Wang Yan didn't know Yan Tong's curses, but he could think of them.
In fact, he originally wanted to poach a piece of it from several other detectives, but the foreign devils refused to do it. He has made such great achievements this time, and his own power is there. The foreign devils are still very generous to give him a place as rich as Tsim Sha Tsui.
Because they know that it won't matter where they put Wang Yan, and they don't care. All they want is the title of detective. And Wang Yan's power is there, so it's better to give him a good place and make the area under his jurisdiction more beautiful, stable and prosperous. For Tsim Sha Tsui, this is the consideration.
But if Wang Yan wants more, that won't work. Because he already dominates the police force, it is impossible for the foreign devils to let him go. Although they know that Yan Tong and the others may not be able to resist him, with their help, they can also enable Yan Tong and others to fight against Wang Yan. In the police force, a kind of A new balance.
As for bringing the original detective to Wang Yan's territory to be a mascot, it would give Wang Yan some face, and also give Yan Tong and others a greater sense of crisis, knowing who is the father and who to follow.
Wang Yan knew exactly what the foreign devils were thinking, but he could say with certainty that chicken feathers were of no use.
The bottom line is that the rules of the game have changed now. Instead of the detective relying on charity from the foreign devils, he is going down to gain the trust of the lower-level police officers and win it from the foreign devils. Can it be the same thing to kneel down and lick the alms that come from you and fight for yourself?
Without the support of the lower-level police officers, what if there is a platform for foreign devils? What's the use of letting Yan Tong sit in the position of Chief Inspector, unable to direct others, and no one will send him money?
The money needed to do business cannot be filled by the fees collected from gangsters. Yan Tong and others are now struggling to support themselves. Not only are the coffins thrown into the factory, but everyone has more or less taken out a loan. The factory's profit has not improved dramatically, and it will collapse sooner or later.
Moreover, this time Yan Tong also conspired with Shi Shika. Lan Gang and the others saw Yan Tong's appearance today and should know it well. Some things require evidence, and some do not. Now that Yan Tong has broken the rules first, it is natural for him to do something with Yan Tong...
Originally, according to past rules, it was almost time to change the positions of the detectives at this time, just to prevent a certain detective from exerting too much control over a certain place, which was a precaution against foreign devils.
But since Wang Yan was transferred to Sha Tau Kok, set up factories in North District and Yuen Long, and single-handedly provoked the involvement of the detectives in order to win the hearts and minds of the lower-level Chinese police officers, with the development in recent years, this transfer defense area of the foreign devils method is completely useless.
Yan Tong and others' subordinates are transferred to Wang Yan's side, which is a mascot. But if Wang Yan's subordinates are transferred to Yan Tong's side, it will be different. It is basically the same as giving him the territory for free. It's just that Mr. Wang is too rich.
So this time, except for Wang Yan's rise to power, there were basically no major changes, and it was very harmonious.
After talking about a bunch of nonsense, William stood up and shook Wang Yan's hand: "Wang, congratulations."
"Thank you, sir." Wang Yan smiled and thanked his immediate superior. Although he looked honored, there was no respect in his words, and the foreign devils had no way to gain his respect.
These people are very greedy, knowing that he is rich, and the lion wants a lot. It takes no effort to do things, but it takes a lot of effort to bargain. From Maxwell, to William, to the lowest superintendent, they all give away one after another. They receive money and do fair transactions. There is no respect or lack of respect.
William is not ignorant. In fact, in essence, he needs Wang Yan more because Wang Yan gives him more money and can do more. It is not limited to Hong Kong and Kowloon, but can be extended to his hometown. It is the power of capital.
To be honest, if Wang Yan did not want to develop in the police force, then his power would not be of much use to Wang Yan. As the number one person in the Chinese community in Hong Kong and Kowloon, when Wang Yan made a phone call to Grantham when it came to police and criminal matters, Maxwell would be sprayed with blood.
Although Longteng has done various tax avoidance operations, the tax paid to the Hong Kong government every year is not a small amount. Of course, money is nothing. Longteng's influence is not limited to taxation, but also to the support of so many people and the vigorous development of upstream and downstream industries. The rapid development of Hong Kong and Kowloon in recent years is largely due to the existence of Longteng. So in this regard, there is no doubt about Soaring Dragon's influence, and as the Lord of Soaring Dragon, one can imagine how powerful Wang Yan is.
