Chapter 383 Three Fires

No one knows what Wang Deming said to Murray MacLehose?
However, when MacLehose officially went to work the next day, he immediately called Superintendent Peter Godber of the Police Force to his office, along with the commander of the Hong Kong garrison, Terence Tang.

"Superintendent Godber," MacLehose greeted Godber with a smile on his face and personally led him to the opposite side of his desk, "I want to understand the current rule of law issues in Hong Kong."

"When I took office, Her Majesty the Queen expressed her concern about public security in Hong Kong."

"She wanted to visit Hong Kong to see how her people were living. She cared about her people."

"She hopes that her people can always bask in the glory of Buckingham Palace. Now, Chief Inspector Ge, please tell me."

MacLehose pointed to the pile of complaint reports on his desk and said, "So many Hong Kong residents have complained about organized gangs affecting their lives. How are you going to handle this?"

He patted another pile of complaint reports and said, "Corruption in our police force is a huge problem!"

"I heard that all police commissioners have to visit four Chinese inspectors first after taking office? Otherwise, they can't do their job properly?"

MacLehose tapped the table and said, "So, I specially invited Commander Deng from Hong Kong to come here today."

"If Inspector Ge needs anything, our English troops stationed in Hong Kong will cooperate with you." Deng Shouren was a white old man in his 50s. He was born into an aristocratic family and had participated in the Korean War before, so someone had already told him to cooperate with MacLehose.

The meat of Hong Kong is already very fat and we need to increase our efforts to harvest it.

"Understood!" Godber looked at MacLehose's smiling face across from him, as if he could see through his heart. "I will immediately arrange for the police to step up their efforts to crack down on crime!"

"We have already set up an anti-gang and anti-drug team. I will continue to intensify the crackdown on organized gangs!"

"Also, Mr. Governor, the four inspectors you mentioned have all retired."

"Is the information I got wrong?" MacLehose glanced at Godber. "In addition, the United States has informed Downing Street that they have found a stable drug smuggling channel in Southeast Asia, right in Hong Kong."

"Don't you know?"

"Mr. Governor, we haven't collected enough evidence yet." Godber's sweat dropped more and more.

"Yeah!" MacLehose was very satisfied. He knew what kind of person Godber was. He had paid money to go to Hong Kong, a colony far away from the British mainland, to serve as a chief and then retire.

But now?
Just recycling waste.

"Okay, Mr. Gerber, I believe in your ability."

When Godber came out of MacLehose's office, he felt his back was soaked by the wind. He now regretted very much that he had not listened to Wang Deming's advice and applied for retirement earlier.

I had originally planned to work in Hong Kong for two more years until retirement, but now it seems a bit difficult!
In a villa on Sze Hoon Road in the Mid-Levels of Victoria Peak, Inspector Lui Lok of Five Billionaires was playing mahjong with a few other people. In addition to Han Sen, the other two were Yan Xiong and Lan Gang.

These four were the four famous detectives in Hong Kong in the 60s.

It seems that Hong Kong always likes to have the Big Four, such as the four major families, the four major gangs, and the Four Heavenly Kings of the 90s.

"Brother Le, do you think this new foreigner will do something strange? Will it affect us?"

The one who spoke was Lan Gang, one of the four chief inspectors. He was the youngest but the most shrewd. Seeing Lui Lok resign at the height of his career, he also quickly retired under the pretext of illness. Now, of the four chief inspectors, only Han Sen and Yan Xiong are still in the police force.

Han Sen previously served as a police inspector in Yau Ma Tei, and was now transferred to Mong Kok as a detective. This coincided with the transfer of Yan Xiong, who was now a detective in Yau Ma Tei.

In the past few years since his retirement, Lui Lok has become increasingly wealthy. If people who don't know him well, they might think he is a rich man.

He casually played a Dongfeng card and replied with a smile: "Aren't all foreign devils greedy? It's just a matter of whether they are greedy on a big scale or a small scale."

"But, I heard from England that the Governor of Hong Kong this time is backed by the ladies from Buckingham Palace." "So I would say, everyone should be careful. I won by myself."

Lu Le continued to persuade Yan Xiong and Han Sen with a smile: "As for money, we all earn about the same amount, enough to last for several lifetimes, right?"

Yan Xiong took a few big gold bulls from the cash box under the mahjong table and threw them onto the table. He snorted, "Humph! Brother Le, you've made enough money. A full 500 million! The brothers only have a fraction of yours. How are you going to return it?"

"Maybe playing a few rounds of Mahjong will make you a pauper."

"Hey, Han Sen, isn't that right?"

Han Sen was like an old farmer, slowly playing mahjong without even raising his eyelids. "The foreign devils have to rely on us, otherwise they won't be able to handle any problems in Hong Kong, with more than 500 million people."

"These foreign devils are all better at making money than the others. How about Hong Kong?"

"I think as long as it doesn't affect their money making, they won't care."

“Haha, that’s it!”

Yan Xiong laughed.

At this time, a male servant in Lu Le's family came forward, leaned over and whispered in Lu Le's ear: "Master, there is a call for you."

Lui Lok's face darkened: "Whose? Can't you see I'm playing mahjong with a few detectives?"

Only at this time can we see how strong Lu Le's aura is, and how murderous he is. All the servants in his family know who this master is.

He is not the Chief Chinese Detective that people outside have been talking about. He is the big boss of Hong Kong underworld.

The four major underworld families in Hong Kong often come here to hold meetings to divide the spoils and territories. As long as he gives the order, all the gangs will move.

Not to mention that he has a fellow villager from Chaozhou, Po Hao, who is even more brutal.

The servant trembled and said, "It's Chief Superintendent Godber."

"Oh?" Lu Le stretched out his hand and pushed the mahjong. "Wait for me for a moment. I'll go and listen to what's going on."

As Lui Lok left, the remaining three people each held a cigarette and puffed out smoke. Han Sen suddenly asked Lan Gang, who was sitting opposite him, "Lan Gang, although you are young, you are smart. What do you think is the reason why Ge Bo is so anxious to find Brother Le?"

Lan Gang pushed up his glasses. "I think it has something to do with the underworld."

"The new Governor of Hong Kong will definitely make the current underworld behave themselves. Maybe there are other things as well."

"Hey! Foreign devils are so annoying!" Yan Xiong said nonchalantly, "They are so greedy, yet they pretend to be serious. Fuck!"

There was a sound of footsteps. Brother Hao, who was wearing glasses, had a cigarette in his mouth, and was followed by several younger brothers carrying suitcases. "Hey, Brother Le is not here?"

"I went to answer the phone. It was from Gerber."

The three people at the mahjong table looked at the box carried by Pohao's men with burning eyes.

Needless to say, there must be money in it.

"Come, I'll play with you guys for a round!" Po Hao sat down in the seat that Lui Lok had taken before, still stacking cards. "Why did Ge Bo suddenly call Brother Lok?"

"You can ask him yourself later."

(End of this chapter)