I make a living solving crimes.

The sky was cloudy at night, and there was not much sea breeze. There were only flashing lights and the unique bustle of Hong Kong Island. The neon lights flickered on the straight and narrow streets, like countless grains of gold sand washed out of a stream, which was particularly dazzling.

Chang Wei got out of the Mercedes-Benz, wearing a tight vest under his suit, a pair of straight trousers and custom-made calfskin shoes, looking graceful, gentle and elegant.

A few short mules were huddled at the street corner. When they saw four or five luxury cars stop, they quickly stepped back for fear of disturbing the distinguished guests.

The Black Society didn't dare to act presumptuously in front of rich people, not to mention that they were just small hooligans.

But they would never have imagined that the people in front of them were the bandits who had robbed Detective Lei’s house not long ago and were now wanted by the whole city.

The four Dharma Kings following Chang Wei also changed into Western clothes, looking neat and tidy, except that one of them was a little darker.

Fortunately, many people in Hong Kong Island are not white. There are many people who come here from Annan and Southeast Asia to make a living. Mixing in with them, this person's blackness does not stand out.

Accompanying him was A Ting.

The young man has completely become a fan of Chang Wei. He doesn't go to school all day and follows Chang Wei around. Mr. Ying doesn't object.

The young man admires the strong. His father is Mr. Ying. With such a huge obstacle in his way, it is difficult for Ting to meet a stronger Chinese boy.

But Chang Wei is funny, well-spoken, knows English, can sing, and is especially good at boxing...

During a demonstration, he once broke the wall of Ying's house with one punch.

As a result, A Ting is also deeply fascinated by the land that raised Chang Wei.

My father said that it was our hometown, and my eldest brother said that it was also our motherland.

Well, I must go back someday to see that beautiful land, and then find a master. I don't expect to be as good as my brother who can kill a cow with one punch, but as long as I have graceful movements and sharp eyes and hands, the girls in school will be dazzled.

But I don't think I'm cut out for this...

It's okay, I will have a son in the future. If my son is not good enough, I will marry a gold medal athlete to improve the family genes and wait for my grandson...

Chang Wei didn't know what the young man next to him was thinking, he just stared at the large building in front of him and observed it carefully.

Jiang Hongxia took two steps closer and frowned, "Brother... Nan, it's too crowded, too shabby, too messy, and it doesn't fit in with other places in Hong Kong Island!"

Chang Wei nodded, "It's a no-man's land here, so it's naturally a bit chaotic."

"The British don't care about this place?" Jiang Hongxia couldn't believe it. This place was not far from the prosperous Yau Tsim Mong area!

Moreover, the airport is right next to it. As the people of Hong Kong Island say, this is a prime location.

Chang Wei explained: "When the Qing Dynasty ceded Hong Kong Island to the concession, it left a fortress, which is here. It has always been under the management of the mainland, but there was no intention to manage this place, so it ended up like this."

Jiang Hongxia nodded, not quite understanding, "So you want to take this place back as your base?"

"Yes, but this place is full of filth and the environment is bad. We need to plan carefully."

The Black Prince rolled up his sleeves and said, "Brother Nan, if you give the order, we will go in directly now."

Jiang Hongxia jumped up and knocked him on the head, "Are you a gangster? Are you evil and have a black heart? You're always fighting and killing people. How can you be a policeman?"

Wu Jimao didn't dare to speak for a moment, and shrank back into the darkness with his head in his hands.

Chang Wei smiled and said, "Thirteenth sister is right. Considering the international situation, it is not convenient for us to take over this place directly, but there is no need to learn from the underworld to go in and fight and kill. If you want this place, wait for me to go back and organize a group of veterans to come over and suppress it directly with a dignified force."

Ah Ting was listening nearby, and couldn't help but be fascinated. He said, "Brother, you must bring me to see it when the time comes."

"Okay, I'll bring you here to see the style of our troops."

A Ting was excited.

That was the mighty army that defeated the coalition of 17 nations!

It was precisely because of their existence that the British did not dare to push too far and even turned a blind eye to smuggling.

Incorporating Kowloon Walled City was part of Chang Wei's plan.

But he never thought of rushing in with a machete like a gangster.

When the time comes, we will organize a company, change into civilian clothes, form the Red Star Society, and sweep away everything.

But he could never have imagined that by accident, Hongxing had become famous ahead of time.

Lei Luo was searching the streets for an organization called Hung Hing.

Kowloon Walled City still retained the architectural style of the Qing Dynasty until 40 years ago. Later, the Japanese pirates occupied Hong Kong Island and demolished all the city walls in order to expand the open channel of Kai Tak Airport.

After the Japanese surrendered, homeless people began to gather in Kowloon Walled City and successfully resisted the British government's entry for reorganization in 1948.

Legally speaking, this place has never belonged to the British.

Chang Wei was planning how to take over this land.

The legal way is inconvenient, and I am also good at playing the illegal way.

It depends on whether those little thugs can stop the old soldiers retreating from the battlefield.

He is a division-level cadre in the Investigation Department and enjoys the treatment of a bureau-level official. How could he possibly play such childish things as organized crime?

Be more generous in what you do and do!

I come, I see, I conquer!

After a short stay here, the convoy made a detour and headed directly towards Tsuen Wan.

Outside a high-end restaurant, Yu Zecheng carefully observed his surroundings. After drinking a cup of herbal tea in the shop opposite, he saw Wanqiu's head sticking out of a window on the second floor opposite. She nodded slightly at him, then he straightened his clothes and crossed the street.

Just as he walked up to the second floor, a young man with an honest face came over, whispered "Beautiful Country" in his ear, and then passed by.

This is not a code, it's the name of the box.

Yu Zecheng seemed unaware and continued walking inside without stopping, looking at the names of the boxes one by one. Finally, he stopped outside the door of Jinxiu Jiangshan, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

This was an extremely luxurious box. The huge round table that could accommodate twenty people was filled with delicacies from land and sea. On the sofa next to it, a young man was looking at him with a smile.

"Sorry, I came to look for someone and went to the wrong box." Yu Zecheng showed his signature silly smile and hurriedly tried to leave.

Such a ostentatious and extravagant scene did not match his perception of the country.

As a result, the door was closed behind him, and a dark-skinned young man was blocking his way.

Yu Zecheng took a deep breath, determined to die, and his hand slowly reached for his collar.

That is an old tradition of spies.

From the day he joined the organization, he was ready to sacrifice at any time.

The young man sitting on the sofa had stood up and walked towards him. When he was about two meters away from him, he stood with his feet together and saluted him solemnly, "Comrade Shenhai, hello, I am the navigator."