"Brother Sheng, we got it out of him. There's a shipment worth fifteen million, plus over eighteen million in cash, hidden in two places," Ah Tung said over the phone.
"Also, a lot of Hunggai's money went into the coffin with Chen Mei."
"Take some men and collect it. Find somewhere to store the goods afterward, and bring the money tomorrow," Gu Sheng instructed.
Those goods might still come in handy.
He liked targeting drug dealers like Hunggai best. Everyone knew drug dealers dealt in cash.
He had squeezed thirty million out of the Hunggai Prince alone.
Unfortunately, the bulk of it had gone into the coffin with that bastard Chen Mei.
"Also, Brother Sheng, he was the one who hired people to shoot you before. They were all Vietnamese hitmen. He said Big Mouth Ring handled the contact with them..."
"Got it!" After hanging up, Gu Sheng couldn't help chuckling. "Fuck, someone really played me."
The Hunggai Prince might not have lied this time. After all, he had few useful men left, and he couldn't possibly have personally arranged those hitmen's meals, lodging, and transport.
He had arranged for people to kill Gu Sheng, then sold the Hunggai Prince out to him...
Gu Sheng reckoned Big Mouth Ring was probably out at sea by now.
After all, he didn't look like an idiot.
At noon the next day, while having morning tea, Gu Sheng casually asked Leung Siu-tong, "Caught him yet?"
"I had people check Big Mouth Ring's home and usual haunts, but we came up empty. Still, as long as he's on Hong Kong Island, he won't get away," Leung Siu-tong assured him.
"Go ask the snakeheads." Gu Sheng's mouth twitched.
"Brother Sheng, you mean he ran?" Leung Siu-tong asked.
"What else would he do, stay and wait