Chapter 294: 295. Setting a Trap for the Inspector

295. Chapter 295: Setting a Trap for the Inspector

On the other side, inside Ceng Jian's company.

Because the goods were seized by the Police, the several big traffickers under him were so anxious they were practically spitting fire.

They rushed to Ceng Jian's company at the first opportunity to see if there was any turning point.

They could be considered one of the largest suppliers in Hong Kong; if they had no goods on hand, the entire Hong Kong Laundry Powder market would come to a standstill.

As for those with other channels, even if they had goods, the quantities were not large enough; for a market like Hong Kong, it was simply a drop in the bucket.

"Brother Jian, the supply on the entire market is cut off now," one trafficker said, approaching Ceng Jian. "If there were goods, we could at least say prices are rising and keep things afloat. Now that there's nothing to sell, even eating has become a problem."

"Furthermore, this batch of goods is worth over a hundred million in losses. Now that it's been swept away by the Police just like that, we really have no face left."

In their line of work, the thing they feared most was having their market snatched away.

If a long vacuum period appeared in the market, it would soon be carved up by other outsiders.

By then, even if they were veterans, they would be unable to turn the tide.

Hearing his subordinates' complaints, Ceng Jian took a deep breath and said, "Brothers, I am very grateful for everyone's support over the past half year. As for the supply issue, don't you worry."

"I have already contacted Kunsha. Very soon, these goods will be shipped in through a dozen different routes. Although everyone has suffered some losses this time, as long as the green hills remain, the water will always flow; we won't die."

Hearing Ceng Jian's guarantee, the four big traffickers couldn't help but nod.

After all, Ceng Jian's reputation was still there; as long as the supply could be resolved, they were still willing to work under Ceng Jian.

After all, working under Ceng Jian was much better than working for that bastard A Bing.

Seeing that everyone had calmed down, Ceng Jian's eyes filled with murderous intent as he said, "Now, back to the Police. I, Ceng Jian, once said that whoever has the guts to move against me, I will definitely crush them."

Ceng Jian was not shooting at shadows when he said this.

Although he had stayed in Thailand for seven years, his own network of connections had never changed.

A kingpin who could rise to power after the era of the Four Great Sergeants naturally had his own network; otherwise, he wouldn't have survived until now.

If he wanted to target two low-level Police officers, it would be too easy.

Moreover, upon returning this time, Ceng Jian discovered that his former woman was now with a Police officer, which made his fury burn.

This time, he would just take the opportunity to settle it all at once.

Hearing Ceng Jian say he wanted to move against the Police, several traffickers became hesitant.

After all, today is not like the past.

One of the traffickers wanted to say something, but was directly interrupted by Ceng Jian: "I know what you want to say, but I definitely won't let this go. You don't need to say anything more."

Hearing Ceng Jian speak so decisively, the others naturally found it difficult to continue persuading him.

After all, Ceng Jian was the one in charge.

Li Wenbin, who had been preparing to go to work, was notified by his father that his leave had been extended before he could even reach the Police Station.

This made Li Wenbin extremely unhappy, and he sought out Li Shutang for a confrontation: "Dad, why did you give me another half-month of leave?"

Li Wenbin's face still bore scars; he had clearly been beaten quite badly by Ceng Jian's subordinate, Wei Ge.

The bruises at the corners of his eyes had not yet faded.

Li Shutang gave a cold snort and said, "You still have the nerve to ask me? Do you remember how you promised me back then?"

Li Shutang had only allowed Li Wenbin to participate in that operation to surround the drug traffickers on the condition that Li Wenbin would not stick his neck out.

Unfortunately, as soon as this kid entered the fray, he forgot every word his father had said.

However, Li Wenbin said unconvinced, "I'm a Police officer too; I can't just watch others charge in while I stay in the back and watch the show, right? Then people would say even more that I'm a nepotism hire. Even though I've never received any special treatment from you in the Police Force."

His father was an Assistant Commissioner, firmly in the upper echelons of the Police Force.

Li Wenbin didn't know how many times he had heard such talk, but he had clearly worked his way up from the uniformed branch step by step, never once using any of his father's privileges.

To him, such talk was simply an insult.

Li Shutang said calmly, "I know you have always been troubled by such things, and it's not that I don't approve of you fighting hard, but that is no excuse for you to get beaten into such a ghostly state."

Li Wenbin said speechlessly, "Then what can I do? Should I go back to the Police Academy to learn Hand-to-hand Combat? Besides, the things they teach at the Police Academy aren't useful anyway."

