Chapter 351 128: The Victory is Determined

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Wang Jin and the Dutchman were unaware that someone was following them. They got into the car and drove away.

Hesheng put down the Polaroid camera in his hand, folded down the driver’s seat, left a crack in the car window, and continued to sleep.

Now the cops have not left and the cordon has not been lifted. His identity as a gangster is quite sensitive, so he will take a nap and leave after the cops leave.

As expected, this Dutch guy is the traitor in the society.

No! The term “traitor” is not accurate. This Dutch boy is a spy planted in the gang by the police!

After Wang Jin got in the car, he pulled off the Dutchman’s hood and untied the handcuffs. Then he started the car and said while turning the steering wheel: “Qing Lao will be here soon. He asked me to take you to the beach.”

“He will help you solve the troubles later.”

“Why are you in the XSD Industrial Building?”

The Dutchman flexed his wrist and said helplessly, “The gang asked me to do something, so why not do it?”

“Handsome Sheng asked me to pick up the goods. A punk followed me and I didn’t even have the chance to say hello. After I arrived at the industrial building, I realized that he was the one who asked me to wait for him. The oilcloth bag was full of ammunition.”

“I took the risk of leaving a message for Brother Qing using the pager in the room, but Brother Qing never responded. By the time I realized something was wrong, the entire industrial building was surrounded.”

“What is Brother Qing doing? When I have nothing to do, he hangs around in front of me. When there is something important to do, he never shows up. Flop!”

When Wang Jin heard that the goods belonged to Liangzai Sheng, he immediately frowned and said, “Why would Liangzai Sheng’s arms be sent to Boxing King Sheng’s underground betting station? It doesn’t make sense!”

“Could it be that Boxing King Sheng bought it?”

Hearing Wang Jin’s question, Dutchman shook his head, saying that he didn’t know either: “Mother hen! I’m just a chores guy now. This is my first time working for the gang. I’ve messed up this time. Handsome Sheng won’t trust me anymore in the future!”

“What’s up with that Ma Biao? I think O Ji takes this fiasco very seriously!”

Although the mission this time was to take down Boxing King Sheng’s underground betting station, Wang Jin could see that Ding Gou and his gang were all focusing on Ma Biao and Greyhound Seven, so there must be something fishy going on.

However, the Intelligence Department did not receive any relevant intelligence and was unclear about what Organized Crime and Triad Society was up to.

“I don’t know! I know Ma Biao is from Boxing King Sheng, but the other hens!”

“But I can be sure that this Ma Biao is crucial!”

Dutch boy touched his pocket and found that all his belongings had been taken away by the military uniform. He could only look at Wang Jin and make a smoking gesture.

Wang Jin was helpless too. He reached out and took out a cigarette and threw it to the Dutchman. He knew that the needle next to him had no information at all. He could only concentrate on driving. The traffic light in front of him came on, so he slowed down the car and stopped it right in front of the zebra crossing.

There was also a hearse parked with him.

“What bad luck!”

Wang Jin cursed, put a cigarette in his mouth, lit it, and began to think about what was strange about tonight’s actions.

In fact, there is nothing strange about all the actions tonight. They are just someone’s attempt to pass the buck.

Chi Mengli was also unaware that the big traitor, Holland, was sitting in the silver sedan on the left. But even if he knew, he would pretend not to see it. He held a cigarette in his mouth, listened to the radio, and glanced at the time from time to time.

We must arrive at Guardian Gardens at 10:30.

The red light in front turned green. He released the brake, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and continued driving towards Jiade Garden.

Chi Mengli had someone hire someone to make this hearse, along with the coffin at the back. They were originally intended to be used against Lianhua, but the man was shot in the head by someone, so the hearse was never used and was instead dumped in a factory warehouse.

But the prepared items will always come in handy, like now.

Hong Kong people are superstitious about ghosts and gods, and would not stop a hearse at night for fear of being affected by bad luck, so the hearse arrived at Guardian Garden unhindered.

Jiade Garden is a free garden. It is more like an unattended fitness plaza for the elderly than a garden. The Municipal Affairs Bureau did not even arrange a South Asian security guard. Chi Mengli drove to the location of the carousel unimpeded.

