Chapter 357: What About Hutchison?
Ren Darong smiled, put the documents on the table aside, and said, "Given the relationship between us, there's no need to be so polite."
"Now, you are the backbone of our Chinese community in Hong Kong Island. Without your support, our Chinese police officers would definitely not have the current status and treatment in the police force."
"With us here, those foreigners won't be able to use any extreme means."
It is no exaggeration to say that 80% or even more than 90% of the Chinese police officers in the Royal Hong Kong Island Police Force stand on Lin Zehao's side.
It's not just because they are compatriots, but more because they have common interests.
Every time they patrolled Hutchison's territory, free food, drinks and midnight snacks were the most basic things, and red envelopes and gifts were never lacking during festivals.
Moreover, recognized Chinese police officers with ranks above Sarban will receive shopping vouchers of varying amounts every quarter, which can be used for consumption at Hutchison-owned outlets.
There are many other benefits, which may not be worth much money, but they are enjoyed by low-level police officers like them.
Although this strategy of going deep into the grassroots cost a lot of resources, it gave Lin Zehao enough capital to remain unmoved under various attacks from the Royal Hong Kong Island Police Force.
Otherwise, without sufficient trump card power, how could it be possible to openly sue the Hong Kong Island Government and the Royal Hong Kong Island Police Force?
"Okay, if there is any unusual movement, please inform me at any time."
After Lin Zehao hung up the phone, Li Wenbin took the lead and asked, "Brother Hao, how is it?"
"It's no big deal. The reaction of those foreigners is completely expected. If they don't do that, then it would be considered that I have exceeded my expectations."
Lin Zehao smiled and continued, "Spread the news about Qin Han and see if there are other people who want to join Xiang Qiang's film and television company."
After hearing these words, Li Wenbin finally understood why Qin Han was killed in such a high-profile manner.
Venting for the sister-in-law is only one aspect. If they simply want to get rid of Qin Han, it is no exaggeration to say that with Hutchison's power, there are definitely a hundred ways to make the other party disappear quietly.
Why choose the one with the greatest influence?
Before, Li Wenbin didn’t react.
Now, he understands.
Just imagine, as the only popular star who had clearly signed a contract with Xiangqiang Film and Television Company, he was killed by a Hutchison Whampoa gang in this way.
As long as other artists are not stupid, what will they think?
Is there anyone who is not afraid of death and dares to join Xiang Qiang’s film and television company?
This is no longer a question of how much money you make, but the fact that if you are not careful, you may lose your life!
Kill the chicken to show the other monkeys!
In addition, Qin Han actually dared to disrespect Lin Qingxia. Even if Xinji wanted to step forward, he would not be in the right.
After understanding the deep meaning, Li Wenbin could no longer hold back his admiration and said, "Brother Hao, you killed two birds with one stone. Your skill is really admirable."
Lin Zehao took out a Marlboro, put it in his mouth, lit it, and exhaled a puff of smoke. A gleam of light seemed to flash across his inky black eyes, and then he turned and said, "We are now in a stalemate with the Hong Kong government. This is not good news for us."
"Sometimes, the flaws they thought they had discovered were actually just something I showed them on purpose."
"Only by distracting their attention can we do other things better..."
During this period, the various targeted measures taken by the police force did not cause any substantial damage or losses to Lin Zehao and his companies.
However, keeping a close eye on him and his subordinates like a dog-shit plaster made many plans impossible to implement.
For example, Jiang Tiansheng, who Aji and Peng had been staring at.
He always remembered that the other party hired Vietnamese monkeys to kill Lin Zehao.
However, due to the surveillance of the police force, we have not been able to take any action.
Now, Li Wenbin was even more surprised. After pondering for a while, he said, "Brother Hao, what do you mean?"
Lin Zehao used his index finger to light the cigarette, and the ash fell accurately into the ashtray. "Since Jiang Tiansheng of Hongxing has given me such a perfect excuse to take action, I can't waste it."
"There's no need to reveal other things. Just let the brothers below be mentally prepared."
"The specific timing, wait for my order."
Li Wenbin immediately understood and nodded quickly, saying, "Brother Hao, I understand. Don't worry, I will definitely follow through."
Unexpectedly, what he thought was a strategy to kill two birds with one stone actually killed three birds with one stone.
On the surface, it was just about getting rid of Qin Han, but behind the scenes there were so many actions involved. With such a fast brain working speed and terrifying layout ability, only Brother Hao could do it so easily.
Many times, Li Wenbin couldn't help but wonder what the structure of Brother Hao's brain was like.
It was obvious that he didn't study very hard when he was in school, and he dropped out halfway through and became a gangster. In the end, he was not in the same league as him, a top student who graduated from the University of Hong Kong.
However, while Li Wenbin admired him in his heart, he couldn't help but sigh that being a big boss may seem glamorous, but the responsibilities on one's shoulders and the things that require thinking are definitely not something that ordinary people can handle.
