and Dangerous so comfortable?"
Wong Bing-Yiu waved his hand, telling Chan Yan-kin to get lost:
"Go do your work. After lunch, I'll go to Lin Feng to buy intelligence."
"Remember, this matter is only for you and me to know. No one else is allowed to know this information."
Chan Yan-kin quickly agreed.
Time dragged on like years. Wong Bing-Yiu finally sat down and finished lunch, offered three sticks of incense to Lord Guan, and then returned to his office to make a call.
"Mr. Lin, have you woken up?"
Lin Feng lazily said, "I just woke up. Sir Huang, you're not busy this afternoon, are you? Come with me to handle something."
"No problem, right?"
I'm the dignified Chief of West Kowloon Police Headquarters, accompanying you to handle business?
Do you take me for your follower, Li Fu?
With my fiery temper, watch out for Fatal Scissor Kick to cut you down!
(╬￣dish￣)＝○＃(￣＃)３￣)
Wong Bing-Yiu smiled and said, "Of course, it is our Police Force's duty to serve the citizens."
Wong Bing-Yiu genuinely didn't want to accompany Lin Feng on errands; he simply wanted to buy the intelligence back.
However, he had no choice. It was a buyer's market, Lin Feng was in charge, and Sir Huang decided to humble himself for the sake of the Police Force.
Twenty minutes later, Lin Feng got into Wong Bing-Yiu's car:
"Sir Huang, to the Hong Kong Jockey Club."
Wong Bing-Yiu was surprised:
"What are we doing at the Jockey Club?"
Lin Feng sighed:
"A couple of days ago, on a whim, I bought a few lottery tickets. Of course, I'm going to the Jockey Club to collect my winnings."
Wong Bing-Yiu was speechless for a moment.
"There's no need to go to the Jockey Club for small prizes, is there?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"I accidentally emptied the prize pool."
Hiss!
Wong Bing-Yiu gasped, looking at Lin Feng as if he were a god:
"Really?"
Lin Feng said impatiently, "Is it fake?"
"My time is precious. I still have to go back to study later."
Wong Bing-Yiu started the car with a mixture of belief and doubt, genuinely shocked, and involuntarily brought up another topic,
"Mr. Lin likes to read?"
Lin Feng said, following the lead, "Your Police Force should have my file. I didn't have the opportunity to study when I was young. Brother Kun did want me to study, but back then, I simply wasn't interested."
"Later, when I started working, I realized that if you don't read, you won't know the good from the bad in people's hearts, and you'll end up counting money for those who sold you out."
"So, I try to find books to read."
Wong Bing-Yiu listened in silence.
How could this be the insight a Young and Dangerous should have?
Lin Feng became interested:
"Actually, reading is very interesting. Besides thick professional treatises, every book has its unique character."
"Reading allows you to connect with the author's spirit, which is very interesting."
Wong Bing-Yiu listened, dumbfounded. Why didn't he have such an experience when he was studying?
Oh, right.
He became a police officer precisely because he didn't get good grades in school.
His heart grew even more sour.
The Jockey Club was easy to find, and collecting winnings wasn't complicated; you could claim your prize after registering.
Wong Bing-Yiu's eyes widened; he clearly saw that Lin Feng had won one hundred first prizes, five hundred second prizes, and countless third prizes.
He really did empty the prize pool.
Originally, the first prize was twenty million, but it was forcefully reduced to five million!
The third prize was even more pitiful, only nineteen thousand yuan.
Was this guy's luck really that good?
Thinking that Lin Feng would soon pocket another million, Wong Bing-Yiu was left with nothing but envy and jealousy.
Back in the car, Wong Bing-Yiu said sourly,
"This isn't buying lottery tickets; it's practically robbing money."
"Over ninety million..."
Lin Feng corrected his statement,
"No, this is much better than robbing a bank."
"Unfortunately, this kind of thing can only rely on luck."
Wong Bing-Yiu's eyes turned red:
"You still want to empty the prize pool every day?"
If the intelligence system is powerful, what's wrong with emptying the prize pool every day?
The unfortunate thing is that intelligence updates depend on luck.
