Chapter 152 Straw Sandals
Yau Ma Tei, Kowloon Center, No. 18, the outer casino on the first floor of the new casino at Victoria Harbour is bustling with people.
The police officers from Groups A, B and C of the West Kowloon Crime Squad dressed in disguise and moved among the gamblers.
Group A is responsible for investigating fights that occur in casinos.
Team B is responsible for negotiating with the casino manager to see if they can get him to cooperate in clearing the casino and cooperating with the police investigation.
Group C is responsible for cooperating with the Explosive Ordnance Disposal Department to defuse the bomb on the top floor.
Chen Jincai went in for a while and came out again, whispering, "You are not allowed to go up. Chips below 200,000 are only allowed on the first floor. From what I can see in the casino, I don't think the higher-ups will cooperate with the West Kowloon investigation."
If Group B and Group C want to carry out their mission, they have no choice but to reveal their identities.
Guan Yingjun thought for a moment and said, "Let's go in and explore first."
"Ok." Chen Jincai tapped the intercom device, "Contact me within ten minutes if there is any progress."
Guan Yingjun: “Yeah.”
Jian Ruochen, Guan Yingjun, Liu Sizheng and Ding Gao are in a group of four.
Jian Ruochen wore a student-style wig and a thick black silk shirt with the collar half open, revealing a neck dotted with kiss marks.
He put one hand in his pocket and rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing a valuable watch on his wrist.
Guan Yingjun hugged him, wearing a white sweater, which made him look shabby in comparison. Only his watch was expensive. He looked like an ordinary employee who was just kept because he didn't want to work hard.
After the four people walked into the casino lobby, they immediately understood why Chen Jincai felt that this place would not cooperate with the West Kowloon investigation.
In the hall, the golden crystal shell lamps on the ceiling flickered with tiny halos of light. The dark red light strips sandwiched in the grooves of the ceiling illuminated the red and green velvet gambling table with heavy and blurry shadows.
In the middle of the hall is a split-level banquet hall with a three-story Christmas tree.
The stars at the top were shining white, and the trees were wrapped with colorful lights and plastic balls, reflecting the brilliant light like the Milky Way.
The area on the first floor where loans were exchanged for chips was crowded.
The fat and big-eared boss and the skinny laozi.
Men and women, tall and short, fat and thin, all had fanatical expressions on their faces, holding high the mortgage contracts in their hands, wanting to become famous in one battle and turn the tables in one fell swoop.
At the chip exchange counter, a waiter in a vest was smoking a cigarette and counting the chips swiftly. "I've already told you that if you don't have a house or parking space, don't come here to pledge it. How much are these gold necklaces worth? Pretty girl, listen to my advice. If you don't have money, don't come here to play!"
The woman grabbed the golden railing of the counter guardrail and said anxiously: "Gold necklaces are worthless, then do you think I am worth anything?"
She lost so much, maybe she can win it back next time.
She was so lucky at the beginning of the day, she will definitely be able to win it back!
The male waiter raised his eyes, looked the man up and down, smiled affectionately, counted out 20 chips of 10,000 yuan each, neatly stacked them in a copper box, and handed them out with a piece of paper, "Write your name, ID number, and contact information on this piece of paper. Leave your ID here."
The woman stared at the note and hesitated for a moment, then bit her lower lip and took it, handing over her ID card, "Okay."
The waiter took it and asked, "What color do you like?"
"blue."
The waiter put out his cigarette, took out an empty blue ball that looked exactly like the one on the Christmas tree at the entrance, stuffed the woman's ID into it, and told his apprentice to hang it. "Waist of the tree."
He narrowed his eyes and stared at the woman and smiled: "I'll give you a high price. If you win, remember to come back and redeem it. If you lose, just find a rich man."
The woman said nothing, turned and left, her back drowned out by the chorus of mahjong, poker, and dice falling.
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Jian Ruochen's expression changed slightly.
This casino is actually involved in pornography and gambling!
He retracted his gaze and whispered, "It doesn't look like there's a fight going on here."
"Maybe it's not on the first floor. They won't let the fight affect their business." Guan Yingjun leaned close to his ear and chuckled as if flirting, but the words he said had nothing to do with the ambiguous expression, "Turn around first."
Liu Sizheng and Ding Gao followed behind the two men, pretending to be bodyguards accompanying the rich young man.
