Hong Kong Island Old Events

"You're talking to me so much, you're not asking me, an old man, to fight the CIB for you, are you?" Chen Li squeezed out the cigarette butt, picked up the tea cup, and refused: "Don't even think about it! I can handle it. You can't stand the swords and guns of ghost guys."

"hehe."

"Master." He Dingxian said kindly: "How can I let you fight in the ring? I'm just a Chinese inspector in CIB. I have worked under you before. I hope you can try to connect with me."

Chen Li thought thoughtfully: "If I don't go look for it myself, I'm afraid that others will find out. I have to drag them into the water first."

He Dingxian chuckled: "It's important to be on guard against others. After all, in Gui Lao's department, it's faster to communicate with Gui Lao than with us."

"good."

Chen Li said cheerfully: "It's okay to ask others to work hard, but you must always give them a chance to do something small."

As He Dingxian directly contacts the CIB police, there is a high probability that he will get the support of the Chinese police, but this will lose the surprise. Let Chen Li contact the CIB police from another level, and it will be even more unexpected.

"Thank you, Master." He Dingxian raised the tea cup and replaced the wine with tea.

Two days later.

Chen Li was sitting in a food stall, pointing at a pot of roast goose with his chopsticks, and said: "Jian Ming, I brought Huang Kee roast goose specially from Yau Ma Tei, want to try it?"

"Thank you, Brother Li." Fang Jianming hurriedly picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of goose meat, moved his index finger, took a bite and said: "It's delicious!"

Chen Li said with a smile: "I remember when you were making military uniforms in Yau Ma Tei, your favorite thing was to eat Huang Kee's roast goose. You would buy two or three a week. People who didn't know better thought you were going to pick up other people's daughters."

Fang Jianming's mind showed the appearance of a young girl, and he smiled shyly: "The boss thinks that I wear a military uniform and refuses to marry his daughter to me."

"Damn it." Chen Li puffed on his cigarette and said, "You damn girl are here to pick up someone else's daughter!"

Fang Jianming chuckled and said, "It's a thing of the past."

"Yes, you now not only carry a gun, but also a Chinese police inspector from the intelligence department. You are different from the past. You are much stronger than an old bone like me." Chen Li blew out and teased: "Have you still dated the boss's daughter? ?”

Fang Jianming smiled and didn't respond. Chen Li could tell by looking at his expression that although the two of them didn't succeed back then, they did a lot of things in private. Fang Jianming said: "Brother Li actually remembers so many things about me. Back then, Without Li Ge’s support, I wouldn’t have been able to join the plainclothes team.”

"Brother Li, what do you want from me?"

He was a uniformed police officer in Yau Ma Tei earlier than Ho Ting-yin. Later, he was appreciated by the boss of the Chamber of Commerce and recommended to work as a plainclothes officer in Causeway Bay, which was regarded as working under Gao Yongsheng. After working in circles for five or six years, he was transferred to the Criminal Intelligence Unit as a plainclothes captain.

"It's nothing serious." Chen Li flicked the ashes from his cigarette without hiding it. He took out a newspaper from his arms, pointed to the top page, and said loudly: "The intelligence team is better informed."

"I want to ask you to find out who the boss is behind this."

Fang Jianming's eyes fell on the newspaper and saw a piece of business news. He frowned slightly, wiped his hands and picked up the newspaper. There is a news in the newspaper about the expansion of the Chinese Cemetery on Hong Kong Island. The cemetery will be doubled in size on the original site to accommodate additional memorial tablets. The application has been approved by the Secretary for Civil Affairs and a 200-acre surrounding land will be demolished.

"The Chinese Cemetery is under the management of the Chinese Cemetery Committee. The honorary chairman is the Chief Secretary for Administration of Chinese Civil Affairs, and most of the committee members are presidents of various chambers of commerce."

"Brother Li."

"The body of the elderly at home"

Chen Li smiled: "It has been buried in the mainland for a long time!"

Fang Jianmin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then why are you investigating the news about the expansion of the cemetery?"

Chen Lidao: "I happen to own an old house in the demolition plot. Last month, the cemetery committee deliberately set fire to the house in order to demolish it. Not only did it burn down my house, but also burned down several fellow villagers."

Fang Jianmin frowned and looked at his old boss, thinking constantly in his mind.

Chen Li continued: "So, I want to find out whose idea it was to relocate, who started the fire, and who was involved behind the scenes."

Although the Chinese Cemetery was originally a non-profit public welfare organization, just to fight for a burial ground for the Chinese to bury the martyrs of the Revolution of 1911, but since the establishment of the Cemetery Management Committee and the participation of the Chinese Chief Secretary for Administration, many things have changed. Got the taste.

The committee has already used the ashes to make money, and even built an ash tower without giving them a piece of land, and made a lot of money by selling the ashes. An ashes site can be priced at tens of thousands of dollars, and the last layer of skin is peeled off the dead body.

There were still free public cemeteries back then, but they were exclusive to high-class Chinese, celebrities and gentry. Because hiding celebrities in the cemetery can improve the commercial properties of the cemetery, and it is no longer news that British capital is behind the Chinese permanent cemetery.

Ghost guys have always been living, growing up, sick and dying, all trying to make a profit.

Since a big shot might be involved behind the scenes, it seemed only natural that given Li Ge's status, he would ask the intelligence team to investigate step by step.

"good!"

