Chapter 572: Li Zicheng

You should know that the Hong Kong Police began using undercover agents against local triad members as early as the 1970s.

For a time, they even pushed the undercover culture to a profound level.

There is even a consensus among Hong Kong triads: the more prosperous the triad, the more undercover agents surround it.

It has reached the point where it is no longer surprising.

For instance, Chen Jiajun's eldest nephew, Li Wenbin, once dispatched many undercover agents to infiltrate various triads while he was serving in O-Ji.

This even included the Hung Hing, which had already gone clean.

It was just that this behavior was tacitly approved by Chen Jiajun.

Therefore, Chen Jiajun is a professional when it comes to dealing with undercover agents; in fact, many undercover agents who joined the Hung Hing simply resigned and turned to work for the Hung Hing instead.

Chen Jiajun continued, saying to Ding Qing: "That brother of yours, Li Zicheng, may not necessarily be dead set on doing anything to you; after all, human hearts are made of flesh. Besides, he has been by your side for so many years and has never done anything detrimental to you, right?"

Ding Qing thought about it, and it was indeed a reasonable point.

You have to know that if Li Zicheng really wanted to mess with him, he should have been sitting in a prison cell long ago.

Because Li Zicheng is Ding Qing's right-hand man! Ding Qing said with a tangled expression: "What can you do? My head is a mess right now!"

"Why not let Li Zicheng 'wash black'?" Chen Jiajun said indifferently.

"'Wash black'?" Ding Qing's eyes widened immediately.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "That's right, wash black! Since you can't bear to part with this brother, and he doesn't want to mess with you, then just have him give up wavering between camps and stand with you!"

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Ding Qing's eyes lit up: "Is that really possible?"

"That depends on whether you have the capacity to tolerate others!" Chen Jiajun said lightly: "Anyway, my subordinates have included quite a few people like that!"

Ding Qing took a deep breath and said: "Then what should I do?"

Chen Jiajun had his subordinate take out a file and said to Ding Qing: "This thing should be able to help you!"

Ding Qing took it, looked at it, and immediately had a plan.

But just at this moment, Ding Qing's cell phone suddenly rang.

After answering, Ding Qing's expression changed instantly: "Damn it, what did you say? Speak clearly! Sibal! Those sons of bitches!"

After hanging up the phone, Ding Qing said to Chen Jiajun: "You were right, the Police really did make a move; they want to provoke a fight between me and Li Zhongjiu!"

Chen Jiajun sighed and said: "Sure enough, you're in trouble! You and that Li Zhongjiu will definitely end up fighting."

"That guy Li Zhongjiu... he wouldn't be stupid enough to fall for the Police's trap, would he?" Ding Qing was still a bit uncertain.

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said: "Have you heard of the prisoner's dilemma? That is exactly the situation you and Li Zhongjiu are in now. If you say it wasn't you who reported him to the Police, will Li Zhongjiu believe you? As far as I know, you and this Li Zhongjiu have never really gotten along, right?"

"I still want to go and explain!" Ding Qing said to Chen Jiajun after a moment of silence.

"Suit yourself, but if you want to break this trap set by the Police, I'll give you a hint!" Chen Jiajun said with a smile: "Li Zicheng!"

"Hiss!" Ding Qing gasped upon hearing this, looking at Chen Jiajun with a terrified expression.

In the afternoon, Ding Qing arrived at the police station to see Li Zhongjiu in person.

Li Zhongjiu was currently being detained by the Police, wearing a prison uniform.

After a moment of silence, Ding Qing spoke: "This time, it seems the Police were fully prepared! To go to such lengths, they should be able to convict you, right?"

Li Zhongjiu smiled at Ding Qing: "Is that so? Then in the end, who gave them that information?"

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Ding Qing said innocently: "I'm not that kind of lowlife! And I don't have that kind of classified information!"

Ding Qing's power was already stronger than Li Zhongjiu's, and given his personality, he truly wouldn't do such a thing.

But unfortunately, Li Zhongjiu didn't believe him.

He sneered and said: "Is that so? Then who was it? Ah! If it wasn't you, then it must be your subordinates! Who else could it be! Your lackey, Li Zicheng? You despicable guy, using such methods to stab me in the back, doing me in like this, and then swallowing up the group, right?"