Ding Gao's eyes fell on Jian Ruochen's neck, and he murmured in admiration, "How did Consultant Jian make this kiss mark? It looks like the real thing. Her makeup skills are really good."
Liu Sizheng glanced at him as if he were a fool.
Not far away.
The collision of steel balls and lottery tickets set off cheers.
"Boss Qian is so lucky! It's number 8! Send!"
"Boss Qian has a good last name! Money, money, money, fortune, fortune! Hehehehehehe."
"Come on, play the next one!"
"If we keep winning like this, Mr. Qian will definitely be able to eat fruit from the Christmas tree at the door! What a blessing!"
"What color ball does Mr. Qian like?"
"Hehehehe, let's play another game. The more you win, the higher the fruit you pick. The higher it is, the more beautiful it is!"
Boss Qian distributed the chips and pushed them to position 9. He blew a smoke ring at the beautiful dealer and said generously: "I must have a cake today! Come on, next round!"
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Ding Gao took a step forward and leaned over to the space between Jian Ruochen and Guan Yingjun. "This is Brother Hei Hei, the manager of the casino on the first floor. According to my informant, Brother Hei Hei intends to commit crimes against the law and participate in drug trafficking."
Jian Ruochen's expression twisted.
What brother?
Not far away, Brother Hehe was looking at Boss Qian and laughing: “Hehehehehehe.”
The three heads put together in a strange shape, which immediately attracted the attention of the vigilant thugs in the field.
Guan Yingjun immediately pushed Ding Gao back, hugged Jian Ruochen tighter with one hand, and lifted his hat slightly with the other hand, revealing the lower half of his face, and said with a half-smile: "What? Being a bodyguard is not enough for you, and you want to use this little trick to get to the top?"
Ding Gao was pushed and staggered a step. He met the suspicious gaze of Hehei Ge at the next table and was speechless for a moment.
Hehe brother had a shaved head and smiled silently at Ding Gao.
He wore a gold chain around his neck and his arms were hung behind him on the back of a chair. When he smiled, his yellow teeth, which were covered with cigarette stains, were exposed. His upside-down eyes had more white than black, and they gleamed with a gleam that was creepy.
Ding Gao's Adam's apple rolled, his whole body tensed up, and he subconsciously wanted to reach for the gun at his waist.
The thug on the side of the casino immediately took a step forward.
Jian Ruochen reacted quickly, holding a bank card between his fingers and handing it to Guan Yingjun, comforting him like a dandy young master, "Okay, calm down, I'm just a bodyguard, go and exchange it for 1 million chips to play."
Guan Yingjun pursed his lips and did not move.
No one could see the expressionless face under his hat, and all they felt was that this kept man was quite arrogant.
But who knows if the rich man likes this model?
Hehe brother squinted his eyes and watched the show.
Jian Ruochen stopped smiling and stared at Guan Yingjun coldly, his tone calm: "Don't want it?"
There was a sudden silence all around.
Even the dealer lowered his eyebrows and stopped spinning the roulette wheel. This area seemed isolated from the noisy and bustling casino and looked out of place.
Hehei brother suddenly laughed: "Hehehe! Boss Qian, did you see that? This young master who keeps a man is a tough guy and has killed someone."
This is the look of someone who has killed someone.
Guan Yingjun stared at Jian Ruochen's solemn and cold expression, feeling a little itchy.
He licked his lip, took the card, glanced at Ding Gao, and whispered as he passed by: "Notify Chen Jincai that there are too many thugs in the field. Groups BC and BC have given up on infiltration and revealed their identities."
As he spoke, he stared at Ding Gao.
No matter from which angle you look at it, it seems like a demonstration of victory by the rival in love.
Ding Gao felt that almost all the thugs in the field were staring at him. He didn't even dare to look up. He just forced a snort and smirk at Guan Yingjun and turned his head away.
Guan Yingjun was not surprised that he couldn't keep up the pace.
It was like this in the past, there were very few police officers who could improvise and perform at any time in high-pressure situations.
After all, not all members of the serious crime squad are born undercover agents.
Ding Gao has performed very well.
Casinos are used as money laundering sites by various criminal gangs, so each gang will provide personnel to protect them.
Driven by interests, these people are extremely vigilant.
Ding Gao knew it clearly.
If it weren't for Consultant Jian and Sir Guan's quick reaction and tacit cooperation, this operation would probably have failed in his hands.
