The Chief Detective Inspector is dead. I'm now the top police officer in Hong Kong!

Chapter 12: Dividing the Loot, Case Closed

Needless to say, upon seeing the entire cabinet of gold, Lin Tiansheng's face flushed red, and his heart surged with excitement. Sure enough, his face turned red; to get rich, one had to rely on windfall gains.

This money was the first pot of gold for starting the business. Similarly, it was also the settling-in fee for the small fry and the blood reward for the brothers.

Even the original Five Poisons Detective wouldn't touch this money, let alone Lin Tiansheng.
He readily agreed and reiterated, "According to the agreement, including Ah Cong's share, each person will receive 350,000. But I don't want a seventh person to know about this."

"From now on, no matter who gets into trouble, dare to speak out recklessly."

Ma Delong made up his mind and decisively replied, "I'll kill his whole family!"

He Li stared at the gold and nodded, saying, "From now on in the police force, whether it's life or death, advancement or retreat, we will all follow Brother Sheng's lead."

“That’s right, we believe in Brother Sheng,” Liu Yi said.

With their limited perspective, they don't need to look too far ahead; this sum of money alone is enough to change their destiny and entrust their lives to someone.

Zhang Jinrong silently drank his wine, watching the big boss win people over. He had to admit that after three years of training at Shuitang, the big boss had improved a lot.

Besides constantly talking about benefits, they are more willing to spend money than before.

That alone makes those three years of detention worthwhile.

Of course, he's a man who's seen a lot of money and doesn't care about small change. He wants to make a comeback and become a superior person, but the boss's progress has given him a glimmer of hope.

Not the kind of good-for-nothing who has no real skills and only knows how to talk big.

Seeing the three men's solemn vows and expressions of loyalty, Lin Tiansheng said with a smile, "Alright, put away the gold, and we'll go downstairs at another intersection later."

"Got it, boss."

Ma Delong naturally changed his tune privately, found a backpack, packed all the goods into it, and handed it to Zhang Jinrong, who was in charge of shipping.

There is no absolute trust between people, but as interests become intertwined, feelings deepen little by little. Until one day, they are enough to be given one's life for.

Because humans are emotional beings, we should put ourselves in others' shoes and even risk our lives for them!

After everyone left the building at another intersection, Zhang Jinrong did not travel with the four of them. He hailed a car by himself, waved his hand, and said, "I'm off."

Ma Delong, He Li, Liu Yida, and the big boss bid farewell and went home.

Lin Tiansheng took a ride back to Rongchang Building on Shanghai Street, opened the cupboard, made himself a cup of instant noodles, ate that, and then went back to his room and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, morning.

Lin Tiansheng had just returned to the police station when he saw Ma Delong, He Li, and Liu Yida already at their workstations, but Zhang Jinrong was nowhere to be seen.

Chen Sheng greeted him and whispered, "Write a case closure report for Inspector Pi. He's too embarrassed to come see you."

"Received, received." Lin Tiansheng yawned, sat down, and just as he took out a pen, Ma Delong leaned in and pulled out a document: "Inspector Lin, the case closure report. See if there's anything to add?"

Lin Tiansheng looked surprised, opened the file, and found that the case closure report was written very neatly without a single superfluous word. He picked up the pen, signed his name, and admired Lao Ma even more.

"Great, with your help, things will be much easier for me."

With a smile, Ma Delong, whose face was lined with deep wrinkles, said, "It's all what I should do."

Assistant Chen, sitting a few meters away, looked up at the sound with a surprised but unsurprised expression.

Under the new police reform system, it will be very difficult for Lao Ma, as a senior police officer, to be promoted from sergeant to inspector without receiving a recommendation for further training or making a significant contribution.

Although Lin Tiansheng offended foreigners and faced difficulties at every turn, he at least had some connections. Those lowly underlings who were transferred to the Major Crimes Unit—wasn't that thanks to Lin Sir?
Since the foreigners see us as mere consumables, clinging to Inspector Lin's coattails is the only way out.

