"First of all, I want to say that I have no intention of disrespecting the deceased, but I am actually a little grateful that because only one or two people died, the police force could not provide such detailed information as it is now." Xia Qi looked through the case information sent by the police force, and looked up at Sheng Jiashu opposite and said.

Sheng Jiashu looked at Xia Qi in confusion, and Xia Qi shrugged: "This is Hong Kong. Death of one or two Chinese people is not considered a vicious case, but this case is obviously bad enough."

"You mean, should I be glad that my whole family died? That's why there are such detailed case information?" Sheng Jiashu put down the teacup in his hand and said to Xia Qi.

"I said that I have no intention of disrespecting the deceased. I just want to be honest, this is the current public security in Hong Kong." Xia Qi nodded slightly, and then continued to read the information he wanted.

Sheng Jiashu also picked up one of the stack of information on the table, opened it, looked through two pages, and threw it back on the table: "This... is the investigation report of the case? The case has been closed, and the murderer has been found. He is an opium-addicted addict who kills people for money? At least the police team should know that my father and two brothers can strangle dozens of addicts who kill people with a knife with an empty hand."

"You should not have any expectations for the police force. Even if the police chief's mansion is robbed, you need to use scapegoats to pay for the crimes. What else can you expect them to do? They only need to find someone and use him to deal with the above questions. No one cares about the truth, only the result, and the case will be solved."

"Then what are you still rumbling on?" Sheng Jiashu asked when he saw Xia Qi keep flipping through these completely fake information.

Sha Qi flipped out a report and opened it to the last page: "The basic description of the crime scene in this report does not require a statement from the criminal, but is based on the true description of the crime scene. In addition, everything can be faked. The signature on the report is fake. Who is responsible for closing the case? This Chinese detective of the Hong Kong Police Force Kowloon Region Criminal Investigation Team, Zhang Rongshen."

"We are going to find him?" Sheng Jiashu took the report page, which did sign Zhang Rongshen's name in Chinese and English.

Xia Qi continued to search for other information: "No, have you forgotten, sir, I am a staff member of the Political Department. I called him and asked him to bring the police officer in charge of this case to me to restore the case to see if there are any clues available."

"This identity looks very useful."

"Are you interested? The Political Department is now trying to recruit some Chinese to the Political Department. People like you who are proficient in communication in English and Cantonese are simply the best choice." Shaqi said, lowering his head and flipping through the information.

Sheng Jiashu was stunned for a moment: "Me? No, I'm not interested, but... Actually, I have a better idea. Can people working in the political department do business?"

"You mean to open a business or company to facilitate the transfer of interests? Strictly speaking, it is not allowed, but in Hong Kong, who cares?" Xia Qi heard Sheng Jiashu's question and looked up curiously at Sheng Jiashu: "Do you want to... do business with me?"

Sheng Jiashu took a sip of black tea: "What I just thought about was that I had always wanted to do business by myself, but now I feel that if a political department employee can invest in my company, I can save a lot of trouble, such as the money that should be filial to other departments, just leave it to you alone."

Xia Qi stared at Sheng Jiashu's eyes and said slowly: "Are you an intelligence officer serving other countries?"

Sheng Jiashu looked at Xia Qi blankly, looked down at himself uncertainly: "I? Of course not."

"If not, then what reason do I have to refuse you? Do you want to open a detective office?" Xia Qi smiled, lowered his head and continued to read the information, and at the same time picked up a pen and quickly recorded something on a piece of paper. Obviously, he did not take Sheng Jiashu's invitation to him to do business seriously, but just regarded it as Sheng Jiashu's joke about the current harsh environment in Hong Kong.

Sheng Jiashu looked at Pan Qingtian, who had two fat legs wide open and his head was tilted on the back of the chair and was sleeping: "Mr. David, Mr. David?"

"Ah~" Pan Qingtian woke up, wiped the corner of his mouth, and looked at Sheng Jiashu blankly: "How is it? Is there anything I need my help?"

"I want to know, if I register a company or business, will the procedures in Hong Kong be very cumbersome?" Sheng Jiashu asked Pan Qingtian.

Pan Qingtian blinked his eyes a few times to dispel his sleep: "It's very simple. Hong Kong is a free port, everything is free, but I still have to know first what your purpose of registering a company is to do and what business it does."

"Re-export trade, I want to import some scarce goods from the United States and sell them to other parts of Asia." Sheng Jiashu said: "The specific goods may be some daily necessities or food."

"Although I don't think many people in Asia can afford American goods, registering such a company is as easy as making a cup of black tea." Pan Qingtian said, then picked up the British silver-plated teapot from the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

On the other hand, Ji Da had already read all the documents and picked up the phone on the table: "This is the Doli Detention Center of the Hong Kong Political Department. Please help me pick up the Kowloon Criminal Investigation Police Chief Zhang Rongshen."

Sheng Jiashu and Pan Qingtian stopped to communicate and looked at Xia Qi. Xia Qi picked up the paper he had just recorded and said to the receiver: "Secretary Zhang Rongshen, this is Xia Qi, senior inspector of Yudolli Detention Center. I need you to come with members of the criminal investigation team and military uniformed police officers whom I pronounced the name. It involves a spy assassination case."

"Spy Assassination Case?" When Xia Qi hung up the phone, Sheng Jiashu looked at Xia Qi and asked.

Shaqi spread his hands and said, "Come on, I have a 2,000 pound extra money business that needs help from you and your subordinates? I can't do that, because my colleague is likely to be listening to the phone. Although this is not a big deal that needs to be reported, he may not be happy if his boss knows that you have earned 2,000 pounds with public power."

