novel-bin [007] Li Wenbin, Huang Bingyao
[007] Li Wenbin, Huang Bingyao
"Recharge successful. You can draw rewards ten times from the beginner's lottery wheel. Do you wish to start the lottery?"
"start!"
"Congratulations, host, you have drawn a beginner skill book. Would you like to use it?"
……
Soon, Lin Haowen discovered that the beginner skill book could only add points to beginner skills, while the beginner attribute voucher had no effect after the attribute exceeded 11.5.
Once the accumulated lottery points reach one million, the price of a single lottery draw increases from HK$10,000 to HK$100,000.
At this moment, his attribute panel also underwent a dramatic change.
Name: Lin Haowen;
Cumulative lottery points: 1000000 / 10000000;
Strength: 11.5;
Agility: 11.5;
Physical fitness: 11.5;
Skill: Shooting (Intermediate) (300/1000);
Grappling (Intermediate) (307/1000);
Driving (Intermediate) (309/1000).
Lin Haowen glanced at the seventeen extra beginner skill books, three beginner strength vouchers, four beginner agility vouchers, and two beginner stamina vouchers in his system space and silently counted them in his mind.
"Top up one million Hong Kong dollars!"
"Recharge successful. You can draw rewards ten times from the intermediate lottery wheel. Do you wish to start the lottery?"
"smoke!"
"Congratulations, host, you have drawn an intermediate-level power voucher. Would you like to use it?"
"Congratulations, host, you have drawn an intermediate skill book. Would you like to use it?"
……
After using up these rewards, Lin Haowen learned about an intermediate attribute scroll, which still only increased attribute points by 0.1, but an intermediate skill point voucher could increase skill points by fifty.
His panel also changed again.
Name: Lin Haowen;
Cumulative lottery points: 2000000 / 10000000;
Strength: 11.7;
Agility: 11.6;
Physical fitness: 11.6;
Skill: Shooting (Intermediate) (600/1000);
Grappling (Intermediate) (307/1000);
Driving (Intermediate) (309/1000).
Next, Lin Haowen didn't participate in the lottery. Instead, he quickly left the apartment with cash, checks, and the property title.
Twenty minutes later, in Tsim Sha Tsui, at Room 1129, Jinling Building, Yaodi Road.
"Han Chen, you are truly a treasure trove!"
Looking at the neatly categorized cassette tapes in front of him, Lin Haowen sighed with emotion.
In particular, Han Chen wrote the names of people like Liu Jianming and Da B on the cassette tapes, so Lin Haowen didn't have to listen to them one by one.
In addition, there were some police officers' audio tapes and some IOUs, and most importantly, Han Chen's account book.
Through this ledger, Lin Haowen can clarify Han Chen's power structure and select those who can be used by him.
The screening criterion is that this person must not be involved with drugs.
Although Han Chen is the biggest drug dealer in Tsim Sha Tsui, in reality, out of the hundreds of people under him, only a few dozen are actually involved in the drug business, and they are his confidants or his confidants' confidants.
After all, drug trafficking requires a high degree of secrecy; not just anyone can get involved.
The rest of the people were just "legitimate" gangsters who were helping Han Chen keep an eye on things and take care of his business.
All of Lam Ho-man's actions—contacting Lau Kin-ming, contacting Chan Wing-yan, and screening Han Chen's men—had only one purpose: to clear his name.
He knew very well that the big bosses in Hong Kong's triads could get away with prostitution and gambling, or even violence, as long as they were powerful and patriotic enough, they would have a chance to reform themselves.
The only exception is "poison." Once you get involved with it, it's a total disqualification; you don't even qualify to be patriotic.
Therefore, he must completely sever ties with Han Chen. To achieve this goal, police informants alone are not enough; the police must help him clear his name from the root and completely rid him of the word "drugs."
After reviewing his plan once again to ensure everything was in order, Lin Haowen packed up and took away all the tapes and ledgers except for Liu Jianming's recording tape.
