History of Hong Kong Island

Chapter 73 Send a wreath to Master Fu! (Burst update 810)

"Some things in the police force are more difficult to handle." Zhang Jingrong echoed aloud.

Liu Fu said clearly: "The chief inspector of Kowloon Zonghua is in charge of both Kowloon and New Territories. He has a total of [-] police stations under his command. Our Dongguan assistant currently holds eight of them, and the remaining five are still managed by people from the Chaoshan Gang. on."

"In Kowloon, Sham Shui Po and Yau Ma Tei belong to the Teochew Gang, but in the New Territories, Tsuen Wan, Tuen Mun, and Shatin belong to the Teochew Gang. We only have two lands in Yuen Long and Sai Kung."

"Fortunately, the New Territories don't have much lucrative water. It is enough to seize the banking district in Kowloon. The business of the big bosses will not be able to expand to the New Territories for a while."

Zhang Jingrong listened quietly, giving the old chief enough time to speak freely, humming from time to time.

Liu Fu was probably someone who hadn't seen the police force for a long time, and he seemed to talk more than usual, and continued: "The Chinese detectives under Jiulong District may not be able to convince you."

"After all, Yuan Yi, Gao Yong, and others are all behind the big boss. If it weren't for my relationship with Gui Lao, it would be really difficult to pass on the position to you."

It is very cool to teach Inspector Xin Zonghua.

People like Liu Fu who have retired unexpectedly and have not had official addiction are the favorites.

Zhang Jingrong also sighed: "Thank you, Master Fu, for your help."

"You are my confidant. Although everyone in the world says that the Dongguan Gang has five tigers in the police force, I only think that you have the most future."

Liu Fu put down the soup bowl: "To convince the people under him, one is to give them enough benefits, and the other is to be tough."

"Kowloon Tong and East Tsim Sha Tsui must listen to you. That is our old land. Wong Tai Sin and Prince Edward Road dare not jump out. Only Mong Kok and Jordan are strong and troublesome."

"In your situation, it is suitable for external use, not internal."

"Find an opportunity to win the personnel rights in Sham Shui Po, and turn Inspector Hua into one of our own. This kind of power is the largest in the Dongguan Gang, and everyone else must obey."

Liu Fu's eyes were burning with heroism: "As for Yau Ma Tei, don't move for the time being, and wait until the next appointment and dismissal, and then find a chance to take it through the upper echelon of the ghost."

"It's impossible to replace all the forces that have been established in the three districts under Yaomu's general jurisdiction within three to two years. Let them dance for a while."

Zhang Jingrong moved his mouth when he heard the words, wanting to speak.

Liu Fu waited for him for a while, but did not wait for a word, so he asked suspiciously, "Ah Rong, what's the matter?"

He realized something was wrong.

Zhang Jingrong heaved a long sigh, and finally heaved a sigh of relief: "In the evening, I went to see that Hua Yaoxian again, and the daughter of the chairman of the Chaoshan Chamber of Commerce was at the same table."

Liu Fu's complexion changed suddenly: "Has Huayaoxian got on the way of Boss Chu?"

Zhang Jingrong shook his head: "No."

"It's on Miss Chu's path."

Liu Fu's expression froze immediately, his eyes showed shock, and then quickly regained his composure, and said expressionlessly: "I have the ability!"

"Lord Fu."

Liu Fudao: "I have already guessed that he is so prominent that the big boss of the Chaoshan Chamber of Commerce will come forward to make peace, and the remaining bullet is going to hit the ceiling."

"I didn't expect that not only a big boss, but also Miss Chu directly."

With unwillingness in his eyes, he looked at Zhang Jingrong and said, "Tell me, what conditions does Miss Chu offer?"

"If you want a position as Inspector Hua, you can give it."

Zhang Jingrong did not reply immediately, but raised his hand to untie the gun bag, took out a matching gun inside, and put both hands in front of the officer: "The condition is to fire the last shot."

When Liu Fu saw Zhang Jingrong's right hand approaching the gun pouch, he had a premonition in his heart. After hearing the conditions, his eyes were full of despair: "I want to keep him alive, but he wants to kill them all."

Zhang Jingrong's eyes were full of tears, his lips and teeth trembled, the man choked up and said: "He said that in the Jianghu, there is only advancement, not retreat."

"Master Fu, I'm sorry, I can't handle Miss Chu's power. In addition, I have also asked Boss Wang, and Boss Wang will talk about it tomorrow... Uncle Gen said, you can also go to someone else and ask if you have any other bosses." …”

Liu Fu said very simply: "No."

"I have been working in the police force with all my heart, I know a lot of ghosts, and I have helped them make a lot of money. I just want to help my brothers expand their power in the police force. I thought Boss Wang would support me to the end. Unexpectedly, my hands If the power in the village is lost, people are useless.”

In fact, he just wants to expand the power in his hands as a capital for mutual benefit with the big boss.

While helping the ghost to make money, he didn't make less money, but he didn't expect that he would capsize in the gutter and lose his power to a small team leader in military uniform.

Since a person doesn't want to deepen his relationship with his boss, but only wants to expand his power and become a big boss, then don't think about the big boss supporting him at critical moments.

Of course, his approach is just a choice, a survival strategy, there is no right or wrong, it is still a very good path.

The "Five Tigers of Dongguan Gang" are all his own people and an extension of his power. Although they may not necessarily obey Zhang Jingrong, all of them are willing to die for him.

