Starting Hong Kong Variety Show: My senior brother is Lingling Qi.

Chapter 180 Catch me?Do you know what you are talking about?

Within Huasheng Company.

Sonny took the wine glass that Zheng Jirong filled with his hands and said flattered, "Brother Rong, I can just do it myself."

"Hahaha", Zheng Jirong patted his arm and said, "We are all brothers, why are you so polite?"

After speaking, he raised his glass and said loudly to Ayi, Zuozuo, Twelve Young Masters, Tie Dan and others present: "Let us welcome Sonny to join us, cheers!"

After everyone drank it all, Zheng Jirong put his arms around Sonny's shoulders and sat on the sofa, lit a cigar and handed it to him, "Try it, the best Cuban cigars cost six hundred dollars each."

"Okay", Sonny took the cigar enthusiastically. He usually smoked the cheapest cigarettes. He had never smoked anything like cigars, let alone high-quality Cuban cigars worth thousands of Hong Kong dollars.

He bit the cigar at the corner of his mouth and took a deep breath, trying to inhale the smoke into his lungs, but suddenly felt a strong stimulation, as if something was stuck in his throat.

Sonny's face immediately turned red and he coughed violently, with a dull cough coming from his chest and throat. He covered his mouth with his hands and tried to control the cough, but to no avail.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Everyone present couldn't help laughing when they saw Sonny's embarrassment, and the laughter resounded throughout the office.

Zheng Jirong caressed Sonny's back, shook his head in amusement, and said to him: "Smoking cigars well, quality is the key. If you smoke like you, you will get lung cancer sooner or later."

After speaking, he picked up the cigar in his hand and pointed: "Inhale the smoke into your mouth, stay for a while and then slowly exhale through your nose. Use your nose and mouth to feel the aroma and taste of this cigar. You can't do this too fast. Don’t smoke slowly, either. If you smoke it too fast, you will faint, but if you smoke it slowly, it will flame out.”

Sonny nodded with understanding, and took a slow sip according to Zheng Jirong's words. After a while, he exhaled the smoke and said with enjoyment on his face: "It is indeed a Cuban cigar, and the feeling of smoking a cigarette is completely different. "

After seeing Sonny's embarrassment just now, everyone got closer to him. He lit a cigarette with his left hand and shook his head: "I don't feel any difference, maybe it's just because cigars are more expensive than cigarettes. "

"Yeah, it's a few thousand Hong Kong dollars. I just wiped out a day's salary of an ordinary family in one sip." Sonny shook the cigar in his hand with a sigh. He recalled his most difficult days, when He could barely eat, and this cigar was once an out-of-reach luxury for him.

Seeing Sonny's emotional look, Zheng Jirong smiled and said: "It's just a cigar. What do you want to do with so much? Become my brother in Guanxi, and you will have glory and wealth at your fingertips. If you don't believe me, ask A Yizuo and the others, who is not on it? A net worth of tens of millions?"

"I believe!"

Sonny nodded heavily and said, "I came to Hong Kong Island just to make money, just to get rich!"

"Hahaha", Zheng Jirong hugged his shoulders and laughed: "If you want to get rich, follow me, you will get richer!"

He continued: "You did a great job with the dinosaurs last night. Logically speaking, after you killed the dinosaurs single-handedly, the territory he occupied should be handed over to you. But you have only been in Hong Kong Island for two days, let alone Kowloon." Now, you’re not very familiar with Tsim Sha Tsui, and the younger brothers don’t know you yet, so let’s leave it at that.”

Zheng Jirong pointed at Ah Yi and said to him: "You stay with Ah Yi for a while first, watch and study hard, and once you learn it, the territory in Jianzhong will be yours."

After hearing this, Sonny did not refuse as he did last time. After taking a deep look at the expressionless Ah Yi, he nodded, stood up and stretched out his hand and said, "I hope Brother Yi will take care of you in the future."

As for Ah Yi, although he was unhappy with this kid, since it was Brother Rong's order, he had no choice but to obey. Holding Sonny's hand, he said calmly: "Don't think that killing a dinosaur is nothing special. Yes, being the boss is not as easy as you think."

"Haha", after hearing Ayi's words, Sonny grinned and asked, "I heard that Brother Yi is very good at it. How about we practice together if we have time?"

Ah Yi narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this and said, "Okay, I just have time in the afternoon, but before I say anything, I never use gloves when boxing."

"Just to my liking."

Seeing the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said nonchalantly: "Okay, if you want to fight, we'll fight later. Today is to celebrate Sonny. Let's have a few drinks later."

Hearing his words, A-yi took the lead in retracting his gaze and led his left hand to stand aside. Tie Dan, who was a few steps away from them, curled his lips in disdain when he saw it and whispered to the Twelve Young Masters beside him. From the strange look in his eyes, he knew that Tie Dan was secretly planning bad things about A Yi and Zuo Zuo again.