At the very least, if he were to ask himself, if he and Brother Hao were to switch places, he would definitely not be able to do what Brother Hao did.
Some people are born to be leaders.
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O, inside the interrogation room.
This time, Anzi's treatment was not as comfortable as when he was in the West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit. Not only was his entire body forced to be fixed on the interrogation chair, but his hands and feet were also handcuffed on it, making him completely unable to move. Even a simple action like scratching the tip of his nose was completely impossible.
Rodit stood in the next room, watching everything in the interrogation room through the one-way glass.
As for the police officers in charge of the interrogation, in addition to a foreigner, there were also two Indians.
There was no other way. With the Chinese police officers pretending to obey his orders but actually disobeying their orders, Rodit had no better choice.
Otherwise, why would he choose these stupid Indians who are as dumb as pigs to do interrogation, a job that requires such high comprehensive qualities as IQ, EQ, and keen observation.
It is true that a good cook cannot cook without rice.
"An Zhiming is from Yuen Long. In addition to his parents, he also has a younger sister who is in school."
Anzi had no intention of speaking and his expression was calm.
The ghost put down the notebook in his hand and asked again: "Why do you want to kill Qin Han?"
This time, Anzi, who had not said a word since he was taken away by the West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit, finally spoke.
"Because he insulted my family, and he was the first to attack me. I was just defending myself. You can see from the scars on my body that I am not lying."
"The injuries on my body have been verified by the police force's injury medical examination department, and it is confirmed that Qin Han did it."
Anzi spoke roughly according to what he had prepared in advance, and did not seem flustered.
The foreigner snorted coldly and slammed the table!
"You can just lie to those brainless idiots with this kind of words, but you dare to say it to my face?"
When he said this, the foreigner's blue eyes, full of disdain and contempt, were fixed on the Ah San beside him, and the meaning was self-evident.
"I'm telling you, since you're already in our hands, don't think anyone will come to rescue you."
"So what if he's a gangster, so what if he's a gangster, no matter how big he is, he's still just a gangster, don't you understand?"
"If he was really that powerful, you wouldn't be in O's interrogation room right now."
The foreigner kept talking, trying to gradually break down An Zhiming's psychological defenses.
The interrogation process is more like a psychological game between each other.
Of course, those with solid evidence don't count.
"I don't know what you are talking about. I am an employee of Hutchison Whampoa, not a gangster as you said."
"Our security company has legal qualifications issued by the government. Please don't talk nonsense, otherwise I will file a complaint against you."
Anzi remained calm and composed, and his heart was not too upset. This was not the first time he had been to the police station, but compared to the previous minor incidents, this one was more serious.
However, the interrogation methods used by these police officers are similar.
First they scare you, then they bully you, and if they are really angry and humiliated, they will start with physical and mental torture.
An Zhiming had already prepared himself mentally for these things, so he was not afraid.
"Complain? You are a gangster, and you want to complain about me?"
"Look, in court, will the judge believe you or me?"
After the foreigner said a few words, he changed the subject and continued: "In fact, you know without me saying anything that what you did this time is much more serious than before."
"It's fine if he killed someone, but he was a big star. You saw how strong public opinion is when you came here just now."
"Even if Wei Longhao keeps his promise to protect you, facing the surging public opinion, can he really do it?"
"I'll tell you another piece of news. Because of the Qin Han incident, those celebrities are preparing to take to the streets to protest."
The foreigner sneered, his words full of gloating, and said: "The gangs have been rampant in recent years, and with Wei Longhao as an example, everyone wants to dive into this industry and make a lot of money."
"It's a pity that they didn't learn the essence of Wei Longhao's business methods, but they did learn the bad things."
"When we invite those artists to film, if they follow the rules, we give them 100,000 or 200,000 Hong Kong dollars as a token of appreciation. If they don't follow the rules, we pay them directly with bullets."
"There are even more outrageous ones, where they directly use a black star to support the actors' heads during filming. This is really eye-opening for you guys."
Seeing An Zhiming becoming increasingly silent, the foreigner decided to add fuel to the fire, "Think about it, under this kind of social opinion, Wei Longhao might not even be able to protect himself, so how could he care about the life and death of a discarded child like you?"
"Now, your only choice is to become a tainted witness for the police. I promise that you will not go to jail, let alone be convicted."
"Moreover, I can give you 100,000 Hong Kong dollars as a reward for your decision to turn from evil to good."
"How about these conditions? Are they enough to prove our sincerity?"
An Zhiming raised his head, still shook his head, and said: "Sir, I only committed manslaughter. I will admit it no matter what the law requires."
"As for the rest, I know nothing."
An Zhiming always completes the tasks assigned by the society seriously, and this time is no exception.
Once you draw the life or death lot, even if you know that the outcome is certain death, you still have to move forward.
What's more, the conditions offered by the society were enough to make him willingly work for it.