Groups B and C conduct open searches.
Group A must protect informants when investigating armed fights.
It is still unknown who called the police, and if Li Feiquan shows up rashly, he may put himself in an unjust position.
Li Feiquan's life is in the hands of Group A.
They must be held accountable for this.
Jian Ruochen glanced at Ding Gao and helped him find an excuse to get out of the situation: "What are you doing standing here with your butt sticking out? You need to pee urgently but don't know where to find a toilet? Do you want me to find someone to help you pee?"
He has the style of a typical dandy boy.
Ding Gao immediately nodded and bowed to thank him, then ran out while holding his bladder. As he ran, he used the serious crime team signal to notify Inspector Chen Jincai of Group C and Inspector Ren Qiuhua of Group B.
The thugs on the sidelines looked at each other.
Hehe Brother raised his index finger slightly, and they immediately retreated.
The atmosphere became lively again.
"Hey, come and play?" Hey Brother looked at Jian Ruochen and smiled, then raised his hand to compare himself, "What do you think of me? Am I good enough to play with you?"
Jian Ruochen clenched the fingers in his pockets, tightened his jaw, and looked Hehei Brother up and down carefully.
The snake-patterned shirt had few wrinkles or tears, and there were no new wounds on his fingers, indicating that he was most likely not involved in a fight in the short term.
It's not really the first floor.
Have to go up.
There is no news from Sir Chen yet. It seems that their investigation is not going well. They may have been taken directly to the top floor without any chance to investigate other floors.
Hehe brother let him look at him and waited for his answer.
These people are strangers, if there is something fishy going on, he will be finished.
Liu Sizheng was sweating all over, his eyes fixed on Jian Ruochen's back.
Jian Ruochen couldn't answer this test.
They are finished!
If they answer enough to play together, they will be tripped up.
If the answer is not enough, Brother Hehe will inevitably get angry and embarrassed, which will cause more trouble.
what to do?
Liu Sizheng's mind went blank, but he heard Jian Ruochen laugh softly and said casually: "I don't like those who look too fierce and control others."
The man laughed: "Hey, boy, you can talk!"
In this kind of situation, what's the difference between saying this and praising his majesty!
"Here! These 200,000 chips are for you! Come and play a couple of rounds?"
Jian Ruochen could certainly accompany him, but they couldn't waste time on the first floor.
Guan Yingjun just happened to come back. Jian Ruochen took the chips he exchanged and counted out 400,000 chips and piled them in front of Hehei Brother, "I'll treat you, double the amount, just as making friends."
In his previous life, he had nothing to do but read novels on the street and watch police and gangster movies, so he was very good at acting.
Jian Ruochen patted Guan Yingjun's chest and held up two fingers, "Cigarette."
Guan Yingjun took out a cigarette and handed it over.
Jian Ruochen took it and handed it to Hehei Brother. He waited for him to put it in his mouth and watched him light it up before walking around the gambling table and patting the back of his chair: "Brother, I'll come play with you when I'm free. I brought someone with me today, and I want to go up there and have some fun."
Hehe Brother looked at Guan Yingjun and showed a satisfied smile, just when everyone thought that all his suspicions had disappeared.
The man suddenly said, "What kind of lover is so shameful? You wear a hat when you go out to play, take it off and let me see. If you don't like fierce ones, then what kind do you like?"
Liu Sizheng's heart tightened, he felt dizzy and almost passed out.
If Sir Guan didn't look fierce, no one would be fierce to him.
Besides, the boss is often on TV and is very conspicuous. If he takes off this hat, he will be doomed!
But don't pick it!
Jian Ruochen turned around and said, "Pick it off and let Brother Hehe see it."
Liu Sizheng suddenly felt tinnitus and dizziness.
Guan Yingjun pursed his lips and took off his fisherman's hat.
He wore a golden wig and a pair of silver-rimmed plain glasses on his nose to cover his overly sharp eyebrows and eyes. He also had a beauty mole and a teardrop mole on the tip of his nose and the corner of his eye respectively, making him look more gentle.
Jian Ruochen was stunned at first glance.
So cool.
Especially the two small moles he added before setting off.
Hey Hey Brother: ...
Why does it look familiar yet strange?
Who is this?
I seem to have seen it on TV.
Could it be a model or a celebrity?
Liu Sizheng breathed a sigh of relief.
