Reborn in Hong Kong Island, I can see loyalty

The lights in the interrogation room of the Central and Western District Police Station were particularly glaring, the stark white light shining on the walls and metal tabletop, making the whole room feel cold and eerie.

The three robbers were separated and held in three interrogation rooms, their handcuffs locked to iron rings on the table legs, making a dull thud.

Ye Haoxuan stood outside interrogation room number one, looking through the one-way glass at the robber inside who had a wolf head tattoo on his wrist.

The man, named Ah Lang, was a key member of the Sang Biao Righteous Alliance. At this moment, he was looking down, his fingers unconsciously digging into the table. He appeared calm, but his slightly trembling shoulders betrayed his nervousness.

“Brother Xuan, shall we interrogate Ah Lang first?” Zhou Xingxing stood to the side, holding Ah Lang’s file in his hand. “This guy is the leader of the three, so he must know the most. But this kid is very stubborn. During the initial interrogation by Cao Dahua’s men, he didn’t say a single useful word and even threatened to make us suffer.”

Ye Haoxuan nodded and tapped his fingertips lightly on the glass:

"Interrogate him. It's more interesting to talk to tough guys; the tougher they are, the stronger their fear is. Xingxing, you come in with me. Liqing, stay outside and keep an eye on his micro-expressions. If anything seems off, report it on the walkie-talkie. Zijie, pull up the information about the destruction of the Yi Lian Gang that the Haojiang police sent us, and be ready to upload it to the screen in the interrogation room at any time."

"Received!" the three replied in unison.

The interrogation room door was pushed open, and the metal hinges made a soft creaking sound.

Ah Lang suddenly raised his head, glaring fiercely at Ye Haoxuan and Zhou Xingxing as they walked in, letting out a low, cold snort:

"It's you again? I already told you, I robbed the person, I hid the money, do whatever you want with me, but don't try to get anything else out of me!"

Just as Zhou Xingxing was about to lash out, Ye Haoxuan raised his hand to stop him.

Ye Haoxuan pulled up a chair and sat down. Instead of asking questions directly, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and slowly took a drag.

The smoke dissipated under the light, blurring his expression.

“Sang Biao has been captured.” Ye Haoxuan suddenly spoke, his voice calm and without a ripple. “The Yi Lian Gang’s strongholds in Macau have all been wiped out. Your brothers have either been arrested or fled. Now you’re the only few left wandering around Hong Kong Island.”

Ah Lang's body visibly stiffened, the ferocity in his eyes faded slightly, replaced by a hint of panic, but he still forced himself to stand firm:

"Don't try to fool me! Brother Le will save us! When Brother Le comes back, you'll all be dead!"

"Lin Huai Le?" Ye Haoxuan sneered, took out a few photos from his pocket, and threw them in front of Ah Lang. "You mean Lin Huai Le, who recruited soldiers in Phnom Penh and was willing to sacrifice even his own confidants? You think the gold you stole was to raise funds for him? Actually, you are just his pawns."

The photos clearly show Sang Biao being arrested by the Haojiang police, as well as footage of the Yi Lian Gang's stronghold being raided.

Ah Lang's eyes were fixed on the photo, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his fingers clenched so tightly they turned white.

"You're talking nonsense!" Ah Lang slammed his hand on the table, the handcuffs scraping against the iron rings with a harsh sound. "Brother Le won't abandon us! We've risked our lives with him, he'll definitely find a way to save us!"

"Save you?" Ye Haoxuan leaned forward, his eyes sharp as knives. "Then tell me, where exactly is Lin Huaile's base in Phnom Penh? Besides having you rob gold, does he have any other channels for raising funds? You know nothing, and you still expect him to save you? Don't dream."

Ah Lang's lips moved, but he couldn't speak. He remembered that before they set off, Lin Huai Le's confidants only told them to hide the looted gold in a designated warehouse and wait for further instructions, without mentioning any subsequent plans.

At the time, he thought it was trust, but now he thinks it was more like a deliberate concealment.

“I’ll show you the way.” Ye Haoxuan leaned back in his chair, his tone softening. “Confess and you’ll be treated leniently; resist and you’ll be punished severely. Tell me everything you know: Lin Huai Le’s whereabouts, his contacts in Hong Kong, and the whereabouts of the other remnants of the gang. As long as what you say is true, I can help you apply for a reduced sentence, at least enough to save your life.”

“If you continue to be stubborn,” Ye Haoxuan’s tone suddenly turned cold, “not only will you be shot, but your mother and sister back home will also be unable to hold their heads high for the rest of their lives because you are a gang member. Think about it yourself, do you want to die for someone who will never save you, or do you want to fight for your family’s survival?”

“My mother…” Ah Lang’s eyes dimmed instantly, his shoulders slumped, and his fierce expression vanished completely, replaced by deep despair.

His mother is in poor health and his younger sister is still in school; this is his only weakness.

Outside the interrogation room, Yang Liqing stared intently at the screen and whispered into the walkie-talkie:

“Team Leader Ye, his eyes are darting around, his breathing is erratic, his fingers are trembling slightly, and his mental defenses are about to collapse. We can give him a little more effort.”

Hearing the voice on the walkie-talkie, Ye Haoxuan nodded slightly, then took out a photo from his pocket and placed it in front of Ah Lang.

The photo shows Ah Lang's mother and sister, which was information Song Zijie had previously found.

"Your sister will be taking the college entrance exam next year, right?" Ye Haoxuan's voice carried a hint of warmth that was barely perceptible. "You don't want her to be pointed at and gossiped about by her classmates because of you, and have her future affected, do you?"

"Wah—" Ah Lang could no longer hold back and covered his face to cry. Tears seeped through his fingers and dripped onto the table.

He cried for a full minute before raising his head, his eyes filled with exhaustion and resignation: "I'll tell you... I'll tell you everything..."

Ye Haoxuan gestured for Zhou Xingxing to turn on the recorder, and Zhou Xingxing immediately pressed the switch, his eyes full of excitement.

"Brother Le... Lin Huai Le's base in Phnom Penh is in an abandoned rubber factory. I don't remember the exact location, but I know there are many coconut trees around it."

Ah Lang wiped away his tears and said in a hoarse voice, "Besides making us rob gold, he also had other remnants smuggle weapons in Hong Kong. However, I don't know who was in charge of the smuggling; it was all handled directly by Brother Lok's confidants."

"Anything else? Does he have any contacts in Hong Kong?" Ye Haoxuan pressed.

“Yes!” Ah Lang nodded. “After we robbed the gold, we were supposed to wait for a guy codenamed ‘Old Ghost’ to come and hand it over so we could transport the gold out. But we got arrested, and I don’t know if he’ll notice. This ‘Old Ghost’ owns a hardware store on Hong Kong Island. I only know it’s in Yau Ma Tei, but I don’t know the exact address.”

"Old Ghost?" Ye Haoxuan frowned. The name sounded familiar. He seemed to have seen it in the files of his previous undercover work. He was a cunning and shrewd middleman in the underworld who had dealings with multiple gangs.

"Are there any other remnants?" Zhou Xingxing asked.