Seeing William waiting for a group of foreign devils to leave, Yan Tong walked up to Wang Yan and said in a strange tone, "Brother Wang, you are so clever."
He was about ten centimeters shorter than Wang Yan in height, and he was slightly hunched over. Wang Yan always had a straight back. Although they were only one meter apart, Yan Tong still had to raise his head slightly.
Standing in front of Wang Yan with his hands behind his back, his aura dropped more than a level. Seeing this scene, the eyes of Inspector Yiqian who took refuge with Yan Tong flickered, thinking whether it was the right choice to turn to Wang Yan.
"Brother Tong was joking. It's just that the ghost guy saw that I had a lot of credit and arranged a pretty good position. What tricks were used? It's just that I have a little more money than you." After that, Ignoring the slightly frustrated Yan Tong, Wang Yan turned to look at the more than twenty detectives on the side: "We are all brothers. From now on, I will be in Tsim Sha Tsui. There are many good restaurants and bars there. No matter what, we are all brothers." No matter what happens, just come to me and I'll treat you to drinks and dinner at any time.
Oh, and fellow detectives, if you have any trouble in business, you can come and see me. As you all know, my business is doing pretty well, and I will help anyone I can. You have worked in the police force for decades, and it is not good to lose your retirement money for some unworthy things. We are all brothers, so we should live in harmony and make a fortune together. Do you think so? "
Chen Tong, Zeng Rongjiang and others who had taken refuge behind him naturally responded loudly, while the group of people on the opposite side could only nod awkwardly. The boss is not living up to expectations, and it is really uncomfortable for the younger brother to be caught in the middle.
"Brother Wang, don't be so confident, money is not everything."
"Brother Tong, you have to know that you can't do it without money. When I think of the powerful Mr. Yan, living a poor and down-and-out life in his later years, that scene... tsk tsk..." Wang Yan shook his head and glanced at the others Several detectives chuckled: "Let's go."
Listening to the footsteps walking away, hearing the conversations about 'Brother Yan is the best', 'drinking to celebrate', 'Yan Tong is not good', etc., as well as the hearty laughter, Yan Tong's face became gloomy. Looking at Wang Yan's back as he left, there was murderous intent in his eyes...
The advantage of having a high spirit is that it amplifies the normal feelings that ordinary people have, making them more sensitive, and it looks more like a fantasy. This is also the key to his four hundred years of rule, provoking countless people, and repeatedly escaping assassinations.
Therefore, he was keenly aware of Yan Tong's murderous intention. Some people always find it too slow to die, do not know what they are capable of, and do not know themselves.
In the high-end restaurant near the regional police station, three tables had been set up before noon, and it was very lively to exchange glasses for glasses. Wang Yan was promoted today, and coincidentally, all the detectives who had taken refuge were here. The eldest brother invited his subordinates to have a meal, both to celebrate and to convey the spirit of the instructions.
Of course, his spirit is nothing but one. No matter how you make money, you must maintain street order and ensure that citizens can live in peace. Whoever cannot do it should go down and let those who can do it come up.
Again, it is difficult for him to get to the top, but it is not a big problem to let others get to the top. Especially his own subordinates, it still depends on his mood.
After talking about the serious business, Chen Tong told the lard guy on the side about what happened in the police station before, laughing so hard that he couldn't see his eyes: "Ayan, look at Yan Tong's look just now, it was so happy..."
As his status improved, 'Brother Yan' and 'Wang Sheng' became his titles. As for 'Ayan', except for my father-in-law Baifanyu and Miss Bai who occasionally call him this, now only Chen Tong still calls him this.
This was to show off his qualifications, not to Wang Yan of course, but to the people around him, to show his closeness to Wang Yan and to elevate his own status. It’s normal for the old to bring in the new.
Although Chen Tong didn't help Wang Yan much, he did give him trust and allowed him to reap the sincerity of his men. Therefore, Wang Yan did not respect Chen Tong, but he was very considerate and willing to look up to Chen Tong.
Whether it was helpful or not was a clear matter between the two of them, but for those who didn't know the situation, it was Chen Tong who had a good eye for people and promoted him. So even if he was pretending, he still wanted to praise Chen Tong. What's more, the old boy himself is quite good and knows how to measure things. He is not young now and will retire in a few years. It doesn't matter if he uses his own brand name.
It is also good for others to see how Mr. Wang treats his own people.