Ten fifteen.

Arrive early.

perfect!

Jumping down from the cab, Chi Mengli closed the door, took out a cigarette case, lit a cigarette, and admired the night view of the park late at night.

The moonlight was shredded by the thick clouds, and scattered pale patches were cast on the empty bench, like a torn shroud.

I don’t know whose wicked kid it was, but he tied more than a dozen glass beer bottles to three crooked old willow trees. When the wind blew, they made a tinkling sound.

Chi Mengli leaned against the carriage, killing time with a cigarette in his hand.

What happened recently was really strange. He had no control over the initiative at all. This was not good. He had to go from being passive to active and could not be a chess piece that was moved around by others.

Just as he was thinking about the future layout, two beams of light shone from not far away, illuminating the carousel behind him, and the sound of car engines echoed in the silent Guardian Park.

The rightful owner is here!

Chi Mengli took out a mask and sunglasses from his pocket, covering his entire face. He reached into his pocket, grasped the handle of the Beretta 92 pistol, and pointed the muzzle straight ahead.

The coffin maker Zhang Hui also noticed the hearse in front of the carousel. He didn’t expect that someone would have the same idea as him. However, as the hearse was difficult to get, he could only rent an ambulance from the black market.

He parked the car right in front of the carousel, without turning off the engine and with the headlights on. He jumped out of the cab and looked at the man in the Kowloon Funeral Home uniform next to the hearse. He said softly, “This road is blocked!”

“The ship is passing Miki Castle!”

After hearing the secret code, Chi Mengli calmly replied that the person in front of him should be the deliveryman.

“Wait a moment!”

The coffin maker Zhang Hui asked Chi Mengli to wait for him. He went to the back of the ambulance, opened the back door, took down the Eight-Faced Buddha that was locked in the car, and threw it in front of Chi Mengli.

“My mission is accomplished! What happens next has nothing to do with me!”

“Whether you are a messenger or a swordsman, don’t bother me.”

The coffin maker Zhang Hui stretched himself, said something to the still silent patrol horses in the water room, turned around, got on the carriage, and drove away.

Seeing the delivery man leave, Chi Mengli turned off the safety of the Beretta 92 pistol in his pocket, took a step forward, carefully looked at the face of the Eight-Faced Buddha, and felt the pulse of the Eight-Faced Buddha. He found that this guy was just unconscious, not dead.

After carefully checking the unconscious Eight-Faced Buddha, he found that this guy did not have any high-tech items such as locators on him. Not being able to find him did not mean he was safe. Although Chi Mengli vaguely knew who this person was, he was not sure.

He reached out and stripped the old bastard naked, leaving him with not even a pair of underwear, then took out a Polaroid camera and took a picture of the bastard’s face.

After all the preparations were done, Chi Mengli carried the Eight-Faced Buddha onto the car. He first pushed open the coffin lid, threw the Eight-Faced Buddha into the coffin, and sealed the coffin together with ten bottles of mineral water and a bag of compressed biscuits.

In order to prevent the Eight-Faced Buddha from running out, he went to the hardware store and bought an iron chain to lock the coffin.

Chi Mengli took out a bottle of alcohol, poured it on a brand new towel, and wiped the chains and coffin carefully, removing all the fingerprints and DNA from them.

All done!
The pager command did not inform him where to deliver the goods, which meant that the goods needed to be stored in his hands for a period of time.

This is not a problem for me, Chi Mengli has already chosen a location, a place that no one can find.

Chi Mengli took out a lighter, lit the towel, and threw it on the clothes of the Eight-Faced Buddha, along with the remaining half bottle of alcohol disinfectant.

Seeing that the Eight-Faced Buddha’s clothes had been burnt to ashes, he took off his sunglasses and mask, got on the hearse, and drove towards Chai Wan.

Chai Wan Cemetery is one of the oldest cemeteries in Hong Kong. It is the main burial area for Chinese in Hong Kong, and at this time, burials are allowed in Chai Wan Cemetery.

