Chapter 344: 345. Chapter 345: Sharpshooter

345. Chapter 345: Sharpshooter

Chen Jiajun gave a cold snort: "I see you've been too well protected by your family and have never been beaten down by society.

Get out of my sight now. No one is going to get Guan Youbo out of prison; that's my word."

After saying this, he turned to the Secretary at the office door and said directly: "Miss Diana, please."

Diana gave Chen Jiajun a look of bitter resentment, then grabbed her bag and turned to leave.

For a period of time afterward, Diana didn't even care about the company's affairs.

She ran around everywhere, contacting her old connections, wanting to get Guan Youbo out of the police's hands.

Unfortunately, under Chen Jiajun's threat, the police didn't dare to budge at all.

Once they budged, the police could foresee that this guy Chen Jiajun would definitely make a scene.

This would push the police into a very disadvantageous position.

So, no matter who Diana begged, it was actually of no use.

A few more days passed, and the day of the trial arrived.

Because the evidence provided by Zhuang Ziwei of the West Kowloon Regional Crime Unit was conclusive, this guy Guan Youbo was sentenced to life imprisonment.

Although the Lawyer Diana hired was a high-priced top barrister in the industry, it was of no use.

This case had clearly transcended the influence of the case itself.

Even if the barrister could turn black into white, it wouldn't delay the sentencing decision in the slightest.

Guan Youbo would soon be detained at Stanley Prison.

"Miss Diana, don't force it; it's already of no use," the Lawyer shook his head and said. "Let's consider applying for medical parole after the impact of this matter passes."

Diana also knew that she was powerless to change the outcome, so she could only nod and reluctantly agree.

During this time, Diana returned to her work, planning to use her connections to get Guan Youbo medical parole as soon as the heat died down.

She had even arranged the specific measures in advance.

But she didn't expect that only a few days later, Diana would receive shocking, tragic news.

Guan Youbo had gotten into a fight in Stanley Prison, was stabbed in the chest, and died on the spot.

Upon hearing this news, Diana went insane on the spot, dropped her own affairs, and rushed to the hospital morgue like a madwoman.

After seeing Guan Youbo's corpse, she cried until she fainted on the spot.

After Guan Youbo was buried, Diana locked herself in her room, washing her face with tears all day long.

Someone as paranoid as her easily transforms the emotion of grief into hatred.

And the target of that hatred was Chen Jiajun.

Diana knew very well that Guan Youbo being stabbed to death in Stanley so quickly definitely had something to do with Chen Jiajun.

There was indeed nothing wrong with the target of Diana's hatred.

It was just that her mind was clouded by hatred, and the first thing she thought of was how to kill Chen Jiajun to avenge Guan Youbo.

So, not long after, she dialed a number.

As an executive at an investment firm, one would hire people to do some dirty work.

Even if she had never been in contact with them, she had the numbers of such people in her possession.

"Hello, I want you to help me kill someone," Diana said directly after the call connected, without wasting words.

"Kill who?" The middleman didn't ask for the reason and went straight to the point.

"The Boss of Guojun Group, Chen Jiajun," Diana said through gritted teeth.

The middleman seemed startled: "Are you crazy? This job can't be done."

"Name your price," Diana said viciously. "I don't believe there's no one who would risk their life for money."

The middleman was silent for a long time after hearing this, then said to Diana: "Are you serious?"

Diana said through gritted teeth: "Of course I'm serious."

"Ten million, and I'll help you find someone," the middleman said after some thought.

"Fine," Diana agreed without even thinking.

"Don't be in such a hurry; listen to me finish before you decide," the middleman said in a low voice. "The person I'm finding for you is a former member of the Flying Tigers, a sniper expert. He is currently locked up in Lai Chi Kok Prison and should be out in a little while. If you want him to do the job, you must get him out first."

"So much trouble?" Diana frowned and said.

The middleman sneered and said: "Who do you think you're trying to kill? It's already good enough that I can help you find a candidate. Any other middleman would have probably hung up on you by now."

After hearing this, Diana fell silent.

The middleman continued: "I take a 30% commission; wire it directly to me. I won't participate in anything else. I don't know about this matter, and I have never spoken to you on the phone."

Diana could tell that the other party was indeed very afraid of Chen Jiajun finding out.

That was why he was trying his best to distance himself from her.

Or perhaps the middleman didn't think she could actually take down Chen Jiajun.

But Diana didn't care now; she was just desperate to take revenge on Chen Jiajun.

So she agreed directly: "Fine."

"I'll send you the information in a moment. Remember, this has nothing to do with me," the middleman said, then hung up the phone directly.

Diana sat in her mansion, staring blankly into the distance, but in her eyes, it was as if flames were dancing.

Lai Chi Kok Prison is one of the six high-security correctional institutions in Hong Kong.

It is specifically used to detain those very dangerous criminals.

Of course, Stanley Prison is also on that list.

However, Stanley Prison holds the gang bosses of those triads, while Lai Chi Kok Prison is specifically used to hold those convicted of white-collar crimes.

And Ling Jing is one of the inmates in this prison.

This guy was once a sharpshooter for the Flying Tigers, and was even on the verge of being promoted to Senior Inspector.

