Hong Kong variety show, I am a charming cop.

Chapter 7 Liang Kun

Li Jian was overjoyed.

He knew all too well how difficult it was for an undercover agent to clear their name and return to the police force.

In almost all Hong Kong films, the only fate of undercover agents is sacrifice.

It's either dead ball or on its way to dead ball.

They not only get bullied by gangsters, but also by their own people.

Like a rat caught in a bellows, suffering from both sides.

None of those who go undercover have a good ending.

Li Jian shrugged and said, "Wei sir, I'm only telling you about this. I don't trust anyone else."

Emperor Gaozong was furious and was about to lash out.

David Chiang patted him on the shoulder and said, "Officer Gao, go wait outside for a moment."

Gao Zongyang was so angry his nose almost twisted out of shape. "You actually side with him? Fine, I'll wait and see how you handle this if the case isn't solved!"

Gao Zongyang slammed the door shut and stormed out.

Li Jian raised his middle finger towards the door, then looked at David Chiang: "Wai sir, who is this guy? If you didn't know better, you'd think he was the Commissioner of Police."

David Chiang said helplessly, "You got in through connections. Hey, you'd better tone it down in the future, or you'll suffer the consequences."

Li Jian snorted: "At worst, I'll just quit being a policeman."

Li Jian really does have the confidence to back it up.

With 20 million in cash and 30 million in jewelry, he can live a carefree life wherever he goes.

David Chiang then said, "We're all adults now, don't act like children. By the way, how's that big shot you're working with going?"

Li Jian replied without blinking, "My goodness, I haven't seen him in ages."

David Chiang was taken aback and asked anxiously, "What exactly happened? Why didn't you report this beforehand?"

Li Jian shrugged and said, "Wei sir, you're an officer, I can't call you, how am I supposed to report?"

David Chiang pondered for a moment and said, "Never mind him for now. First, investigate the jewelry store robbery, especially the case of the fat man. Here is his photo."

When Li Jian saw the photo, he immediately recognized it as Fei Xue (Lam Suet).

“On the day of the robbery, this person appeared at a nearby convenience store and is highly suspicious. Once we find him and confirm his identity, we can follow the clues and find the others.”

Li Jian nodded: "Okay."

Li Jian was overjoyed.

Fei Xue and Chen Chongshan have all been killed by me, so there's no way to prove this case.

David Chiang took out a pen and paper from his pocket and wrote down a string of numbers: "This is Inspector Gao's mobile phone number. Write it down. You can contact him if you need anything."

Li Jian's eyes widened: "Contact him? Do you want me to die already?!"

David Chiang said helplessly, "It's not as serious as you make it out to be. We've been colleagues for a while now, and we'll see each other all the time."

Li Jian shrugged.

Fortresses are always breached from within; sometimes, colleagues are more dangerous than enemies.

However, Li Jian gave David Chiang face and accepted the paper.

David Chiang patted Li Jian on the shoulder, sighed, and walked out the door.

"Finished talking? What did he say?" Gao Zongyang asked impatiently.

David Chiang said, "It's nothing. Ah Jian is under too much pressure. He promised to call me if he has any leads."

By the way, I have an undercover agent with Feilong, named Wang Zhicheng. He's easier to talk to than A-Jian. I'll introduce him to you later.

Gao Zongyang scoffed, "What kind of nobodies are they again, Wei Sir? These undercover agents have all been corrupted. Look at their attitude! How can people like this be police officers? They're a disgrace to the police force!"

David Chiang patted him on the back: "Hey, don't say that. We've been colleagues. Alright, I'll treat you to a late-night snack to cool you down."

Li Jian lay in bed.

It felt a bit uncomfortable, so I reached out and touched it; there was a wad of banknotes inside.

He casually tossed it on the ground.

He took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Ah Zu, please help me find a middleman."

. . . . . .

In a street food stall.

Gui Ligao walked in, followed by a group of henchmen: "Brother Jian, right? What can I do for you?"

Gui Ligao was of average appearance, except that he was quite tall, like a thin bamboo pole.

Li Jian said, "I have a batch of goods to sell. I wonder if it would be convenient for you to help me contact buyers. After it's done, I'll pay off Sister Feng's debts for her."

Gui Li took a sip of tea and said with a forced smile, "Just paying off the debt probably won't be enough. I want 30%!"

Li Jian smirked, thinking to himself, "You're even darker than me, damn it."

"Okay, no problem, 30% or 30%, but you have to guarantee safety."

Li Jian is currently a police officer and cannot be too flamboyant.

Gui Ligao laughed and said, "Great!"

Li Jian asked, "When can we make the trade?"

Gui Ligao said slowly, "The earliest it will be is the day after tomorrow. I need to contact the seller. After all, such a large batch of goods is hard for most people to handle."

Although Hong Kong Island is full of gold.

However, apart from the super-rich, there aren't many people who can come up with tens of millions in cash at once.

Especially those involved in organized crime.

Don't be fooled by their glamorous appearances; they're all actually as poor as paupers.

The surface of donkey dung balls is smooth.

Even large and powerful companies like Hung Hing and Tung Sing were barely surviving.

Those with real foresight would have already cleaned up their act and changed careers.

Li Jian nodded and waved to the shopkeeper: "Boss, two baskets of char siu bao to go!"

After saying goodbye to Gui Ligao, Li Jian left first.

Gui Ligao finished his tea and prepared to leave.

The owner of the char siu shop suddenly walked over: "Sir, the total bill is 128 yuan."

Gui Ligao's eyes widened: "128 for a cup of tea? Are you robbing me?"

The shopkeeper smiled apologetically and said, "That gentleman just said you would pay the bill."

Gui Li Gao, his nostrils flaring, yelled, "I'll fucking spit on you!"

Hong Kong Island in the 90s entered its final period of prosperity.

There's a saying: "A profusion of flowers is like brocade, and a raging fire is like cooking oil."

With the property and stock markets booming, Hong Kong Island's nightlife is among the best in the world.

Look around.

The lights were on.

Even after 2020, the mainland has not reached this level.

Li Jian did not take a taxi but chose to walk.

This will be where I live from now on, so I definitely need to explore the area and familiarize myself with the routes first.

The streets on Hong Kong Island aren't narrow, but they're packed with people and cars.

Especially in Mong Kok and Yau Ma Tei, it's wishful thinking to think you can drive at 50 km/h.

Li Jian had no ulterior motive.

It's about looking at scantily clad beauties, hoping for a free romantic encounter.

Talk about money hurt feelings.

Li Jian hopes to date a few women with whom he has feelings.

Li Jian was eating a char siu bun when he watched the show with great interest.

Then I saw a dozen or so gangsters wielding watermelon knives chasing a man in a yellow suit into an alley.

"You idiot, get out of the way!"

Li Jian didn't do anything, but someone still bumped into him.

Looking at the char siu buns on the ground, Li Jian couldn't help but curse, "Damn it! My char siu!"

Li Jian lifted his leg and chased after him.

Normally, Li Jian would definitely not want to get involved in other people's business.

But Li Jian recognized the guy in the yellow suit from earlier—

The king of showing off in the Young and Dangerous movies, Handsome Kun, who kills the whole family without hesitation!

Seeing how desperately he fled for his life, Li Jian guessed what had happened.