Chi Mengli’s father was buried in Chai Wan Cemetery. After he became rich, he bought two plots of land in Chai Wan Cemetery for himself. He also left a will with Zhang Dazhang and a sum of money as his funeral expenses.

The other piece is for Tibetans.

It is perfectly normal to bury the dying in a cemetery!

After driving for two hours, Chi Mengli finally arrived at Chai Wan Cemetery before 1 a.m.

The reason why he drove for two hours was to shake off the Jie Zi who was following him secretly, but halfway through the drive, he found that there was no one behind him, and even on most of the roads, there was no car, not even a ghost.

Even so, Chi Mengli still had to make a big detour before driving to the Chai Wan Cemetery.

The cemetery was up the mountain, so he drove straight to the top of the mountain and came to the second plot of land he had bought.

Chi Mengli picked up the shovel from the passenger seat, jumped out of the car, and walked to the tombstone.

The name on the marble tombstone was illuminated by the headlights of the hearse.

Wu Chiren, there is no such person, there is no such person!

Chi Mengli played a boring pun. He took the shovel and moved back half a meter and started digging. This was a strenuous job. It took him an hour and a lot of sweat to dig a two-meter-deep hole.

He didn’t have time to rest, so he turned the hearse around and drove the rear of the car to the front of the pit. He used the conveying device on the hearse to throw the coffin right into the deep pit.

The coffin enters the deep pit, which completes the second step.

Throwing the shovel aside, Chi Mengli returned to the hearse, made a handmade iron turner, turned a big hole on the coffin board, and inserted a tube into it to serve as a vent.

It took another half an hour to fill the soil, and we had to pay attention to the pipes so that they could not be pressed down by the soil, lest the old man in the coffin be suffocated to death. He was alive when he was brought here, and he had to be alive when he was brought into the silver furnace.

After filling the soil, he took out two bunches of chrysanthemums from the cart and placed them above the pipe.

By the time Chi Mengli finished all the work, the sky in the east had begun to turn white. He sat on the ground, lit a cigarette, looked at the rolling waves in the distance, and began to review everything that happened last night and the subsequent developments.

The underground betting station was overturned by the police. Boxing Wangsheng should know the news now. This punk will definitely explain to Shenxianjin that this matter has nothing to do with him and it was his subordinates who did it. Even Boxing Wangsheng has no chance to explain to Shenxianjin now, because arms were found in his underground betting station, and the Organized Crime Bureau will definitely arrest him and bring him back to court.

As long as Boxing King Sheng is in the classroom for one day, the address of his secret accounting office will not change.

The gift that Song Sheng gave him was the key to the secret accounting office, which meant that Boxing King Sheng’s secret accounting office had always been within Song Sheng’s sight, so this bomb could not explode in his hands.

Once this bomb is in his hands, he will be exposed as an undercover agent of the police.

This was also a test given to him by the old fox Song Sheng. Only after passing the test would he have the opportunity to meet this elusive Song Sheng.

Thinking of this, Chi Mengli stood up, put out the cigarette butt, and put it in his pocket.

A new day has arrived, everything is back to zero and starts again.

Chi Mengli drove the car to the warehouse at the Sailor’s Wharf, and then did the same old thing: he set his Kowloon Funeral Home work clothes on fire and threw them into a tin bucket. He then used alcohol disinfectant to wipe the inside of the car clean, leaving no corner untouched.

After removing all fingerprints, he changed into his suit and windbreaker, walked out of the warehouse, came to the street, hailed a taxi, and returned to the Sheraton Hotel.

Chi Mengli was very hungry when he returned to the Sheraton Hotel, but it was four o’clock in the morning and the breakfast buffet was not ready. He could only walk into a 24-hour restaurant and order a bacon scrambled eggs, pan-fried salmon, French toast, and seasonal fruit salad.

After enjoying breakfast, he leisurely returned to his long private room.

The atmosphere in the private room was very bad. Xizai and two security guards were kneeling on the ground. Bo Xidong was sitting on a chair with a machete in his hand. His eyes were red, and he was ready to kill the three idiots in front of him if they had a disagreement.

Ji Mi stood at the door, his face looking very bad. He pursed his lips and stared at Xizi and the other two who were kneeling on the ground.