It was just that during an operation at a jewelry store robbery, he fired his weapon without authorization and hit a hostage.

And this hostage had a wealthy father.

Because of this matter, that wealthy businessman pursued the case relentlessly, demanding that the Police Force give him an explanation.

In the end, Ling Jing was convicted of manslaughter and locked up in Lai Chi Kok Prison for four years.

During these four years, his fiancée committed suicide, which caused this guy's mental state to become somewhat abnormal.

In prison, he never spoke to anyone, only talking to himself in front of a mirror.

There was even a time they considered transferring him to another correctional facility, the Xiaolan psychiatric treatment center.

However, there was not much time left before Ling Jing was to be released, so the prison abandoned this idea.

During this period, no one had ever come to visit Ling Jing.

But today, someone specifically asked to have a chat with Ling Jing, which made the prison guard feel a bit strange.

So he went to Ling Jing's cell, tapped the bars with his baton, and said, "Ling Jing, someone wants to see you."

Ling Jing himself appeared somewhat surprised: "Who?"

"I don't know, it's a beautiful woman," the prison guard shook his head and said.

Ling Jing pondered for a moment, then nodded and agreed.

After walking out of the cell block, Ling Jing cooperated fully by letting the prison guard put handcuffs on him, then walked into the reception room.

Today was not a day when the reception room was open; the fact that the other party could get in meant her status was not simple.

Ling Jing sat down in front of the strange woman and said with a strange expression: "Who are you? Why did you specifically want to see me?"

Diana took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of eyes radiating a crazed look.

She said coldly to Ling Jing: "You are Ling Jing, joined the Flying Tigers in '77, won the title of sharpshooter for three consecutive years, but four years ago, because you accidentally killed a wealthy businessman's son, you were dismissed by the Police Force and sentenced to four years in prison."

"You've investigated very thoroughly, but you still haven't answered my question," Ling Jing said indifferently.

Diana leaned on the table, stared into Ling Jing's eyes, and said: "Who I am is not important. I want you to help me do one thing. Or rather, kill someone."

Ling Jing immediately laughed: "You should know that I was a policeman before, right? How could you think I would help you kill someone?"

A cold sneer appeared at the corner of Diana's mouth as she said: "Because I know that you are just like me, a lunatic. My man was killed by that person, and your woman committed suicide due to depression after you were imprisoned. Don't you want to take revenge on those who caused all of this?"

Diana was very capable; she didn't just investigate Ling Jing's basic information, but also obtained quite a bit of data herself through various channels.

She knew that for a person like Ling Jing, money alone might not be enough to move him, which is why she made these preparations.

Clearly, Diana's preparations were effective; after Ling Jing heard Diana's words, his gaze became as fierce as a beast waiting to devour someone.

But Diana stared back at him without the slightest fear; after all, there is no difference between a lunatic and a lunatic.

After the two stared at each other for a moment, Ling Jing suddenly laughed: "If you want me to help you kill someone, there must be some benefit, right?"

Diana smiled: "Of course there is, seven million, plus I will get you out of this prison right now."

Ling Jing looked at Diana with great interest and said: "You seem to have quite a bit of power. If you can help me investigate someone, we can make a deal."

"Who?" Diana asked directly without even thinking.

"The current Flying Tigers Senior Inspector, Fang Keming," Ling Jing said coldly: "He is my target."

Diana nodded and said: "No problem."

Seeing her agree so readily, Ling Jing leaned back in his chair with a relaxed expression and said: "Then I'll wait to see your methods."

The two reached an agreement, and Diana did not like staying in prison for long, so she got up and left.

A few days later, Ling Jing indeed received the news of his early release.

After he took his belongings and walked out of the prison, it felt like a lifetime ago.

After stepping outside, Ling Jing saw a luxury car waiting for him.

A burly man wearing sunglasses with a cold face said: "Miss Diana asked me to come pick you up. Get in the car."

Ling Jing was not used to conversing with people, so he took his things and got into the car.

Along the way, neither of them spoke, and the burly man drove on his own.

Meanwhile, Ling Jing looked at the scenery of Hong Kong, which had changed so much, and became lost in thought.

"We're here." After not knowing how long the car had been driving, it finally stopped, and the burly man wearing sunglasses reminded him.

Ling Jing's home was in the relatively chaotic Sham Shui Po; at this time, the night market had already begun setting up stalls.

He casually found a place to sit down and said to the Boss: "Bring me a bowl of noodles."

The burly man was clearly not used to this environment; he frowned and said: "You can actually eat this pig swill? Hurry up, I still have things to tell you."

Ling Jing said coldly: "If you don't want to wait, you can get lost."

"You!" The burly man glanced at the many people around and sat down, suppressing his anger.

After the noodles arrived, Ling Jing added chili to them, then quickly finished the noodles, handed over two banknotes, and walked toward his home.

During this time, he didn't even look at the burly man in sunglasses once.

This kind of disregard made the burly man in sunglasses unable to hold back any longer; he rushed over, grabbed Ling Jing by the shoulder, and said: "I let you out to get things done, not for you to dawdle around, if..."

