Chapter 363: Senior Detective

"How's it going? Is everything solved? And how's that bastard Du Yushan doing?"

While Wang Yan was taking care of a bunch of kids and half way through breakfast, Miss Bai, who still had beautiful curves in silk pajamas, yawned and sat on the table.

Of course she knew about the huge movement during the day yesterday, but she didn't know about it at night. But she didn't worry too much. On the one hand, she knew that her men could fight, and on the other hand, she knew that Wang Yan was now the eldest brother of nearly half of the Chinese police officers and would definitely not go into battle in person. Only then could she sleep so peacefully and even rely on bed.

If she had known that Wang Yan not only personally led the attack, but was also chopped down by two knives and killed by three guns, she probably wouldn't be so lazy and would have to think about it for ten and a half days.

Of course, even if you hide it, you can't hide it for long. After all, yesterday's incident was such a big deal, let it ferment this morning, and by the afternoon both black and white will know about his heroic deeds yesterday.

"Brother Yan will take action personally and of course he will solve it. Du Yushan should be buried by now."

"That bastard should have died long ago."

The second daughter Xiaoyue raised her head: "Mom, why are you a bastard? Why should you have died long ago?"

Miss Bai was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly explained: "Well...he is a bad guy. If we can't have fun playing happily, we must let him..."

"Mom is right, bad guys should have a unique name and a destination that they deserve. Come on, Xiaoyue, eat vegetables, don't just drink porridge."

Xiaoyue gritted her teeth and said, "Thank you, Dad."

"I want it too, I want it too." Seeing that their own father was helping their sister, without any share of their own, the third and fourth brothers agreed and pounded the table anxiously.

Xiaobai curled his lips. He felt that his two younger brothers were too childish...

Wang Yan happily served several children with dishes and chatted with them about random things. Of course, he didn't tell any jokes. The child was too young and he could be saved if he choked, but was it always the child who suffered? He just listens to what these little guys share, he listens carefully, and then expresses some small opinions to influence them.

As for Miss Bai's outspoken words, that's all. This was not the first time that she knew her mistake, and criticism was useless, she was so straightforward.

Children are very curious. Even if they are fooled by him now, they will definitely think about it in the future. But when she asks again next time, I believe that Miss Bai, a mother, has already thought about how to explain to her daughter.

‘Boom, boom, boom’

While the family was having a warm breakfast, there was a knock on the door. There was a muffled sound on the table. The nanny who had been looking after the children from time to time got up and ran to open the door.

As soon as I heard the sound of opening the door, there was a burst of cheerful footsteps. It was two brothers-in-law running over. After calling each other, they sat on the table without being greeted.

Faced with Wang Yan's greeting, Baifanyu waved his hand and looked at his two precious sons angrily: "We came here after breakfast, these two brats, it seems like I, the father, am treating them harshly. of."

In the past few years, Baifanyu has not added any new members, because the old boy has not exercised much restraint since he had a son, and he is still living like before, drinking and partying every night. In his words, this life is enough. If you have a son, you will not be short of money, your daughter will marry well, and your son-in-law will be great. Even if he dies, someone will take care of your son in the future, and his mission has been completed. So now this old boy, apart from looking after the old man, is just playing.

The most critical two years have been when Wang Yan has gained momentum. As the father-in-law, the noodles with rice and fish are very sufficient. Few people dared to tease him originally, but now with Wang Yan's bonus, it's even more of a Chinese boss. Therefore, everything will be successful and smooth, and there will be no worries.

Whether you bring him alive or not, this old boy has to be able to see clearly.

"We have many kids, let's have fun together." Wang Yan shook his head and smiled. He didn't keep his father-in-law waiting for too long. He quickly finished his breakfast and followed his father-in-law to a private pavilion outside the door to sit and smoke.

"I heard you were shot yesterday?"

"Um."

Baifanyu smoked a big cigar and blew out the smoke: "Didn't you go and talk to Huang Shengwei? How do you end it?"

"Du Yushan committed suicide and compensated me for a loss of 20 million..." Wang Yan explained to his father-in-law in detail, including the situation of the fourteenth card, his concerns, etc.

"You're right, it's good now. With the 20 million from Shika Ka, not only is it enough to compensate for the factory's losses, but it's also enough to give to the ghost guy. There are still a few million left, not to mention making a lot of money. It's not a loss." Bai Fanyu asked, "Will there be any problems if you are promoted to Inspector this time? Once you become Inspector, Yan Tong and the others will no longer be able to suppress you. Instead, you will start to deal with them. Can they be willing?"

"What can I do if I don't give in? I rely on my upright strength, but I have never made any small moves with them. If they are ignorant this time and jump up and down, I won't be lenient. And the ghost guy is not stupid either. Once I showed my strength in the police force, they couldn’t help it.”