"At home, I am not your superior, but your father. So I have to be responsible for your safety. I extended your leave because I found you a teacher to properly practice your Hand-to-hand Combat, so you don't get beaten to death when you're working." Li Shutang naturally wouldn't tell Li Wenbin about the things happening behind the scenes, so he could only use this excuse.

Hearing his father's words, although Li Wenbin was somewhat unconvinced, he had no reason to refute it.

After all, he had indeed almost been beaten to death while working.

"Then what about the instructor?" Li Wenbin said helplessly; he knew his father's personality—a man who meant what he said.

So he simply gave up the struggle.

Li Shutang looked at his watch and said, "He should be here soon."

Just as they were speaking, the sound of a car horn came from the entrance.

Li Shutang and Li Wenbin walked out to take a look and found a burly man squeezing out of the car.

"Yo, Li Sir, long time no see." Lao Yu greeted Li Shutang.

Li Shutang greeted Lao Yu and said, "Lao Yu, this kid is in your hands now."

Lao Yu nodded: "Don't worry, Li Sir."

Li Shutang nodded, then went to work with peace of mind.

After Lao Yu entered Li Wenbin's home, he helped himself to two bottles of beer from the refrigerator, then sat comfortably on the sofa and said to Li Wenbin, "For these next ten-plus days, I am your instructor. You can call me Lao Yu. If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me at any time."

Li Wenbin looked at Lao Yu unhappily and said, "I don't even know what skills you have yet."

In Li Wenbin's view, Lao Yu's physique was impressive, but that didn't necessarily mean he could fight.

Lao Yu looked at Li Wenbin with a smile, then raised his palm and chopped at a beer bottle nearby.

Things like beer bottles, while quite sturdy, were ultimately made of glass and were easily shattered.

But after Lao Yu's palm strike, not only did he not shatter the bottle, he directly sliced off the top half of the bottle, and the broken part was smooth and flat.

It was as if it had been cut by an incredibly sharp blade; this move directly stunned Li Wenbin.

However, Wen Bin was still somewhat skeptical and said directly, "It's just a street performer's trick; you can just cut the bottle with a glass cutter."

Lao Yu rubbed his head with a headache, not expecting this kid to be so difficult to deal with.

His mission this time was ostensibly to serve as an instructor, but in reality, it was to protect this kid's safety.

"Then how do you want me to prove it?" Lao Yu said, somewhat speechless.

"Fight me," Wen Bin said confidently. "If you can beat me, I'll admit you're qualified to teach me."

Lao Yu smiled with a strange expression: "Are you sure?"

"What? Are you afraid?" Wen Bin said with an arrogant look.

"No problem, let's find a place and start," Lao Yu nodded and agreed.

Wen Bin also felt his hands itching, so he took Lao Yu directly to the rooftop of the villa.

But five minutes later, he felt a bit of regret.

Wen Bin had originally wanted to rely on the advantage of his smaller build to circle around Lao Yu for a while.

In his view, a burly man like Lao Yu definitely couldn't move very quickly.

But he had clearly underestimated Lao Yu's prowess.

Less than five minutes after the two started, Wen Bin was fiercely shown up by Lao Yu's speed.

Not only did Lao Yu use various footwork to toy with him, causing Wen Bin's fists to never land on Lao Yu even once,

but he also tripped and fell flat on his face because he used too much force.

Lao Yu took out a bottle of beer, looked at the panting Wen Bin, and said indifferently, "Is that it?"

Wen Bin's face flushed red, and he shouted at Lao Yu, "If you have guts, don't dodge."

"Silly kid, do you say that to criminals when you go out to catch them?" Lao Yu said with a look of disdain. "I'm starting to doubt your intelligence now."

Wen Bin was suddenly driven crazy and rushed forward, throwing his fist toward Lao Yu's face.

He was furious, and now he only had the thought of landing a punch on Lao Yu's face.

Unfortunately, this thought was clearly unrealistic as well.

When his fist was still a few centimeters away from Lao Yu's face, his broad palm directly wrapped around Wen Bin's fist.

This made Wen Bin feel as if his fist had hit cotton. Not only was it ineffective, but it also made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Your foundation is too poor." Lao Yu took a swig of beer, lifted Wen Bin up with one hand, and said indifferently, "You'd better practice your marksmanship more. There's no future in learning boxing."

Wen Bin's head was buzzing from being thrown by Lao Yu, but this also helped him calm down.

Compared to Ceng Jian's subordinate A Wei from before, the feeling Lao Yu gave him was simply unfathomable.

