manynovel Chapter 32 Gandhi's Revelation: A Race Against Time
Chapter 32 Gandhi's Revelation: A Race Against Time
Inside the interrogation room, the red light on the audio and video recording equipment was on, emitting a slight electrical hum.
Shen Shaofeng, seated in the presiding judge's seat, gestured for Peng Yingqi to begin taking notes: "Mr. Gan, you just stated that you wanted to report others in order to gain merit. Please state now who you want to report, what crimes they are involved in, and the evidence you have."
His tone became increasingly serious: "Please note that your statement will serve as an important basis for assessing whether you meet the criteria for a tainted witness."
Gandhi took a deep breath, glanced at Feng Yingju beside him, and Feng Yingju nodded slightly, indicating that he could begin.
"I want to report Guohua. He has been importing drugs from South America for a long time and distributing them in nightclubs in Tsim Sha Tsui."
"Be specific."
"Behind the scenes, he set up his own South American flour line and operated it independently."
Shen Shaofeng seized on the key phrase: "You mean, it's not a business unified by the Ni family?"
Feng Yingju coughed lightly at the opportune moment.
"Uh, I don't know what kind of unified business the Ni family has."
Gandhi immediately distanced himself: "What I mean is, Guohua made the connection himself. About three years ago, he contacted the Colombian side through a Taiwanese intermediary."
"The goods are shipped from Colombia to the Philippines, and then transshipped to the high seas. Guohua owns several large aircraft in Saigon, and they go out to pick up goods about once a month."
Shen Shaofeng went through the process in his mind. It would take about 23-26 days for a typical cargo ship to sail from Colombia to the Philippines at a speed of 20 knots. Once a month would be reasonable.
He pressed on, "Where is the pickup location?"
"It's not fixed; it's always a last-minute notification, delivered via satellite phone."
How do you know so much?
Gandhi glanced at Feng Yingju, and seeing that the other party did not respond, he continued, "Once, when we had a late-night snack together, he drank too much and started bragging, and he let it slip. He even showed me a sample bag, saying it was Colombian white pearls, with a purity of AA+."
This explanation was barely plausible, and Shen Shaofeng didn't investigate it further.
Where is his drug stash?
Gandhi shook his head: "This is the most crucial secret for anyone in the flour business; I really don't know."
So how did Ni Yongxiao discover Blackie's drug den? Was Blackie too weak or was Ni Yongxiao too powerful?
Shen Shaofeng muttered a curse to himself before continuing to ask, "Then how does Guohua distribute the goods?"
"He has several regular demolition sites in Kowloon and the New Territories."
Gandhi raised his handcuffed hands, wiped his glasses, and gave a list of nicknames for several home-wreckers and their approximate areas of operation.
"Guohua doesn't handle cash directly; he processes all his transactions through his finance company in Central..."
"Hmm, let me think... Guohua's nightclubs were also an important place for him to ship his goods. He even had his madam force some girls who didn't want to work as prostitutes..."
"Also, I know that Guohua operates several arcades in Tsim Sha Tsui. They seem normal on the surface, but they all have a basement where gambling dens are located..."
Gandhi racked his brains and recounted all the facts he knew about Guohua's crimes—of course, excluding those involving himself.
Peng Yingqi finished recording all the information Gandhi had just given, and nodded to Shen Shaofeng.
"Sir Shen, and the black guy..."
Just as Gandhi was about to continue selling the black man, Shen Shaofeng waved his hand and said, "Gentlemen, please wait a moment. I have some urgent matters to attend to."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and temporarily turned off the recording equipment.
While Gandhi was still puzzled, Feng Yingju already had a vague guess. He nudged Gandhi's elbow and said, "Understood, Inspector Shen. You can go ahead and get back to work."
The interrogation room door closed softly. Seeing Shen Shaofeng and Peng Yingqi leave, Feng Yingju whispered, "Shen Sir must have gone to assign people..."
……
Shen Shaofeng strode toward the B1 Group Chief Inspector's office and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Wan Xihua was working overtime reviewing documents when she saw Shen Shaofeng come in. She put down her pen and looked up.
It has to be said that, regardless of her abilities, this Madam is definitely very hardworking.
"Shaofeng, is Gandhi's trial finished?"
Shen Shaofeng began his report: "Madam, there's an emergency. Gandhi has pleaded guilty early and wants to become a witness to testify against other leaders..."
Strictly speaking, Shen Shaofeng should not have reached an agreement with Gandhi directly without her permission as his direct superior, but Wan Xihua didn't care about these trivial matters.
"Well done!"
She said in an unusually gentle tone, "Sit down first and tell me slowly."
If any of her former subordinates saw "Iron Lady" Madam Wan in this state, they would surely be astonished.
Shen Shaofeng pulled up a chair and sat down, continuing to speak at a faster pace: "Gandhi just confessed to several of Guohua's crimes during interrogation..."
"Guohua is still being held at the police station by me under the pretext of protecting the safety of the victims. I request that manpower be mobilized immediately to conduct a simultaneous investigation and evidence collection at all the locations mentioned by Gandhi."
Wan Xihua immediately stood up, walked to the whiteboard in the office, and took out a pen: "Give me the specific location."
Shen Shaofeng picked up the statement book: "First, he has several large aircraft, which are anchored in Saigon. He regularly goes out to sea to purchase goods every month, but the location of the warehouse is currently unknown."
"Secondly, Guohua's Wing Fat Finance Company in Central is suspected of money laundering..."
"Third, in addition to the regular organized prostitution at the Golden Phoenix Nightclub and Galaxy Nightclub in Tsim Sha Tsui, the madams also forced their female employees..."
"Fourth, also in Tsim Sha Tsui, the arcades 'Tianhe,' 'Dongsheng,' and 'Choong' have illegal gambling dens in their basements, which may also contain drugs."
Wan Xihua quickly jotted it down, then pondered for a moment: "There are so many, we don't have enough manpower. Moreover, it involves financial investigations and possible large-scale drug trafficking, so we may need support from the CCB (Commercial Crime Bureau) and NB (Narcotics Bureau)."
"Madam, that's why I suspended the interrogation to inform you. I'm worried that the other leaders might get wind of this and urgently move the evidence..."
Seeing Shen Shaofeng's extremely serious expression, Wan Xihua suddenly remembered a key point: "Shaofeng, according to the latest intelligence from the CIB's frontline paparazzi, all three leaders have gone to the Ni family."
……
At the same time, in the living room of the Ni family mansion.
Ni Yongxiao leaned back on the sofa, fiddling with a cigar in his hand, his eyes half-closed.
Sitting opposite them at this moment were the remaining three leaders: Han Chen, Black Ghost, and Wen Zheng.
Uncle San stood behind Ni Yongxiao with a solemn expression, while his bodyguard Luo Ji remained expressionless.
"Gandhi went in. The O-Division arrested him directly. Guo Hua hasn't left the police station yet. The person leading the team is a newly appointed inspector named Shen Shaofeng."
Ni Yongxiao's voice didn't reveal any particular emotion.
Blackie, being impatient, was the first to lose his composure: "Ah-Xiao, what exactly happened? Rumors are circulating that Guo-Hua seduced his sister-in-law, and Gandhi led a large group of people to chase and kill Guo-Hua. Guo-Hua called the police?"
Wen Zheng was the one who knew the inside story best, and it was he who took the initiative to tell Ni Yongxiao about the situation at Hongfu Hot Pot Restaurant.
He lit a cigarette, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth: "Nigger, I'll explain all this to you later. Weren't you always messing around with Gandhi? Do you think Gandhi might leak information to the cops?"