A British Lackey Really Does Come in Handy (continued)
He gestured for Nine-Tattooed Dragon to protect Qi Weiwen, while Chen Yanni and the other went back first. Lam Kong walked back to the roadside and watched as Tan Jingwei and the other man were put into the police car. Lam Kong took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. His subordinates beside him had already approached. "Headless Brother, are you really taking them back to the police station?"
Lam Kong gestured towards the pistols on his men's waists. "Go and shoot them both dead. Go back and submit a report saying they were in possession of drugs and are under arrest."
His subordinate glanced at the passenger ferry terminal in the distance and hesitated for a moment. "So many people?"
"Don't you want a promotion?" Lam Kong said. "I've brought so many people to testify for you, what's the big deal about killing a couple of poisonous insects? Are you afraid I'll frame you?"
Lam Kong's subordinate is named Chen Wenjiu. Unlike A Wai, who has followed Yan Hung for many years, Lam Kong is too young and hasn't been in the Police Force for very long. He doesn't have any loyal followers yet. Chen Wenjiu started following him after he was transferred to the Mong Kok Police Station. Now he is twenty-nine years old and has only managed to get the lowly title of detective team leader. He is still far from becoming Detective Sergeant. The main reason is that he is afraid of death and doesn't dare to risk his life when he has an opportunity. He only started to improve after following Lam Kong. Lam Kong didn't have any confidants, so he promoted him because of his experience. Unexpectedly, Chen Wenjiu hesitated when he was asked to do something for the first time today.
To be honest, after Chen Wenjiu followed Lam Kong, he was called "Master Jiu" when he went out. Compared to before, he was definitely more powerful and influential. Before, no one in the underworld would even give him a second glance. Now, it was the other way around; everyone in the underworld would fawn over him. Chen Wenjiu knew in his heart that if he followed Lam Kong, he would have to step up when Lan Gang needed him to do something. But thinking about it was one thing, doing it was another. Now that Lam Kong had ordered him to shoot someone, he was worried that if Lam Kong didn't save him after he killed someone, he would be a murderer, lose his job, go to prison, and maybe even end up on the gallows.
"I look down on you for life, you'll eat shit!" Lam Kong looked at the other party's timid appearance, took out the pistol from his waist, cursed, threw away the cigarette in his hand, and walked towards the car window. Before he could point the gun at the two people in the back seat of the car, a strange voice rang out in the distance.
"Mr. Tam, what trouble have you encountered that you need my help with...?"
Lam Kong's first reaction was to put the pistol back in its holster. Without even turning his head to look, he knew that anyone who could speak in such broken Chinese could only be Britain.
He put the gun back in its holster, turned around, and sure enough, there were two people standing on the opposite side of the street. They looked like they had just gotten out of a black Chevrolet sedan. One was a middle-aged Britain man, and the other was a young China man. Looking at their impeccably tailored suits and leather briefcases, Lam Kong frowned slightly. This was typical lawyer attire.
At this moment, the Britain was walking towards Lam Kong and the police car. Tan Jingwei, sitting in the back seat, slowly smiled, raised his hands to his chest, turned his head to look at Lam Kong outside the window, and said casually:
"Mr. Smith, this officer wants to take me back to the station so I can learn some rules."
The Britain, whom Tan Jingwei referred to as Mr. Smith, walked over and said to Lam Kong with a somewhat arrogant expression:
"I am Frank Smith, a lawyer at Gordon Law Firm. This Mr. Tam is a client of Gordon Law Firm. Although I rarely handle these kinds of security disputes, everyone living in Hong Kong knows that, officer, handcuffing my client without evidence is a very serious violation of human rights. I will write to the Security Secretary under the Secretariat to complain about your actions."
Lam Kong let out a breath, turned to look at Qi Weiwen and the others, whose figures were now only faintly visible in the distance, and then looked back at Tan Jingwei inside the car:
"I was just passing by. I was just tying your hand. You can go and complain about him."
Tan Jingwei leaned his head back in his chair. "Do you want me to take Mr. Smith to the police station to learn the rules from you, officer, or should I get out of the car now so as not to disturb you while you're on duty?"
Lam Kong stared at Tan Jingwei, his hand on his holster. He felt that letting Tan Jingwei go would be a big problem, but if he were to kill him on the spot as Qi Weiwen suggested, the Foreign Devil next to him, who was obviously arranged by Tan Jingwei, was a Britain lawyer. If he wanted to cause trouble for him, there were a million ways to do so in this colony of Hong Kong.
Moreover, deep down, Lam Kong felt that Qi Weiwen's words were a bit exaggerated. Even if the other party wanted to cause trouble for Qi Weiwen, he could simply send a few men to keep watch 24 hours a day at the Kowloon Restaurant or downstairs where Qi Weiwen was staying. Surely this guy wouldn't go so far as to intentionally kill a policeman, would he?
After staring at Tan Jingwei for several seconds, Lam Kong removed his hand from his holster, glanced at his men, and one of them opened the car door. Tan Jingwei and Fourth Brother got out, and Lam Kong's men unlocked their handcuffs. Tan Jingwei picked up the handcuffs and handed them to Lam Kong's men, looking at Lam Kong and smiling.
"Thanks."
After speaking, Tan Jingwei, along with his men whom he called Fourth Brother, walked towards the black Chevrolet sedan across the street, making no attempt to conceal the fact that he had already arranged for a lawyer to wait there.
Lam Kong turned around somewhat irritably, kicked the tire of the police car, and waved to Chen Wenjiu. Chen Wenjiu ran over, and Lam Kong looked at Chen Wenjiu: "You take A-De A-Mao back to the station. The other three come with me. Tell the four of us to tell the Detective Chief Inspector that we're investigating a case of Thailand fighting with local gangsters over territory. We need to keep watch on them 24 hours a day for the next few days and can't go back to the station."
"Understood, Headless Brother." Chen Wenjiu readily agreed, as long as he wasn't personally put in danger, everything was fine.
Lam Kong said to his three subordinates, "Keep a close eye on Sister Wen these next few days. Don't let anyone cause her any trouble."
Several of his men had just witnessed Tan Jingwei swaggering away, and upon hearing Lam Kong's words, they hurriedly agreed.
"Let's go to the Kowloon Restaurant. Oh, and have Golden-Tooth Lei from Fuyixing send someone to the Kowloon Restaurant. There are some things I need to tell him."
The Chevrolet across the street had already started moving and was heading forward. Fourth Brother was sitting next to Tan Jingwei, with Attorney Smith in the passenger seat and Attorney Smith's young assistant driving. At this moment, Smith and his assistant were staring intently ahead, completely ignoring Tan Jingwei and his assistant in the back seat.