"But you are wrong. I did not arrest you for the money printing machine. The FBI treats it as a treasure. In my eyes, the money printing machine is no different from an ordinary printer.

No matter how genuine the U.S. dollars are, it doesn't matter if it can defraud the banking system. Anyway, it's a beautiful country.

Besides, the beautiful country prints so much banknotes every year, and you can’t even count it as a fraction. At most, it can disrupt the financial market of the beautiful country.

What does it have to do with me?"

Lei Weidong said with a smile, "The same goes for the big shots you mentioned. Different positions have different perspectives, just like the billionaire Mr. Steven Ryan in the cabin.

In your eyes, he is a great big shot, even the FBI is not willing to offend him.

But in my eyes, he is just a white man with a little bit of money, a character who can be dealt with just like a passerby with a wave of his hand.

For those who can be called big shots in my eyes, let alone billions of dollars in counterfeit money, even tens of billions or hundreds of billions will have no impact on them at all."

"Since you don't care, why do you want to catch me and jump out of the helicopter? Are you so desperate for your life?" Lei Weidong's words made Ricky Tang look shocked, and he didn't understand what he meant.

It's not because of the counterfeit money case, so why do you catch yourself? Is it just for fun?

As for Chen Jiaju’s reasons.

Ricky Don didn't think about it.

Even though Chen Jiaju is already a high-ranking senior superintendent in the police force, in the eyes of a big shot like Lei Weidong, he is just a useful dog that can be given some benefits, and there is no need to risk his life for a long time.

"Of course it's because of Chen Jiaju." Lei Weidong shrugged, pointed at Chen Jiaju who was standing not far away, and said in a cold tone: "He is not only the son of your partner in the police force, Lao Chen, but also my right hand.

His subordinates, you actually killed his father, so naturally I, as the boss, have to step in.

"Jiaju, I'll leave the rest to you. Don't underestimate my reputation. Just do whatever you want. If anything happens, I'll take care of it for you."

"Director, thank you." Chen Jiaju stepped forward and looked at Ricky Tang who was lying on the ground.

If at the beginning, Chen Jiaju was still doubtful about whether Ricky Tang killed his father, then after Ricky Tang faked his death on the yacht, he could be 100% sure that Ricky Tang was the murderer of his father.

Otherwise, why would you pretend to die in front of yourself?

Chen Jiaju was very sad when he learned the truth. He didn't understand why.

His father was Ricky Tang's leader in the police force. The two had a very good relationship. His father took care of Ricky Tang just like he took care of his son.

Ricky Tang also respected his father very much. He often visited his home and his relationship with him was so familiar that Chen Jiaju called him uncle.

But everything changed during an operation to arrest drug dealers more than ten years ago.

My father did not come back, and Ricky Tang disappeared. I have been tracking for more than ten years but there is no news. Today I finally got the news.

"It was you who killed my father. Why? He was better to you than to my son, so why did you kill him?"

Looking at his father-killing enemy, Chen Jiaju clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Ricky Tang, trying to understand why.

"Why?" Looking at the angry Chen Jiaju, the expressions on Ricky Tang's face kept changing, ranging from regret to frustration, but of course, more importantly, fear and fear.

He knew he was finished.

If only because of the counterfeit money case.

Then, there is no need to be afraid even if you are caught by the police.

The worst he can do is go to jail. There is no death penalty in Xiangjiang, so the sentence will be longer.

But if it falls into the hands of the enemy, or the enemy who killed his father, then life will be worse than death. Chen Jiaju will definitely torture himself, torture like crazy.

"I was the one who killed Lao Chen." Looking at Lei Weidong and others who were watching eagerly around him, as well as the various torture instruments on the deck, Ricky Tang sighed deeply.

At this point, there is no point in hiding it anymore. If you tell it more openly, you might be able to suffer less. Otherwise, the punishment of the iron brush will not be endured by you.

He immediately laughed miserably, nodded, and said, "I was behind Lao Chen, and when he wasn't paying attention, I shot him in the head. As for the reason, it's very simple. It's for money, a lot of money."

"Killing my father for money, your conscience will be eaten by dogs." Hearing that Ricky Tang killed his father because of money, Chen Jiaju was so angry that he almost took out a gun and killed Ricky Tang.

"If it's only tens of thousands of dollars, I definitely don't care, but do you know how much it is? Two million dollars is still US dollars." Ricky Tang moved his body, found a place to lean more comfortably, and looked up

Staring at the stars in the sky, the memory returns to more than ten years ago.

"Lao Chen and I were investigating a washing powder case.

The case went very smoothly. Not only did we catch the main criminal, but we also seized the funds they used to conduct the transaction, which was two million U.S. dollars, which would be 10 million in Hong Kong dollars.

That was 10 million yuan in the 1970s. The price of a house was less than 100 yuan per square foot. You could buy hundreds of houses with three bedrooms and one living room in a 1,000-square-foot mansion. Now it is definitely more than 500 million yuan.

In order to escape legal sanctions, the drug dealer took the initiative to deliver the box containing the money to me and Lao Chen. As long as we agree to let him go, the money will be ours."