To put it bluntly, the scuffle just now was like a burly man beating up a child.

No wonder his old man chose this burly man in front of him to be his teacher.

Wen Bin took a deep breath and said, "No, I still want to learn boxing. At the very least, I can't let this aspect hold me back."

Lao Yu said quite helplessly, "Then you must be prepared to endure hardship. Don't look at me, Lao Yu, as being all smiles usually; when it comes to training, I am very strict."

Wen Bin said with sincere conviction this time, "Yes, Instructor. Please train me ruthlessly."

Setting aside the matter of Lao Yu training Wen Bin, Ceng Jian's revenge operation had already begun.

His primary target was that Inspector Jin who had snatched his woman.

This guy was also the Supervisor responsible for investigating this Laundry Powder case.

In particular, one of his subordinates, a policewoman named Aida, kept looking for trouble with him, which seemed very annoying.

Ceng Jian's intelligence network was also very powerful, and he soon found out Inspector Jin's weakness.

This guy was a gambler, which made him quite easy to deal with.

So Ceng Jian found two professional gamblers to set up a game, directly winning all of Inspector Jin's money.

"Mr. Jin, you wouldn't be unable to afford to play with this little bit of money, would you?"

Just as Inspector Jin was preparing to leave, the two gamblers provoked him again: "If we had known, we would have gone easier on you, hahaha."

Inspector Jin was young and hot-tempered, so he slammed the table and roared, "Who are you saying can't afford to play?"

"Isn't it obvious?" the gambler said indifferently. "I'm not the one spoiling the fun."

Inspector Jin gritted his teeth and directly called the club manager over: "Help me get two million."

Inspector Jin was a regular at this club; he liked to come here to gamble a bit when he had nothing to do. Coupled with his status, getting two million really wasn't a big deal.

Unfortunately, since the gamblers had set their sights on him, they wouldn't give him any chance.

In the final round of the game, they directly won all two million he had borrowed.

This immediately left Inspector Jin feeling terrible on the spot.

When he walked to the door to leave, the club manager walked over and blocked Inspector Jin's path.

"Mr. Jin, let me report the balance to you." The club manager said to Inspector Jin, "You took two million in total, and I hope you can come and settle the account within three days. Otherwise, it will be very difficult for me to answer to the Boss."

Inspector Jin sighed and said, "I understand."

On the way back, Inspector Jin's mood was terrible. He didn't expect that he would encounter such a thing just as he was about to get married.

Just as he was struggling with how to settle this matter, he received another call from Aida.

Inspector Jin had never liked such impulsive subordinates, so he simply hung up the phone and returned home in a state of irritation.

The next day, Inspector Jin took his property deed and other documents to a financial company.

In Hong Kong, apart from those with licenses, the other financial companies were all former loan sharks.

Although there was no difference in essence, at least the reputation sounded much better.

Inspector Jin himself was a public official, so after such an incident, he didn't dare to go to a legitimate financial company for a Loan.

He could only come to find a loan shark to borrow money.

At least with a house mortgage, it was easier than a Loan from a legitimate financial company.

The reason Inspector Jin was so anxious was because he had received a phone call from the club last night.

The other party directly threatened Inspector Jin, saying that three days had already passed, and if he did not pay it back, they would have people from the Independent Commission Against Corruption come to collect from him.

It had been less than a few years since the conflict with the Independent Commission Against Corruption, and the relationship between the commission and the Police was still very tense.

If any Police officer fell into the hands of the Independent Commission Against Corruption, hoping for a good outcome was simply wishful thinking.

Inspector Jin was able to climb to his current position not only through his own efforts but also with the help of his family.

This position was hard-won, so naturally, he did not want to lose this job.

Therefore, after much thought, he brought his property deed to a private financial company.

The guy lending the money first pretended to look at some documents, then said to Inspector Jin with an apologetic face: "Mr. Jin, I'm sorry, the amount of this money is too large, our Boss won't approve it."

Inspector Jin was suddenly shocked and hurriedly said: "But you have all checked my documents, there is nothing wrong with them."

Logically speaking, as long as one is not some street thug and has collateral, this kind of Loan should be very easy to get.

However, Inspector Jin went to several financial companies in a row, only to be rejected for various reasons.

This made Inspector Jin feel a bit panicked.

If he couldn't pay back the money and ended up being investigated by the Independent Commission Against Corruption, his future would be completely ruined.

The person in charge of the financial company spread his hands helplessly and said: "Yes, but the money you want to borrow is really not a small amount, it's a full two million. Plus, your house is still under a mortgage, so..."