Not only did he receive a one million yuan settlement allowance, but the family's daily expenses were also covered, plus three thousand Hong Kong dollars every month. He could not find fault with this treatment.
To put it bluntly, he is already very satisfied that his life is worth one million Hong Kong dollars.
After all, for these low-level people like them, they might be killed by their enemies one day. Not only would they not get a penny, but they would also die quietly without making any splash.
At the very least, An Zhiming's move not only earned him enough money to support his family, but also enabled him to seize an opportunity to change his destiny.
As long as he came out of the kiln, he believed that with Brother Hao's style of doing things, he would never treat him unfairly.
Compared with these, the conditions offered by the foreigners are not attractive at all.
Although An Zhiming didn't know how powerful his boss's methods were, he dared to guarantee that as long as he became a tainted witness, his family members would disappear from the face of the earth within three days.
Even he might not be immune.
The country has its own laws, the gangs have their own rules, and every gang's tolerance for dealing with Golden Finger is zero without exception!
"You really won't cry until you see the coffin, and you won't give up until you see the Yellow River!"
The foreigner slammed the table heavily, making a loud noise, and his face looked ugly, full of anger.
Then he turned around, looked at the wall beside him, and nodded slightly.
Seeing this, Rodit immediately said to his subordinate beside him: "Turn off the monitor."
The subordinate nodded and went out to work immediately.
Five minutes later, the subordinate knocked on the door of the interrogation room three times.
The ghost in the interrogation room seemed to have received some kind of signal, and immediately winked at the two Indians beside him.
Asan understood and immediately stood up, opened a drawer beside him, and took out a hammer and a book.
There are four big words written on the cover: "The Old Man and the Sea". It looks a bit shabby and definitely old.
One of the Asan placed the book on An Zhiming's chest, and the other Asan walked slowly towards him with a hammer.
An Zhiming immediately realized what the other party wanted to do, and immediately began to struggle, shouting: "What do you want to do? Are you going to use lynching?"
"I want to see my lawyer and I want to sue you!"
The ghost crossed his arms and sneered, "Young and Dangerous, you need evidence to accuse someone, otherwise, would your boss, Wei Longhao, dare to be so arrogant?"
"You said we were lynching people, then show me the evidence. If you don't just say it, I'll sue you for defamation!"
"Don't worry, we have used this method countless times. We guarantee that it will not leave any scars on your body."
"Also, our surveillance camera is broken. No matter what you say or do, no one else will know. Just give up."
Even though An Zhiming tried his best, he was still unable to break free from the interrogation chair. With his hands and feet cuffed, a normal person would have no chance of escaping unless he was a superman.
The man holding the hammer had a look of resentment on his face. He slowly walked up to An Zhiming and said in a low voice, "It's all because of you that my compatriots have lost their jobs!"
"You Hong Kong Islanders, all deserve to die!"
As he said that, Asan used all his strength, raised his arm high, swung the hammer, aimed at An Zhiming's chest, and smashed it down without leaving any strength!
An Zhiming looked at the hammer that was getting closer and closer to him. He was powerless to change the current situation. He knew that this would definitely be painful, so he could only grit his teeth, close his eyes, and prepare to endure it.
At this moment, the door of the interrogation room was suddenly opened.
A group of reporters blocked the door, and then the sound of shutter clicks rang out, almost continuously.
The dazzling flash lights came on almost at the same time, leaving only a vast expanse of white in Asan's sight. Not only could he not see anything clearly, he even completely lost his sense of direction. He fell to the ground uncontrollably as the world spun around.
The hammer fell to the ground with a dull sound.
Everyone present was stunned by this scene, and everyone's face was filled with disbelief.
In any case, they couldn't imagine why so many reporters would break into the interrogation room at this time.
Could it be that the security of the O-Triad headquarters has become completely useless?
Otherwise, how to explain how these ordinary people could pass through layers of blockades and appear here?
"Can you please explain why a hammer would appear during a legal interrogation?"
"We have just seen you holding a hammer and preparing to hit someone. Does this mean that this is the interrogation process of the Royal Hong Kong Island Police Force?"
"Why are there no Chinese among the police officers who interrogated them? Does this mean that the problem of racial and regional discrimination within the police force is already very serious?"
The reporters asked questions all at once, they didn't care what they could say or what they couldn't say. Only such explosive questions could bring sales for the newspaper and ratings for the show!
Only these data can bring them more money!
As for other things, they don’t care!
Anyway, Hong Kong Island is a place with freedom of speech. Not to mention normal questions of this level, even an ordinary citizen, as long as he has the courage, can point at the Governor's nose and curse him.
The Governor of Hong Kong could not do anything to this citizen except accept it humbly.
No matter what you think in your heart, at least it must appear to be like this on the surface.
From a certain perspective, this is one of the reasons why the news in Hong Kong is so bold, the paparazzi are so arrogant, and dare to reveal any explosive news.
An Zhiming, who had his eyes closed, opened his eyes after hearing these chaotic noises.
(End of this chapter)
