dognovel Chapter 32 The Real and Fake Supervisory Groups
Chapter 32 The Real and Fake Supervisory Groups
Liu Cheng's expression changed slightly: "Who are you?"
"We are from the provincial investigation team... We hope you will cooperate with the investigation on some matters," Lin Feng said in a serious tone.
Liu Cheng looked at Lin Feng with suspicion, then at Lin Xiaoqiang standing beside him.
Plainclothes officers? Are they here to investigate from above?
"We are investigating the criminal gang led by Zhao Xiaohu, and we will also uncover their protectors."
Lin Feng observed Liu Cheng's expression: "We're looking for you because we've got a lead. You're one of the victims in the Zhao Xiaohu case. A few months ago, you tried to contact Tang Lei, and Zhao Xiaohu's men broke your ribs, and you had to close your bar. Is that true?"
Liu Cheng's breathing quickened. The other party seemed to know everything! They even mentioned "investigating Zhao Xiaohu"... Could it be true?
"I...I..." Liu Cheng's lips trembled. He didn't know whether to admit it or not. Fear and hope were intertwined in his heart.
"Liu Cheng," Lin Feng pressured him, "Zhao Xiaohu has been running rampant for a long time, and there are many victims. Now is the time to settle accounts with him. We need you to truthfully reflect what happened back then. This is also your duty as a citizen. At the same time, it is also an opportunity for you to seek justice."
Lin Xiaoqiang then added at just the right moment, "Don't worry, we'll consider your safety. But the condition is that you have to tell the truth."
Subsequently, Lin Feng presented Liu Cheng with the evidence provided by Chen Hai, including a handwritten statement, signature, and bright red fingerprint.
Liu Cheng was now completely convinced that Lin Feng and Lin Xiaoqiang were indeed the investigators who had come down to conduct an undercover investigation.
He gripped Lin Feng's hand tightly, his voice trembling as he said, "It was A Biao who led the attack! Right there in the alley behind my bar! Three ribs fractured! My shop... was vandalized the next day too."
"Besides violence, what other illegal activities are taking place in the True Colors Bar? Like prostitution? Gambling? Drugs?" Lin Feng pressed.
"Yes! They have everything!" Liu Chengxiang had found an outlet. "There are private rooms specifically for regular customers. The girls are brought in by madams outside, but the establishment takes a cut."
Sometimes, gambling tables are set up in the back warehouse, and the stakes are very high. The person who lends money is Zhao Xiaohu's confidant, named Hei Pi, and the interest rates are frighteningly high!
And... I've also heard that some 'medicines' are in circulation, but those are even more clandestine, only handled by the most core 'customers,' I've never seen them with my own eyes..."
The information provided by Liu Cheng was crucial. Lin Feng took out a blank sheet of paper and his own pen, and handed them to the other party.
"Liu Cheng, write down in detail what you just said about how you were hurt by Zhao Xiaohu, A Biao and others, as well as what you know about the illegal activities inside the Ben Se Bar."
Write the date, sign your name, and put your fingerprint on it. This is a crucial step in securing evidence. It's extremely important for completely dismantling Zhao Xiaohu's gang!
Liu Cheng glanced at Lin Feng, whose gaze was steady, and Lin Xiaoqiang, whose face was solemn, and finally made up his mind to write down everything he knew and put his fingerprint on it.
Lin Feng carefully put Liu Cheng's testimony, along with Chen Hai's previous evidence, into a file bag.
The entire process was orderly, professional, and calm.
"Don't mention what happened today to anyone, including your family," Lin Feng said finally, his tone full of concern.
Liu Cheng nodded repeatedly, watching the two leave the shop.
His legs gave way, and he slumped into the chair. He touched the old wound on his ribs that was still throbbing with pain, his resentment still lingering.
As we left the hardware store, it was nearly dusk.
On the way back to Futian, Lin Feng's mind raced as he sorted through the important information he had gathered that day.
"Brother Qiang," Lin Feng asked, "Do you have any trustworthy comrades in Shenzhen? Someone bold, preferably knowledgeable in reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, and completely unrelated to Zhao Xiaohu's side?"
Lin Xiaoqiang thought for a moment: "Yes. My comrade-in-arms from back then, Chen Weiguo, is now the security captain at an electronics factory in Bao'an. He's absolutely reliable, skilled, and quick-witted."
"Okay. Contact him, we'll treat him to dinner tomorrow."
The next day, in a private room of a Shandong cuisine restaurant in Futian.
