pdf-ebookys [004] Han Chen got anxious.
[004] Han Chen got anxious.
While Liu Jianming was "breaking through the barriers".
Tsim Sha Tsui, Golden Wind Nightclub.
This is Han Chen's hideout. Upstairs from the nightclub, Han Chen designed a secret room where he usually stays and remotely controls his criminal group.
Chen Yongren, who escaped back here with Sha Qiang, can be considered to have overcome one of the challenges.
However, although he was temporarily out of danger of his identity being exposed, Chen Yongren's mood remained extremely heavy.
At this moment, his mind was filled with Huang Zhicheng's unseeing eyes, until:
"Aren! Aren!"
"What is it?"
Sha Qiang's shouts brought Chen Yongren back to his senses.
"What's wrong with you? You've looked so distracted ever since we came out of the Zhuoneng Center. Brother Chen wants us to go in and question you one by one. Let's coordinate our statements first..."
Sha Qiang lowered his voice, but before he could finish speaking, Chen Yongren interrupted him guiltily, "Reconcile statements? What do you mean?"
"Ah Ren, my name is Sha Qiang, but I'm not really stupid. It's good that you were here this afternoon."
Upon hearing Sha Qiang's words, Chen Yongren's pupils constricted sharply. Then he heard Sha Qiang whisper, "When we see Brother Chen later, we'll say we don't know anything. Not long after we entered Zhuoneng Center, Dilu told us to leave, and then we ran into the cops at the entrance."
"Silly Qiang, come here."
At this moment, Han Chen's voice reached Chen Yongren's ears. He glanced at Han Chen, who had a smile on his face as if nothing had happened, and then at Sha Qiang, who was secretly winking at him.
Chen Yongren quickly lowered his head, not daring to let anyone see the complicated look in his eyes.
Ring ring ring~
Just then, a cell phone rang.
"Da da, da da da..."
After pressing the answer button, a series of rhythmic, subtle tapping sounds reached his ears. His keen senses, honed by years of undercover work, prompted Chen Yongren to immediately begin translating the tapping sounds into Morse code.
After receiving the "callback" result, Chen Yongren hesitated for a moment, hung up the phone, and then quickly walked to a secluded corner to call back.
"Who are you?"
After the call connected, Chen Yongren immediately asked in a low voice.
"Inspector Chan, time is of the essence, so I'll get to the point. I'm also an undercover agent under Inspector Wong. This afternoon, I met with Inspector Wong on the rooftop of the Cheuk Nang Centre. He got into trouble because he was covering my escape. He's the one who told me about your identity."
Lin Haowen adjusted his voice again, as he couldn't let Chen Yongren recognize his identity yet.
"I've roughly figured out the location of Han Chen's stockpile, and that's probably why Han Chen went so far as to kill Inspector Wong..."
Before Lin Haowen could finish speaking, Chen Yongren couldn't help but interrupt, "Why should I believe you?"
"Based on what Inspector Wong told me about your identity, and because this is the last chance to bring down Han Chen, given that old fox's caution, he will soon run away from Hong Kong Island and never come back."
"What am I supposed to do?"
No matter who the other party was, Chen Yongren decided to trust him this once. He would never allow Han Chen to get away with it. Even if he died, he would drag Han Chen down to hell with him.
"The police will release information later to completely clear you of suspicion of being an undercover agent. Han Chen will definitely take action after that. Your task is to call the number 11859932, cooperate with the owner of this number, and catch Han Chen red-handed."
Chen Yongren held his phone in silence for a moment before softly saying, "Okay!"
Shortly after Chen Yongren hung up the phone, the door to the small room where Han Chen was located was opened.
"Ah Ren, come in!"
Han Chen looked at Chen Yongren and said with a smile.
"Okay, Brother Chen."
Chen Yongren composed himself, revealing no flaws.
……
More than an hour later, at six o'clock in the evening, in Liu Jianming's office.
"In the afternoon, a shooting occurred at the Cheung Kong Centre, resulting in the deaths of five assailants and injuries to several other assailants, police officers, and civilians."
"Police have confirmed that one of the victims was Superintendent Wong Chi-shing of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau. The motive for the murder is unclear, but police do not rule out the possibility of a revenge killing."
"Several triad members active in the Yau Tsim Mong district are currently wanted. The Police Force issued a statement expressing its deepest condolences for the death of Superintendent Wong Chi-shing..."
Liu Jianming sat in his office chair, quietly watching the news playing on the television screen.
'Knock knock knock~'
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"It's me, Officer Liu."
Big B's voice came from outside the door.
"Enter."
"Inspector Liu, Inspector Huang's belongings are all here."
Big B placed several evidence bags containing items such as cell phones and wallets in front of Liu Jianming.
After securing the case, Liu Jianming immediately notified Big B to bring Huang Zhicheng's belongings to him.
"Thank you, you can go ahead and get back to work."
Liu Jianming waved his hand, forcing a smile on his face.
After Big B left, Liu Jianming picked up Huang Zhicheng's phone and, as Lin Haowen had instructed, dialed back the last number Huang Zhicheng had spoken to.
"Da da da, da da da, da da da da..."
However, after the call was connected, a rhythmic tapping sound came from the phone's receiver.
A moment later, Liu Jianming seemed to have thought of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately picked up a pen and began to write on the paper.
Three minutes later.
"Beep beep beep~"
Hearing the busy tone from the receiver and looking at the line of words written on the paper, Liu Jianming's eyes were filled with complex emotions.
"Who exactly are you?"
After muttering something to himself, Liu Jianming leaned heavily back in his office chair. After a long silence, he picked up his phone and dialed Han Chen's number.
On the other side, in Tsim Sha Tsui, at the Golden Wind Nightclub.
At that moment, the news anchor's voice came clearly from the television speakers.
"Police have confirmed that one of the victims in the shooting at the Zhuoneng Center this afternoon was He Zhendong, an undercover police officer sent by the police to carry out his duties..."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yongren, who was leaning against the bar, narrowed his eyes slightly. Everything was just as the person before had said.
Immediately, Chen Yongren subconsciously looked at Han Chen, who was sitting opposite him, holding a glass of whiskey, swirling it around, and whose expression was unpredictable.
Although he was temporarily out of danger of exposure, Huang Zhicheng's death was like a needle piercing deep into Chen Yongren's heart.
At this moment, his greatest wish is to bring Han Chen to justice and comfort Huang Zhicheng's spirit in heaven.
Ring ring ring~
Just then, a phone rang, breaking the heavy atmosphere of the nightclub.
"Who?"
Han Chen picked up his phone and asked.
"Brother Chen, is it really necessary to go to such extremes as killing someone to cover it up?"
Liu Jianming's voice came through the receiver.
"What are you saying? I don't understand a word you're saying."
Han Chen's expression stiffened slightly before he replied coldly.
Although some people escaped from the Zhuoneng Center, Dibiluya and others also died there, making him unsure whether it was one of his own people who killed Huang Zhicheng, and of course he wouldn't admit to this messy affair.
"Whether you understand or not, your men were too careless. They took down Huang Zhicheng, but why didn't they dispose of his phone? Did you know that he recorded his meeting with the undercover agent?!"
Liu Jianming's words were like a bolt from the blue, causing Han Chen, who had been relatively calm, to change his expression drastically.
He panicked!