Before the burly man could finish speaking, he felt a pain in his ribs. Looking down at his abdomen, a Knife had been inserted directly into his heart from his ribs.

Then he heard Ling Jing's icy voice: "Do you know that you talk too much nonsense?"

After speaking, Ling Jing took a card and an envelope from him, then called Diana and said: "I have my own way of doing things; I don't need anyone to teach me how to do them. Don't send this kind of trash who only knows how to talk nonsense next time."

After speaking, Ling Jing hung up the phone, glanced at the burly man in sunglasses who was slowly collapsing, and walked directly into the dilapidated building not far away.

After Ling Jing's figure disappeared, the people nearby discovered the burly man in sunglasses who had already collapsed in a pool of blood and stopped breathing.

After Chen Jiajun had the Four Great Evildoers of Hung Hing kill Guan Youbo in Stanley, things had indeed improved slightly.

At the very least, those lunatic-like fierce bandits no longer dared to set their sights on the businesses under the Guojun banner.

Even when those fierce bandits came to do business, they would be warned by others.

Chen Jiajun was quite satisfied with this kind of deterrent power.

At the very least, for the recent period of time, there was no need to worry about such matters anymore.

However, the necessary protection was still in place; for instance, Chen Jiajun specially selected several personal bodyguards to follow his women, and they were all high-level demons.

As for other Big Bosses who wanted to learn from Chen Jiajun, there was nowhere for them to learn.

After all, Chen Jiajun had one hundred percent control over Hong Hing, and he also had a Security Company in his hands.

His combat power could be said to be off the charts; those ruthless bandits coming to look for trouble with Chen Jiajun were simply courting death.

Consequently, many wealthy people began to contact Chen Jiajun, wanting to discuss the business of Guojun Security Company.

Regarding this point, Chen Jiajun did not fully agree.

For one thing, his own industries also needed manpower, and for another, even if he were to take on business, Chen Jiajun would certainly only take on the business of leftist businessmen.

People like Huo Yingnan were the only ones who would do.

"A Jun, your Security Company was truly established with foresight." Huo Yingnan looked at the bodyguards around his villa and immediately said to Chen Jiajun with a smile.

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said: "I would rather not have so much business; you don't even look at how chaotic the streets of Hong Kong have become now."

"Almost every day one can see news of Police and robbers having gunfights on the streets; the citizens of Hong Kong are very dissatisfied."

Speaking of this, Huo Yingnan could not help but spit: "Damn England Gweilo, they only know how to rake in money and not how to get things done, a bunch of scum."

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said: "This kind of situation will likely last for quite a while; the England Gweilo have clearly made up their minds to let things rot. I suspect they are currently planting their own people in every important department."

Huo Yingnan said with some worry: "Then will there be any impact after the handover?"

"The impact is certain." Chen Jiajun spread his hands helplessly and said: "But we cannot intervene either."

Let alone Chen Jiajun, at this period of time, even the mainland side could not intervene at all.

So they could only watch like this.

After all, we are people who keep our word and cannot do such things as going back on our promises.

Huo Yingnan sighed and said: "Then we can only protect ourselves."

After chatting with Huo Yingnan for a while, they talked about the affairs of Lu Guo Group.

Ever since the Lu family brothers were driven out of Lu Guo Group, the progress of the projects had been advancing rapidly.

Chen Jiajun recommended Lu Jinqiang's building materials company to Huo Yingnan, and Huo Yingnan gave him face and agreed to it.

Doing business is a matter of constant compromise.

After all, Lu Jinqiang and his brothers carry the surname Lu; it is impossible not to give them any benefits at all.

After chatting with several leftist wealthy people for a while, Chen Jiajun took the initiative to set aside a portion of security personnel for several wealthy people he was familiar with.

This was also the purpose of the Big Spenders inviting Chen Jiajun over for tea.

Everyone knew the fierce combat record of the Guojun Security Company in Chen Jiajun's hands, but the hiring price was not cheap, and it was very difficult to hire them; generally, if there was no important matter, they would not spend this money.

But for a recent period of time, it was impossible not to hire them.

Chen Jiajun naturally would not let go of this opportunity to win people's hearts, and he even transferred a team over from Brunei.

After everyone connected and built rapport, Chen Jiajun stood up to take his leave.

There were many affairs at Guojun Group, and Chen Jiajun was never free when he stayed in Hong Kong.

On the other side, Ling Jing spent a sum of money and obtained a sniper rifle through special channels.

The gun was sent in disassembled into parts, so Ling Jing needed to pick up the goods himself.

Ling Jing arrived at the fish market, handed the final payment to the Boss, and then received a batch of large fish that were emitting a fishy smell.

After bringing them home, he cut open the fish bellies, took out all the gun parts from inside, and then assembled them very quickly.

Then he took out a file and began to correct the weight of the bullets.

The profession of a sniper is something that is fed by money by the authorities.

Only England Gweilo like them would say they are giving up and just give up.

Just as Ling Jing was polishing his bullets, his mobile phone suddenly rang; there was a message on it.

Ling Jing revealed a smile, put on his equipment, and went out. (End of chapter)