"So you were bribed with ten million." Chen Jiaju despised the greedy expression on Ricky Tang's face.

Being bribed by criminals with money during the handling of a case.

As a crime-solving madman, Chen Jiaju has encountered too many situations.

It's just that Chen Jiaju has adhered to his principles. No matter whether it is hundreds of thousands, millions or even tens of millions, Chen Jiaju will not be moved. Not only will he not be bribed by criminals, he will also add another crime to the other party, bribery of public servants.

Let them steal the chicken but lose the rice.

"Yes, I was bribed. That's 10 million. With the salary of Lao Chen and I, we can't earn it in a lifetime. Why not make a fortune, get the word and soar into the sky, from a small policeman to a rich man.

"

Ricky Tang said loudly, "Not to mention that it was still the 1970s when corruption was rampant.

Everyone in the police force is greedy. Even those who are not greedy will still take the monthly report issued by the superiors every month.

This is not the salary paid to the police by Gui Lao, but the top management of the police force headed by Lei Le, who took part of the protection fees paid by the drug addicts and criminals in the society and distributed it to everyone for legitimate reasons.

It's all black money. If Lei Le and the others can take it openly, why can't I take it?

So I suggested dividing the money between two people. Each of them would get one million U.S. dollars, which is five million dollars. Why not do it.

But your father pretended to be aloof and believed that this money should not be taken. If he took it, there would be endless consequences. The money needed to be handed over to those corrupt criminals.

Even the drug dealer can't let him go and hand him over to the higher authorities for processing. I don't know what his head is thinking.

He didn’t want to get rich, and he didn’t want me to get rich, but that was ten million dollars, so I beat him to death and walked away with two million dollars.”

"Take the money and fly away. You haven't regretted it all these years." Seeing that Ricky Tang's tone was very calm and there was no regret at all, Chen Jiaju asked.

"I regret it, a little bit."

Ricky Tang was silent for a while, shrugged, and said truthfully, "Over the years, whenever I am alone in the dead of night, I think of my days in the police force.

But I don’t regret beating your father to death, but I hate him for being so principled, which made me kill my partner with my own hands, and I couldn’t stay in Hong Kong even after taking the money.

If only he could have agreed, we would kill the drug dealers, split the money equally, and become millionaires without anyone noticing."

"Unknowingly, you look down on the Independent Commission Against Corruption too much." Chen Jiaju shrugged.

"If it were the ICAC today, I would definitely be afraid. Those gangsters would stare at the police force every day, hoping to find corrupt elements, but in the 1970s."

Ricky Tang snorted coldly, "It was the most chaotic time at that time. The Independent Commission Against Corruption had just been established for more than two years, and they were fighting with Lei Le so much that they had no time to ask us little shrimps.

We just divided 10 million.

Which of those detectives didn't get more than me?

Especially for Lei Le, he probably doesn’t even know how much money he has.

Otherwise, the nickname "Inspector 500 Million" would not exist.

What's even more annoying is.

Not long after the incident happened, the police stormed the Independent Commission Against Corruption. The Hong Kong Governor signed an order to let go of past corruption. In other words, even if we took any 10 million, it would be cleansed.

It can be said that everything I did was forced. Even if others were in my situation, they would choose to kill your father because he didn't know how to adapt."

"You, you...you fart!" Chen Jiaju never imagined that after Ricky Tang killed his father, not only did he not regret it, but he also used a set of fallacious theories to whitewash himself and slander his father's image.

This undoubtedly made Chen Jiaju angry.

In his memory, the image of his father was a tall one. His efforts in the police force over the years were all aimed at his father, which is why he was able to refuse to be bribed.

I have money because I don't want to tarnish my father's image.

I just wanted to refute what Ricky Tang said, but the stupid Chen Jiaju didn't know where to start.

"Okay Jiaju, Ricky Tang is obviously a white-eyed wolf. No matter how nice you are to him, you will never remember him and take it for granted. But if you are not nice to him, you will remember him forever.

For people like this, no matter how hard you talk, it won't work. Their thoughts are all centered on themselves and never care about others."

Seeing Chen Jiaju's embarrassed look, Lei Weidong stood up and patted his shoulder, pointed at Ricky Tang and said with a sneer, "To put it bluntly, this is greed. Don't use Lei Le and others as an example.

They are not good birds, they are corrupt criminals and puppets pushed out by a group of people from the Eagle Country.

As for the money your father and others took, the money they took was clean. Even if the source was not clean, it became clean after being transferred by the higher authorities. Otherwise, the Independent Commission Against Corruption would not have held the grassroots police accountable for what they had accepted.

Monthly rulings.

It is true that the salary of police officers was too low before. Without extra income, they could not even support themselves, let alone their families.

The people of Eagle Country also realized this later.

After the police integrity conflict, in order to reduce police corruption, the salary of grassroots police officers was greatly increased, from a few hundred yuan to a few thousand yuan a month and now to 10,000 yuan.

Although there is a factor of rising prices, the income level is no worse than that of white-collar workers who graduated from college, which fundamentally eliminates the possibility of corruption."

"You put it this way, isn't monthly payment still black money?" Ricky Tang, who was sitting on the ground, hummed.
To be continued...