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Chapter 50. Shifting the blame eastward, Liang Kun gets tricked again!
What? Someone framed me?
Yang Jun looked at Ali. He had known all along that Ali was a traitor, because Yang Jun could not see Ali's loyalty.

Yang Jun saw it today; the loyalty score was only 56, a score that could lead to betrayal at any time.

However, the fact that Yang Jun could see the loyalty level indicates that Ali has gradually shifted from the police's position to that of the Giant Group.

"Ali, are you saying someone is trying to frame me?"

"What exactly happened?"

Yang Jun looked at Ali with a half-smile, but didn't ask Ali how he knew.

Ali hesitated for a moment, then told Yang Jun in detail about how someone was trying to frame him.

Yang Jun nodded. "Someone is trying to frame me with heroin?"
That person who was acting suspiciously just now? Oh no!

"Tianhong, check the surveillance footage immediately and see what that kid did just now?"

Soon, Tianhong rushed over, and Yang Jun saw dozens of plainclothes officers rushing in through the door, searching the nightclub.

"Madam, you police officers are so busy, why do you have to work overtime so late?"

It was already 9 p.m., and normally the Serious Crimes Unit, the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, and other police departments would have already gone home.

Liang Xiaorou rolled her eyes at Yang Jun and said coldly:
“Handsome Jun, I received a report that your store sells baby formula.”

Damn! Someone really did frame me. Yang Jun's eyes turned cold as he smiled at Liang Xiaorou:
"My shop only sells fish meal, not milk powder!"

Yang Jun shrugged and teased with a grin:
"Madam, you're so beautiful, let me treat you to fish noodles!"

To be honest, although Liang Xiaorou wore light makeup, her features were delicate and her figure was tall, making her more beautiful than many female celebrities.

Liang Xiaorou wore a jacket and tied her long hair back, giving her a heroic and dashing female warrior vibe.

"Don't try to fool me, Handsome Jun. If they find out your nightclub has problems, humph! You'll be going to jail."

Yang Junxin was also very flustered, wondering if Luo Tianhong had dealt with the situation.

Luo Tianhong gave Yang Jun an OK sign, and Yang Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sir, nothing found!"

"Sir, I don't have any here either!"

Liang Xiaorou frowned, but she also breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't believe that the handsome young man would sell baby formula.

Is the intelligence false?
Yang Jun walked up with a smile and said to Liang Xiaorou:

“Madam, you know that my nightclub has offended many of my peers, and someone has framed me.”

"There's no way around it; the tallest tree in the forest is bound to be felled by the wind, and outstanding talent can also be a problem!"

Liang Xiaorou rolled her eyes at Yang Jun and warned him:
"Handsome Jun, you'd better not sell this illegal item, or I'll arrest you myself!"

Yang Jun shrugged and quickly retorted:

"I'm innocent! I'm a legitimate businessman, I never do this kind of business. You can ask the people in the underworld, my nightclub has always been the cleanest."

Liang Xiaorou nodded. That was true. As a newly appointed inspector of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, she had quite a few informants providing intelligence.

Handsome Jun's nightclub never sells contraband. Any gang that dares to touch it will have their hands chopped off!

Although Liang Xiaorou does not support chopping off hands, she agrees with Yang Jun's strong approach to drug control. Such harmful things should be dealt with with swift and decisive measures!
"Sir, the area I manage has excellent public order, with no fights or brawls. Isn't it very harmonious!"

Yang Jun owns 7 or 8 streets in Wan Chai, and the security there is much better than that of other triads. Nobody dares to mess with Yang Jun in his territory.

"Hmph! Should I give you a Good Citizen Award?"

Although she somewhat agreed with him, Liang Xiaorou was sharp-tongued.

Yang Jun pursed his lips, moved closer to Liang Xiaorou, and smelled the fragrance of jasmine.

"No need for the Good Citizen Award, just treat me to a meal!"