"Okay, don't be polite to me if you need it." Baifanyu nodded and sighed: "I know you look down on my family background, but that's what I worked hard for for more than 20 years. Ayan Now, I never thought that it only took more than six years for your kid to get to where he is today, alone, starting from scratch, that’s amazing.”

"So what if I'm awesome? I'm still so fascinated by your baby girl that I'm willing to call you daddy?"

"Am I better then?" Baifanyu laughed heartily.

…

After a night of summarizing the situation in various places, Wang Yan also had a specific grasp of the current situation.

Compared with the original riot, more than 400 rioters were injured, 59 died, and more than 100 police officers were injured. This time, he suppressed it even more severely, with more than 800 injured, 128 dead, and more than 200 police officers injured. This number of casualties is almost double the original number, making the riot, which was already the worst in Hong Kong and Kowloon, even worse.

Of course, this does not count the follow-up of the original riot, otherwise the casualties of the entire incident would not be much different from this time. However, now he suppressed it in one day and completely solved it, and did not let the riot expand. Let's not talk about good or bad things. Anyway, it was done. It is in his current interests, so it is a good thing.

He can now talk directly with Grantham and Maxwell. Of course, it is not based on his position in the police force, but on his identity as the richest Chinese businessman in Hong Kong and Kowloon. Although most of the workers under this rich businessman are family members of police officers in the police force, family members are also citizens, so it is also employment, but it is not a big deal if they have ambitions. After all, even if they are not in the police force, it is reasonable for a simple businessman to recruit family members of police officers to work. Although Longteng has close business dealings with domestic companies, it is all within the rules. The foreign devils can only be more vigilant.

Wang Yan has never concealed his ambition to climb up in the police force, and everything is on the table. This time, there was no authorization from the superiors, and nearly a thousand police officers were pulled out to suppress the riots. Several senior foreign devil leaders came to endorse them, which they could not help but respect.

So he was too lazy to cover up when it came to this point. He went directly to the headquarters of the island and reported the situation to Maxwell several levels above. Of course, reporting to higher levels has always been a taboo in the officialdom, and he still called a series of foreign devil leaders above in advance. Maxwell received a detailed summary of the situation and reported it to Governor Grantham, who had given up his beautiful vacation and rushed back urgently. Grantham discussed with the acting governor and other senior officials of the Hong Kong government how to deal with the aftermath and how to report to the higher authorities.

The left and right factions have some friction every year, and the same is true in factories. Some unions are clear-cut and do not allow hostile people to work. As the largest Chinese businessman in Hong Kong and Kowloon, the factories under Wang Sheng's Longteng have had conflicts in this regard before. The families of Chinese police officers are also inclined, and with someone secretly plotting, his union has also made trouble, but it has been stable later.

This kind of thing happens every year. This year, it was because of the instigation of various people, and maybe Wang was too arrogant, so it made a big fuss.

In fact, it doesn't matter what the reason for the outbreak of this riot is, who is behind it, and what hatred and grudges there are. Because he recovered the losses and gave him credit to become a detective, that's enough.

As for those old bastards hiding behind him, they can't have any impact on him at all. Otherwise, these people wouldn't be secretly messing with him behind his back. They are all small trash that can't be put on the table. With the development of Longteng and the rise of his status in the police force, even if he doesn't deliberately target them, these people will be eliminated. It is the natural law of survival of the fittest.

Speaking of the considerations of the upper level, it has nothing to do with him. Anyway, he just listened to Maxwell's instructions and began to order the detectives and sergeants of other police stations to try the thousands of people detained in the police station, and finally reported the results, and he summarized and reported them to the upper level.

Zhuyouzi was responsible for logistics, supplying unlimited food and beverages to the police officers of each police station to ensure that the police officers who worked diligently for him would not go hungry.

He really didn't mean to expand, just following the clues normally, and finally arrested a few 14-card gangsters who were pushed out to take the blame, arrested some 14-card gangster leaders in various areas, and swept a few places and that was it. The rest, naturally, would be handled by the 14-card people themselves, so he didn't need to worry about it.

In the end, Grantham still reported as he had originally done, pointing out that there was no evidence that the incident was premeditated, and characterizing the incident as a hooligan nuisance crime, provoking social order, and taking advantage of the opportunity to commit lawlessness.

A month after the riot, on November 15, the weather was fine.

At the Kowloon Regional Police Station, a number of black and white cars, which were extremely luxurious in this era, stopped at the door of the police station. A group of Chinese people in suits and ties with different expressions adjusted the wrinkles on their expensive handmade suits and walked into the police station.

At this moment, the same black car stopped. As soon as the car stopped, the passenger door opened quickly, and a fat man who looked a little strong ran out of the car and opened the back door.