As for Sonny, he could only stand alone when he first arrived.

Seeing that the few brothers who managed all his territories were so disunited, Zheng Jirong nodded happily, waved his hand and said, "Have the guts to walk."

Just when a few people were getting ready to go out.

The office door was pushed open with a loud bang.

A middle-aged man led a group of police officers and rushed in. He held up the arrest warrant in his hand and said: "I am West Kowloon Superintendent Huang Zhicheng. Cheng Jirong, you are suspected of many murders and disappearances. We want to take you to the police station." Please return to the police station to assist in the investigation, please cooperate."

Inside the Yau Ma Tei Police Station.

Huang Zhicheng looked at the information in his hand, which contained all of Zheng Jirong's illegal records that they had spent a lot of effort to collect.

But unlike other club bosses who often have a table full of crimes, Zheng Jirong's illegal records over the years only consist of a few thin pieces of paper.

And just these few pieces of paper included all the illegal behaviors Zheng Jirong had committed since coming to Hong Kong, including illegal parking, speeding, urinating in public, and smoking in public places.
Ugh.
Huang Zhicheng sighed tiredly. The few pieces of paper in his hand could only fine Guan Xi a small amount of money, but it was almost impossible to send him to jail.

Fortunately, Fang Lijuan overheard a lot of valuable information during her time as an undercover agent. Although according to her, Guanxi Town had discovered her identity as a police officer, the recording she provided after returning to the team has completely confirmed that not only the former prince The disappearance of the dinosaur, and the death of the dinosaur last night are inseparable from Zhen Guanxi.

Especially last night, the gun battle in the underground parking lot of Crown Nightclub killed more than a dozen people. If Zhen Guanxi could be nailed through the recording, this crime would definitely be enough to send him to Stanley.

After packing up the information, Huang Zhicheng was about to go to the interrogation room when a police officer suddenly hurried over and said to him: "Sir Huang, the director asked you to go to his office immediately."

"I don't have time. If you have anything else, wait until I finish interrogating the prisoner."

Huang Zhicheng refused decisively without any hesitation. He knew very well why the director wanted to see him, but this was a rare opportunity and he really didn't want to give up.

"Prisoner? Where is the prisoner?!"

At this moment, a low shout came from the door.

Looking at the potbellied man by the door, Huang Zhicheng frowned and said: "Director, this is really an opportunity, if you can..."

"you shut up!"

The director pointed at him with a dark face and asked, "With just these two recordings, you want to convict Zhen Guanxi. Do you think it's possible?"

"Why is it impossible? It's not like we haven't done this before."

"Who did you arrest before? Who are you arresting now?"

The director pointed to the door and shouted at him: "Do you think the person outside is the same as those drug dealers, killers, and high society you arrested before? Do you know whose call I just received?"

He tapped on the table and said word by word: "The assistant director asked me to handle this matter properly and not cause unnecessary misunderstandings and disputes."

"You can't convict him, so what's the point of doing all this useless work?"

After Huang Zhicheng was silent for a long time, he slowly shook his head and said: "Even if I can't decide, I won't let him leave so easily. He has now become the [Underground Emperor] of Kowloon. If we don't contain it, his power will become even bigger. When the time comes, we won’t be able to control him even if we want to, and even if we can’t convict him, I will make him suffer a little!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Zhicheng left the office without looking back. The director behind him couldn't help but sigh softly as he looked at his back.After being a royal policeman for so many years, why are you still so naive?

In the corridor, Huang Zhicheng asked the police officer beside him: "Which interrogation room is the Zhen Guanxi group in? Take me there now."

"Forehead"

Seeing his hesitation, Huang Zhicheng said displeased: "Don't you know?"

"No, Sir Huang," the police officer shook his head and replied, "They are not in the interrogation room."

"Where is that?"

"lounge."

In the lounge of the police station.

A group of police officers looked at each other in confusion.

Zhen Guanxi, the leader of the society who was arrested by them, was sitting in front of a long table. The table was filled with lunch boxes packed from the hotel.

This man holds chopsticks, gently picks up the abalone in the lunch box, puts it into his mouth and chews it with enjoyment. From time to time, he picks up the martini at hand, closes his eyes and sips gently. The whole person looks particularly comfortable and relaxed.

"Why don't you guys try it together? I think it might not be easy for you to have such a luxurious meal with your salary."

Faced with the invitation from the man in front of them, many police officers looked at the abalone and shark fins on the table. Although they couldn't help but swallow their saliva, they all shook their heads with a look of rejection.

