Hong Kong variety show: Starting from Cold War 1994

Chapter 61 Follow, if you have trouble, call the police!

On the passenger side of the Nissan sedan, a map of Hong Kong Island was spread out, along with a "Little Lobo" (the police force's second-generation communication device).

The taxi traveled east along Fu Ye Street.

Shen Shaofeng maintained a proper distance, following him at a steady pace.

The fact that they were able to target this person was largely due to the intelligence gathering done by two bigwigs, Li Shutang and Cai Yuanqi, who secretly "mediated" the process.

First, through Li Shutang's network of connections in the underworld, the vague portrait described by Da Kou Tai was disseminated.

In Hong Kong Island, Kowloon, and the New Territories, everyone—from valet parking attendants, pimps, human traffickers, and even those who haven't officially joined the underworld—knew that a group of outsiders were coming to Hong Kong Island to cause trouble, and that there was a reward for anyone who could uncover them.

Money is a powerful motivator. It's just a tip, and you don't even have to lift a finger. Many people in the martial arts world are tempted by this offer.

Because the man in sunglasses had such a distinctive feature—a scorpion tattoo on the left side of his neck—he was spotted by a lucky gangster.

This gangster was very professional; he even borrowed his friend's Polaroid camera, secretly took a picture, and happily exchanged it for 30,000 yuan.

The rest was simple: through Cai Yuanqi, the photo was matched with a highly similar target in the Interpol database.

Jason Cheung, born in Hong Kong Island in 1971, immigrated to Vancouver with his family in 1988.

He has a history of armed robbery, serious violent assault, and illegal detention abroad, and is suspected of having connections with transnational criminal groups.

The records show that he was proficient in firearms and explosives, and his most recent record was six months ago in Bangkok, Thailand, where he was involved in a drug deal before disappearing.

He has no known fixed address or registered assets in Hong Kong.

In fact, these outsiders have been hiding very well, and so far only Zhang Rongchao has been exposed, which is why Shen Shaofeng personally went out to track them down today.

At the intersection of Heyi Road, the taxi did not turn and continued straight onto Fengxiang Road.

After driving for about another kilometer, the taxi turned on its right turn signal and merged onto Qingshan Highway.

Traffic on Qingshan Highway had increased significantly. Shen Shaofeng eased off the accelerator slightly, allowing a small truck to overtake him and stop in the middle.

The taxi drove along Qingshan Highway for less than a minute, then suddenly made an emergency left turn at an intersection, crossing two lanes without warning, and turned into Shuicheguan Street.

Waterwheel Street is very narrow, with old-style tenement buildings and small shops on both sides.

Shen Shaofeng did not follow them directly in; experience told him that the other party might be counter-tracking.

Having trouble? Of course, call the police!

He made a quick decision: he turned on his left turn signal, pulled over to the side of the road, stopped the car, turned off the engine, and picked up his little Lu Bao.

"O-Division officer Shen Shaofeng is calling headquarters, registration number IP32685, on duty at the intersection of Shui Che Kwun Street, Yuen Long, suspecting a red Toyota taxi with license plate BP1862 carrying suspicious persons..."

"Request nearby patrol units or traffic officers to keep an eye out for this vehicle at major intersections such as Kangjing Street, Tai Tong Road, and Ma Tong Road. Only observe and report; do not use police lights to intercept it. Once spotted, immediately report its location and direction. Over."

Shen Shaofeng did not disclose any details about Zhang Rongchao to the Central Radio and Television Station.

"Received from headquarters, Officer Shen. Relevant departments have been notified to take note. Over."

Shen Shaofeng put Xiaolubao down and glanced at the rearview mirror to make sure it was safe.

He unfolded the map and ran his finger across the area encompassing Shuiguan Street, Kangjing Street, Datang Road, and Matang Road.

The other party is circling around, and their hiding place is likely in this area where factories and village houses are mixed together.

A few minutes later, reports began to arrive:

"New Territories North EU Vehicle No. 3 reports: Target vehicle spotted near the intersection of Hong King Street and Education Road..."

"Report from the Ministry of Transportation's 'Iron Horse Team': Near the intersection of Qingshan Highway and Datang Road, the target vehicle is turning right onto Datang Road..."

"Military clerk reports: Middle section of Ma Tang Road, opposite Zhenxing Industrial Building, the target vehicle is parked on the side of the road with a 'Not Accepting Passengers' sign on the windshield, the back seats are empty, Over."

Having gathered useful intelligence, Shen Shaofeng replied, "Received. Thank you all for my sake. Mission complete. No need to follow any further. Over."

He then turned off the small BB and started the vehicle again.

Ten minutes later, Shen Shaofeng parked the car in the shade of a block adjacent to Matang Road.

He picked up a canvas bag from the back seat, took out a tracksuit, a baseball cap, a pair of sneakers, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and quickly changed into them.

At the parking meter in front of the Zhenxing Industrial Building, the red taxi was still parked in the same spot, the driver slumped in the driver's seat, seemingly snoring.

Dressed as a sporty young man, Shen Shaofeng opened the car door and sat in the back seat: "Driver, start driving."

The driver, a middle-aged man in his forties, turned around somewhat impatiently: "Excuse me, sir, I'm about to hand over my shift and I'm not taking any more passengers."

Shen Shaofeng pulled out his warrant card and waved it: "Send someone to do the job, drive."

The driver paused for a moment, slightly nervous: "Officer, I..."

"Drive first, I'll ask you a few questions, just answer truthfully, don't be afraid."

The driver quickly took down the "Stop Passengers" sign and started the engine.

"Officer, ask away. I'm a law-abiding citizen and I'll cooperate."

After the initial tension subsided, the taxi driver began to unleash his talkative nature.

Shen Shaofeng glanced at the driver's operating permit posted on the front and said:

"Mr. Chen, just now near Fuye Street, didn't a man with a buzz cut and wearing sunglasses get into your car?"

"Yes, sir."

"Did he speak to you? Or, did anything unusual happen between you on the way?"

Shen Shaofeng looked out the window, speaking casually as if he were chatting with the driver.

Driver Chen Dawen recalled for a moment, then shook his head: "He gave me this address as soon as he got in the car. I chatted with him, but he didn't respond at all. It was quiet the whole way. But..."

"But what?"

"But he was quite cautious, glancing in the rearview mirror every now and then... Oh, and when we got to the intersection of Shuicheguan Street, he suddenly told me to cut two lanes, then we drove around in a small circle before finally driving back to Qingshan Highway..."

"At the time, I wondered if there was something wrong with this customer, since usually it's the taxi drivers who voluntarily take longer routes..."

"Uh, Sir, don't get me wrong, I was talking about my colleagues. I've always had a conscience..."

Ignoring Chen Dawen's rambling, Shen Shaofeng confirmed that Zhang Rongchao was indeed doing counter-tracking.

"After he got out of the car, did he immediately go into the building, or did he observe for a while?"

"I got off the bus, walked straight over, pushed open the side door, and went inside without even turning my head."

The taxi drove around in circles and stopped on Mudan Street. Shen Shaofeng handed over a HK$100 note.

"Don't tell anyone about tonight's events, not even your wife. Understand?"

Chen Dawen took the money and nodded repeatedly, "Understood, understood! Don't worry, Officer, I'm very discreet!"

Shen Shaofeng got out of the car, but instead of returning to his own car, he walked quickly toward a clothing store not far away.

The other party may have someone watching them nearby. Since I just showed up in a taxi, I definitely need to change my appearance before getting close again.