Yang Sheng, who was about to leave the interrogation room, stopped in his tracks upon hearing this, turned around, and revealed a slightly mocking smile.
"No one is born evil. Does Inspector Chan think those scoundrels were born scoundrels? They once wanted to go to school and do legitimate work."
No gangster's childhood dream was to join a gang and be a scoundrel who never knew when he would be killed!
Unfortunately, the world doesn't give them a chance.
If you don't join a club, you'll be bullied; even jobs like parking require a club background.
If the world truly gave good people a chance, Chai Hongtu wouldn't have become the head of the British Associated Press, and Rongsheng Restaurant would probably have branches all over Hong Kong.
Whose fault is it? Is it their own lack of ambition, or the fault of those British devils who don't treat Chinese people as human beings, and those rich and heartless tycoons?
Inspector Chan, please don't take offense at my harsh words, but you police officers aren't protecting ordinary citizens, you're protecting the rich.
The dirty deeds Luo Rong has done over the years are far more than just selling counterfeit goods.
How many people did he drive to their deaths by lending money at exorbitant interest rates? He also forced many women into prostitution.
But these things didn't alarm your police, because rich people don't borrow money from Luo Rong at high interest rates, and rich people don't worry about their daughters being sold to prostitutes on Portland Street!
Luo Rong's stupidity lay in his excessive arrogance. He actually thought that his gang, White Paper Fan, was truly in the same class as those wealthy people, and dared to dabble in finance and sell counterfeit goods, trying to steal food from the mouths of the rich.
Inspector Chen remained silent until Yang Sheng pushed open the interrogation room door, at which point he spoke:
"I believe that fairness and justice still exist in this world, even if they don't exist now, they will definitely exist in the future!"
I was an undercover agent for a triad when I was young, and I was also a gangster. I know them better than you do.
For me, as long as I have integrity in my heart, I don't need to care about any rules or methods when I do things.
I don't care why Luo Rong was targeted by the higher-ups, but as long as I have the chance, I will definitely make sure Luo Rong is brought down, no matter what charges I use!
Young man, you have the ability and are quick-witted. Joining a club is fine, but don't do anything immoral or immoral.
If one day you repeat Luo Rong's mistakes, I will surely condemn you to death.
Yang Sheng chuckled softly and pushed open the door to leave.
"Fairness? Inspector Chen, you're overthinking it. There's no such thing now, and there won't be in the future."
"Inspector Chan, you're a good cop, but you can only give fairness to one or ten people, not everyone."
If there were true fairness in this world, Yang Sheng wouldn't be here.
Instead, he spends his time saving lives in the hospital, and in his spare time, he goes home to visit his parents, where he is also pressured to get married.
Chai Hongtu, unable to obtain justice in his youth, took up a knife, established the British Associated Press, and became a powerful figure.
Yang Sheng, unable to obtain justice either, also picked up a knife and killed his enemies.
Chen Wenyao is a good policeman, but unfortunately his words of encouragement are of no use to someone like Yang Sheng who has never received fairness.
As I walked out of the interrogation room, Wen Ye, the foreigner, was just released from another interrogation room. He was grinning and grimacing, his handsome face contorted into a clown-like expression.
"Damn it! I just said a few extra words and that cop punched me several times. I'm going to file a complaint against them!"
This chatterbox, Gui Laowen, is definitely not someone who just said a few extra words. Yang Sheng patted him on the shoulder and said:
"If you go and file a complaint, be prepared to sleep at the police station tonight."
By the way, who found the three-edged thorn for me when I asked you to find it?
Everything that happened tonight seemed suspicious; the police arrived too suddenly.
It was as if they knew in advance that they were going to make a move against Luo Rong, so they were deliberately waiting there.
Since the gang is not associated with the emperor, the chances of Luo Rong's men calling the police are very low, and even if they do call the police later, it's unlikely they'll arrive this quickly.
And it's even stranger that the police were able to locate all six of them so precisely in the end.
The foreigner scratched his head and said, "Dilu found it."
He's meticulous and observant; entrusting him with these small tasks is definitely the right thing to do.
At this moment, Dilu and the others were also released. Yang Sheng's gaze toward Dilu suddenly became somewhat strange, with a thoughtful expression.
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