For example, today's intelligence consists of three consecutive white crime reports.
Lin Feng held out his hand:
"Where's the money for the intelligence?"
Wong Bing-Yiu said bitterly, "Mr. Lin, you just received over ninety million. Is one million really that important to you?"
Lin Feng frowned:
"Ninety million isn't a lot; it's only ninety one-millions. Of course, I care."
"Do you still want to make the transaction?"
"If not, please take me back. I still have to study."
Wong Bing-Yiu quickly pulled out a check:
"Here, here, here!"
Lin Feng carefully checked it and nodded in satisfaction.
Then he pulled out his checkbook, quickly wrote a check, and handed it to Wong Bing-Yiu.
Wong Bing-Yiu's eyes widened—
A Triad member actually has a checkbook, can you believe it?!
He thought back to Lin Feng's identity and sighed inwardly.
He took the check but was a bit confused:
"Mr. Lin, why did you give me two million?"
Lin Feng smiled and said, "I just received a small sum of money. This two million will be this month's donation to the Police Force!"
***
Chapter 19: The Police's Big Operation
Wong Bing-Yiu looked at Lin Feng with a complex expression, and suddenly, he, who had seen countless people, couldn't fathom the young man in front of him.
Suddenly, Huang Sir temporarily put aside matters of intelligence and wanted to ask something else:
"Mr. Lin, you are now a billionaire in Hong Kong, with a clean record in the Police Force. Why do you still want to be Young and Dangerous?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Perhaps it's because being Young and Dangerous allows for freedom."
"Perhaps it's due to habit."
"Also, once you join a Triad, it's very difficult to wash your hands of it."
This was the truth.
Since Lin Feng's transmigration, things had almost always gone smoothly. Even with minor setbacks, he could handle them with the intelligence he gained from the intelligence system, combined with his wisdom and martial prowess.
However, there were also troublesome aspects.
His transmigration's predecessor came from a bad background.
This body had almost completely adapted to the Young and Dangerous lifestyle, even developing a dependence on it.
Although the other him was in Hung Hing, Liang Kun treated him like a younger brother and basically didn't restrict him.
Even if Hung Hing had a big mission, Liang Kun would push it away for him.
In such circumstances, Lin Feng was too lazy to withdraw.
Wong Bing-Yiu was not resigned and earnestly advised:
"Mr. Lin, you are the chairman of Youwei Group, but as far as we know, you only visit the company once every few months."
"Men always prioritize their careers. Which Tycoon in Hong Kong doesn't work more than twelve hours a day?"
"Mr. Lin has such good conditions; if he works hard, he can earn even more money. Why not?"
Lin Feng just smiled:
"Times have changed, Huang Sir."
Wong Bing-Yiu was stunned:
"Times have changed?"
Lin Feng said calmly:
"Whether it's Old Four Great Families or the Four Great Families of Hong Kong, when they started, there were relatively few talents in Hong Kong."
"Doing everything themselves was a necessary option; they had no choice."
"Look at Hong Kong now; several universities cultivate a continuous stream of talents every year. To be honest, professional managers are in surplus."
"In such a situation, doing everything yourself is no longer a necessary option."
"It's important to know oneself. My strength is not in specific operations, but in grasping the general direction."
"Professional managers do a better job than me, so why should I bother with trivial matters?"
"Controlling personnel rights and financial power, and maintaining an air of mystery, is enough. Other time doesn't need to be wasted on the company."
Wong Bing-Yiu was filled with shock.
Is this the thinking of a new business magnate?
It sounded somewhat unconventional, but upon closer inspection, it actually made some sense.
Wong Bing-Yiu drove Lin Feng home. At home, Lin Feng said:
"Ngai Kun died of murder."
"This matter is really interesting. I wonder if Ngai Kun, if he knew in the afterlife, would be angered to death."
"If he could die one more time, then I would truly be overjoyed."
Wong Bing-Yiu was initially looking around Lin Feng's home. The loft layout looked very stylish. Just as he was about to comment, he didn't expect Lin Feng to suddenly bring up intelligence.
"Ngai Kun's death is interesting?"
