My Big Brother Is the Governor! (Continued)

"Brother Kong," Zhao Wenye knocked on Lam Kong's office door, "It's payday today, I'd like to invite you to the dance floor for drinks..."

Zhao Wenye stopped mid-sentence, because Lam Kong, with his feet propped on the table, was speaking amiably into the phone, "How could I possibly be interested in that kind of vulgar woman, just playing around? I'll go with you to the jewelry store to buy you some jewelry to prove my loyalty. I absolutely, positively didn't sleep with her last night. Tonight? I'm working overtime tonight, the cases are piling up. I'll come to your place the night after tomorrow... That's all, if any brothers come in, I'll hang up now and call you back later."

After hanging up the phone, Lam Kong rubbed her forehead, looking a little annoyed. "A handsome guy like him has too many women, which is a hassle. It's just that I spent one less night with her, and you're jealous about that? What, is your day off Marine Police? Don't you have to work the night shift?"

"I got paid today, 135 yuan, so I'm planning to treat you to drinks tonight, Brother Kong." Zhao Wenye patted his shirt pocket.

Lam Kong put his feet off the table and smiled at Zhao Wenye, "The Marine Police are considered to have a high salary, 135 yuan a month, while the land police only Uniformed Branch 120 yuan a month."

"Stop joking, Brother Kong, I'm about to suffocate." Zhao Wenye took out a pack of State Express 555 cigarettes from his pocket, handed them to Lam Kong, lit one for him, and then sat down opposite him. "Back at the Mong Kok Police Station, I could earn three or four hundred dollars a month. Now, with this little salary, it's not even enough to buy cigarettes."

"Take your time. Once you've made it big in the Marine Police, become Detective Chief Inspector Sergeant or something, and then transfer back to the land police, things will be different." Lam Kong took a drag of his cigarette. "You're offering me 135 dollars to go to the dance floor for drinks? Or should I treat you? Come with me to my new club for a meeting first, then I'll take you to pick up some foreign girls."

"A club? Brother Kong, when did you open it?" Zhao Wenye looked at Lam Kong, a strange smile on his face, and asked, "Can you handle it? With six or seven women on your side, and then you open a club, be careful you don't die from exhaustion."

Before Lam Kong could answer, another plainclothes officer pushed open the door and said to Lam Kong, "Headless Brother, Dragon Chief Inspector wants you to call him."

"I know." Lam Kong picked up the phone, dialed a number, and said to Zhao Wenye, "You think I opened a club because I'm a lecher? I'm a genuine gentleman who can remain unmoved by temptation."

Zhao Wenye didn't speak again, afraid of disturbing Lan Gang's call with Chief Detective Li Jiusheng of Hong Kong Island. "Long Da Mei" is the nickname given to Chief Detective Li Jiusheng by the Hong Kong Island Land Police. Because Li Jiusheng was slightly hunchbacked, he was initially known as "Humpback Dragon" by the underworld, while "Da Mei" means Chief Detective.

"Brother Sheng, you called me?" Lam Kong asked, a cigarette dangling from his lips, after the call connected.

Lee Jusheng sounded pleased on the other end of the phone, "Your informant's tip was good. The Sai Wan Police Station arrested two robbers based on the tip, and sure enough, they were hiding firearms—five in total. It looks like they can pin a lot of armed robberies on them as scapegoats. Ah Sang from Sai Wan said he wanted me to find out the amount so he could prepare a thank-you gift. He's also planning to take you out for drinks at a dance hall with lots of pretty girls."

"Brother Sheng, just tell Brother Sheng we're all in the same boat, no need to be so formal. When he has any news from Central, just let me know. Tell him to make sure you send your share over. I'll keep some for tipping the informants, that'll be enough," Lam Kong said casually to Lee Jusheng on the other end of the phone.

Lee Jusheng paused for a moment, seemingly pondering, then said, "I've asked him to arrange for 50,000 yuan to be sent to you in the next couple of days. This time, he can at least save two death row inmates. He should take out the money. That's all."

As soon as the other end hung up, Lam Kong's previously carefree expression turned grim. Gritting her teeth, she cursed, "Fifty thousand yuan? Do you think I'm a beggar? Two armed robbers could frame at least ten armed robberies. Lee Jusheng have pocketed at least one hundred thousand yuan in bribes."

After finishing his rant, he put on his coat and said to Zhao Wenye, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the club I've set up."

Without calling any other plainclothes officers, Lam Kong drove Zhao Wenye to a two-story Western-style building on Arbuthnot Street with a sign for the Golden Source Club. Not far from the building's entrance, two Uniformed Branch were patrolling. When they saw Lam Kong park his car outside the building and get out, the two Uniformed Branch waved to Lam Kong from across the street.

"No matter which group is on duty, two people in Uniformed Branch will be specially assigned to guard outside the club." Lam Kong nodded to the two men and led Zhao Wenye into the club gate.

The first floor looked like an ordinary bar lobby with simple decor. There was no band playing music, only a record player. Behind the bar, several pretty girls were chatting and flirting with a plainclothes man sitting on a bar stool with a gun holster showing at his waist. In the tea area of the lobby, there were about a dozen people, all dressed like gangsters. No one had asked anyone to drink with them; they were just sitting at the tea area, ordering some beer, and chatting amongst themselves.

The women and plainclothes officers at the bar saw Lam Kong and stood up to greet him. Lam Kong gave the pretty women a frivolous smile, "How's business?"

"A club run by Headless Sergeant, nobody comes here to have fun, of course it's terrible." A woman hooked her arm around Lam Kong's, her eyes sparkling with seductive charm. "How about you, Sergeant, give us sisters some patronage?"

"Selling wine is fine, but you're not really planning to open Brothel. Everyone's just for show, not for touching, so of course business is bad. How about this, everyone give me a kiss, and I'll tip each of you ten yuan," Lam Kong said, touching his wallet.

Before he could even take out his wallet, several red lips had already kissed Lam Kong's face, leaving several lip prints.

Seeing his plainclothes subordinate standing behind the woman, Lam Kong laughed and cursed, "Get lost! They get paid to kiss me, but if you dare kiss me, I'll shoot you and sue you for sexually harassing your superior."

After the several pretty girls reluctantly left Lam Kong and returned to the bar to happily divide the money, the plainclothes officer said to Lam Kong, "Brother Kong, everyone's here. We're waiting for you to go up for the meeting."

"A-Yip, come with me. I'll introduce you to them. You work in the Marine Police Anti-Smuggling Squad; you'll probably need their information later." Lam Kong beckoned to Zhao Wenye and headed towards the second-floor staircase.