Wang Yan looked at Chen Tong beside him with a smile: "Uncle, Yan Tong will have a good life in a few days. This is just the beginning, and the happier things are yet to come."
"Are you going to start taking action?" Chen Tong was stunned for a moment and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Do you suspect that Yan Tong was involved in the Shishika incident?"
He knew that Wang Yan had always developed naturally in the past and had not deliberately targeted him. The achievements we have today all came naturally. Now that I have just started, I have to exert my strength.
"After all, there is a chief detective above. It is enough for the Chinese in the police force to have one voice." Wang Yan did not answer directly, but his meaning was obvious, and he agreed with Chen Tong's statement.
"There is a voice..." Chen Tong muttered again, nodded and patted Wang Yan on the shoulder: "Come on, Ayan, I'll toast you. It's up to you in the future."
Wang Yan nodded with a smile, touched him, and had a drink with him.
The other detectives who were talking happily were paying attention to what was going on here. Now that they had finished speaking, they began to come over one by one to toast the eldest brother and once again congratulate the eldest brother on his promotion, almost showing their faces.
Regardless of flattery, flattery, family background, or luck, no matter how they got to the position of detective, these people are the best among the nearly 10,000 Chinese people in the police force. All of them are well-rounded characters, they talk well and drink well. Inspector Wang listens well and drinks well.
A group of people drank from morning to afternoon. Even though Wang Yan had a super drinking capacity, he was still in a daze when the group broke up.
Looking at the eldest brother in the back row who was concentrating with his eyes closed, lard boy, who was still very sober at the moment and was stealing and leaking wine, asked: "Brother Yan, what are the arrangements for that bastard Yan Tong?"
"Didn't you say that he likes gambling? From time to time he would cross the sea to Aodeng to play a few games. Is this true?"
"Yes, I go there basically every week."
Wang Yan said calmly: "Let Ah Fei and the others go over and do it cleanly."
'A Fei and the others' are the reliable manpower he has cultivated over the years. Now there are only thirty of them in total, and they are all top-notch in assassination, guarding, and combat. When I have something to do, I train in a specially built venue in the North District, and take turns to be bodyguards for Miss Bai and the boys. All the family members are doing easy, high-paying jobs in Longteng, and their salaries are also extremely high, making them an absolutely safe group of people.
"Brother Yan, no matter how clean you are, they will be the first to suspect you."
"It's their business to doubt it or not. It's your business to do it clean or not."
"Don't worry, Brother Yan, don't you worry about what I do?"
Wang Yan hummed and said nothing more.
In fact, he didn't want to kill Yan Tong. Even if he found out today that he was involved in the previous riots, he didn't want to kill him directly. The original idea was normal exclusion, but the final acquisition of Yan Tong's factory would only make him impoverished for the rest of his life.
But now it doesn't work anymore, Yan Tong doesn't even hide his murderous intention towards him, so what else is there for him to do? Instead of passively waiting for Yan Tong's actions, it would be better for him to take the initiative and kill the person directly, thus saving him a life of unrest and also allowing Yan Tong, the bastard who had done all the bad things, to die early and be reborn early, which would be a meritorious deed.
Today is Thursday, and he will take office next Monday. The next few days are regarded as holidays, so the driver took him directly back to Kowloon Tong. Besides, he drank a lot today. Even if he didn't have a holiday, he wouldn't go to work at the police station, and no one would check his attendance.
The car stopped steadily in front of the yard. The passenger's lard boy skillfully opened the passenger's door and ran to the back seat to open the door for his elder brother.
The little kids playing in the yard yelled "Dad" and "Brother-in-law" twice, and ran over like a swarm of repeaters, especially the second, third, and fourth children who were the most exaggerated, with dirty hands. I grabbed it directly from my father's expensive suit.
Only the eldest, Xiaobai, seemed to be a little sensible, and he called Lardboy "Uncle Zai" obediently, and then the other children followed suit.
Lardboy smiled and patted the little heads of the little ones and responded. He was three years older than Wang Yan and had children already. As the saying goes, when you are full and warm, you will miss you. In recent years, after following Wang Yan's success, he married another young man. Not to mention the little colorful flags outside, he can afford to raise more children, eight. ...But unfortunately, they are either older or younger than Xiaobai and the others, and there is no one around the same age. Otherwise, I would have sent the children over long ago to play with the prince.
