Chapter 7 My Senior Sister Yue Huizhen
Chapter 7 My Senior Sister Yue Huizhen
That night, after Li Wenbin helped Ruan Ruolan escape from the restaurant, he drove his motorcycle with the new head of the old pill shop on the back, and they staged a high-speed chase on the highway.
After killing several of the pursuing gunmen, the two men rested by a secluded mountain road.
"It seems you have many enemies hunting you down, Mr. Ruan."
"Damn it, I was planning to lure the enemy out tonight and then clean house, but you ruined my plan."
Li Wenbin cleaned his wound with mineral water and tossed a cigarette to Ruan Ruolan.
"Fang Zhanqiang is one of your Lao Wan's men. Where is he hiding now?"
Ruan Ruolan refused to provide Fang Zhanqiang's whereabouts, and the two argued again.
Suddenly, Li Wenbin noticed a motorcycle suddenly emerge from the shadows of the roadside woods.
"Be careful!"
"Bang!"
He killed the gunman, but he was also shot in the abdomen and was bleeding profusely.
Ruan Ruolan looked at Li Wenbin, who was shot and unconscious, sighed, and called out Bai Tou and the others who had been guarding him in the shadows to come out and take Li Wenbin to the black market doctor.
Li Wenbin remained in a coma after receiving treatment. Lying in a guest room on the second floor of the Lao Wan Secret Headquarters, he missed the best opportunity to arrest Fang Zhanqiang.
Downstairs, Fang Zhanqiang lit an incense stick to pay homage to the dragon heads of the old pill lineage before bidding farewell to Ruan Ruolan.
"The people behind this kidnapping are very powerful. Don't ask them anymore; I can't say."
"I'm very relieved to leave Lao Wan to you."
Goodbye, Mr. Ruan.
……
Yang Bier shook her head when she heard Shen Shaofeng's question.
"The guys traced the route they took that night on the motorcycle, but it ended at a country road near Lion Rock."
"Even the old man doesn't know where their leader is now."
Hearing them discussing Li Wenbin's whereabouts, He Guozheng and Shi Shu, who were nearby, also came over.
"Uncle Shi, are you sure your injury is alright? Should we go back to the hospital?"
Hearing Yang Bier's persuasion, Uncle Shi refused, saying, "Now that the head is missing and Xiangzai is in trouble, how can I hide away?"
He Guozheng knew the old policeman's character well, so he didn't waste his breath and turned to Shen Shaofeng.
"Shaofeng, among us, you were the last person to have contact with him before he disappeared. Is there any other way to find him?"
Shen Shaofeng thought it over again from beginning to end before speaking:
"I reckon the boss is with Ruan Ruolan, but something might have happened, and he can't contact us for the time being."
Yang Bier understood what he meant. She had been keeping an eye on that laundry shop, but Li Wenbin hadn't given them any information.
Uncle Shi suddenly frowned: "Do you think something might have happened to the boss, maybe he was... taken advantage of by Lao Wan's people..."
Shen Shaofeng shook his head: "No. Putting aside the fact that the head disappeared while escorting Ruan Ruolan out of the restaurant, Lao Wan should owe him a favor."
"To put it simply, the leader's purpose was just to find out Fang Zhanqiang's whereabouts from Ruan Ruolan, not to harm them. There's no reason for Lao Wan to lay a hand on him."
Everyone nodded, agreeing with Shen Shaofeng's conjecture.
But the question returns to the starting point—where exactly is Li Wenbin at this moment?
"How about this, I think the root of everything is Huang Jiahui's kidnapping case. Why don't we start from there?"
"Does anyone have any connections to find out anything about Huang Jiahui?"
Shen Shaofeng offered his suggestion, and everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
He Guozheng said, "Shaofeng, finding gangsters and getting information from the police is our forte. As for these legitimate businessmen..."
Yang Bier quickly waved her hand: "Don't let my senior inspector status and my college graduation like Shaofeng fool you. In fact, I get all my information about these rich young men from gossip magazines."
