Chen Jiaju Offers Himself Up!

Chapter 82 Chen Jiaju Offers Himself Up! (Second Update, Please Subscribe)

After explaining the task, Shen Shaofeng called Cai Yuanqi again.

"Officer Choi, it's me—"

"Yes, I've been discharged from the hospital. Is it convenient for me to come over now?"

"Okay, see you later."

Shen Shaofeng hung up the phone, shifted gears, and started the engine.

Late at night, at Cai Yuanqi's villa.

"Shaofeng, you still don't look too good. I told you there's no need to rush."

Cai Yuanqi leaned back on the large sofa in the reception room, a cigar dangling from his mouth.

"Officer Choi, it's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

He certainly didn't believe that Cai Yuanqi was really not in a hurry. More than ten days had passed since he was injured and hospitalized that night.

He took a thin envelope from his inner pocket and handed it to Cai Yuanqi: "Everything we took out of the bird's beak, except for what we normally report, is here."

Cai Yuanqi took the envelope, weighed it in his hand, and took a puff of smoke.

"You're my assistant; I trust you."

He didn't open it on the spot, but casually put it into his bathrobe pocket, expressing his "trust" in Shen Shaofeng.

"Don't drink any alcohol yet. I've had the workers make you some soup; it's very nourishing."

Cai Yuanqi pointed to a thermos that looked out of place in the reception room, placed on the crystal tabletop.

Shen Shaofeng was "deeply moved," opened the thermos, and gulped down the contents.

"Wow, watercress and snakehead fish soup, that's delicious, thank you, Mr. Choi."

This kind of slow-cooked soup definitely can't be made on short notice.

The fact that Cai Yuanqi was able to prepare so well without knowing when he would arrive is enough to prove that he had put in the effort to win people's hearts.

"So, what kind of reward do you want this time?"

"No need, Inspector Cai. We still have the task of getting close to Pan Zhiang to complete. I, Shen Shaofeng, am not a greedy person."

"Very good, Shaofeng, that's what I admire about you. Like I said, don't be impatient."

Cai Yuanqi took another puff of his cigar and sat up straight: "However, you also know what the situation will be like in two years. Right now, the north should have already started looking for potential police officers within the police force."

"Keep working hard to solve the case; I'll take care of the rest."

"Thank you, Officer Choi."

The following morning, West Kowloon Regional Headquarters, 0 Bureau Headquarters, Chief Superintendent's Office.

Li Wenbin looked up from the document and glanced at Shen Shaofeng.

"Why are you in such a hurry to see me? Is something wrong?"

Shen Shaofeng casually pulled over a swivel chair and sat down: "Boss, there is indeed a case that needs to be reported to you—"

He briefly recounted how Ye Rongheng was kidnapped, including the part about Lok Wai-ching acting as the matchmaker.

Of course, Li Wenbin can be trusted 100%.

"The Ye family doesn't want to go public for the time being, but they agree that we can do things under the premise of absolute confidentiality."

After listening, Li Wenbin stood up from his office chair, put his hands on his hips, and looked out the window.

Looking out from his gaze, Argyle Street below was already bustling with people, showcasing the vitality of Hong Kong Island.

How much evil is hidden beneath this seemingly prosperous facade?

He turned to Shen Shaofeng: "The kidnapping of a wealthy and powerful family is a tricky case, Shaofeng. Don't forget what happened with Huang Jiahui—"

At this point, Li Wenbin sighed.

If it were the previous Li Wenbin, upon hearing of such a serious crime, he would have acted swiftly and ordered Shen Shaofeng to take immediate action.

Shen Shaofeng shrugged: "Li Sir, we're police officers. Are we just going to watch Ye Rongheng die?"

He had previously "taught" Li Wenbin not to act impulsively.

Now, he needs to "guide" Li Wenbin again, making him understand that since he has already taken over, he should stop worrying about gains and losses and focus on doing everything he can to rescue him.