"Hey, listen, Li Zhongjiu..." Ding Qing helplessly tried to explain.

But at this moment, Li Zhongjiu suddenly became violent, slammed his hand on the table, and roared: "Shut up, you bastard! Or I'll tear your mouth apart!"

Seeing this guy so agitated, the guarding Police Constable immediately walked over with a baton.

Li Zhongjiu could only suppress his anger and said to Ding Qing: "Before I tear your stinking mouth apart, don't let me hear you call my name again! Also, we'll see about this, bring it on! Let's see who can laugh until the end!"

Seeing that Li Zhongjiu was in a state where he couldn't be reasoned with, Ding Qing knew it was over.

Clearly, the Police's scheme had already taken effect!

Ding Qing could only take a deep breath, stand up, and say to Li Zhongjiu: "Lawyer Zhang has done his best; you should endure it for a while. I've made arrangements everywhere, so nothing will happen!"

Before Ding Qing turned to leave, Li Zhongjiu called out to him: "The Chairman, you killed him too, right?"

Ding Qing found it amusing: "Wasn't it you? If it wasn't you, it could have been the cops, or otherwise it was..."

"Was what?"

"Done by some other stray dogs!"

Li Zhongjiu gave Ding Qing the middle finger and said: "You asshole, eat your fill! Also, Councilor Ding, you must... take care of yourself!"

Ding Qing laughed immediately, put on his sunglasses, and said: "Worrying about my safety while you're inside, I really thank you! Idiot!"

After walking out of the police station, Ding Qing sought out Section Chief Jiang, the Police officer in charge of the case.

According to Chen Jiajun's information, Ding Qing knew that the person executing this plan was very likely this guy.

Ding Qing had prepared some money, intending to test this guy, or rather, the Police's intentions.

He found Section Chief Jiang at a stadium, watching people train.

Ding Qing sat down directly and said: "In such a good mood?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, letting his subordinate bring over a box of mooncakes.

"A specialty I brought from Huaxia, called mooncakes!" Ding Qing said with a smile: "A small gift, just a token of my appreciation!"

"Food?" Section Chief Jiang opened the packaging directly, broke the mooncake open to reveal the cash inside, and sneered: "This doesn't look like food!"

"It's been washed very clean, feel free to eat it! There will absolutely be no repercussions!" Ding Qing said casually: "If it's not enough, installments are fine, monthly payments are fine; I won't let you down. You should pay some taxes occasionally, too! From now on, let us resolve our own problems internally! You are intervening too deeply right now!"

Section Chief Kang laughed, then threw the mooncake box out directly.

Ding Qing suddenly felt a headache coming on; he had his subordinate light a cigarette for him and asked, "What? Are you dissatisfied with the things on the other side? I said I'd get you more! Or should I give you a share of my group's stocks now?"

"Hey, Ding Qing, what do you take me for?" Section Chief Kang said indifferently, "Take it away! I don't accept money from thugs!"

Ding Qing said with a puzzled look, "Then why are you doing this? It's not like you're launching a full-scale attack to wipe us out; you must have some scheme, which is why you came to find me earlier, right?"

Section Chief Kang spread his hands and said, "Why would I want to wipe you out? Anyway, some other brat would just snatch it away again, and then we'd have to start managing you all over again—it's so tiring! I don't have any demands for you, as long as you judge the situation well and behave obediently! Stop messing around like this!"

The current situation in South Korea is similar to that in Hong Kong.

This thing called gangs cannot be wiped clean in South Korea either, so the only thing they demand is obedience! Ding Qing said unhappily, "In other words, you want us to accept the Police's control, right? Are we hired laborers for your damn police station?"

"You, there's no need to belittle yourself so much!" Section Chief Kang laughed, "It's just a collaborative relationship; let's keep it at this level!"

Hearing this, Ding Qing knew there was no need to say anything more about this matter.

Section Chief Kang's lips were sealed tight; he certainly wouldn't be able to ask anything out of him.

After having someone put the money away, he left directly.

Back inside the car, Ding Qing looked irritable; things were more complicated than he had imagined.

It seemed Chen Jiajun was absolutely right: the police intended to let him and Li Zhongjiu fight each other, then push out an obedient candidate to take over as the boss of the Goldmoon Group.

