Chapter 9

Shi Zhijian's tactfulness was very much to Lei Luo's liking. Moreover, Shi Zhijian's eloquence was not ordinary, and he often made startling remarks about Hong Kong's politics and economy, which made Lei Luo look at him with renewed respect.

Therefore, when they parted ways at the racetrack, Shi Zhijian had already become close friends with Chief Lei Luo.

Shi Zhijian glanced at Lei Luo's expression and said, "Chief Lei, there's something I'm not sure if I should say."

"We are friends now, just speak your mind!" Lei Luo appeared very generous.

"My late father said I would meet a benefactor today. Now, thinking about it, that benefactor must be you, Chief Lei!"

Lei Luo couldn't help but smile, "Your words make me feel good!"

"But my father also said that this benefactor might soon encounter some trouble..."

"Uh, what do you mean by that?" Lei Luo became alert.

This was exactly the reaction Shi Zhijian wanted. Despite Lei Luo's camaraderie, Shi Zhijian knew him well—greedy for five hundred million, willing to abandon even his closest relatives for profit.

"My late father said that the benefactor's territory might soon be moved."

"Moved where?" Lei Luo's territory was Tsim Sha Tsui, one of the most lucrative areas in Hong Kong. He was unwilling to move under any circumstances.

"Yuen Long!"

"What?" Lei Luo was almost fuming, "Is your father really that clairvoyant, or just spouting nonsense!"

Yuen Long was in the New Territories, which was the countryside in this era, with no profit to be made!

Being assigned to manage this area was like being exiled to the frontier. Lei Luo, who was currently in high spirits, wouldn't believe Shi Zhijian's late father.

Shi Zhijian smiled, "Believe it or not, it's up to you. I hope my father is wrong. How could Chief Lei, who is so wise and valiant, lose his power?"

As he looked at the furious Lei Luo, Shi Zhijian recalled the movie "The Story of Chief Inspector Lei Lo" he had seen in his previous life. This year, the four major inspectors were in fierce competition, especially Yan Xiong and Lei Luo, vying for the top spot among the Chinese inspectors.

In the end, Chief Inspector Yan Xiong, with his good background, high seniority, and ability to speak English and flatter the British superiors, was preparing to kick out Lei Luo and monopolize the Kowloon Peninsula.

If he remembered correctly, it was happening in the next few days.

Lei Luo originally wanted to talk more with Shi Zhijian, but this "ghost prediction" completely ruined his mood. He didn't want to talk to Shi Zhijian anymore and directly had Chen Xijiu drive over, getting into the black Ford sedan with the "555" license plate.

...

In the car, Lei Luo was still fuming.

Chen Xijiu didn't dare to ask in detail, just honked and started the car.

Lei Luo said, "Has the money for the lard ointment been collected? Whether I can stay in Tsim Sha Tsui this time depends on whether those big shots are willing to pay up!"

"Lard ointment said they are working on it, but I heard that Yan Xiong is also preparing!"

"Yan Xiong? That old fox only knows how to kowtow to the foreigners, disgracing the people of Chaozhou!"

Chen Xigou didn't say anything.

In fact, Lei Luo had always been his idol—coming from Chaozhou, with a low background, yet rising to the position of Chinese inspector and becoming a strong competitor to Chief Inspector Yan Xiong. This alone was enough to be inspiring.

"No, I still need to visit Liu Fu's line! Although he has retired, his connections are still strong!" Lei Luo said, "Tomorrow, prepare a large golden peach for me. I need to wish Chief Liu a happy birthday in advance!"

"Sure, Brother Luo!"

Liu Fu was the most senior Chinese inspector, with extensive connections. Initially, Yan Xiong was promoted by Liu Fu, and Lei Luo was also promoted by Liu Fu.

It could be said that when Liu Fu was at his peak, he had immense power.

After venting his frustration, Lei Luo took out a business card from his pocket.

Chen Xijiu glanced at it in the rearview mirror but didn't say anything.

Shi Zhijian had previously asked Lei Luo for a business card, but Lei Luo, despite having it, was unwilling to give it.

