Something happened? Yang Jun didn't ask much on the phone; the privacy of the current big brother phone isn't great, and it's easy for the police to monitor it, so Yang Jun went straight to the Carnival Night Club.
Upon arriving at the nightclub, he indeed found that there were significantly fewer guests than before, with five out of ten tables empty.
“Brother Jun, our nightclub has been raided several times, and guests have had their IDs checked; many familiar faces are too scared to come.”
Fei Long's expression was grim; he was also disgusted by Huang Zhi Cheng for using such underhanded tactics.
“Damn, Huang Zhi Cheng is so shameless; what does checking the IDs of illegal immigrants have to do with the serious crimes unit?”
“Brother Jun, what should we do now? The police come twice a day, and the guests are scared away.”
Yang Jun finally understood why business had dropped so much; the cops checking IDs every day would certainly put off these big bosses, who are all prominent figures and wouldn't be in a good mood.
With that, it would be strange if business was good!
Dammit, this Huang Zhi Cheng is taking revenge; a fierce glint flashed in Yang Jun's eyes.
At the Hong Kong Island Police Headquarters, Serious Crimes Unit.
The Serious Crimes Unit is divided into Groups A and B, with Inspector Huang Zhi Cheng as the overall head of the unit.
“Haha! Inspector, your move is too vicious; Yang Jun must be dumbfounded right now.”
“Huang Inspector is indeed impressive; letting this pretty boy Jun be so arrogant, we must show them a thing or two.”
Inspector Chen Guozhong from Group A found it very enjoyable, but Inspector Ma Jun from Group B frowned and remained silent!
“This is just an appetizer; we still need to find evidence of Yang Jun's crimes.”
Ever since the nightclub was publicly humiliated, Huang Zhi Cheng had become obsessed! He stopped investigating the Ni family and focused solely on Yang Jun's case.
“Inspector, this Yang Jun is too cunning; he cleans up after every crime, and the forensic clues we have are very limited!”
“I've heard some rumors in the underworld; although the boss B was killed by a big shot, the real mastermind is Yang Jun.”
“No way? Yang Jun is so ruthless, even killing his own boss?”
The crowd began to chatter, but there wasn't a single useful clue; it was all just hearsay and rumors from the underworld!
Huang Zhi Cheng couldn't take it anymore; there was no useful content at all.
“Guozhong, continue investigating the case of Boss B's death, as well as the murders of Shan Ji and Chao Pi.”
“Yes, Huang Sir.”
Huang Zhi Cheng was decisive in his actions; after announcing the meeting adjourned, he left the police station and took a taxi alone to a bathhouse run by a friend of his.
Huang Zhi Cheng walked into a bathing room he was familiar with and soaked in the hot tub.
After waiting for ten minutes, a young man dressed like a small-time thug walked in, looking strikingly similar to the star Liang Chao Wei, just slightly less attractive than the big boss in the books.
“Damn! Why did we meet here this time?”
Chen Yong Ren took off his shirt, revealing a double eagle tattoo on his chest, and slowly sat in the water next to Huang Zhi Cheng.
“The rooftop isn't safe anymore; how have you been doing under Ni Yong Xiao lately?”
There were only two people in the room, and Huang Zhi Cheng wasn't worried about privacy leaks; this place was safer than the rooftop.
“He doesn't suspect me; I've slowly gained his trust.”
Chen Yong Ren forced a smile; he had been undercover in the Ni family for three years, but he still couldn't get involved in their affairs.
“So there's no progress? Are you messing with me?”
“You have to remember, you are a police officer!”
Huang Zhi Cheng was starting to doubt; this Chen Yong Ren might have defected, after all, being undercover among his own family, and Ni Yong Xiao treated him well, making it hard to guarantee that Chen Yong Ren hadn't developed any ulterior motives.
Upon hearing this, Chen Yong Ren's eyes turned red, and he shouted:
“What are you saying? I'm undercover; it could cost me my life!”
“If I act too proactively, the Ni family will suspect me.”
“Also, my current identity is that of a small-time thug; are you trying to get me killed by reminding me I'm a police officer?”
“I even shout in my dreams, ‘Put down the gun, I'm a police officer!!!’”
“Are you satisfied now? Ahhh!”
Seeing Chen Yong Ren's strong reaction, Huang Zhi Cheng felt relieved; this foolish kid hadn't defected and could still be used to charge into battle for him.
“Calm down! I believe you are pure.”
“Ah Ren, I really didn't misjudge you; I need to ask you something.”
“What do you know about Yang Jun from Lian Sheng? This person is notorious, with many lives on his hands, as ruthless as Ni Yong Xiao.”
Pretty boy Jun? Chen Yong Ren had certainly heard of him; although he mingled in Tsim Sha Tsui, the name of Pretty Boy Jun from Causeway Bay had long echoed throughout Hong Kong and Macau.
“I know a bit! But not much; this person is very wealthy, but no one knows where his money comes from!”
“However, I once heard Mr. Ni say that Pretty Boy Jun is involved in arms dealing and is not to be trifled with!”
Arms dealing? Huang Zhi Cheng's eyes lit up; this was a major case!
Yang Jun committing murder, robbery, and arms trading—if any of these crimes were solved, it would be enough for him to be promoted to senior inspector.
“Really? Are you sure Yang Jun is involved in the arms case?”
Huang Zhi Cheng was excited; he knew he was finally going to catch a big fish, as arms cases could rival drug cases and were always the top targets for the Hong Kong police.
“I only heard Ni Yong Xiao mention it; I don't know the specific factory location or who the trading partners are!”
Huang Zhi Cheng patted Chen Yong Ren's shoulder, excitedly saying:
“Ah Ren, please investigate this for me; if you find any clues, I can apply for your reinstatement.”
“Don't start! You've said that over nine thousand times already.”
Chen Yong Ren had become immune to it; three years and three years, nearly ten years of being undercover, even he knew not to trust his superior's words.
“Ah Ren, trust me, this is the last time!”
In the end, Chen Yong Ren nodded, forcing a smile:
“I'll trust you one last time; I'm leaving now! I'll notify you if I find any news.”
Chen Yong Ren put on his clothes and left the bathhouse without looking back, passing by A Ji and three others at the door.
Due to A Ji wearing all white with sunglasses and sporting a tuft of yellow hair, Chen Yong Ren couldn't help but glance at him a couple more times.
Inside the bathhouse, Huang Zhi Cheng hummed a little tune, clearly in a good mood!
Yang Jun's case was likely about to come to light; he planned to start with the arms factory. As long as he caught a small fry from the factory, it could lead back to the mastermind, Yang Jun.
“Yang Jun, you're finished!”