"I'm going to do something, Brother Yan."
"Go." Wang Yan nodded and said, "By the way, let someone count Yantong's factory to see if they can eat it in one sitting."
"Don't worry, Brother Yan, it will definitely be enough. There are only a group of orphans and widowed mothers left. If you give them eight people and they don't dare to speak loudly, it would be good to give them some money to live on."
Yan Tong's widow cannot be moved, it is a matter of face. The most important thing is that once Yan Tong died, others would doubt him. If he didn't even spare Yan Tong's widow, it would be a bit too tasteless.
Besides, it's not like he, Wang, doesn't have such a big heart, and he's not afraid of these people seeking revenge in the future.
"Go." Wang Yan nodded, watched Lardboy get into the car and leave, and then led the children back to the yard.
Recently, the Baifanyu family lives in Kowloon Tong, not far away, so the children play together every day. In the yard, Miss Bai and two young mothers were watching him approach with a group of children.
Miss Bai, who was sitting on the chair with her legs crossed, curled her lips: "Have you been drinking?"
"I was promoted to detective today, and it just so happened that all the detectives were here, so I celebrated with them."
"Inspector Wang, my dad has booked a hotel. Let's have dinner together in the evening and celebrate with you. Go and wash yourself off. The smell of tobacco and alcohol all over your body won't infect the child."
"Yes, leader." Wang Yan gave an exaggerated salute to the police force, and a bunch of kids behind him who didn't know why followed his example...
"You guys play for now. Dad is going to take a bath. He will come out and play with you later." After stopping a bunch of followers, Wang Yan turned around and entered the house...
Unlike Inspector Wang, whose life was smooth and comfortable, Yan Tong was troubled and could no longer be troubled.
Yan Tong wrapped his beloved big cigar one after another, his eyes unfocused. When he thought about the detective who had been replaced by Wang Yan crying and begging him after the team broke up, and when he thought about the distrust that other detectives looked at him, he was very angry. Angry at the ingratitude of the detectives he promoted, and even more angry at Wang Yan who left him helpless.
In fact, ever since Wang Yan killed Du Yushan's nephew, his relationship with Du Yushan had become closer.
He already knew the news before the riot. He didn't think about using this to get promoted. After all, he was already a detective and there was nothing to be promoted at all. Besides, are the Guo Min Party so easy to mess with? If he dares to reveal the news, his head will be moved within three days.
In fact, his first thought was not to use this opportunity to get promoted, but whether he could take the opportunity to kill Wang Yan. He knew that with Wang Yan by his side, it would not be easy to maintain his current position, let alone progress. Blocking people's way of making money is like killing your parents. It is unjust to refuse to do what the king says.
So after some planning, they sent seven people to attack Wang Yan. Two of the gunmen were sent by Du Yushan. As for whether they were from Du Yushan, it was none of his business. After all, as long as the person named Wang died. The other gunman was sent by him. He had helped him kill a detective who blocked his way before, and he was very trustworthy. The other four people were also sent out by Du Yushan, but two of them were at the front. They were knocked down without even taking out their knives. They were so useless.
They were not worried that Wang Yan would not take the lead in person, because Wang Yan relied on his ability to take the lead, and for such a great achievement, everyone had to take the lead in person, and it was accurate.
But what they expected was that Wang Yan was really good at fighting. With three guns, they can kill each other in a face-off manner. Their combat effectiveness is too exaggerated. Moreover, there was a terrifying record of taking on dozens of hooligans and chasing people on his own.
It is precisely because of this that Yan Tong is very worried about how to kill Wang Yan directly.
Just thinking about it, he wrapped the big cigar one mouthful at a time. In his distraction, he accidentally took a sip, which made him choke and cough again and again. He raised his wrist to check the time, but at one o'clock in the afternoon, he shook his head and planned to go out to have fun and relax.
He went out and called two of his men, drove to Victoria Harbor, boarded a luxury cruise ship that frequently traveled between Hong Kong and Macao, and looked at the sea on the deck, smoking a cigar, thinking about how to kill the man named Wang, and then arrived in Austria. mendelevium.
Aodeng, as one of the four major gambling cities in the future, is now as prosperous as it was later. In 1847, Putao issued a decree allowing gambling to become a special form of entertainment and directly opened official casinos. After more than a hundred years of development, one can imagine the extent to which the gambling industry here has reached.