...

Zhang Rongshen was a little annoyed and shook off the cigarette butt in his hand and looked at his subordinate at the door of the office: "How is it? Are you all here?"

"Brother Shen, you may have to wait a moment. The two military uniforms have arrived and waited, but we have two brothers who will collect the fees and have not yet come back." The plainclothes at the door said hurriedly.

Zhang Rongshen leaned on the chair and stretched his legs straight onto the table: "Sheng Sihai's son has been studying, it turns out that he is different. His mother can actually ask the Political Department to investigate the case."

In fact, when the police force sent someone to extract the case files, he guessed that the Political Department retrieved the case files to help Sheng Jiashu investigate the case. Now he called all the police officers involved in the case files to Yudolli Detention Center, which made him even more sure of his thoughts. Most of them were Chinese young people working in the Political Department. They were classmates or friends studying abroad with Sheng Jiashu. Because most of the Chinese in the Political Department have experience in studying abroad, in Zhang Rongshen's view, Sheng Jiashu was not a big deal to find the relationship between the Political Department and investigate the case.

However, in Zhang Rongshen's opinion, there is no need to investigate the case of the Sheng family's family extermination. It must be a dispute between the world. Who knows how many people Sheng Sihai offended during his lifetime? Besides, Sheng Sihai is a man from the world, and there are many people who died at his hands. It is normal to seek revenge in the world, but it is just that the whole family's method of extermination was too cruel and fierce.

A few days ago, Mo Meilan greeted him, saying that after the third son of the Sheng family returned to Hong Kong, he was about to take over as the leader of Heshengtang, hoping that he could take care of his nephew more and not be bullied by others. Zhang Rongshen remembered that he nodded and agreed, but later Mo Meilan's side disappeared. Now it seems that the third young master of the Sheng family did not do things in the way of Mo Meilan, and did not rush to be the leader, but instead wanted to investigate the murderer first.

Zhang Rongshen cursed disdainfully after studying abroad. More than a month has passed since the case, and the scene has disappeared. The case records are also written according to the scapegoat's crime. The murderer is already detained and is waiting for trial. He is sentenced to a hang.

The scapegoat is used to block the ghost boss's mouth. Zhang Rongshen doesn't care who the murderer is. He even told the old guys of Shengtang that he must find out the murderer and avenge Sheng Sihai, but it was also a loud thunder and rain, because there was no way to investigate.

What can a young man who studied abroad do even if he has a relationship with the Political Department? No matter how powerful the Political Department is, can he find out which one of the hundreds of thousands of people in the Hong Kong world kill Sheng Sihai? Not to mention that Sheng Sihai died, the generals and school that came from the Kuomintang were killed, but the political department caught any murderer, and it was finally left alone.

"Brother Shen, everyone is here, your car is ready. I'll let them rush over first and then accompany you on the car." His subordinates came in outside the door and said to Zhang Rongshen.

Zhang Rongshen put away his feet and stood up: "Don't rush to leave, let a few people come in first, I have something to say."

"I understand." The subordinate immediately ran out to convey the news.

Not long after, two men walked in from outside in military uniforms, followed by two plainclothes wearing floral shirts.

After two young military uniforms came in, they stood at attention and bowed nervously and shouted: "Hello, sir!"

This set of etiquette made Zhang Rongshen lose his mind for a moment. It was too long since he saw this formal etiquette. He subconsciously stood up: "Discontinue!"

"Yes, sir!" The two military uniforms then stood up with their legs, looking ahead, clearly showing the two new men.

After this set of actions, the two people following behind him bowed their heads carelessly: "Hello Brother Shen." The plainclothes were a little embarrassed, thinking when will it take to enter Brother Shen's office be so formal?

Fortunately, Zhang Rongshen had no etiquette requirements for his brothers, so he just waved his hand: "This time, the ghost of the political department of the Yudolli Detention Center called to inquire about the case of the Sheng family's family more than a month ago. The first one to the scene was you two, right?"

The two military uniforms subconsciously looked at each other, then quickly looked up at Zhang Rongshen: "Yes, sir, we received the call and rushed to the scene as soon as possible."

"How do people die?"

"I was killed with a knife, and the weapon was left at the scene." A military uniform said: "Because it was Sheng Sihai's family, several major instigators in North Point, Jordan, Mong Kok, and Tsim Sha Tsui soon led people over. We were just maintaining order on the scene, and we were not very clear about other matters."

Zhang Rongshen nodded slowly and looked at his two subordinates again: "You will take over the matter behind?"

"Brother Shen, such a big thing is to break the sky. Brother Shen, you and several instigators said that you should suppress the ghost guy first, so I found a big eye and settle the case first to avoid the ghost guy's attack." A plainclothes scratched his head and recalled: "Then the instigators in Mongkok and Jordan hurried to meet the people of Heshengtang, so that they would not fight with other clubs at any time. In the end, there was no mistake and handled the whole thing lightly. Witnesses and scapegoats were arranged by the big eye. The scapegoat's family fee was paid by several instigators, saying that it was used as Brother Sheng's silk gold."

Zhang Rongshen nodded with satisfaction and asked several people to unify their confessions. He would kill someone after killing them. He signaled to prepare to set off.

In his opinion, even if Sheng Jiashu has a relationship with the Political Department, as long as he kills himself, he doesn’t make any troubles and does a good job of superficial articles. People from the Political Department can ask a few questions to give Sheng Jiashu enough face. It is unlikely that he really plans to investigate in depth. In the end, Sheng Jiashu has face and the people from the Political Department have face. People like him don’t have to worry about it, and gently expose this matter.
Chapter completed!