My blood pressure went up and down and I almost fainted.
Sir Guan wore the fisherman's hat all the way and no one saw his disguise. Unexpectedly, he not only prepared a new wig, but also had a mole removed!
Guan Yingjun quickly took the hat back.
Hehe Brother rubbed his fingers and suddenly shivered.
He shook his head and took out a small metal bottle as thick as a thumb from his pocket. He skillfully poured the powder on the dealer's table, used his bank card to take out some of the powder, lowered his head, picked up a random piece of money, rolled it into a small straw, and took a deep breath.
Then his eyes rolled back and he began to shake in his chair.
Jian Ruochen clenched his back teeth tightly.
This guy actually took drugs in public!
No wonder Ding Gao said that Hehehe Brother was interested in drug trafficking. Was he trying to support his addiction by selling drugs?
I really want to torture him now, but I can't.
Brother Hehe has goods in his hands, which means there are still people selling goods. Once you catch him, you won’t be able to find him online.
There are still people in West Kowloon who are involved in drug abuse in defiance of the law!
Jian Ruochen raised the corners of his lips and turned to leave, "Let's go, brother. You enjoy it here."
He was about to get away when Brother Hehe grabbed his wrist.
Guan Yingjun put his hands behind him, seemingly with his hands on his waist, but he was actually reaching for another gun on his waist.
"Hehehehehe, you gave me 400,000 and I'll give you a piece of news. On the third floor, the straw sandals are being cut, and the fifth floor is the boneyard. If you want to play, go over there, climb... take the elevator." He pulled up his collar, leaned back in the chair and fell asleep, letting go of Jian Ruochen's hand, his face red and white.
Jian Ruochen knew that he was not mentally strong and not on guard anymore, and that he leaked the information simply because he was high and his brain was not in good shape.
But he had to do his best to act, so he patted Hehei Ge's shoulder and said, "Thank you."
The group verified their credentials at the stairs, walked into the corridor, and out of the sight of the security guards, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Jian Ruochen leaned against the wall to calm down, "What did he mean?"
Guan Yingjun pulled out a wet towel to wipe the hand that Jian Ruochen had patted Hehei Ge on, "Cao Xie is a second-tier member of the society, actually the liaison officer of the society, probably Fei Ye. The opening scene means a fight, and the boneyard on the fifth floor is a massage bathhouse, involving pornography."
Liu Sizheng squatted on the ground, feeling dizzy for a while, and said, "This is much bigger than the bathhouse in Luqian."
Jian Ruochen is also more powerful than when he was investigating Lu Qian.
Such acting skills, such momentum.
He is truly worthy of being the man who shot and killed the robber in the armed robbery at the old gold shop.
Guan Yingjun rolled up the wet wipes and threw them into the trash can at the corner: "Hong Kong-British industries are formal in name only, so they are naturally larger in scale. Send a message to Ji Bailou and have them keep an eye on Brother Hehe."
Jian Ruochen looked at him and said in unison: "Li Feiquan is fighting on the third floor."
"Call someone to go to the third floor."
Regardless of whether Li Feiquan is exposed or not, they must do their best to protect Li Feiquan!
The security here is so good that the identity of the person who called the police is questionable.
It is very likely that it was Li Feiquan who called the police.
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In the study of Lu's house, the phone suddenly rang.
Lu Rong picked up the receiver: "Hello, how are you?"
The man opposite said in English: "Mr. Lu, the person you placed in the casino to help launder money had a conflict with other triad members."
The man's British English sounded so sticky that it seemed like he couldn't open his mouth. "Mr. Lu, the amount you washed is too large. If you win, the individual customers will lose. If you lose too much, you will want to die."
He sneered, "If you want to commit suicide, then commit suicide. But you also strapped a bomb to your body and accidentally alerted the police in West Kowloon. Do you understand me?"
"Mr. Lu, there is an old Chinese saying that goes, 'Losing money can ward off disasters.' Have you heard of it?"
Lu Rong immediately clenched the receiver.
He knew from the beginning that cooperating with the British in Hong Kong would be tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger, so he always wanted to get in touch with the mainland.
Unfortunately, there is no way to cooperate.
Lu Rong was shocked and suspicious.
Who exactly alarmed the police in West Kowloon?
Was it the British Hong Kong who committed suicide, or was it Li Feiquan, the man he left in the casino to act as a money laundering liaison?
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