For Ding Qing, this trap was simply unsolvable.

Unless he could harden his heart, strike first to take Li Zhongjiu out, and uproot his forces.

But if he did that, it would definitely leave the Goldmoon Group severely wounded, and when the police launched a counterattack, they would still be dead! Thinking of this, Ding Qing hammered the seat twice, venting the depression in his heart.

But at this moment, his phone suddenly rang; he picked it up and saw it was actually Li Zicheng calling.

Ding Qing suddenly remembered what Chen Jiajun had told him—that to break this trap, Li Zicheng was the key! So Ding Qing reined in his emotions and turned back into that goofy youth: "Aiya, shibal! Brother, where are you? I came back from Shanghai early and brought you a surprise! Aiya, you'll know in a bit, that's it, hanging up!"

After hanging up the phone, Ding Qing looked at his phone, his expression uncertain.

……

On the other side, inside the Information Organization's Safe House.

Chen Jiajun was playing chess with Lao E; an Information Officer walked in and said to Chen Jiajun, "Boss, Ding Qing just went to see Li Zhongjiu, and it seems they parted on bad terms. Then he went to see Section Chief Kang of the Police, and it seems they didn't reach an agreement either!"

Chen Jiajun laughed, "I already expected that! Now he has no other path to take!"

"But Boss, we clearly have better choices! Why not just let them fight each other? Why go through all this trouble!" the Information Officer asked, puzzled.

Chen Jiajun smiled slightly and said, "How do you know that the target you previously selected hasn't already been targeted by the South Korean police?"

"Ah?" The Information Officer was instantly stunned.

Lao E said from the side, "Now there are three candidates, and the police have stirred up the two most powerful ones to fight. Who do you think is most likely to win?"

"That second-in-command, Zhang Shouji?" the Information Officer said uncertainly.

Lao E smiled and said, "Since you thought of it, could the South Korean police not have? I'm afraid that from the very beginning, the police have been collaborating with Zhang Shouji, and then stirred up Ding Qing and Li Zhongjiu to fight!"

Hearing Lao E's explanation, the Information Officer understood instantly and said with a sudden realization, "So that's it! No wonder Boss didn't choose that Zhang Shouji! If we had really approached him, we would have been exposed!"

Chen Jiajun said to the Information Officer with annoyance, "If you know, then go do your work!"

He then turned his head to look at his chessboard and said unhappily to Lao E, "Lao E, did you cheat again, you brat!"

Lao E said irritably, "Boss, you're just a lousy chess player; don't wrong a good person!"

"No way, this round doesn't count, you definitely cheated!" Chen Jiajun played the rogue, messed up the chessboard, and started a new round.

……

Meanwhile, inside a fertilizer factory.

Ding Qing sat swaggeringly on a chair, waiting for his good brother Li Zicheng to arrive.

A moment later, a silver-gray car drove into the factory building.

Li Zicheng walked out of the car with his subordinates.

Ding Qing greeted him with a smile, "You're here, a bit late!"

Li Zicheng explained, "Because it rained, and it happened to be rush hour."

Ding Qing didn't continue to lecture Li Zicheng, but instead cursed at Li Zicheng's subordinate: "Shiwu, you little brat, I told you long ago to buy a decent GPS, that's the only way to be punctual and convenient, you damn bastard!"

Ding Qing was still his usual off-the-wall self, laughing while cursing.

In any case, it made it impossible for anyone to see anything unusual.

Li Zicheng asked Ding Qing curiously, "Why did you have me come over at this time?"

Ding Qing reined in his smile and said to his subordinates, "Let them come over!"

Soon, a small truck carrying oil drums drove in, and two subordinates unloaded the oil drums from the truck.

Ding Qing smiled and said to Li Zicheng, "Want to see what's inside the drum?"

Li Zicheng immediately sensed something was wrong; the thing he feared most had happened.

Watching Ding Qing light a cigarette without saying anything more, Li Zicheng could only walk over stiffly and pry open the oil drum.

As soon as he opened the oil drum, he was startled, and his heart began to beat rapidly.

Inside the drum was the female police contact who had been in touch with him.

However, the woman was covered in blood and was already on the verge of death.

