History of Hong Kong Island

Chapter 101 The Eternal Cemetery
Guan Bingsen's face was full of despair, and he wailed endlessly: "I'll give you, isn't it enough for me to give you 200 million! I still have some cash, three 10,000+, I can tell you the account password and write you a check!"

He Dingxian exhaled: "You are the chief culprit used by the police force to close the case. The court procedures have not been completed. Let you go out. What can I give to the citizens?"

"Okay, okay, then go to court, I am willing to confess and go to jail, and the money can also be used to compensate." Guan Bingsen was suddenly ecstatic, twisting his body, thinking that he had survived the crisis.

He Dingxian smiled: "If you go to court, you have to die. I never said that you can live. It's just that your death has value, and an answer to the public is value."

Guan Bingsen hastily argued: "He Sheng, Mr. He, you don't need to be executed if you hire a murderer. Besides, I just set fire."

"How big the fire was and how many people died, don't need to mention it." He Dingxian rushed: "I will go to participate in a brother's first seven in the afternoon."

"He was burned alive that night!"

"As for your money, I'll take half of it as compensation, rebuild the factory, and give the brothers settlement allowances, and donate the remaining half for you."

He Dingxian sneered, "My appetite is not as big as yours, and I dare to do anything."

Guan Bingsen's face was ashen, and suddenly he smiled grinningly: "Hehe, you won't get any money! When personal freedom is threatened, the contract signed has no legal effect."

"Did you hire me as my lawyer for nothing?"

He Dingxian felt it was funny, and even had the mood to light a cigarette. Meng Yuanda felt that the criminal was a little out of his mind, so he took out the red-hot iron rod from the coal mine, half of which was already red-hot.

Dazai had two wet cloths wrapped in his hands. He seemed to be very experienced. He stuck the stick to Guan Bingsen's back and rolled it back and forth on his back minute by inch.

"Fuck."

Three minutes later, a ghost lawyer walked into the interrogation room, his nose twitched twice, his face showed a look of unbearable expression, but he still laid out documents one after another on the table, while Yan Xiong stepped forward with a finger, Press your fingerprints one by one.

"It's done, Brother Xian." Yan Xiong dropped his finger.

He Dingxian nodded and looked at Guilao's lawyer: "Is it possible?"

"can."

Guilo's lawyer put away the documents, and said in a straightforward tone: "As long as no one sues, the documents will always be legal. If someone sues, it will cost more..."

"It doesn't matter if there are some lawsuits. The lawsuit is filed slowly. There is no reason to spit out what you eat." He Dingxian smiled very easily.

The lawyer nodded: "That's right, sir."

"Fortunately."

As soon as He Dingxian finished speaking, Guilao lawyer got the cue and hurriedly left the scene with the documents. Meng Yuanda dropped the iron pipe, untied the cloth strip in his hand, stepped forward and said, "Brother Xian, I passed out."

"Take care of it."

"Send it to Mong Kok Police Station tomorrow. The days are too long, so cut him slowly." He Dingxian glanced at the people on the ground, and left the interrogation room without looking back.

Meng Yuanda stood at attention behind him and saluted, and said aloud, "Yes!"

"Sir!"

……

"Azi, these deeds were pawned by the bank and exchanged for cash. The money was divided into two parts, one part was donated to the Tung Wah Group of Hospitals' Charity Resettlement Association for the Disaster Victims, and the other part was given to the villagers in the housing estates to pay the rent. Take 20 yuan and send it to the police station, and use the rest to distribute family allowances to the brothers."

noon.

Sanban Street, tea restaurant.

He Dingxian handed over the items from the lawyer's office to Lard Boy. Although Lard Boy had already prepared, he was still shocked: "So fast!"

"Is fifteen points worth of attorney's fees?"

He Dingxian sneered.

"Tsk tsk, the ghost is a ghost in his work." Lard boy grinned.

If it weren't for Guan Bingsen's special situation, no one would dare to help, and it is a situation that cannot be separated...

He wanted to persuade the big boss to start working every day.

He Dingxian continued to explain: "In addition, remember that all the machines in Xinsen Paper have been removed, and find a way to take over the former customers of Xinsen Paper."

"Leave this matter to Zou Huaiwen." Although it is a bit overwhelming to take over other people's bosses and take on other customers, the newspaper office has cut off the supply of white newspapers. The first thing to worry about is the newspaper office, and Dongfang Paper has an advantage in price , In fact, there is a great opportunity to take over customers.

Lard Boy also readily agreed: "No problem, Brother Xian, I will definitely take care of everything, but...is it in such a hurry? If you get a pawn shop, you will be cut off again. Those people will not show mercy, especially to you."

"Let's go out, those who come from wrong sources, spend money early and feel at ease." He Dingxian's reasons were simple and unpretentious, and Lard Boy didn't struggle anymore: "Okay!"

evening.

Ni Kun entered the police station with a bag of money. The road was unimpeded, and he came to the office area of ​​the criminal team: "Brother Xian."

"Akun."

He Dingxian waved to him with an affectionate tone, and many detectives in the office area cast their gazes, remembering the officer's confidant coachman.

Ni Kun was wearing a shirt, holding a heavy paper bag on his arm, bowed twice, trotted to the desk and put down the paper bag, and said softly, "Brother Zai asked me to give it to you, 20, not a lot."

"it is good."

He Dingxian didn't open the paper bag, but nodded slightly: "It's hard work."