Li Wenbin took a deep breath: "Shaofeng, you're right, I was overthinking it."

He straightened his expression and sat down again: "What arrangements do you want to make? Use the people from Group B?"

"Brothers who are temporarily holding off on the zero-record entries."

Shen Shaofeng shook his head.

"They are trustworthy, of course, but these kidnappers are cunning. If too many people talk, and something happens to Ye Rongheng, we'll be in big trouble."

"I've already arranged for Chen Yongren to keep a close eye on Zhou Junming. As for the other candidates, I'll consider them further."

Li Wenbin frowned: "Then what are you going to do? Abandon all that wiretapping, tracking, and perimeter surveillance?"

Shen Shaofeng was prepared: "Boss, when we raided the Ni family's place, did you remember that CIB gang of thugs led by Zhuo Kai?"

"I remember, that trainee inspector, he was very experienced, and his report was well written."

"Yes, his team of thugs are all veterans. Most importantly, I've met Cheuk Kai; he's the kind of cop who's single-mindedly focused on solving cases, so you can trust him."

Li Wenbin pondered for a moment and then nodded.

"Okay, I'll handle things with the CIB. We'll use the guise of a classified investigation to ask their team for secret support. We won't go through the formal procedures or record anything for now."

"Of course, once the case is closed, we will definitely give him an explanation. I hope he understands."

"He'll understand."

"Go ahead and be careful. Call me anytime if you need anything."

Shen Shaofeng had just returned to his office and hadn't even settled in when Peng Yingqi poked her head in, her face beaming with barely concealed excitement.

"Boss, someone's looking for us outside."

"Who?"

"Chan Ka-kui from the Hong Kong Island Regional Crime Unit!"

Shen Shaofeng was taken aback.

He and this "super cop" probably didn't have much interaction.

Although the Zero Division and the Major Crimes Unit of the Central District cooperated in their work, the two had never directly interacted.

"Hey boss, do you guys have some huge project to work on? Can you tell me about it?"

Seeing Shen Shaofeng glare at her, Peng Yingqi immediately made a "zipper opening" gesture.

"I understand, I won't ask, I won't say."

"Please let him in." Shen Shaofeng nodded.

"Uh—he said he'd like you to go outside for a bit so people don't gather around and stare."

"Oh?"

Shen Shaofeng pondered for a moment.

This person has a very high reputation in the police force and wants to contact me discreetly, which is understandable.

"Then I'll go out for a bit, you go back to your work."

"Roger that, boss."

In the corridor, Chan Ka-kui stood with his hands folded behind his back, looking at the notice board on the wall.

He was wearing a slightly worn denim suit and sunglasses perched on his large nose.

Hearing footsteps, he turned around and pulled his sunglasses down.

"Hello, Inspector Shen. You're even more stylish in person than on the police news program."

Chen Jiaju approached, reached out and shook hands with Shen Shaofeng, a simple and honest smile on his face.

"Officer Chen, I've long admired your name. May I ask what brings you here today?"

Chen Jiaju released his grip, looked around, and lowered his voice, saying, "It's not me, someone else wants to see you. Come on, come with me."

"Oh? So mysterious?" Shen Shaofeng raised an eyebrow.

Hmm—Chen Jiaju's behavior isn't like his usual self.

This is the tough guy in the movie "Police Story" who dared to hold his boss Raymond hostage in public with a gun.

No, this is Chan Ka Kui!

He was still considering who to ask for help in handling Ye Rongheng's kidnapping case.

Isn't this like someone offering themselves up for free?

However, we must keep an eye on him and not let him do anything reckless.

Just as Shen Shaofeng was making his calculations, Chen Jiaju pulled him along, saying, "Come with me and you'll see. I won't harm my own people."

Chen Jiaju's beat-up Mitsubishi sedan, carrying Shen Shaofeng, drove out of the police station, not heading towards the Wan Chai Regional Headquarters.

Instead, we headed west along Argyle Street, turned left onto Waterloo Road, entered Shanghai Street, and stopped in front of an old-fashioned teahouse.