"Hahaha." Seeing their appearance, Zheng Jirong turned to Ayi and others standing behind him in a funny way and said: "Look, this is the Royal Police that protects the citizens of Hong Kong Island. They even sit down and eat with me. I don’t even have the courage to eat.”

"Ha ha ha ha."

Ah Yi, Sonny and others all laughed after hearing this. Their eyes were fixed on the Sirs in front of them, their eyes full of provocation.

Just when the police officers were blushing with anger, Huang Zhicheng opened the door and said coldly: "It's not that they don't have the guts to eat your food, but they think the money you spent on food is too dirty and they are afraid of nausea."

“My money is dirty?”

Zheng Jirong looked at Huang Zhicheng in front of him, spread his hands and said with a smile: "Several companies under my name have to pay a large amount of taxes to the Hong Kong government every month. Why don't they think my money is dirty? Speaking of which, if If you, Sir Huang, are so noble, then you might as well not receive a salary at all. There is a lot of my taxes in your monthly salary."

Seeing that his face was getting more ugly, Zheng Jirong waved his hand and chuckled: "Hey, why are you so serious? I'm just kidding you. If you don't get your salary and you starve to death one day, wouldn't you still have to blame me?"

Huang Zhicheng took a deep breath, looked at the table full of food, and couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Mr. Zheng has a really good appetite, he can still eat at this time."

"Not bad." Zheng Jirong picked up a piece of fish fillet and put it in his mouth. Feeling the smooth texture, he sighed: "I didn't expect that eating at the police station would be so delicious. I will come here often if I have the opportunity."

"Okay, we can invite you over every day if you want to come."

"Hahaha, forget it."

Zheng Jirong shrugged and said, "No matter how good your appetite is, I can't eat anything when I see your dead face."

"It's better to eat more. I'm worried that Mr. Zheng, you won't be in such a good mood to eat today again."

After Huang Zhicheng finished speaking, he took out a tape recorder from his pocket and placed it on the table. He knocked on the table and asked, "Do you want to hear what's inside?"

Zheng Jirong smiled disdainfully, raised his hand and said, "Okay, I'm also curious about why you arrested me."

Huang Zhicheng nodded, raised his finger and pressed the play button, and a familiar voice came from inside:
"Mr. Zheng, the prince is dead."

"Where's the corpse?"

"Sinking into the sea."

"Now that the matter is done, my promise to you will not be invalidated."

"."

"I don't want to see any more dinosaurs on Hong Kong Island before dawn tomorrow."

"I won't let you down, Brother Rong."

".Give him a dick."

After the tape recorder finished playing, Huang Zhicheng stood up suddenly and pointed at the calm man opposite him and shouted angrily: "According to the content of the recording, we have reason to suspect that the disappearance of the Prince of Yau Ma Tei and the shooting of the dinosaur in Tsim Sha Tsui were all controlled by you, Zheng Jirong! You! He is suspected of abetting murder and paying for murder."

"Hahaha"

Before Huang Zhicheng finished speaking, he was interrupted by the laughter of the man in front of him. Zheng Jirong wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and shook his head with a smile: "Sir Huang, why can't I understand what you are talking about? How many fights are there with friends these days?" Is it illegal to make a joke?"

"A joke?" Huang Zhicheng slapped the table and asked, "Whether it was before the prince disappeared or before the dinosaur was shot, the last person they saw had a conversation with you on the recording. It was even recorded in the parking lot of the nightclub last night. That picture behind you of Sonny destroying the surveillance camera, are you telling me now that you are joking?!"

After hearing this, Zheng Jirong nodded seriously and turned to look at Sonny: "Tell me, why did you destroy other people's cameras for nothing? Remember to pay them a sum of money when you go out later."

Sonny touched his head and smiled: "I know Brother Rong."

Zheng Jirong apologized to Huang Zhicheng: "This little brother of mine came over from Wandao just now and doesn't understand anything. He probably regards the camera as something valuable. Don't be surprised."

"Zhen Guanxi, don't think I'm joking with you! I've handed the recording to the court. Don't think about walking out of the police station easily. I'll catch you this time!"

"Hey, Sir Huang, don't scare me. I'm a law-abiding citizen."

Zheng Jirong pointed to his chest and chuckled: "Catch me? Do you know what you are talking about?"

He clicked on the tape recorder in front of Huang Zhicheng and sneered: "You want to arrest me just based on a few specious recordings? Sir Huang, how old are you to be so naive?"

Zheng Jirong leaned forward, looked into Huang Zhicheng's eyes and said with a smile:
"Actually, I admire you as an idealistic person, Sir, but I dare to swear to you that I will not stay in court for a second."

"Let me tell you what's going to happen so you can be prepared."

　Thank you for your understanding, but after thinking about it, I still can’t stop updating.

　　Four thousand words today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)