Gambling is impossible without money. Therefore, most of the people here are wealthy people from Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, as well as a lot of foreign devils. Government officials, corporate bosses, successful businessmen, etc., there is really no one who comes and goes.
As the well-known 'Yan Ye', who is a well-known figure in Hong Kong and Kowloon, although there are many people with status here, he also has a good reputation, knows many people, and quickly formed a group. While drinking expensive foreign wine, smoking a big cigar, and occasionally touching the pert buttocks of the little girl next to him, Yan Tong played from night to night, showing off his power and winning more than 300,000 yuan.
He was very happy, because tonight's harvest proved that he did not memorize words, and it was time for good luck.
It's so late, of course I won't go back to Hong Kong, there is a hotel here. It just so happened that he had a big victory tonight, he was of a very good nature, and he opened the room with the little girl who had been following him, um oh oh oh.
After two rounds of tossing and looking at the charming and satisfied little girl, he was satisfied with his extraordinary performance tonight.
After exercising, he was very tired. Gambling requires concentration. Every game with an opponent, every thrill between winning and losing, makes him very excited. But the excitement was exhausted by the two rounds of exercise, and then endless exhaustion came up. He hugged his little sister and fell asleep...
Although Wang Yan said today that he had a good relationship with Shi Shika and seemed to be a little suspicious of him, he did not see any murderous intent or cruelty in Wang Yan's eyes.
Moreover, in the past time, everyone's struggle has been controlled within a certain range, and no extraordinary actions have been taken. He could have made them bankrupt long ago, but they didn't take any action. He felt that Wang Yan didn't take them seriously and didn't bother to make small moves. So in his heart, he took it for granted that even if Wang Yan was suspicious, he would not be touched without evidence. Otherwise, what would the other detectives think? What do the nearly 10,000 Chinese police officers think? So he slept peacefully after quenching his thirst with a glass of wine.
Yan Tong is not a fool, but his self-guessing and thinking that he knows his opponent are undoubtedly stupid.
It was late at night, and except for a few energetic people who were still tossing and gambling, most were already asleep. Of course, Yan Tong's men couldn't stay outside the door all night. This is an official hotel and is very safe. If someone murders someone here, the consequences will be very serious. And many people with more status and wealth than Yan Tong did not let their men guard the door, and Yan Tong didn't have much.
In the corridor outside, on both sides of the room where Yan Tong was located some distance apart, two people opened the door at the same time in no particular order and stuck their heads out. The quiet sound of pindrops could be heard in the corridor, confirming that there was no problem. The two people walked lightly and silently towards the door of Yan Tong's room.
One of them held a pistol with a silencer, and the other took out a wire and a needle, inserted them into the door lock, and opened the door in a matter of seconds. The two of them walked in gently and got close to the naked man and woman who were sleeping soundly on the big bed.
The two of them tacitly took out the wet cotton cloth and covered the mouths and noses of Yan Tong and the little girl in no particular order.
Feeling short of breath and aware of the pressure on his face, Yan Tong opened his eyes sharply, but it was too late. He had already taken a sip of the unknown liquid on the cotton cloth. He struggled hard twice, but because the violent movement also accelerated his breathing, he struggled twice, and then he lost consciousness as soon as his eyes rolled up.
The woman next to her found it much easier. She showed no sign of struggle and was sleeping soundly.
After covering it for a few more breaths, the man took the cotton cloth off Yan Tong's face and put it in his pocket. Then he rolled Yan Tong's eyes, turned on the bedside lamp, made sure it was out of focus, and then nodded with satisfaction.
He took out a small syringe from his pocket, gently lifted the quilt, and carefully looked between Yan Tong's limbs and neck. Then he found the crook of Yan Tong's left arm where the woman had grabbed it near the artery due to movement. At the snow mark, he gently inserted the needle and slowly pushed the unknown medicine inside.
Then he gently covered Yan Tong with the quilt, turned off the bedside lamp, took every step back, carefully cleaned the traces on the carpet, opened the door and left, returning to their previous room.
In the room where Yan Tong was, the girl from the casino was sleeping soundly on the quilt with her long legs. Her pretty brows were slightly furrowed, which showed that her dream was not a happy one.
She didn't notice that the middle-aged bald man next to her was shaking violently, sweating profusely, and looking hideous, as if he was experiencing unbearable pain.
After a long time, he stopped shaking, but the tangled faces looked particularly scary...
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