Lin Feng pulled out a cigar and tossed one to Wong Bing-Yiu:
"This is a Cuban cigar that Brother Kun acquired at a high price. I snatched it from him."
Wong Bing-Yiu was surprised:
"You even snatch things from a Triad boss?"
Lin Feng was nonchalant,
"Snatching things from a Triad boss is what makes it interesting. I wouldn't bother snatching from anyone else."
The cigar smoke filled his mouth. Lin Feng didn't inhale it into his lungs at all, letting it linger for a moment before exhaling it.
"Ngai Kun's death is very interesting."
"The people who planned this case are Inspector Huang Zhicheng from your O-Unit and Hon Sam's wife, Mary."
Wong Bing-Yiu's body trembled:
"Huang Zhicheng?"
Lin Feng laughed:
"Didn't expect it, did you? One of the senior supervisors of the O-Unit would actually plan such a murder case."
"Don't ever think that this guy planned to kill Ngai Kun for the good of the Police Force."
"Actually, he wanted to promote Hon Sam."
"Huang Zhicheng, Hon Sam, and Mary, these three grew up in the same village house."
"Both Huang Zhicheng and Hon Sam were interested in Mary, and in the end, Mary chose Hon Sam."
"Killing Ngai Kun benefited both of them. Mary simply wanted revenge, while Huang Zhicheng wanted to promote Hon Sam to gain merit."
"By reviewing the archives, you'll know how legendary Hon Sam's rise to power was."
"Huang Zhicheng put in a lot of effort during this time."
Wong Bing-Yiu was skeptical:
"Could Huang Zhicheng be cultivating his own informant?"
Lin Feng burst out laughing:
"No, no, no, no, Hon Sam is not Huang Zhicheng's informant."
"In fact, this guy is wholeheartedly looking for the murderer who killed Ngai Kun."
Wong Bing-Yiu asked, puzzled:
"Mary listens to Hon Sam in everything, doesn't Hon Sam know?"
Lin Feng mocked:
"This is a great revenge for killing a father. If Hon Sam knew that Mary did this, would he still support Ngai Wing-hau so much?"
"There's no airtight wall in the world. If Ngai Wing-hau found out, even if Hon Sam didn't do it, it would be attributed to Hon Sam."
"By then, Hon Sam would surely die."
Wong Bing-Yiu admitted that Lin Feng's analysis was correct, but he still didn't understand one thing:
"Mary wants revenge?"
Lin Feng said expressionlessly:
"Ngai Kun, that old geezer, had very strong sexual desires."
"Mary was repeatedly humiliated by Ngai Kun."
"Hon Sam knew this, but Ngai Kun had saved his life, so he willingly became a cuckold."
"Mary couldn't stand it. After Huang Zhicheng brought up the matter, Mary agreed without hesitation."
"Of course, revenge is one aspect, and wanting to promote Hon Sam to establish himself is another."
"Otherwise, they wouldn't have deliberately chosen a day that was almost due for a payment to execute Ngai Kun."
"Now do you understand why Ngai Kun died that way?"
"He deserved to die!"
Wong Bing-Yiu quickly replayed the events in his mind and immediately understood that Lin Feng wasn't speaking nonsense.
However, there was still one question:
"Didn't you say this case involved two corrupt police officers?"
"Besides Huang Zhicheng, who else?"
Lin Feng showed a strange smile:
"Huang Sir, I am very particular about integrity in my dealings. Your one million wasn't wasted; it will definitely be worth more than its value."
"The person who did it was Hon Sam's subordinate, one of Mary's trusted confidants, his name is Lau Kin-ming."
Wong Bing-Yiu frowned deeply:
"Aren't you talking nonsense? You clearly said two corrupt police officers..."
Lin Feng said unhurriedly:
"When did I lie?"
Wong Bing-Yiu was a little angry:
"Isn't Lau Kin-ming Hon Sam's subordinate?"
Lin Feng nodded:
"That's right."
Wong Bing-Yiu angrily said:
"How can a Young and Dangerous subordinate be a police officer?"
Lin Feng chuckled:
"Why can't a Young and Dangerous subordinate be a police officer?"
