Chapter 344

Gangdao, September 30, the weather is clear skies for miles.

However, the O Unit of the Gangdao Police Headquarters is on high alert, as the International Criminal Police Organization has received news that many important figures from international organizations have gathered in Gangdao.

Chief Inspector Zhao of the O Unit headquarters pointed to several photos on the small blackboard and introduced them.

'Yingjiang Hung Gate hall master Hong Wenfen, Japanese Yamaguchi-gumi consultant Yuan Qingnan, Wanwan San Lian Gang leader Zhongyong Bo, Malay Hua Ji Second Route Marshal Zhang Tianhu.'

'They each brought many attendants into Gangdao; the hall master of the Hung Fa Shan Ritual Hall, Shui Bo, and the hall master of the Punishment Hall, Hei Chai, went to the airport to receive them.'

'Finally, these people directly took up residence at the Pointy Sand Spit Far East Club.'

'These people coming individually to Gangdao is nothing, but when they gather together, it's a big deal—none of them are easy to deal with.'

'These organizations are formidable presences in their own localities; although they wear a legal façade, everyone knows what they do.'

'The Pointy Sand Spit Far East Club was formerly the Heng Lai Hotel, and now belongs to the Red Signal Group.'

'What the major international organizations are up to by coming to Gangdao is still unclear; the basic situation is as follows.'

Chief Inspector Huang tapped the table, glared at Chief Inspector Zhao, this loser didn't mention A Xin in his words, but every sentence was about A Xin.

'Soon I'll find a chance to throw him into the New Territories; A Xin is a police chief inspector, can he still let you, a loser, throw shade?'

'I received a tip-off that this time the major international organizations came to Gangdao for the agency rights of Red Signal Group's new product across regions.'

'Since the incident occurred in Pointy Sand Spit, it will be handled by Deputy Chief Inspector Zhang Tiezhu of the Kowloon O Unit; any objections?'

'Chief Inspector Zhang... wait, Chief Inspector Zhang stood up and saluted: "No problem, Sir, I guarantee to complete the mission."'

Chief Inspector Zhang knows A Xin too well; he would never do anything out of line.

Chief Inspector Huang nodded satisfied; little Zhang is really capable, and if there's a chance, he'll be promoted to headquarters.

Such talent would be a waste if placed in a district.

Chief Inspector Zhang indeed knows how to get things done; upon entering the Kowloon O Unit, he promoted Chief Inspector Huang's niece from inspector to senior inspector.

You see, Chief Inspector Zhang promoted Chief Inspector Huang's niece, and Chief Inspector Huang promoted Chief Inspector Zhang—doesn't that form a perfect cycle?

It's all just human relations and worldly wisdom!

How does Chief Inspector Zhang know who Chief Inspector Huang's niece is?

This inevitably brings up A Xin; Chief Inspector Zhang doesn't know, but A Xin, as Chief Inspector Huang's junior, knows all about this!

Does nobody else know?

Indeed, nobody knows; it was Li Xin who went to give Old Huang's wife a gift and happened to meet his niece, Little Huang.

That's right, it was giving a gift to Old Huang's wife, not Old Huang himself.

Otherwise, he wouldn't know about this; Old Huang kept it very secret!

After the meeting, Chief Inspector Huang beckoned to Chief Inspector Zhao, squinting his eyes with a kindly smile.

'Come with me to the office; I have an important task to entrust to you.'

'Okay, Sir.'

Chief Inspector Zhao still didn't grasp the seriousness of the issue, happily following Chief Inspector Huang Zhong into the office.

Old Huang searched the desk for a while, finally found a document in the corner, glanced at it, and tossed it directly to Chief Inspector Zhao.

'Currently, the turmoil between Lian Sheng and Dong Xing is too big, already affecting public security in the New Territories; go handle this.'

Chief Inspector Zhao stared blankly and asked: 'Sir, is this the New Territories' jurisdiction? Should our headquarters intervene?'

Old Huang solemnly replied: 'That's right, it's the New Territories' responsibility, but I'm dissatisfied with their efficiency.'

'I've looked around in the O Unit headquarters, and only your ability can reassure me; this important task is entrusted to you.'

'You won't let me down, right, Chief Inspector Zhao?'

Although Chief Inspector Zhao had doubts in his heart, seeing Chief Inspector Huang's expectant gaze and kindly smile...

Feeling the weight of the entrusted task, Chief Inspector Huang has high expectations for him!

He stood at attention and saluted: 'I will absolutely not disappoint you, Sir; I'm heading to the New Territories now.'

He then asked: 'Sir, when can I come back?'

'When you finish this case, you can come back; I'm waiting to give you credit, keep it up!'

'Won't let you down, Sir.'

After Chief Inspector Zhao left the office, Old Huang muttered: 'Still talking nonsense; when this case ends depends on when I want it to end!'

'The dung in the New Territories is fresh; since we're speaking bullshit, might as well eat more dung!'

'Nonsense!'

'You have no sense at all, don't you know A Xin is my younger brother?'

Old Huang had been thinking about his wife for a long time, not giving her a look, his mood becoming increasingly cheerful.

Still, A Xin knows how to get things done; sending gifts, he hits the mark perfectly!

After work today, I'll go find Mrs. Li to relax; I haven't seen her in a long time, and I really miss her.

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Pointy Sand Spit Far East Club.

Chai Shu introduced to Li Xin: 'Mountain Chief, this is Yingjiang Hung Gate hall master Hong Wen-sheng, sitting in the third seat.'

Hong Wen-sheng extended his middle finger, ring finger, and little finger, curling back his index finger, using this gesture to indicate his identity.

'Yingjiang Hung Gate's white paper fan Hong Wen-sheng, greetings, senior brothers.'

The Qing Gang is a single line, the Hung Gate a vast expanse—not just empty talk.

The Mountain Chiefs of all peaks sit as equals, with no hierarchy.

This has even caused a joke before; the Mountain Chief of Five Victory Mountain self-proclaimed as the overall leader of the Hung Gate, but everyone just took it as a joke.

Li Xin placed his hands on his hips, made a six gesture, then helped Hong Wen-sheng up.

'Hung Gate Brothers stand shoulder to shoulder, with no hierarchy; Hung Brother, no need for excessive courtesy.'

Hong Wensheng clasped his fists in salute, smiling as he replied: "We won't talk about seniority; it's Mountain Chief Li's benevolence, but I cannot avoid speaking of rank."

Eh, these old guys are tough in this respect; they follow the rules well on the surface, but who knows what goes on behind the scenes!

Li Xin returned the salute, saying: "Last year's matter still requires thanks to the brothers for their help; although we haven't had the fate to meet, we haven't forgotten our loyalty."

"Hung Brother is older; just call me A Xin, no need for formalities."

After the formalities were done, the three of them sat down to chat.

Hong Wensheng laughed and said: "The Green Gang dares to reach out against the Hung Gate Brothers; as fellow brothers, we should help them, Mountain..."

"Just call me A Xin; it sounds more intimate."

"All right, deferring to you is better than being formal, A Xin; this little matter really isn't worth worrying about—we're our own people, what are the Three Union Gang supposed to be?"

"They're just remnants of the Green Gang; the closeness is obvious one way or another—this is clear as day."

Li Xin nodded and replied with a smile: "That's right; as they say, turning from green to red, wearing red and bright, turning from Hung to green invites a thousand cuts—only the Hung Gate is the orthodox."

Eh, Li Xin is a Hung Gate member, so he accepts this; if the identities were swapped, it wouldn't be so easy to say!

After all, everyone knows this guy is unreasonable; with reason on his side, he can say anything—otherwise he'd surely stir up trouble.