Having money is certainly good, but making money isn't necessarily a job that brings happiness.
On the contrary, because money is accompanied by intrigue and scheming, it is a boring and tedious job, and only a very small number of people can make money from their hobbies.
Most people who want to make money are forced to do things they don't like and associate with people they dislike.
But writing code and hacking into other people's email accounts is a particularly exciting job.
The joy of solving a case by hacking into someone else's email account is doubled.
At that moment, Nie Jiajun had just gotten into his car and was about to head to the Flying Tigers.
He didn't have time to chat with Chen Rou much, and just said, "Wait until you get home tonight, and I'll watch it with you slowly."
He added, "Young lady, I rode your Kawasaki, please don't mind."
Chen Rou suddenly thought, "Jiajun, are you going to find Huo Qi, Huo Sir?"
Nie Jiajun, carrying his brand-new ThinkPad, was already pressing the accelerator: "Yeah, what's up?"
Song Yuanchao leaned in to listen, and A Yuan was listening too.
Chen Rou said, "If he asks you to keep this a secret, don't refuse for now; agree to it first."
Nie Jiajun was silent for a while, then understood what Xi Niang meant: "Do you think he would refuse to share intelligence with the mainland public security?"
Chen Rou isn't a mind reader like Huo Qi, so how could she possibly know what he's thinking?
Logically speaking, when Huo Qi was acquitted and knew that the mainland police had helped him a lot, if he were sincere, he should have taken the initiative to contact Chen Ke to assist the mainland police in preventing Zhang Ziqiang.
But he didn't. He still chose to go it alone. Although he was keeping an eye on Cheung Tze-keung, judging from his posture, he still wanted to lead his proud Flying Tigers to capture Cheung Tze-keung again on his own.
Of course, because of his arrest and acquittal, the Royal Canadian Mounted Police (RCMP) became infamous.
However, the Flying Tigers gained fame and received unanimous praise from the citizens.
Now Huo Qi has transformed into a lone hero again. Wherever he goes, citizens greet him, and newspapers and media love to photograph his heroic figure as he parades through the streets with the Flying Tigers. He is quite successful.
But Chen Rou didn't want to make a losing deal. If he was still so stubborn and superstitious about restoring the prestige of the Royal Hong Kong Police Force and going against the mainland public security, Chen Rou would have to look for and promote new people. After all, it might be hard to find three-legged pigs in Hong Kong, but there are plenty of two-legged police officers. She could still train one now.
Nie Jiajun understood Xi Niang's thoughts, but he also frowned.
Because if Chen Rou and Nie Zhao hadn't been so close to the mainland, he would naturally have sided with the Royal Police.
Huo Qi was even more desperate; now that the Royal Police's reputation had plummeted, he was eager to salvage it.
The Flying Tigers are the best-equipped and most highly trained special police force in all of Asia. It's hard for Huo Qi to accept that they have to bow down to the mainland public security forces.
He was leading a patrol team in Central at the moment, and was quite surprised to hear that Nie Jiajun had actually cracked Yu Guangxu's computer email. After all, when Nie Jiajun said he could recover a formatted hard drive, Huo Qi thought he was just bragging.
Back at the police station, using the station's network, Nie Jiajun turned on his ThinkPAD.
Huo Qi was a little impatient and grabbed the mouse to click, but as soon as he clicked, he heard two men moaning. This not only startled him, but also attracted the attention of a police officer who was passing by his office: "Huo sir, is something the matter?"
Huo Qi slammed his laptop shut, pretending nothing had happened: "It's nothing, you can go out now."
After the police officer left, the two turned on the computer.
This time, Huo Qi didn't dare to touch it recklessly and handed it over to Nie Jiajun to handle.
Nie Jiajun opened a few Chinese emails, and Huo Qi immediately understood: "Damn it, Zhang Ziqiang is not only still up to his old tricks, but he's even planning to have Yu Guangyi hire some Indians to help him, and he's even planning to find them from Chungking Mansions?"
Nie Jiajun knew about Chungking Mansions, but he didn't understand it.
He asked, "Are all the Indians over there really good fighters?"
Huo Qi said, "They're a bunch of scumbags. Even the prostitutes in Kowloon don't want to serve them. But do you remember Gui Tou Rong? His bone-shrinking skill was taught to him by some Indian guy in Chungking Mansions."
Indians are still a major characteristic left over from the East India Company era in Hong Kong.
Because they were all of Indian descent and employed by the East India Company, they worked primarily in the Hong Kong police force for a long time, holding the rank of second-class superintendent, below the white superintendents. They were responsible for tasks such as executions and body collection, while local police officers could only hold the lowest ranks, serving as low-level officers.
The Indians' favorite targets are also the local police.
After years of relentless struggle and effort, the Hong Kong police finally managed to kick those Indians out of the police force.
Although they were foreigners, they could speak Cantonese and were just as familiar with Kowloon as the Hong Kong police.
Moreover, their headquarters are in Chungking Mansions, a place that local police fear the most.
The locals are fine, but if the Indians commit a crime and you try to investigate them, they'll secretly kill you.
But Cheung Tze-keung originally despised Indians and never cooperated with them. Now, probably because he has too few men, he has no choice but to bow down and hire a few Indians. And he is really clever. By hiring people online through Yu Kwong-hsu, there is no evidence of his dealings with Indians in reality, and it is even more impossible for Chen Ke and his group to find out.
They've only been here a short time; they probably haven't even been inside Chungking Mansions yet.
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