"I don't quite understand why Lin Xiaohe has such close ties with Taiwan, would go to Taiwan again... just like the back of this bank draft suggests, to be close to Mainland China?"
"Because the Lin Family believes that Hong Kong may belong to Taiwan or Mainland China in the future, but it will never belong to the Britain again. And since the Lin Family has no intention of leaving Hong Kong, they naturally need to make some preparations for the future. For example, they need to curry favor with Hong Kong's future owners in advance. Simply put, they are not optimistic about Hong Kong's prospects under Britain colonization after the Korean War. They believe that Hong Kong Club be taken back after the Korean War." Herlys narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice, "This is a blatant desecration of the British Empire. Think about it, a Hong Kong Chinese family that made its fortune by buying opium from the Britain and then selling it to the China person, and which was once very close to Britain, has actually lost faith in Hong Kong under Britain rule. This makes me feel sad. I feel that the flag of the British Empire flying over Hong Kong is not as bright as it used to be."
"Sir, based on the current intelligence, the charge that the Lin Family is involved in smuggling embargoed goods is somewhat far-fetched. If we really investigate this bill of exchange in depth..." A technical officer from the Political Department's Operations Branch, who was in charge of the case investigation, wanted to express his doubts.
Before he could finish speaking, Herlys smiled arrogantly and said to the other man, "Milo, if you want to investigate further, you must go to Malaya and start by investigating the case of thirty-seven Hong Kong triad members being executed as spies. Do you know what that means?"
"I..."
Herlys placed his hands on the table: "This means the Hong Kong Police Force Political Department has to apply to the Police Department Chief, the Security Secretary, the Secretariat, and the Government House, layer by layer, to appoint a special commissioner, like Mr. Milo, to investigate the Military Special Investigations Section of the British Army Military Police Headquarters in Malaya. At the end of the investigation, there are only two outcomes: First, no problems are found, and all thirty-seven people are spies who deserve their fate. The Malaya Military Police Headquarters will merely mock us, make the Police Department Chief lose face, and give us a severe dressing-down at a meeting. But the second outcome is that you find problems, and those thirty-seven Chinese are not spies..." "Spy, what are you planning to do? Overturn the verdict for those thirty-seven China person? If you choose to do so, it means the Military Special Investigations Section of the Malaya Military Police Headquarters has made a grave mistake. You might become a champion of justice, but I suspect the then-Governor, the Secretary, the Director, and even I will hate you, hate you terribly. Even you yourself and your family will hate you. If you investigate them, they can come to Hong Kong to investigate us. The Military Special Investigations Section is under the British Empire Military Intelligence Bureau. If they want to investigate you, they can uncover things like you underpaid taxes by a single penny. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Understood, sir," Milo said in a low voice, shrinking his neck slightly.
"Very good. In short, when Commissioner Mak contacted me, he meant that if any Hong Kong Chinese were eager to jump out and badmouth Britain, whether they were genuinely badmouthing it or being framed, it didn't matter. What mattered was that we should use this to warn other Chinese: the Britain may not have won the Korean War against China, but dealing with these guys who want to lean towards China is very easy. If you don't want to end up like the Lin Family, then shut up and remember that as long as the Britain are in Hong Kong, they will have to grovel even to a Britain beggar." Herlys loosened his grip on Mai's hands. "Our Commissioner Mak has luckily won the first prize in the lottery, a whopping Hong Kong dollars 740,000. He plans to host a banquet for his colleagues in a few days to celebrate. Mr. Milo, you are good at digging out the truth, could you help me dig out some inside information about the Hong Kong Jockey Club?"
"You Hong Kong Jockey Club... How could I possibly..."
"That's right, remember this phrase: 'How could you possibly...' Commissioner Mak said that the Governor of Hong Kong recently often used a China saying: 'A balance of kindness and severity, leniency and harshness.' Use the Lin Family to demonstrate Britain's power and ferocity in Hong Kong, and use the China person provide us with assistance and have full confidence in Britain to demonstrate Britain's kindness and generosity in Hong Kong. Combine these two points to show all the China person in Hong Kong, telling them that those who are pessimistic about Britain will suffer a terrible fate, while those who firmly stand on Britain's side will gain status and wealth. This is a political tactic. Don't treat this as an ordinary case that requires pursuing the truth. Compared to politics and the interests of the Britain, the truth for the China person is of course more important."
"The truth..." Milo was a typical technical official, and his thirst for the truth seemed stronger than others, so he wanted to say more.
Hearing the dull-witted guy still talking, Herlys tapped the table impatiently. "Milo! Listen carefully, I don't want to be too vulgar, but it seems you haven't understood anything I've said, right? I'm saying, HSBC and Jardine are holding shares right now, and they need a plausible excuse to circumvent some preferential treatment and sell the shares to someone to get cash. And that plausible excuse is that the Lin Family's mother might have financial dealings with China! Freeze their assets indefinitely so they don't have the money to buy back the shares! Do you understand? I even told Commissioner Mak he won the lottery, and you still don't get it? Fine, next month, I'll consider sending you to the Support Department for technical support work. You're really not suited for the Operations Branch Department." After Herlys finished speaking, he stood up and left the office.
After Herlys left the conference room, Milo looked at his colleague with confusion. "Todd, what's the deal with Commissioner Mak's horse racing tickets?"
His companion leaned back in his chair and smiled at Milo, "Commissioner Mak never buys lottery tickets, so, Milo, are you going to investigate the truth behind that lottery ticket? Relax, this is Hong Kong. The truth about the China person isn't important to us."
Chapter 425 Deep Brotherhood
"Coming to see me so late, and smelling a bit of alcohol, is it really to talk about work?" Jiang Yongen brushed her hair aside, stood by the window, glanced at Yao Chunxiao standing next to Song Tianyao's Ford car on the street in the distance, then looked at Song Tianyao, who was wearing a trench coat and standing beside her, and asked softly.
Song Tianyao turned his head and stared at Jiang Yongen for a while before looking away and continuing to look at the empty street, "What, are you here to molest me instead of talking about work? Do you think I'm some lecherous guy who sneaks out in the middle of the night to pick up his female secretary?"