He parked the car in a parking spot and led Shen Shaofeng into the teahouse.

This teahouse is quite old; the walls are yellowed.

The large ceiling fan whirred and whirred, and the air was filled with the aroma of tea, cigarettes, and snacks.

Downstairs in the lobby, the tables were filled with elderly men and women chatting about all sorts of interesting things happening in the city.

Every now and then, aunties wearing aprons would push dim sum carts and call out "Char siu bao, siu mai—" as they walked through the narrow passage.

Chen Jiaju was clearly familiar with the place, and led Shen Shaofeng straight through the hall and up to the second floor.

The second floor is quieter and has been divided into several small private rooms.

Chen Jiaju walked to the door of the innermost room, "Peony," and pushed the door open to go inside.

Inside the private room, a woman was sitting by the window, looking at the street scene below.

Hearing the noise, she turned around.

This person was in her early thirties, with her hair tied in a ponytail and without wearing any makeup.

She sat there with her back naturally straight, exuding a calm and capable demeanor.

"Hua Nu, the person has been brought."

Chen Jiaju sat down casually, took off his sunglasses and tucked them into his collar, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Shen Shaofeng, Inspector with Zero Demerit Points, the most prestigious one lately. Inspector Shen, this is Yang Jianhua, Chief of the Interpol Bureau of the Mainland. We're all on the same side, no need to be shy."

"Fusheng, you're still the same as ever, you haven't changed at all."

She stood up gracefully and extended her right hand: "Sir Shen, it's a pleasure to meet you. I heard that a promising young inspector has recently joined the Hong Kong Island Police Force. I happened to be here today to meet Fuk Sang for tea, so I asked him to help me make the introductions."

She speaks Cantonese fluently.

Shen Shaofeng shook hands with Yang Jianhua: "You flatter me. Compared to you two seniors, I still have a lot to learn."

He wouldn't believe a word of what he meant by "just happened to come for tea."

Shen Shaofeng had already guessed the purpose of this person's special visit.

Isn't this a great opportunity for me to connect with the real organization in advance?

One word—a two-way journey!

Shen Shaofeng sat down with a smile, glancing at the two men: "Section Chief Yang and Inspector Chen seem to know each other well? They even use nicknames for each other."

"Hmm, let me guess. Was it the case of the Southeast Asian drug lord, Chai Ba, in 1992 that brought you together?"

Chen Jiaju laughed heartily: "Smart! You guessed it right away. Back then, it was Hua Nu's unit and our regional serious crime unit that teamed up to take down that bunch of bastards, Cai Ba, in one fell swoop!"

"Wow, you don't know, when we followed Cai Ba to the Golden Triangle, those bastards even used rocket launchers—"

He spoke with great enthusiasm, clearly still vividly remembering his proudest achievements during his police career.

As for why he has remained a senior inspector despite all his merits over the years—well, that's a sad story, don't ask.

Yang Jianhua sat down again, smiling faintly. After he finished speaking, he continued, "Well, thanks to Fusheng, you're really brave. Those guys from Caiba have been able to run rampant in Southeast Asia for so many years. There are foreigners behind them too. It wasn't easy to take them down."

When the word "foreigner" was mentioned, she glanced at Shen Shaofeng out of the corner of her eye.

Seeing that he seemed normal, Yang Jianhua said, "Sir Shen, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Order some snacks, don't be shy."

Shen Shaofeng picked up the snack card on the table, walked outside, and shouted, "Waiter, shrimp dumplings, beef balls with mangosteen, siu mai, chicken feet, steamed buns—one basket of each, and a pot of fine Pu'er tea!"

Chen Jiaju blinked: "Add a serving of civet cat stewed with soft-shelled turtle penis for me!"

Yang Jianhua smiled faintly, as if implying something: "I didn't expect that Mr. Shen, at such a young age, would be so fond of dim sum. I thought your generation all loved sawing steaks and drinking red wine?"