Wong Bing-Yiu's heart skipped a beat:
"What unit is that Lau Kin-ming in?"
Clap, clap, clap
Lin Feng slowly clapped his hands and praised:
"As expected of Huang Sir, you immediately grasped the key point."
"That's right, what unit Lau Kin-ming is in is the most important thing."
Wong Bing-Yiu urged:
"Mr. Lin, what unit is Lau Kin-ming in now?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"Lau Kin-ming is currently in Wong Chuk Hang."
Wong Bing-Yiu was greatly surprised:
"Police cadet?"
"Hon Sam actually planted an undercover agent in the Police Force?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"I'll give you another piece of information, free of charge."
"Hon Sam sent seven people into the police academy!"
***
Chapter 20: Police Force Earthquake
Director's Office, West Kowloon Police Headquarters.
Smoke billowed.
The atmosphere was exceptionally oppressive.
Three big men sitting in the small office was already crowded, and with each of them smoking three cigarettes, it made everyone even more uneasy.
None of the three spoke.
After a long while, Lu Qichang frowned and said:
"Is Huang Zhicheng a Blackie?"
"Could it be that the Young and Dangerous are deliberately putting on a show for us?"
Wong Bing-Yiu grunted:
"After receiving the news, I went to Wong Chuk Hang, found Old Lu (the principal), and checked a piece of information: Lau Kin-ming is indeed a police cadet."
"Whether Lau Kin-ming is a real undercover agent still needs to be verified, and that's not the main point."
"The main point is something Old Lu told me, which made me confident that the information Lin Feng gave me is true."
Chan Yan-kin and Lu Qichang both looked over:
"Big Sir, what information?"
Wong Bing-Yiu's face was full of gloom:
"Among the police cadets, there's someone named Chan Wing-yan. Ah Chang, do you know him?"
Lu Qichang blurted out:
"I know him. I have a very good relationship with him. I often take him out to eat."
"I admire him very much, and Old Lu also admires him. He has what it takes to be a police officer."
"But unfortunately, he is Ngai Kun's illegitimate son."
Wong Bing-Yiu asked:
"Who else knows this news?"
Lu Qichang explained:
"Besides me, only Huang Zhicheng. At that time, I was treating Chan Wing-yan to a meal, and he was with us."
"Coincidentally, Ngai Wing-hau arrived with Hon Sam and Ah Kai, saying that they were following Ngai Kun's last wish to inform every family member of his passing."
"What's wrong?"
Wong Bing-Yiu said expressionlessly:
"Old Lu told me that Chan Wing-yan was developed by Huang Zhicheng as an undercover agent to infiltrate The Ni Family."
What?
Chan Yan-kin and Lu Qichang both stood up:
"How can they do this?"
"This kind of thing goes against human ethics."
"Besides, Chan Wing-yan and Ngai Kun didn't get along, so how can they guarantee that he won't get along with Ngai Wing-hau either?"
"This is going too far."
Wong Bing-Yiu said coldly:
"Exactly, doing this is unscrupulous."
"This is completely different from the persona Huang Zhicheng has shown."
"He is a major suspect."
Chan Yan-kin sighed and also told Lu Qichang another thing:
"After Big Sir told me about this, I checked Hon Sam's file."
"I found something strange."
"Hon Sam's life was indeed saved by Ngai Kun, there's no doubt about that."
"However, his rise to power was very smooth."
"During the period of his rise, Gandhi, Blackie, Guo Liang, and Wen Zheng were severely cracked down on by the O-Team while dealing drugs."
"Yet, Hon Sam had no problems at all."
Lu Qichang recalled:
"I remember this. It seems that Huang Zhicheng received accurate intelligence..."
"Could it have been provided by Mary?"
Wong Bing-Yiu folded his arms and said:
"Otherwise?"
Lu Qichang fell silent.
Chan Yan-kin then said:
"Now the only thing we need to doubt is whether this news is true or not."
"Or, more directly, will Lin Feng sell us false information?"
Lu Qichang shook his head:
"Lin Feng is also one of Ngai Kun's illegitimate sons."
"He loathes Ngai Kun."
"If The Ni Family falls, he'll be happier than anyone."
