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

Chapter 88 Gold Mining Factory (14)

When Lin Tiansheng, Chen Anquan, and the other three returned to the West Kowloon Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, Hou Canxing, the assistant director of Team A, and He Jiawei, the director of Team B, exchanged a glance and let out a silent laugh.

Returning empty-handed is utterly incompetent, and he'll inevitably face another round of ridicule from Inspector Wong.

As a supervisor, Huang Ye's attitude affects everyone in the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB). Even now, the OCTB employees still have a distance from Lin Tiansheng, unlike when they were in the Major Crimes Unit.

However, a dozen minutes later, Yang Sihai and Guilian Qiang, along with a group of brothers, obediently entered the O-Division headquarters.

This drew frequent glances from the other workers, who looked on in surprise.

Chen Anquan and Ah Du processed the interrogation paperwork for the gangsters, while Lin Tiansheng arranged a private room for Yang Sihai and Guilian Qiang. Hou Canxing pushed open the door to the officer's office, stood at attention, and saluted: "Huang Sir."

Huang Ye leaned against the window, holding a cup of coffee, glancing out the window: "No need to say anything, I saw it all. Just now, those foreigners from the Mong Kok Organisation called, spewing nonsense."

Hou Canxing thought to himself, "Just as I expected." His square face was full of sneers: "If Lin Tiansheng offends the foreigners, how will he survive in Mong Kok?"

When subordinate departments within the police district are disobedient, it's not as simple as each department doing its own thing. Scrambling over a single case could tarnish Lin Tiansheng's future.

“People who are willing to work hard don’t necessarily use their brains.” Huang Ye’s expression was cold as he raised his hand and tapped his head, saying dismissively, “He has Pi Zhibang’s protection in the Major Crimes Unit, but not in the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau.”

Hou Canxing nodded: "He's unlucky to be transferred to the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau."

Given his rank and seniority, he wouldn't be involved in the struggle between the elite faction and the remnants, but following Huang Ye naturally placed him in the elite camp, so he certainly didn't want Lin Tiansheng to steal the spotlight.

To put it bluntly, if Lin Tiansheng had a smooth and successful career advancement in the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, then the advancement speed of these people would have been at least five or six years slower.

Although they had all heard rumors that Lam Tin-shing would be going for further studies next year, if he were to be transferred back to the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau after his studies and replace Inspector Wong, they would be finished!
Huang Ye felt much more at ease and put down his coffee cup, saying, "If you offend a foreigner, make a mistake or two, ruin his reputation, and he'll lose his study spot in no time."

In the interrogation room.

Lin Tiansheng, alone, handed the tea to Yang Sihai, sat down at the table, and smiled, "How did your chat with the foreigner go?"

"Boss, I was held captive by those foreigners all night last night, almost thirty hours without sleep, and they're messing with me again." Yang Sihai said helplessly, taking a sip of tea. The stubble on his face added to his weathered look.

"I'll let you out after you finish speaking. It's just a formality," Lin Tiansheng said.

Yang Sihai nodded: "The conversation went very well. All the entertainment venues on Sai Yeung Choi Street are mine now. Ghost Face Qiang has no chance."

"Because the foreigners raised the price on the spot, asking him to pay an extra 200,000 yuan every month, which was deposited into the anti-drug squad's account."

Lin Tiansheng guessed the outcome: "Ghost Face Qiang refuses to pay?"

“The protection fee is already 400,000 a month, and if you add another 200,000, where will you make any money? If it weren’t for helping you, I wouldn’t bother getting involved in this street.” Yang Sihai raised the price to 600,000 Hong Kong dollars, which was a completely unprofitable bet. It was normal for Ghost Face Qiang not to follow suit, but that didn’t mean Ghost Face Qiang would admit defeat.

Because a large portion of the casino's revenue comes from selling drugs. The drug dealers of Lao Tong have been operating on Sai Yeung Choi Street for many years and can easily sell to regular customers in secret, thus squeezing out their business. When Lao Fu's branch loses money and the brothers are unwilling to accept it, they will naturally have to renegotiate the price with the foreigners, and he will have the opportunity to sit at the table again.