Under the gazes of the crowd, a shiny leather shoe stepped on the ground, and then the tall owner of the shoe bent down and got out of the car. His hair matched his shoes, and was shiny. He adjusted the wrinkles of his suit like the previous people, patted the strong fat man on the shoulder, and walked confidently towards the police station under the gaze of the crowd.

This man was of course Wang Yan. Today he was called to attend the monthly regular meeting of detectives, and because they were plainclothes detectives, they were not issued uniforms, so they wore suits to the meeting. Of course, there was no color requirement, it all depended on the mood.

There was no need to say much about the strong fat man who opened the car door for him, he was undoubtedly a fat boy. This kid said that it was a big day for the promotion to detective, and as a loyal younger brother, he had to accompany him. They arrived in Kowloon Tong early in the morning and came together after breakfast.

Seeing Wang Yan coming this way, a group of detectives stopped. At this time, regardless of whether they were in a group or not, those who felt they were in a lower position would call out "Brother Yan" to say hello. Only the few people in front did not speak.

"What, Brother Tong? Chief Lan? Don't you recognize him?"

Yan Tong twitched the corner of his mouth and laughed: "How is that possible? Brother Wang, let me first congratulate you on being promoted to detective."

"Yes, I wish you congratulations in advance." Lan Gang also bowed his hand: "You have done a great thing this time, and you finally got what you wanted."

"It's also thanks to the detectives. Without your care, I might have become a detective long ago."

"Brother Wang is joking." Yan Tong's expression remained unchanged, and he changed the subject with a smile: "But as an elder brother, I still have to blame you. Why didn't you think about your brothers during the previous riots? Let's take the credit together."

"It's meaningless for you to say that, Brother Tong. At that time, I called other detectives in Cheung Sha Wan and Kowloon. They all agreed and no one came. If I remember correctly, they were all you and Detective Lan. "Is that someone?" Wang Yan patted him on the shoulder: "I heard that you have a good relationship with Huang Shengwei?"

"What did Brother Wang say? Everyone is here to get rich, and Hong Kong and Kowloon are not very big. Isn't it normal to get to know each other? If we say we have a good relationship... I also have a good relationship with the bosses whose names are prefixed with and. The relationship with the people in the walled city is even better, so don’t be slanderous.”

Although Yan Tong behaved very naturally, Wang Yan was still keenly aware of the imperceptible dodge in his eyes.

Ignoring it, Wang Yan turned to stare at the detective: "What about you? How is your relationship with Huang Shengwei?"

Not surprisingly, the answer he got was that no one would admit this question.

In fact, he just asked a tentative question. As the saying goes, the enemy of his enemy is his friend. In places he didn't know, there were many friends of Yan Tong and others. However, Yan Tong is a very tough gangster, and it is normal for him to have contact with Fourteen Cards other than charging fees. It's hard to say for others, as they were prepared after all, but Yan Tong's reaction fully demonstrated that he was responsible for it this time.

"Everyone, go in. Don't keep the officer waiting." Wang Yan chuckled, turned around and walked in first. Of course, there will be the embarrassment of not knowing the way here for the first time, but Chen Tong and Zeng Rongjiang are both detectives, and there are other detectives who have joined us over the years, so there is no way it will be embarrassing.

In a conference room on the second floor, Wang Yan casually found a seat and sat down. Sitting next to him were Chen Tong and Zeng Rongjiang. The other detectives also sat in groups in a tacit agreement.

There are not many detectives. After all, they are divided into so many districts. In some places, there are multiple detectives. There are nearly 60 people in various areas. What these 60 people represent are the collective interests of the nearly 10,000 Chinese police officers in the police force. But it's a pity that the people here are fighting among themselves, most of them are just trying to be dogs for others.

It can be seen at a glance that now only Yan Tong, Lan Gang and three other people are left in the power struggle among Inspector Hua. In addition, the two chief detectives are not among the five elements. They have reached their end and are getting older. They just want to make money and don't care about other things. The former Liu Fu is now the Chief Inspector of Kowloon and will be retiring within a few years.

Of course, he, Wang, is also a mountaintop, and he has the most people surrounding him. Counting himself, there were twenty-six people, and nearly half of the detectives were hanging out with him. It can also be seen from this that of the nearly 10,000 Chinese police officers in the police force, nearly 5,000 are at his disposal. It can also be seen that in Longteng's factories, based on a family of four, there are at least 20,000 police officers and their family members working in the factory. The current population of Hong Kong and Kowloon is less than three million.

If you include the family members of other disciplinary forces personnel, then almost one out of every 100 people works for Longteng. On the other hand, this data also shows how powerful he is in Hong Kong and Kowloon, and how much he is hated by people.