Liang Xiaorou took a step back, her face flushed. "Are you crazy? You even dare to flirt with a policewoman?"
And I even got infected! Why is my face all red?
Liang Xiaorou didn't dare look Yang Jun in the eye, and snorted coldly:
"Dream on! I don't eat with club members!"

"I can invite you back to the police station for coffee, humph!" Good and evil cannot coexist, and as an inspector of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, Liang Xiaorou certainly could not agree to Yang Jun's offer.

"You really aren't going to treat us? I also wanted to tell you some information."

"What intelligence?" Liang Xiaorou's eyes lit up, and she quickly asked.
What intelligence can you provide?

"Want to hear some information about Liang Kun selling baby formula?"

Yang Jun smiled. Liang Kun had been riding high lately and was likely investigating the double-cross that happened some time ago.

This potential threat can be eliminated by using the police force; let them do the dirty work!
"Are you really that kind as to tell me such crucial information?"

Liang Xiaorou's eyes lit up, and she was very excited. Liang Kun was the biggest drug lord in Kowloon. If they could crack a drug trafficking case of this scale, a chief inspector would be in for a world of trouble.

Yang Jun moved closer to Liang Xiaorou and said with a smile:

"Of course it's because Madam is beautiful. If it were that ugly guy Huang Zhicheng, I definitely wouldn't have told him!"

Huang Zhicheng is an ugly man? Liang Xiaorou chuckled inwardly, but still kept a straight face and said:
"Tell me first. If the information is very valuable, I'll treat you to dinner!"

"This woman is too ambitious," Yang Jun thought to himself.

“The place where Liang Kun delivers his goods is Lung Kwu Tan in Tuen Mun. On the 15th of every month, Liang Kun’s henchman, Sha Qiang, will go to Lung Kwu Tan to make the transaction.”

Yang Jun knew this so clearly because he had Ahua keep an eye on Sha Qiang's every move 24 hours a day, thus controlling Liang Kun's specific delivery location.

Ahua's dozen or so henchmen were all pickpockets; they had sharp eyes and were very useful for tracking people.

Yang Jun also considered sending these people abroad for military training to cultivate them into professionals.

Liang Xiaorou was confused. How did you know where the other party was loading the goods?
However, she quickly realized how great this achievement was; if she could crack a drug trafficking case, she would at least get a promotion in the police force.

If we can catch the perpetrator red-handed and seize a large amount of contraband, we might gain the favor of higher-ups and thus rise rapidly in rank!

If Yang Jun knew about Liang Xiaorou's idea, he would definitely laugh at her.

In this era, the top brass of the police force are all foreigners. No matter how capable you are, your skin color determines that you can only stay in the lower or middle ranks.

Is this news true?

"Is it true or not? Go and see for yourself!"

Liang Xiaorou hurriedly led her team away, leaving behind a group of onlookers. Luo Tianhong gave her a thumbs up.

Good heavens! This guy is a walking, talking cannon; he doesn't even spare the policewoman.

A perfectly good police drama was turned into a melodramatic soap opera by a big shot?

After Liang Xiaorou left, Chen Haonan and the others outside were completely bewildered. Where was Handsome Jun?

"Wait, where's Handsome Jun? Why wasn't he arrested?"

Chan Ho-nam looked at Chiao Pi, who said with a helpless expression:

"Brother Nan, I followed your instructions and secretly placed the goods in the private room. Did the cops not notice?"

Chan Ho-nam: "."

Where exactly did things go wrong? Did Handsome Jun just get incredibly lucky?

"Let's go back to Causeway Bay!"

At Linglong Nightclub, Luo Tianhong approached Yang Jun and recounted the harrowing experience she had just witnessed.

"Brother Jun, someone left five kilograms in the private room. Luckily, I dealt with it in time and flushed it down the toilet."

Yang Jun's expression turned cold, and he said to Luo Tianhong:

"Investigate! Check the surveillance footage for that short mule! Find him!"

If it had been a moment later and the police had found this thing, Yang Jun, the nightclub owner, would have been in jail for sure, and might even have been sentenced to several years in prison.

(End of this chapter)