This makes him more independent, and he can make deals with every boss, so that the Dongguan Chamber of Commerce cannot do without him, but once he loses power, he loses everything.

No one has feelings for him, no one protects him, and no one cares about him.

Liu Fu also knows this very well, so while earning money, he actively acts as a ghost, earns enough black money, and after his power is stabilized, he starts to pay attention to the righteous.

His ambition is very big, but he just met a ruthless person and never played with him.

"So, I have to swallow this bullet." Liu Fu made enough mental preparations, reached out and grabbed the .[-], and touched the trigger with his fingers.

Zhang Jingrong couldn't bear to see the officer's blood splattered and said on the spot: "Master Fu, I'll go out first."

"Need not!"

Liu Fu opened the insurance, looked straight at him and said, "Let me give you one last piece of advice. Being Inspector Zonghua is nothing special. He is also the boss's watchdog and the ghost's white gloves."

"No matter how much money you earn from the position of Inspector Zonghua, you are no better than the social status of the last small boss of the chamber of commerce. If there is any trouble, you will be the first to rush to the front and fight to the death, but the medal is not your turn. Even a The supervision is not proper, and the old account can be overturned later."

"So, enough black money is enough. A smart person in power, when he wants power, uses his power to build his own foundation. I will lose to Hua Yaoxian because he is smart enough, capable of doing things right, has a brain, and uses his power to build his own business. You can run a dollar store with the power of a uniform."

"I started too late, and I'm used to making dirty money. I can't compare to you, and I still have a long term to do things." He stuffed the muzzle of the gun into his mouth, vaguely but fiercely, and stared shouted: "Arong, watch me die!"

"There is a chance to avenge me!"

He closed his eyes and pulled the trigger with all his heart: "Bang!"

A bullet passed through the throat and pierced the skull, and a corpse fell backward, spattering the hospital bed with blood.

Zhang Jingrong shouted: "Master Fu!"

The two plainclothes detectives who were on duty at night trembled, and hurriedly opened the door to look at the two Ren Zonghua inspectors who were standing and falling in the room, their teeth chattered, and they were stunned for a moment.

Zhang Jingrong waited until the nurses and doctors rushed to the ward after hearing the news, then came back to his senses numbly, and said aloud, "Master Fu committed suicide."

Doctor Guilo gave him a complicated look, and cursed in English: "If you want to die, don't come to the hospital."

Immediately, Zhang Jingrong picked up the gun on the ground, wiped off the blood with a bed sheet, and handed it to a detective next to him: "Send it to Huayaoxian on Shanghai Street tomorrow."

"Yes!"

"Sir!" The detective took the gun, stood at attention and saluted, engraving Huayaoxian's name deeply in his mind.

Zhang Jingrong didn't put away the thermos until the doctor collected the body, sent it to the morgue, and watched the officer leave the ward.

That night, the entire Kowloon area knew that Liu Fu, the former inspector of Zonghua, committed suicide by swallowing a gun in the hospital ward.

Afterwards, Superintendent Duowei of the Hong Kong Island Police Force helped him to be buried. All the Chinese inspectors from Dongguan of the Hong Kong Island Police Force attended the funeral. Many business owners sent wreaths. The Dongguan Chamber of Commerce paid for all expenses and funeral for him. It was very beautiful and a sensation.

The next day, morning.

He Dingxian was eating breakfast at home when there was a knocking sound at the door: "Da da da, Brother Xian, someone came to return the gun just now."

"Come in first." He Dingxian opened the door and sat back at the dining table, Qian Weishan put a gun on the table, with excitement in his brows, and said excitedly: "The gun has been brought back."

The whole gun was wiped clean.

He Dingxian put down his chopsticks, sat down and opened the bomb bay, saw the empty bullet holes inside, and ordered, "Go to the drawer on the second floor of the wooden cabinet in the living room, and take out six rounds of bullets for me."

"Yes!"

"Sir!"

Qian Weishan stood at attention and saluted, and walked quickly to work with admiration on his face. The living room was less than five meters away, giving him the feeling of being able to run.

He Dingxian waited for him to come back and stretched out his hand to take the bullets, filled them up one by one, and waited until there were quite a few rounds, then he closed the bomb bay contentedly, and stuffed the bullets back into the pocket on his waist.

Whenever a bullet is missing in the bomb bay, I feel uneasy in my heart, and I probably suffer from "phobia of insufficient firepower".

"Sit down, why are you looking at me?" He Dingxian called out a little puzzled after finishing his work.

Qian Weishan quickly moved a chair and sat down, smiling: "Hey, sir, do you have anything to ask?"

"What's there to ask?"

He Dingxian rolled his eyes and asked aloud, "Would you like a bowl of barley porridge?"

"Uh...okay!" Qian Weishan opened his mouth to agree, and without waiting for the officer to start, he took the initiative to fill it up. When he was halfway through eating, He Dingxian suddenly asked, "How much is a wreath?"

Qian Weishan quickly swallowed the rice porridge, and immediately said: "One small piece, two big ones."

"Buy two for me, one in my own name, one in the name of the film store company, remember to pack a silk money."

"Got it!" Qian Weishan agreed with his mouth open, grinned, and continued to eat the porridge with his head bowed.

He Dingxian picked up a newspaper by the table, while reading the newspaper, he was already thinking about the affairs of the Wanchai police station. It seemed that he should ask Lard Boy to check. The situation of the Wanchai police station should at least be done to every colleague. I know what I know.

(End of this chapter)