Inspector Jin smoked a cigarette and impatiently interrupted the other party: "Alright, no need to say more, I'll go to other places and take a look."

The person in charge smiled: "Other places? Then go ahead and try, I don't think anyone will lend you such a large sum."

Inspector Jin picked up his documents and left the financial company.

After he left, the person in charge of the financial company dialed a number and said with a sinister smile: "Hey, Brother Ceng, it's A Rong. I've done as you instructed; I've told the financial companies of all the triads, and I suppose none of the loan sharks from the major triads in Hong Kong will lend him money."

Almost all the major triads in Hong Kong have people who deal in Laundry Powder, and the Hung Hing of the past was no exception.

It was only after Chen Jiajun took charge that the business gradually shifted to the right track, so those dealing in Laundry Powder had disappeared from Hung Hing in recent years.

But other triads are different; the profit from Laundry Powder is a very important source of income for them.

Therefore, they almost all have a good relationship with Ceng Jian.

A small request like making sure a guy couldn't borrow money was easy to satisfy.

So no matter how many financial companies Inspector Jin went to, he definitely wouldn't be able to borrow a single cent.

Just as he was in despair and ready to give up, Ceng Jian made his move.

Using the two-million-dollar loan as leverage, he threatened Inspector Jin to hand over the list of Police officers who participated in the raid on the Laundry Powder transaction that day.

Ceng Jian dared not touch the Gweilo, but he would not let the Chinese Police off.

He launched retaliatory actions against these people one by one.

In particular, the Narcotics Division officers in Aida's team, who had repeatedly ruined his plans, were given special attention by Ceng Jian.

He sent people to intercept and kill this team of Police officers halfway, causing heavy losses to this Narcotics Division squad.

"Today, an attack occurred on Wotao Road, targeting members of the East Kowloon Anti-Narcotics Unit. The attack resulted in the death of three Police Constables on the spot; the Police are still investigating the specific circumstances."

"We have reason to believe that this attack on the Narcotics Division officers was the work of drug traffickers, for more details..."

Watching the report on the television, Ceng Jian revealed a smile.

He then turned his head and said to his four subordinates, the big-time racketeers: "How about it, is everyone satisfied with this result?"

Hearing Ceng Jian's words, the four racketeers flattered him one after another: "Brother Ceng is truly formidable; these dead cops are no match for you at all."

"Exactly, for these cops to dare to trouble Brother Ceng, they must be tired of living."

"Brother Ceng is truly badass; those gangsters look at us with new eyes now, and they are all very polite when they come to us for goods."

Ceng Jian's actions indeed brought a certain amount of prestige to him and his subordinates.

After all, who knows if a madman who dares to attack even the cops will go crazy if provoked.

If there is no need, no one is really willing to come into conflict with these people.

Ceng Jian accepted their flattery with peace of mind and sneered: "Just watch, as long as anyone dares to touch our people, I will retaliate; this is just the beginning."

Hearing Ceng Jian's words, the crowd was stunned for a moment, but they felt a bit uneasy in their hearts.

Honestly, dealing with the Police once might not be a big deal; the Hong Kong Police offend many forces every year.

They wouldn't be able to trace it back to them for a while.

But if they were to provoke them continuously without knowing when to stop, the nature of the situation would be different.

Unfortunately, Ceng Jian was extremely arrogant now; they didn't even dare to advise him and could only leave with worried faces.

Whether Ceng Jian was arrogant or not, no one knew, but he was truly prepared to continue taking action.

And the next target was Wen Bin.

Through investigation, he knew that this young kid had a father who was an Assistant Commissioner.

But Ceng Jian didn't care at all; anyway, Police and drug traffickers are inherently irreconcilable.

At worst, after finishing this kid, he could go abroad to hide, and he could control things in Hong Kong remotely.

Once the matter was over, he could just come back.

However, Ceng Jian also knew that dealing with Wen Bin was different from dealing with those small characters.

Some small tricks would not only be ineffective but would also alert the enemy.

So Ceng Jian prepared to hire a killer to handle this matter.

It just so happened that he asked the Kunsha Group for help, and the guy they sent to deliver the goods was a terrifying killer named Shama.

Even within the Kunsha Group, this guy was a top-tier ruthless character.

It was only because his actions were too crazy that he was not entrusted with important tasks by Kunsha.

And it just so happened that Ceng Jian had a good relationship with this Shama.

So he planned to use this madman, Shama, to assassinate Wen Bin. (End of chapter)