Xiren and Acong were leaning against the windowsill, both with expressionless faces, watching the farce before them.

“What are you guys doing here?”

Seeing Bo Xidong mobilizing so many people, Chi Mengli asked curiously.

Bo Xidong saw Chi Mengli coming back safe and sound, so he quickly stood up, threw the machete aside, and walked quickly to Chi Mengli’s side. Seeing that the Baimen boss was fine, he was also relieved: “Brother Sheng, I’m glad you’re okay!”

When I returned to the long private room, I saw these three dead bastards sleeping like dead pigs. You disappeared. If you hadn’t left a note, I would have definitely dragged these three bastards to the pond and drowned them.”

“Everyone get up!”

Even the eight Xizai couldn’t handle Teacher Li’s tricks. Chi Mengli sat on the sofa and waved his finger, asking the three Xizai who were kneeling on the ground to stand up. Then he turned his head and looked at Xiren: “Xiren, your friend asked me to say hello to you.”

“Actually, next time we meet, we should just be fair and square. There’s no need to knock Xizi and the others out.”

Just as Xiren was about to speak, she felt a chill on her neck. She turned her head and saw that it was Acong beside her who had taken action, with a thin knife pressed against her trachea.

“Brother Acong, don’t be so rude. Xiren is our brother. Put down the knife.”

This quick knife move was indeed amazing. It seemed that the torture master beside him was not only good at acupuncture. Chi Mengli smiled and asked Acong to put down the knife to give Xiren a chance to speak.

“Teacher Li is a heretic and often does unexpected things. Don’t worry, Brother Sheng. The next time Teacher Li visits, he will definitely show up in an open and aboveboard manner.”

“Brother Sheng, the world was in turmoil the night you disappeared!”

Xiren’s words were ambiguous, and she wanted to test the man in front of her to see if he had anything to do with what happened in Hong Kong last night.

“Adong, what happened last night?”

Chi Mengli didn’t respond at all, and asked Bo Xidong beside him what big news there was in the world.

Bo Xidong gave Xizi a look and told the idiot to close the door quickly.

Xizi’s legs were broken after kneeling for a whole night, but he still gritted his teeth and closed the door.

“Brother Sheng, last night the underground betting station of Boxing King Sheng in the XSD Building in Happy Valley was busted. I heard that Greyhound Seven, who was in charge of watching the scene, was also handcuffed by the police!”

“This loser, Boxing King Sheng, has been doing things behind the scenes and secretly doing peripheral business.”

“There was thunder at Diamond Mountain last night, but I don’t know the details.”

“Uncle Rong called me last night and told me that Boxing King Sheng had already paid the contract and the payment was made last night.”

Bocaidong told half of the story and kept the other half, not mentioning the key information at all.

“I didn’t expect that so many big planes would appear when I couldn’t sleep at night and went night fishing!”

Chi Mengli sighed, then glanced at the time on his watch and found that it was not yet five o’clock. He yawned and said, “Adong, Jimi, you two stay.”

“Xiren, I’ve thought about it. It’s not appropriate for me to go with the gift that Mr. Song gave me. You should go. The news I got said that in the secret account book of Boxing King Sheng, there are clues to the death of Robin, the boss of my sect.”

“Propriety, righteousness, benevolence, wisdom and trustworthiness. I, Handsome Sheng, only believe in righteousness.”

“I have already spread the word that I will avenge my boss. If anyone present dies unclearly one day, as long as I, Handsome Sheng, am still alive and can move, I will definitely give you brothers an explanation.”

“Of course, if you are killed by the police, you can only blame your bad luck and your ancestors’ graves are not buried in the right place. Besides, we are all gangsters, and it is only natural for gangsters to be fooled by the police!”

“Xiren, I’ll leave this matter to you. If you want to see if I’m the right material for this, I also have to see if you’re one of us. We are the people of the rivers and lakes, and we know our grievances clearly. We gather because of profit, and we disperse because of profit. This is a matter of course.”

“Do you think I’m right?”

Chi Mengli looked at Xiren who was leaning against the window with a smile, waiting for her answer.