More than an hour later, a Toyota sedan traveling on Aojingshan Road suddenly crashed into a road barrier.
After a loud crash, Lin Haowen opened the car door, grabbed the gasoline he had prepared, and got out.
Amidst Liu Jianming's despairing gaze, Lin Haowen evenly poured gasoline onto the car, then lit a match, first lighting a cigarette for himself, before tossing the burning match at the Toyota sedan.
Within minutes, the Toyota sedan burst into flames.
Lin Haowen kept his word. Before setting the car on fire, he had already knocked Han Chen unconscious. This once-powerful drug kingpin in Tsim Sha Tsui would pass away peacefully, while Liu Jianming would be burned alive.
Lin Haowen only turned and left when the Toyota sedan in front of him was burned down to its frame. He first went to the nearest hotel, booked a room by the hour, took a shower, and changed his clothes.
After leaving the hotel, he threw his clothes, which were still covered in the smell of gasoline, into the trash can before hailing a taxi.
"Excuse me, please go to the West Kowloon Regional Police Station."
At this moment, Lin Haowen's face was full of warm smiles, and he looked like a sunny and cheerful young man.
……
Inside a villa in the Kings Park villa district.
Ring ring ring~
A phone call woke up Lee Man-bun, then a senior superintendent of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) in the West Kowloon Region.
Li Wenbin calmly picked up his glasses from the bedside table, put them on, glanced at the clock on the wall, and then picked up the phone: "Who is this?"
"Li Sir, it's me, Wong Bing-Yiu."
A man's voice came through the receiver.
"Officer Wong, what's the matter that you're calling me at this hour?"
Wong Bing-yiu, then a superintendent of the West Kowloon Regional Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, was one of Li Wenbin's most capable subordinates. Li Wenbin knew that unless there was an emergency, Wong Bing-yiu would never call him at this time.
"There's someone who wants to see you, and this person's background is a bit complicated."
Huang Bingyao's tone was somewhat hesitant.
"Complex? Explain in more detail."
Li Wenbin said calmly.
"He claimed to be an undercover agent sent by Huang Zhicheng to work under Han Chen. Our people did find his file among Huang Zhicheng's belongings. The times he mentioned providing intelligence on several occasions also match the records in the file."
"But after verification, it was found that this guy's police registration had been cancelled three years ago. He is not a police officer, and even the paperwork for Huang Zhicheng's contact person was not processed for him."
After hearing Huang Bingyao's words, Li Wenbin frowned slightly. "You mean, this guy was fooled by Huang Zhicheng for three years and infiltrated Han Chen's ranks for three years?"
"Yeah, Huang Zhicheng is incredibly audacious. He dared to do something like this just because he has some connections! It's a good thing he's dead, otherwise I would have made him regret it!"
Wong Bing-yiu, seething with anger, snapped at Wong Chi-shing and continued, "Inspector Lee, this is a crucial time for your promotion to Chief Superintendent of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau. Many people are watching you, and you absolutely cannot let others find a reason to attack you at this time."
"No rush, let's put Lin Haowen out of the picture first. Find out all his information, especially who canceled his police registration. Since Huang Zhicheng chose him to be an undercover agent, there's no reason to cancel his registration."
"Report to me immediately after you have investigated all of these matters thoroughly."
After a moment of contemplation, Li Wenbin spoke slowly.
"clear!"
Upon hearing Huang Bingyao's reply, Li Wenbin hung up the phone, then quickly put on his clothes and left the bedroom, heading to the West Kowloon Regional Headquarters.
More than an hour later, it was already bright daylight.
West Kowloon Regional Police Station, Li Wenbin's office.
"Officer Li, all of Lam Ho-man's information is in there, as for the person who cancelled his police registration... never mind, you can see it yourself."
Huang Bingyao hesitated for a moment, then placed a folder in front of Li Wenbin.
After flipping through the folder for only a dozen seconds, Li Wenbin frowned slightly. A few minutes later, he closed the folder, looked up at Huang Bingyao, and said, "Let's go and meet this Lin Haowen."