As the most senior person present, Uncle Shi provided some information: "Huang Jiahui is the son-in-law of the Pan family, a prominent family in Hong Kong Island. It is rumored that the current head of the family, Pan Junheng, greatly admires him."
"Do you have any connections in the CCB (Commercial Crime Bureau)?"
Seeing everyone shake their heads, Shen Shaofeng knew that he couldn't force the O-Team to provide information at this stage; he could only rely on himself.
"Here's what we'll do. I'll try to find out more information. You guys continue interrogating the old gang leaders who were arrested and see if there's any new information."
"OK!"
"No problem, please contact me anytime if there's any news."
"Shaofeng, you need to be careful, the Political Department is watching you."
Unbeknownst to many, Shen Shaofeng, the trainee inspector, temporarily replaced Li Wenbin and took charge of the work of Team A1, without even Senior Inspector Yang Bier having any objections.
……
That afternoon, in a high-end coffee shop in Wan Chai.
Shen Shaofeng saw a woman wearing a black suit skirt, with long, slightly wavy hair and exquisite makeup push open the store door and walk towards him.
This person is none other than Lok Wai-ching, the leading news anchor of Lok's Television Station.
She also graduated from Hong Kong Island University, but with a degree in journalism, and graduated a year earlier than Shen Shaofeng.
Shen Shaofeng had read "High Risk" in his previous life and knew that she was well-informed and would stop at nothing to get news. She was also the heiress of the Le family media company, so asking her for information was definitely the right thing to do.
Lok Wai-ching sat down and placed her handbag aside. "What a surprise. This is the first time you've contacted me since graduation, right? Junior, is there anything I can help you with?"
"You're too kind, senior sister. Let's order drinks first, and then we can chat more."
Lok Wai-ching said to the waiter, "Waiter, black coffee, please."
"Let's get straight to the point, junior brother. You said you have exclusive scoops, and time is money, so what are they?"
"Your police force has been making a lot of big moves lately. I heard there were heavy casualties at the Tsim Sha Tsui triad summit. Is that related?"
She took out a tape recorder and gestured to Shen Shaofeng with her eyes.
Shen Shaofeng shook his head, refusing to allow the other party to record him.
"There's definitely some juicy news. But I'd like to ask my senior sister for some advice first."
"All information about the WATM Group, especially Wong Ka Fai himself, and the Pan family behind him."
Lok Wai-ching picked up the black coffee that the waiter had just brought her and took a sip.
Her tone suddenly became excited: "You're investigating a case? What happened to Huang Jiahui? Was he attacked or kidnapped?"
"My senior sister is a smart woman; she knows there are some things I can't reveal."
Lok Hye-jung remained silent for a moment.
The fact that a probationary inspector from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) asked her to inquire about the background of a top tycoon was already a strong signal...
"Okay." She put down her cup and began to recount the information in her mind.
"Huang Jiahui is 42 years old this year and graduated with an MBA from Stanford University. Eight years ago, he married Pan Yixin, the tenth daughter of the Pan family, which can be considered as marrying into the Pan family."
"He is very capable and is highly regarded by his brother-in-law, Pan Junheng. He was appointed as the chairman of Pan's Huanmao Group and has been very successful in real estate and infrastructure in recent years."
"The Pan family is a true old-money family in Hong Kong, a century-old prominent family. They made their fortune in the generation of Pan Zhao'an, and Pan Junheng is the fourth generation. They have connections everywhere and are said to be able to talk to people in Downing Street, London."
"However, the story of how our ancestors, like Pan Zhao'an, rose to prominence..."
She winked mysteriously at Shen Shaofeng, waiting for him to ask a question.
Shen Shaofeng shrugged: "Chapter 24 of Capital states, 'Capital comes into the world dripping from head to toe, from every pore, with blood and filth.'"
"These big families on Hong Kong Island, whose ancestors were either involved in smuggling, human trafficking, or pornography, can slowly launder their money later. It's not a big deal."
Le Huizhen rolled her eyes at him with a charming look and continued, "Pan Junheng is over seventy years old this year, and his health is said to be not very good. Succession in the family is a big problem."
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