Ding Qing walked over and made a funny sound, "Your Go teacher, scared, right? Nice face, and her body is damn nice too! But brother, do you know? That girl is a cop!"

Li Zicheng froze completely, and only after a moment did he speak with difficulty, "I don't know, I... I don't know!"

Ding Qing didn't continue to press him, but walked to the front of the oil drum and said, "This is one tough girl; no matter how I beat her, she just wouldn't say who she's with! Stronger than the average man, she has guts!"

But Ding Qing took a stack of documents from his subordinate and continued, "However, even if she doesn't say who she's with, I already know!"

Hearing Ding Qing's words, Li Zicheng instantly felt his heart tighten.

Ding Qing handed the documents to Li Zicheng and said with a smile, "This is intelligence a friend of mine from Huaxia gave me, take a look!"

Li Zicheng took the data with trembling hands and began to examine it carefully.

Ding Qing continued, "I was shocked too; not only this girl, but among our own members, there are actually Police!"

As he spoke, Ding Qing grabbed a shovel, then pulled Li Zicheng's subordinate over, saying, "Beside this girl is the Police's Section Chief Jiang; this really surprises me!"

As he spoke, he took off his clothes, and just as Shiwu wanted to go pick them up, he was smacked on the head by Ding Qing with a shovel.

Li Zicheng's hands trembled even more violently, because the documents in his hand not only contained the female police officer's photo and information, but Shiwu's photo and information were also inside.

As an Undercover, he only learned today that Section Chief Jiang had actually arranged people by his side.

Li Zicheng flipped the documents to the last page, but to his surprise, there was no information about him.

Just then, Ding Qing shouted at Li Zicheng and said with a smile, "You brat, are you scared silly? I remember your methods are much more ruthless than mine!"

As he spoke, Ding Qing pulled Shiwu up right in front of Li Zicheng and used a kukri to slit Shiwu's throat directly: "These bastards have been playing you all along!"

"Is this the best reply to Section Chief Jiang?" After finishing off Shiwu, Ding Qing wiped the blood off his face and said to Li Zicheng.

Then he said to his subordinates, "Finish off that girl too! Clean this place up, and throw them into the sea along with this brat!"

Although it was a false alarm, Li Zicheng knew he had to do something now.

Otherwise, Ding Qing would definitely suspect him, so he took a Handgun from behind his subordinate's waist, aimed at the female police officer, and fired several shots in a row, killing her instantly.

Seeing Li Zicheng's performance, a smile immediately appeared on the corner of Ding Qing's mouth.

Letting his subordinates handle the bodies, Ding Qing brought Li Zicheng to the restroom to wipe the blood off his face.

Looking at Li Zicheng's panicked appearance, Ding Qing was silent for a moment before saying to Li Zicheng, "Don't you have anything you want to say to me? Police Officer Li Zicheng?"

Li Zicheng was shocked; he had just thought he had escaped a disaster.

He didn't expect Ding Qing to still suspect him.

Just as Li Zicheng wanted to explain, Ding Qing said furiously, "You son of a bitch, you'd better shut your mouth! Before I lose my temper! You thought this document didn't have your name? It was me who hid it for you, you son of a bitch!"

Hearing Ding Qing's words, Li Zicheng calmed down instead.

After a moment of silence, he said to Ding Qing, "Are you not planning to kill me?"

Ding Qing punched Li Zicheng in the face and said angrily, "If I wanted to kill you, would I need to tell you now? You bastard!"

Li Zicheng took the punch, just wiped his mouth, and then said with his head lowered, "I'm sorry, Big Brother!"

Ding Qing grabbed Li Zicheng by the collar and said viciously, "Do I need you to say sorry? What I need to know now is, all these years, have you ever really considered me your Big Brother, you son of a bitch?"

"I... don't know!" Li Zicheng spat these words out with great difficulty.

"Don't know?" Ding Qing stared fixedly at Li Zicheng and pressed, "What do you mean?"

Li Zicheng suddenly broke down: "I don't even know what the hell I'm doing! Damn it!"

Seeing Li Zicheng holding his head and crying, Ding Qing's expression was somewhat complex.

After all, they were brothers for so many years, and he was the brother he had the best relationship with, who had saved his life more than once.

Such a person, Ding Qing simply couldn't bring himself to kill. (End of chapter)