"This news can cause internal strife in The Ni Family, and even lead to its downfall."
"He won't make mistakes with this kind of information."
Chan Yan-kin retorted:
"Could Lin Feng have deliberately fabricated this news to bring down The Ni Family?"
Lu Qichang was already in the zone:
"Other things are easy to fabricate, but the killer of Ngai Kun is not."
"Moreover, Lau Kin-ming has already joined the Police Force, so confirming whether he killed Ngai Kun is a simple matter."
"Lin Feng can't possibly be in contact with Hon Sam, can he?"
"And it's even less possible for him to instruct Hon Sam to plant undercover agents in the Police Force..."
"But one thing is very strange: how did Hon Sam dare to plant undercover agents in the Police Force?"
"Looking at past Triad figures, no matter what kind of warlord they were, they never dared to send undercover agents into the Police Force; at most, they would bribe a few Blackies."
Wong Bing-Yiu frowned, looking troubled:
"Lin Feng gave me a speculation about this matter."
Chan Yan-kin said in surprise:
"Speculation? Not definite news?"
Wong Bing-Yiu sighed:
"Lin Feng isn't a tapeworm in Hon Sam's stomach, nor is he a god. It's already good to have such news; do you really expect him to be omnipotent?"
"Mr. Lin's speculation is,"
"He suspects that Hon Sam used to be an undercover agent, and it's highly possible he's a kite with a broken string."
Chan Yan-kin and Lu Qichang's expressions changed drastically.
Wong Bing-Yiu's meaning was very clear: Hon Sam was probably a police officer's informant before, or he was a secret undercover agent from the start.
However, the Triad is a big dyeing vat, and undercover agents turning traitor is a common occurrence.
So, in the Police Force, when officers go undercover, their superiors will warn them not to recognize former colleagues if they encounter them in the Triad, but to simply pretend not to know them.
You don't know if this person has defected or not.
Pretending not to know them is a way of being responsible for each other's safety.
Lu Qichang's eyebrows were so tightly furrowed they could trap a fly.
"That makes sense."
"Only those who have been undercover understand the role of an undercover agent."
"Hon Sam is now focused on drug trafficking, clearly having defected. With his experience, his perspective is different from that of ordinary lowlifess."
"His vision is long-term."
"That's why he specifically chose to cultivate undercover agents starting from police cadets."
"This way, the undercover agent's resume will be clear, and if they gradually rise to key positions... the consequences would be unimaginable."
Chan Yan-kin quickly asked:
"Big Sir, is it just this one?"
Lu Qichang exclaimed:
"One is already incredible; are there several more?"
Chan Yan-kin smiled wryly:
"I'm just afraid there are a few more..."
Wong Bing-Yiu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot,
"Your worries are very reasonable. I'll tell you some unfortunate news: Lin Feng told me that there are a total of seven people, including Lau Kin-ming, who infiltrated the police academy as undercover agents."
Seven?
Chan Yan-kin and Lu Qichang both exclaimed in unison.
The two looked at each other.
Lu Qichang gritted his teeth and said:
"Such news, it's better to believe it than to ignore it."
Wong Bing-Yiu interrupted their argument,
"This news cost me one million to buy, so its authenticity is beyond doubt."
"Lin Feng wouldn't use false information to deceive the Police Station. Don't forget, besides being a Chief of Hung Hing, he is also the Chief of Youwei Group."
"He is a man of status!"
Chan Yan-kin and Lu Qichang were speechless.
According to his public identity, Lin Feng was qualified to be invited to banquets at the Governors Office, while they, in their uniforms, would have to stand guard outside the gate.
Wong Bing-Yiu said decisively:
"Ah Chang, you don't need to worry about this."
"Act as before. Except for not telling Huang Zhicheng about your secret subordinates, everything else remains the same."
"If you ever mentioned Ah Kai or other undercover agents to him, withdraw them immediately."
Lu Qichang anxiously said:
"Are we just going to leave such a bomb by my side without doing anything?"
Wong Bing-Yiu said to Chan Yan-kin:
"Go call Yuen Ho-Wan over. It's time for him to get to work!"