At worst, we can play two more matches. In short, if one side refuses to admit defeat, we'll have to fight sooner or later.

Lin Tiansheng offered him a cigarette and asked, "How do I pay?"

"gold."

Yang Sihai, a cigarette between his fingers, said, "The narcotics bureau's foreign superintendent 'Aben' owns a gold-working company called 'Xinxinxing.' Many foreigners who receive money demand it be converted into gold and delivered to the company's owner. They then use falsified accounts to present it as legitimate purchases, have it processed into gold jewelry, and sell it on the market." "The moment the gold arrives at the factory, the foreigners' offshore accounts receive it. Tomorrow morning, my men will deliver the goods to the gold-working factory. Once the transaction is complete, I'll give you the final accounts."

Lin Tiansheng nodded slightly. Taking down one foreigner would actually offend a whole group of them. Foreigners working in the colonies were very vigilant and knew how to stick together.

His authority is not yet able to access offshore accounts or overseas transactions. He needs to start by targeting the local money laundering operations and obtain two sets of records.

One account was the one Yang Sihai used to send money, and the other was the account the gold trading company used to receive and transfer money. The two corroborated each other, becoming irrefutable evidence.

"Go back to sleep."

Lin Tiansheng got up, opened the door, and said with a smile, "Take your underlings away and don't cause trouble in Mong Kok."

"Good luck to you. Those foreigners in the Narcotics Investigation Department are no pushovers." Yang Sihai covered his mouth, yawning repeatedly.

Lin Tiansheng watched him leave, a cold smile playing on his lips: "But he's a white-skinned superintendent, do you think he'll be easy to deal with?"

The Narcotics Investigation Division is a Class C department that reports to the Criminal Division of the General Administration of Customs. Although it has a small staff, it wields considerable power.

There are three main distinctive features: first, the public's support for the anti-drug campaign; second, the large budget, with the highest priority allocated to informant fees, intelligence costs, and equipment procurement; and third, the enormous sums involved in drug cases, which reduces the number of cases but often involves tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars.

How much profit can be made from just a little bit of water, and how many people can be fattened up?

No wonder they need a gold processing plant to launder money; how could they launder it through ordinary channels?

"Lin sir, did you call me?" Ah Du saw his superior waving and quickly stepped forward to answer. Lin Tiansheng leaned closer and whispered, "Keep a close eye on Nine-Tattooed Dragon."

"Understood." Adu's expression brightened, and he agreed readily.

Regardless of whether the three "new recruits" received instructions from Inspector Wong, they are currently under observation and cannot be relied upon. It's best to have them do some peripheral work and spread misinformation.

Lin Tiansheng stood by the window in thought for a while, then called Chen Anquan over and said, "Anquan, go to the Peninsula Hotel in Kowloon City and meet Instructor Tian for me. Give him this address."

The address above is that of the gold-making factory "Xin Xin Xing": 4th Floor, Fu Heng Industrial Building, No. 1 Hok Yuen East Street, Hung Hom District.

"Understood." As a Silver Flute Award winner from that year, Chen Anquan was acquainted with Instructor Tian and others, and was perfectly capable of relaying the message.

Lin Tiansheng's concern was how to expose the truth once he had a clear understanding of the situation.

It's important to understand that "Jess," the foreigner from the Mong Kok Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, was just a senior inspector. He had ways to make money, but he didn't have the proper credentials to set up a money laundering network and legally send money out of the country.

The amount of money collected by the local police officers may be small per transaction, but there are many of them, and when they add up, it becomes a large sum.

Superintendent "Ah Ben" from the Narcotics Bureau runs a gold factory, clearly intending to launder money for himself while also earning extra commissions, building relationships, and protecting his fellow countrymen who speak English.

So, even if you get the records of the infiltrated factories and submit them, they might be suppressed, or even provoke a counter-purge by the foreigners!

In the eyes of the rulers, corruption is negotiable, but challenging authority is an intolerable bottom line.

One cannot be foolish, and a policeman must understand even more that he is a tool of his own class and must learn to discard justice and the law first.

(End of this chapter)