Who was he?

Chief Inspector Lei Luo!

If just anyone could ask for his business card, it would be too cheap.

Lei Luo played with the gold-embossed card and suddenly said, "Stop the car!" He then flicked the card to Chen Xijiu, saying, "Go, give this business card to Shi Zhijian and tell him you found it in the car!"

Chen Xijiu didn't understand why Lei Luo was doing this but didn't ask. He was always meticulous, knowing when to ask and when to keep quiet.

As Chen Xijiu stopped the car and got out, Lei Luo leaned back in his seat and sighed deeply. Shi Zhijian's words had made him feel uneasy.

Although Lei Luo didn't believe in ghosts and spirits, he had just won money at the racetrack. Now, Shi Zhijian's late father said he would have bad luck. To be cautious, it was better to make friends with him.

A business card, after all, wasn't too much to give!

...

After parting ways with Lei Luo, Shi Zhijian sent Dumb Qiang to call a rickshaw and started calculating how to use the money in the bank.

If it were anyone else, they would buy a car and a house and live like a nouveau riche, enjoying life to the fullest.

Shi Zhijian despised this approach. Living off savings wasn't his style, especially with only thirty thousand, which, while a lot, was nothing to the truly wealthy. Therefore, the most important thing now was to find new investment opportunities to make more money!

As Shi Zhijian was calculating, he heard a commotion around him: "Look carefully, don't let that kid escape!"

"Shi Zhijian, you scoundrel, daring to trick me, you must be tired of living!"

Then he saw a large, muscular man with two henchmen blocking the racetrack exit, checking people as they came out.

"Oh no, it's Da Sheng Xiong!"

Shi Zhijian turned to look, and Da Sheng Xiong was also looking at him.

Their eyes met, and Da Sheng Xiong was slightly taken aback, then immediately shouted, "Scoundrel, where are you running? You stole my gold watch, I'll make you pay!"

Before Shi Zhijian could react, Da Sheng Xiong and his henchmen had already surrounded him from both sides.

"Run, why don't you run! If you can escape today, I'll change my name to yours!" Da Sheng Xiong and his men cornered Shi Zhijian against the wall.

"What are you going to do? Qiang, I need your help!" Dumb Qiang had called a rickshaw and, seeing Shi Zhijian in trouble, didn't run away but instead picked up a long bench from a roadside stall and ran over.

"Damn, another one who's not afraid to die!" Da Sheng Xiong spat on the ground.

Shi Zhijian told Dumb Qiang to put down the bench and turned to Da Sheng Xiong, "What do you want?!"

"What do I want? You stole my gold watch, how do you think we should settle this?"

"How do we settle it? You set the terms, and I'll follow them!"

"Haha, interesting!" Da Sheng Xiong sneered, "My watch cost me ten thousand dollars..."

Before Da Sheng Xiong could finish, Shi Zhijian interrupted, "Ten thousand is too little, at least twenty thousand!"

"Huh?" Da Sheng Xiong was taken aback, then laughed, "You're on the right track! Although I'm angry, if you can really come up with twenty thousand..."

Before Da Sheng Xiong could finish, Shi Zhijian interrupted again, "Sorry, you're wrong again—by twenty thousand, I mean you give me twenty thousand!"

"Huh?" Da Sheng Xiong was stunned, unsure if he had heard correctly.

The two henchmen also looked shocked, then burst into laughter, looking at Shi Zhijian as if he were a fool.

Da Sheng Xiong laughed so hard his stomach hurt, pointing at Shi Zhijian's nose, "What did you say? You stole my Rolex, and I'm chasing you for the money, but you want me to pay you twenty thousand?"

Shi Zhijian said seriously, "I'm giving you a chance, take it or leave it. Otherwise, the price will go up!"

"Go to hell!" Da Sheng Xiong was furious, pulling out an axe from his waist, ready to kill Shi Zhijian.

But—

Before Da Sheng Xiong could raise his axe, a gun was pointed at his forehead, and a cold voice said, "Go ahead, do it! Do you think I won't shoot your head off?!"