Yan Tong and others had to be tied together to compete with him. Perhaps this is why Yan Tong couldn't hold back, because he felt the crisis. Their finances are getting worse and worse. It is getting harder and harder to rely on the black money collected and the profits of the factory. It is understandable that they want to take shortcuts. After all, the simplest and most effective way to solve a problem is to get rid of the person with the problem. There is no doubt that the most problematic person is Mr. Wang. If not him, who will do it?

In fact, he is not that ruthless. Relatively speaking, the quality of his detectives is not high. Most of them are weak players. They have no luck and are still much worse than Yan Tong's group. But what he values ​​​​is never oil and water, but the allegiance of the lower-level Chinese police officers and the influence it brings. This is the key.

After waiting for a while, the director of the Criminal Investigation Division, with the rank of assistant director, full name William Karp came in with a chief superintendent, two senior superintendents, four superintendents, and an interpreter. He has light yellow curly hair and blue eyes. Because foreign devils have big frames, he looks very strong and tall. He has a beard and wears the same green uniform as a military policeman, but with the title of police officer on the shoulder straps. Too much too high. The same goes for how other people dress.

Looking at this group of foreign devils, Wang Yan couldn't help but once again thought about changing the uniforms of the police force...

William and the other foreign devils walked to the table in the front row. A group of detectives stood up in unison, saluted, and chanted 'morning sir! ’.

Glancing at Wang Yan, who was standing in the front row, and looking at the different camps that had not changed due to Wang Yan's arrival, William couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes, and then said "morning" and saluted with the other foreign devils. Finally, everyone sat down in tacit agreement.

"According to the instructions of the director, we will summarize and reflect on the riots last month, and make some requirements for everyone involved..."

Summarizing experience and lessons is something that has been done by all dynasties at home and abroad. There is nothing new. The translator told those present what the foreign Japanese had said. This group of detectives, who acted fairly and seemed very serious, listened.

Including Wang Yan, no one cared about what the foreign devils were summarizing. They just listened to the foreign devils chattering and wandering.

William was holding a piece of paper in front of him and reading, occasionally raising his head to talk about other things. His chattering was very annoying. It wasn't until the details of the process and results of the riot, as well as future work requirements and current work tasks were explained in detail, that everyone became more energetic and knew that serious business was coming.

"Okay, that's enough about the riots. I hope everyone can pay attention in the future to avoid similar incidents from happening again. Now, let's talk about personnel changes."

William took a sip of water, glanced around the crowd, and continued: "Wang Yan organized this riot in time, controlled the scale of the riot, and did not allow it to spread and cause greater losses. He has made great contributions. Therefore, from Starting from next week, Wang Yan will be transferred to Tsim Sha Tsui Inspector. The former Tsim Sha Tsui Inspector will be transferred to Pat Heung, and the former Inspector Pat Heung will retire..."

Yan Tong was not in the mood to listen to what was going on behind him. He looked gloomily at Wang Yan, who was not far away with his legs crossed and a smile on his lips. That smile was mockery in his eyes.

The Tsim Sha Tsui detective was his man and was now transferred to Pat Heung. Pat Heung is a subordinate of Yuen Long, and Yuen Long is full of Wang Yan's factories. You can tell that everyone working there is filled with Wang Yan's people. Now that his subordinates have been transferred there to serve as mascots, they are unable to direct them, let alone make money. It is possible to declare this subordinate useless in advance, unless he is willing to spend money to help his subordinates make a comeback and replace others, but that is really not easy.

The blow was not only the loss of a lucrative territory like Tsim Sha Tsui, but more importantly, he was not informed of the transfer in advance and failed to retain his men. This was a huge blow to his prestige and the interest groups headed by him. Huge blow. After all, he was the eldest brother, and now his subordinate was screwed, and he couldn't keep it. If he couldn't dismount Wang Yan's detective and transfer that subordinate, then how could he guarantee the safety of others? So what do other people think? What if Wang Yan messes with them next?

He has a total of seven detectives, including eight of his own. Now that one of them has been killed, the remaining six must have thoughts about him, and there must be disunity within them. At the same time, Lan Gang and other detectives who are still insisting, and his allies' subordinates, seeing the situation of his subordinates, must be in danger, shake the morale of the army, and break up their alliance.

As long as Wang Yan extends an olive branch, maybe they will change the door and directly hollow them out. When the time comes, they will be alone and have no choice but to wait for death.

After thinking about all the unfavorable situations, Yan Tong couldn't help but sincerely greet the eighteenth generation of Mr. Wang's ancestors in his heart...

Thanks to the two big brothers of (East of the Wilderness) and (Dui Mian Tai Mountain Top) for their continued support.

I would like to express my daily gratitude to the good brothers who vote monthly for their support.

Thank you to all the brothers who recommended me for your support,

Thanks to the big brothers who read silently for their support.