"It's okay just to check." Fang Jianmin hesitated for a moment and agreed. After all, it is just to check for clues, and there is no need to take action. Just hand over the information to the criminal team. Whether Li Ge wants revenge or swallows his anger is his decision alone.

Whether it was out of respect for Brother Li or out of his identity as a Chinese police officer, he had no reason or ability to reject Brother Li.

"Thank you, Jianmin." Chen Li forced a smile on his wrinkled face, raised his glass and said, "I saw you right!"

Fang Jianmin said with a smile: "Brother Li always sees people with accurate eyes, and everyone in the world knows it."

"Hehehe" Chen Li raised his head and drank beer with a smile on his face.

Tai Kwun.

Operations Division, Office of the Inspector General.

He Dingxian was sitting on a chair, reading a document carefully. After a moment, he folded a corner of the document and threw it to his right hand side. By chance, a dog-eared newspaper was pressed under the document. Through the edge of the newspaper, you could vaguely see the news report on the demolition of the Chinese cemetery.

In a department where a ghost is in power, if you want to seize power, you cannot go against the ghost. The Chinese police officers in the department must be promoted to higher positions. Only when the Chinese police officers are in higher positions can the power of the department be in their hands.

After he became the director of operations, he rarely saw specific cases on the front line. Most of the reports submitted were closed cases. The crime rate on Hong Kong Island reached a record low, and the case closure rate remained 100% all year round. It was a prosperous scene.

Unless he intentionally intervenes in individual cases or provides operational command on the front line, the command authority of the operations director is basically useless. It's not that the power has been emptied out, it's that the lowly agent is no longer capable! In fact, the command authority set up by Gui Lao in the Operations Department was only used at critical moments to interfere with the work of the frontline Chinese police. This was a legal backdoor. For example, if Gui Lao wants to catch a wanted criminal who is being protected by Inspector Hua, he can ask the Operations Department to intervene and mobilize agents from other districts to take action.

It's a pity that the Chinese police at the bottom are already monolithic, and it is difficult for the ghost guys to order them based on legal principles alone. On the contrary, it makes it more convenient for He Dingxian to control the police force of any district at any time and intervene in any case. Therefore, what he fears most is that there is no case. If there is no case, he can only find a case.

With a 100% crime detection rate in Hong Kong, there are no cases for the chief to handle. Isn’t it a slap in the face for the chief to solve the case? No wonder the ghost guys have been fed and fed to become fat and strong, covered with fat.

Fortunately, the operations department functions as a command center, and all district case closure reports, personnel transfers in the operations department, and all kinds of information will be summarized.

He Dingxian has fewer opportunities to act and uses his brain more and more. He has more visible information and can better control the overall situation. After all, the Criminal Intelligence Unit is also under the jurisdiction of the Operations Division. Although it is directly under the Deputy Director of Operations, the intelligence will be distributed to various departments, including the Operations Department, the Crime Squad, the Triad Investigation Section, etc.

Senior Superintendent Baode, who is in charge of the Criminal Intelligence Group, has a professional eavesdropping team, tracking team, and informant team, totaling nearly a hundred people. Not only is he a real power police officer, but he is also a confidant of Police Commissioner McIntosh.

Because, as McIntosh is the Commissioner of Police, when deploying personnel, he was not limited to the management and operations departments early on. Therefore, when the Criminal Intelligence Group was first established, it was a force affiliated with the government faction.

Management and action are differences between departments, which can change due to job transfers and different circumstances. The military and government factions have different political roots and origins, which will accompany a bureaucrat for life.

"big boss."

"The chief executive of Citibank wants to meet with you and talk to you in person." Qiu De even called and said that Citibank was the famous American-owned foreign bank.

After the end of World War II, American capital became the fastest growing and most profitable capital group in the world. The financial business in the Asia-Pacific region is led by Citi. Only a few years after Citi returned to Asia-Pacific, it has already acquired 20% of the shares of the Yau Ma Tei Ferry Company. If you want to win the Yau Ma Tei Ferry Company, you cannot bypass Citi. .

"Can you do it tonight?" He Dingxian decided on a time.

Qiu Degeng said: "Okay, I will contact Citigroup's senior team immediately."

In the eyes of Chinese bosses, Citigroup, HSBC, and Swire are all the same. Do ghosts still think they are British and American? Will the British help you when the Americans hit you? Don’t even think about it! But the shares of Yau Ma Tei Ferry are far better in the hands of Citibank than in the hands of HSBC.

After all, the Wharf Group is a British-owned company and has always been strongly supported by HSBC Bank. The Star Ferry Company is also affiliated with Wharf. Ho Ting-hsien has a chance to get the Yau Ma Tei Ferry from American investors, but it is impossible to get a small share of Yau Ma Tei Ferry from British investors.

Garcia, the senior manager of Citigroup, seemed to be very excited about the visit of Sir He Dingxian. When he saw Mr. He bowing down at the Peninsula Hotel, his face was full of enthusiasm.

"Mr. He, this is my business card." He handed over the business card with both hands and said aloud: "We at Citi are very happy to cooperate with a powerful firm like Mr. He. I can sell the stock price of Yau Ma Tei Ferry at the market price. "

"Oh?" He Dingxian took the business card, glanced at it, handed it to Ni Kun beside him, and said in surprise: "Sir, I have become a powerful person in your eyes? I am a good-looking person, but I can't afford to joke. !”