Xiren was also very decisive. She straightened up, nodded, made an OK gesture, and walked out of the private room without looking back.

“Brother Acong, you protected Xiren. A hero and a beauty are a perfect match.”

It is easy for something to happen during the transition between day and night. Chi Mengli was worried about letting such a charming beauty appear on the street, so he quickly sent a hero to protect her.

Acong nodded and immediately walked out of the private room.

“Adong, go find the waterwheel ox and order a Lincoln Continental for Acong and a Porsche sports car for Xiren. The money will come from the hall.”

“Notify your boss later and have him go to the Marine Wharf and dismantle the hearse in the warehouse. If you can sell it, sell it. If not, just throw it into a garbage dump.”

After seeing Xiren and Acong leave the long private room, Chi Mengli directly ordered Bo Xidong to go to Shuiche Niu to order a car, and then dismantle the hearse in the warehouse. After instructing Bo Xidong, he turned his head and looked at Ji Mi: “How is the boxing champion’s promotion?”

When his name was called, Jimi stood up straight and answered, “Boxing King Sheng was captured by Organized Crime and Triads from the Finnish Baths and has not come out yet.”

“Shenxianjin already knows about Boxing Wangsheng’s secret underground betting station, and I heard he is very angry, but Boxing Wangsheng is Shenxianjin’s confidant, so it should be a case of thunder with little rain.”

“The people I sent to follow Situ Tiangang were lost. The thunder at Diamond Hill should be related to Situ Tiangang. Hop Sang is back, but Holland is nowhere to be found.”

“Brother Sheng, what should we do next?”

Chi Mengli took off his suit jacket. He was exhausted from a night of hard physical labor. He stretched his cervical spine and said with a smile, “Of course it’s adding fuel to the fire.”

“Spread the word that Greyhound Seven has let go and turned into a tainted witness.”

“Call Huanxi and ask him to make an anonymous report to Organised Crime and Triad Bureau and have him check all the underground betting stations in Yuen Long.”

“As for the rest of the arrangements, let’s talk about it after I wake up.”

“You guys haven’t slept all night, so ask the manager to book a room and put it on my account.”

Chi Mengli yawned and ordered everyone around him to go back and sleep.

Bo Xidong and Ji Mi also nodded, asked Xizi to stay for protection, and left with their men.

Chi Mengli was too lazy to take a shower, so she just changed into pajamas and fell asleep on the soft big bed.

Situ Tiangang watched the freighter leave the dock, and his men, along with their equipment, set out on the journey back to Honolulu.

The target has shifted!

Mission failed!
After evacuating from Diamond Hill, he received a pager message from Deng Qi saying that the target had disappeared.

The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole follows behind!

I didn’t expect that I was making a wedding dress for others!

Thinking of this, Situ Tiangang showed a bitter smile on his face and looked at the turbulent sea under the sun.

“Mr. Situ, the mission has failed. According to the agreement, you need to die to atone for your sin.”

A cold voice came from behind him. Situ Tiangang turned his head and looked behind him. He found that a young foreign woman wearing a black top hat appeared behind him without him knowing when.

“I didn’t expect that a young lady would be the one to send me off! It’s such a rewarding life!”

Situ Tiangang turned around and continued to look at the sea, admiring the last scenery.

The young white woman wearing a top hat took out a SIG P220 pistol from her pocket, installed a silencer on it, walked to the right side of Situ Tiangang, tiptoed, pointed the pistol at the temple of Master Situ, and decisively pulled the trigger.

Situ Tiangang fell to the ground and landed on the beach.

The white woman in the black hat wiped all the fingerprints off the SIG P220 pistol, then put it in Situ Tiangang’s hand and left her fingerprints on the trigger, the handle, and the suicide note.

This suicide note was imitated by a master forger based on Situ Tiangang’s handwriting, and it is so realistic that it looks indistinguishable from the original.

The contents of the suicide note were all confessions, admitting that he had killed all the guards on Diamond Hill.

In just one minute, Situ Tiangang’s murder turned into suicide.

But the evidence speaks for itself, but the seagulls circling over the sea do not.

(End of this chapter)