Chen Weiguo was a typical Shandong man, tall and robust, with a buzz cut and an upright posture.
After listening to Lin Xiaoqiang's explanation, Lin Feng didn't beat around the bush and directly asked, "Brother Chen, I need your help to go to a bar for a few nights, pretend to be a rich northern boss, and film some dirty things inside. There are risks involved, you name your reward."
"Ah Qiang's brother is my brother. I'm not afraid of risks; I've seen it all back on the border. Pay me whatever you think is fair, but the job needs to be clear: what content to film? What kind of footage do you want?"
Lin Feng liked this straightforward approach. "The key points include the girls, the gambling tables, the chips, fire hazards, and so on. I'll prepare the equipment: miniature cameras and voice recorders. You just need to play the role of a fun-loving, well-connected, and fearless northern boss. How you get them to take you into the inner circle is up to you."
Chen Weiguo grinned: "Got it. Pretending to be a rich guy to get information and secretly take photos, it's an old job for reconnaissance soldiers, leave it to me."
A few days later, Lin Feng waited for Lin Xiaoqiang and Chen Weiguo in his room at the guesthouse.
After entering the room, Chen Weiguo put a file bag on the table and plopped down in a chair.
"Brother Lin, everything's here. The photos are developed, and the recordings are here too." Chen Weiguo was very proud; this was much more exciting than his usual job as a security captain.
"Your valor is as strong as ever!" Lin Xiaoqiang gave Chen Weiguo a thumbs up.
Lin Feng poured both of them a glass of water first. "Brother Chen, you've had a hard time. Did you encounter any danger?"
Chen Weiguo took the water and gulped down more than half of it. "It was a close call! There are a lot of thugs in the bar."
Lin Feng opened the file bag on the table, inside which was a stack of developed six-inch color photos.
Lin Feng picked up the photos and looked through them one by one, and Lin Xiaoqiang also came over.
The photos are a bit blurry because they were taken in low light conditions, but they contain a lot of material.
Some of the photos show scantily clad, heavily made-up women entering and exiting the private rooms in the back area of the bar, flirting with customers.
There are also photos of gambling tables, surrounded by many people, with playing cards and stacks of cash scattered on the table.
Another photo shows a bald, tattooed, burly man counting money, with a pile of chips in front of him.
Chen Weiguo pointed to the photos, "These gambling tables were hidden in a dark room next to the warehouse area. I got one of A Biao's men drunk a lot. That kid talks a lot, bragging about how tough their place is and that they can gamble on anything. I provoked him, saying that bragging isn't enough, we have to see the real deal. So he took me there."
"There were dominoes and dice inside, and the stakes were pretty high. Blackie was the dealer and also collected commissions. I didn't dare stay long, so I pretended to be interested and watched a few rounds, and took a few photos in the dark."
As I was leaving, I almost bumped into Ah Biao at the corner of the corridor. That guy had a sharp eye; he stared at me for several seconds. I quickly pretended to be drunk and started swearing, saying, "Your place is like a maze. I desperately need to pee but can't find a toilet."
Seeing that I was indeed a bit tipsy, he didn't ask any more questions and had one of his underlings take me back to the front lobby. He probably wanted to make sure I didn't wander off and see something I shouldn't.
Lin Feng picked up the recorder again and pressed the play button.
"Brother, your place is amazing! You have everything! Much better than ours!"
"That's right! Tiger's place is the only one of its kind in Shenzhen! As long as you have money, you can have whatever you want!"
"Aren't you afraid the police will come and raid the place?"
"Haha, brother, you're overthinking it! It's all our own people over there, it's perfectly safe! Just relax and have fun!"
After the recording finished playing, Lin Xiaoqiang exclaimed excitedly, "Damn it, these bastards really dare to do anything."
"This evidence is enough to give them a hard time!" Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction.
Then, Lin Feng took out a newspaper; he and Lin Xiaowen hadn't been idle these past few days.
Lin Xiaowen helped him gather the latest developments in Shenzhen's crackdown on organized crime. In a Shenzhen Special Zone Daily, there was a report titled "Provincial Anti-Organized Crime Special Campaign Supervision Team Conducts Supervision and Inspection in Our City".
A provincial supervisory team has been stationed in our city and will employ a combination of overt and covert investigations to listen to the opinions of the people at the grassroots level and promote the in-depth development of the special campaign. The supervisory team has also made public its hotline and mailbox for reporting violations.
Lin Feng circled the email address used to report the incident in red pen.