American Comics: BOSS Invasion

"How are you doing your job? You promised me a suspect in three days, and now a week has passed, and you haven't even caught a fart."

"Do you know how angry Officer Huang is? The media has already started paying attention to this matter. In the past week, there have been several gunfights in Hong Kong Island."

"Big Gold Tooth in Kowloon City, Rotten Bastard Hui in Kwun Tong, Little Dog Tony in the Eastern District, plus Big Fly from Yau Tsim Mong, four bosses have died in a row. Adding Zhu Tao from before, all five factions selling 'laundry powder' have been uprooted by the same person."

"Gunfights happen every night, and bullets are fired like they're free. Do you know how much trouble that will cause?"

"Such a big deal, and you're telling me you still don't have a clue. How are you doing your job?"

The Commissioner slammed the table, erupting in fury.

Chen Jiaju stood in front of the desk, eyes half-open and half-closed, yawning constantly, clearly looking listless.

"Sir, brothers, we haven't closed our eyes for three days. We've mobilized everyone and asked all the informants we have on hand."

"But we still haven't gotten any new information. The Masked Butcher seems to have suddenly appeared, with no connection to the local underworld. Moreover, the Butcher only targets 'laundry powder' sellers, and he's extremely ruthless, leaving almost no one alive."

"The firearms he uses are all high-powered weapons, with plenty of ammunition, and his marksmanship is extremely accurate. The brothers checked two battlefields and didn't find a single missed shot, so we judge that the Butcher has strong military skills and is likely a former special forces soldier."

"Or he's simply a killer who, for some reason, has targeted the 'laundry powder' sellers and is exterminating them..."

The Commissioner impatiently interrupted him: "I don't need you to tell me stories. I can read the report myself. What I want is a suspect, a closed case, a calming of the public's panicked emotions, and for the media to stop bothering the police. What are you giving me? A pile of waste paper, useless!"

"The newspapers are writing nonsense. The police public relations department can lodge a formal protest. They gave the killer Butcher a nickname, calling him the Dark Knight, making him seem like a positive figure. It's affecting our mood to solve the case!"

"You think you're the only one who's annoyed? I'm the most annoyed one. At the senior officials' meeting, the chief named and scolded me, making me lose all face." The Commissioner waved his hand and said, "I don't want to hear any other explanations right now. I just want to hear you tell me, can this matter be resolved as soon as possible? If it can't, the higher-ups will immediately set up a special task force to focus on tracking down the Butcher!"

Chen Jiaju immediately became anxious: "Sir, this is my case!"

"I didn't say this wasn't your case, but if you can't solve it, who can you blame? Alright, stop talking nonsense with me. I can delay it for you for three more days at most. You better pray that the Butcher won't appear again starting today, otherwise you can wait for the transfer order from above to be a small soldier for the new police chief!"

In the past week, Qishan had been dispatched five times.

The chosen targets were the big 'laundry powder' bosses in each district. The Blue Umbrella Bar was there, naturally attracting many underworld figures. Occasionally, some daring and clueless newcomers would bring some 'laundry powder' and appear blatantly, immediately becoming new clues.

He sent Tomie with two people to give them a severe beating, dig out clues, and follow the trail. In a short time, Qishan found several sources.

The more he came into contact with the underworld, the more he discovered.

This world's Hong Kong is very interesting. There are still triads in existence. According to common sense, since Hong Kong's return, the triads have all been banned, but they still exist in secret, and on the surface, they have transformed into group companies.

And under the strong suppression of the army, the bizarre phenomenon of street racing will no longer occur.

On the surface, Hong Kong's public security environment is much better, but in reality, these underworld figures have only gone underground, and the necessary links still exist.

In one week, he killed nearly 200 people, and casually caught four terrified lackeys, who, after being slightly trained by Tomie, became obedient like puppies.

With the improvement of Tomie's abilities and the leveling up of her human manipulation skills, she was originally only able to make men obedient out of love and desire.

After obtaining Nen abilities, this ability has become somewhat of a forced hypnosis.

Therefore, with Tomie's involvement, both the company and the construction of the underground base are progressing smoothly.

Although it hasn't been half a month yet, the general framework has already been established.

With the five big drug lords eliminated, the underworld forces will reshuffle. In order to seize this resource, the underworld figures will inevitably engage in some power struggles.

By stirring up the water, more big fish will naturally surface.

And so, Qishan successfully discovered a group of rural killers.

According to the original impression, killers should be cool and high-end figures.

They usually wear suits, ties, and have a neat appearance. Their homes are also cleaned spotless.

They are taciturn, with frosty faces, and always carry one or two pistols, as well as various small daggers. Before going to bed every day, they have to hang a booby trap on the door. Once someone breaks in, they jump out of the window and escape into the river.

However, the killers Qishan discovered were mostly rough men from the countryside, mostly idle good-for-nothings with little education, just bold. Usually, they are raised like pigs by agents. Once they receive a life-threatening job, they send these people out. Success is certainly good, but failure is nothing to regret.

In the current economic crisis environment, the emergence of such small groups of killers seems to be nothing surprising. If you look carefully, you might be able to find some in every region.

What caught Qishan's attention was not their rusticity, but one of them.

West Kowloon, Jiahe Building, Lijun Hotel.

This is a hotel opened inside the building, with a dirty and messy environment, and various strange smells filling the air.

Although the conditions are not good, the rent is cheap, attracting many kinds of people, mostly illegal immigrants, from the mainland, the Philippines, India, Vietnam, Laos, people from everywhere.

With people from various countries mixed together, the security can be imagined.