"Then I'm going out, Brother Xian." Seeing that nothing happened, Ni Kun hurriedly exited the office area.He Dingxian opened the paper bag and came to Lei Luo's desk, and took out stacks of Hong Kong dollars, a total of [-] Hong Kong dollars, twenty stacks.

Lei Luo looked at the scattered piles of Hong Kong dollars on the table, his eyes were excited, but his posture remained calm, and he nodded steadily: "Thank you, Brother Xian."

"Your own person, you're welcome." He Dingxian smiled lightly, and handed him the remaining paper bag: "Help me and hand it over to Inspector Chen. I have something to do in the evening. Meals and tea are all mine."

"Okay." Lei Luo took the paper bag, which also contained 10 yuan, and when the boss left, he put the 10 yuan on the table back.

He Dingxian gave Lei Luo money in front of his brothers, not to make Lei Luo grateful, nor to embarrass Lei Luo's face... but from this to reveal a signal that the two of them will be one in the future, sharing risks, Conspire with the future, and by the way, let the others in the mission know the benefits of being with him, He Dingxian!

It can be said that when Lan Gang, Lin Yaowen, and Zheng Peiji saw the table full of money, their eyes turned red. I don't know whether they were jealous of 10 yuan or the position of Inspector Hua. The two with the lowest qualifications are the first to get the authority of Inspector Hua's first district!
Before the Hong Kong Island Police Force established a new order, it was the position to control the fees of the first district and earn a lot of money.

After the Hong Kong Island Police Force enacted the new order of the arena, it is in charge of a district with both black and white, and a position that speaks volumes!
When the boss returned to the office to drink tea, Yan Xiong, Meng Yuanda, A Le and other subordinates couldn't bear it anymore, they gathered around the desk and said loudly: "Brother Xian, are you going to be promoted?"

"Who told you?" He Dingxian didn't change his face, and understated it.

Flatterer with flattering face, flatteringly said: "It has been spread all over the police station, the positions of the two inspectors Hua in Kowloon District, one belongs to Brother Xian, the other belongs to Brother Luo, everyone in the world says you are Wanchai Shuanglong. "

"Go, go, go, the name of the dirt, the whole day is either a tiger or a dragon, next time I will call you Wanchai Gunslinger." He Dingxian shook off his impatience, but smiled happily, and took the hand. Here comes a cigarette.

He smoked the cigarette under the match lit by Yan Xiong, exhaled and said: "I know, once the news of my promotion spreads, you must be very happy."

He gave everyone a blank look: "It's not for me, it's for myself. If there is a seat vacant, there will be two at once."

"You guys in plainclothes also want to be scouts. If Ah Shan is here, there will be someone who can convince everyone. Now that Ah Shan is going to guard the pond, all of you must want to grab the position."

Ah Le said anxiously: "Brother Xian, I don't mean that much."

"Don't explain." He Dingxian said in a voice: "It doesn't matter whether I have it or not. After all, if I have the opportunity, I will definitely be promoted to my own people. Aren't you all my own people?"

"In the future, Ah Shan will definitely be more than just a Tanmu. As for now...there is no Tanmu in Wanchai District!"

"Those who want to get promoted go to Kowloon, to Mong Kok, to my territory! How about it?"

Yan Xiong, Meng Yuanda, and Qian Jiale showed surprise on their faces, and each of them hurriedly shouted: "Thank you Brother Xian, thank you big brother."

Whether it's Da Tsai who likes to flatter, or the killer Xiong who relies on evil to get ahead, or even Ah Le who is a small follower.

At this moment, it was hard to hide my emotions, and I immediately expressed my heart, and came out to hang out, but in the end I was asking for a promotion and a fortune, and the boss is willing to give it, I must thank you!
He Dingxian nodded unsurprisingly, with a cigarette still in his finger, and then tapped the table to signal: "Fee."

"what?"

A Le, Meng Yuanda, Yan Xiong and others reacted together, they were dumbfounded one after another, and then laughed: "Haha."

No matter whether the big boss has money or not, the money must be collected. There is no reason why the big boss has to pay for the top position, and the younger brother can take the top position without paying a dime, right?

The three of them have already started to calculate the savings in their hearts. Fortunately, one of the three is Dazai who has a wealthy family.

"Understood, Brother Xian, you must collect enough money before you get off work."

He Dingxian shook his head: "Am I short of your money for food? Pack up tonight and report to the Mong Kok mission office tomorrow, and put the money in the closet then."

"Roger that!"

"Brother Xian."

He Dingxian threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stood up and said, "I'll get off work first, the world is peaceful in Wan Chai today, there will be no case."

Meng Yuanda understood in his heart, and opened his mouth and said, "Sir, go to work, we will help to watch."

evening.

In the Chinese permanent cemetery on Hong Kong Island, in front of a tombstone, Wu Shihao was wearing a sweater and shorts, knelt on the ground with his bare knees on the ground, put his hands on the ground, knocked his head hard three times, and looked up at the name on the monument: "Ajie, it's Big Brother!" I am so sorry!"

A group of brothers with unspeakable expressions and solemn expressions lined up, and the sad atmosphere overflowed with heavy.

Autumn rains.

Ni Kun stood next to the boss holding an umbrella, and followed the boss all the way to the tombstone. A row of bad boys bowed together: "Mr. He!"

"Mr. He!"

Without saying a word, He Dingxian picked up three sticks of incense and lit them in front of the candle, bowed deeply three times, bent down and inserted them into a copper furnace in front of the tomb.

"Ajay."

"Let's go!"

(End of this chapter)