He thought Ma Delong was at most a little clever, but he never expected that they had already sold their lives to Inspector Lin. Pi Zhibang, who had been observing from behind the blinds for a long time, pushed open the office door and walked in with a displeased expression, calling out, "Ah Sheng, where's last night's case report!"

"It's written."

Lin Tiansheng pursed his lips, stood up, handed the report to Pi Zhibang, and said listlessly, "Any guidance, Pi sir?"

Pi Zhibang, his tone angry, snatched the report and said unhappily, "Do you think solving cases is all about fighting and killing? Working in the police force requires using your brain!"

"The report only states that the criminals were killed, but what about the stolen money and goods?"

Lin Tiansheng asked in bewilderment, "What stolen money? The Big Circle Gang just came ashore. Besides bullets, all they have are hand grenades."

"If you can't even recover stolen assets, what kind of case are you going to solve?"

Pi Zhibang took the documents and tossed them to Chen Sheng, who was standing next to him: "You're in charge of recovering the stolen goods."

"Me?" Chen Sheng was stunned.

"It's you? Could it be me?"

In the serious crimes unit, investigating cases and chasing criminals is exhausting and arduous, and there's always the risk of death. Recovering stolen goods and raiding homes, on the other hand, is enjoyable and leisurely, and you don't have to engage in firefights with criminals.

Normally, whoever handles the case is responsible for recovering the stolen assets.

Although the recovered money cannot go into personal pockets, Li Xudong could rival the Royal Watch Shop. If he could recover a batch of watches and send them back to Boss Yang's house, it would be a huge boost to his reputation. Perhaps the big boss would remember his favor, which could be useful in the future if he were promoted or demoted.

If you're bold enough, you could even pocket some of it.

Inspector Pi made Lin Tiansheng do hard labor but wouldn't let him get any favors; it was blatant suppression. The remaining three assistant investigators from the Major Crimes Unit, who had just wanted to have a chat with Lin Tiansheng, immediately lost interest and just hoped they could all be safe.

Ma Delong, He Li, and Liu Yida were initially a little nervous, but when they saw that Pi Zhibang was simply throwing a tantrum, they relaxed and secretly laughed.

Pi Zhibang, hands in his pockets and wearing leather shoes, swaggered out of the Major Crimes Unit. Lin Tiansheng pulled out a cigarette, scoffed, and openly provoked, "Walking louder than high heels, did you wear ten centimeters of insoles to increase your height, you shorty!"

With an apologetic look, Chen Sheng stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry, Inspector Lin, I took your chance."

"It's not your fault, it's purely the mantis shrimp causing the problem." Lin Tiansheng patted him on the shoulder.

Chen Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Mantis shrimp?"

"In their Weihai dialect, they call it mantis shrimp." Lin Tiansheng pointed to the corridor door. Chen Sheng suddenly realized and chuckled, "Keep your voice down, don't let Officer Pi hear you."

"Um, lunch is on me. How about two roast geese?"

"You're welcome." Lin Tiansheng smiled, not deliberately refusing.

It was a little after 11 a.m.

Zhang Jinrong returned to the Major Crimes Unit carrying a fruit basket. He casually put the basket down, then approached Lin Tiansheng's desk and whispered, "Everything went smoothly."

He Li, Liu Yida, and Ma Delong, who were eating, couldn't hide their joy, but thankfully they didn't laugh out loud, keeping their heads down and eating to hide their expressions.

Lin Tiansheng pointed with his chopsticks at the roast goose on the table: "It's Chen Sir's treat. There's another meal in the bag, eat quickly. After we finish eating, we'll go to the hospital to visit Ah Cong."

"it is good."

Without saying a word, Zhang Jinrong opened the lid and started eating.

In the operations section chief's office, Henry, dressed in uniform, crossed his legs, a cigar in his hand, and questioned with great dissatisfaction: "You said you'd take care of them in one night, and another day has passed. How is that Lin guy still alive? How am I supposed to explain this to the chief?"

(End of this chapter)