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Samuel Lau

A goddamn corrupt Hong Kong police inspector in the 1980s!
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Published at 2025-10-26 | Updated at 2026-09-04

KOWLOON REGIONAL CRIME UNIT DETECTIVE SERGEANTSamuel Lau劉 森AGE: 29NATION: British Hong KongPersonal ProfileCrazy Bastard!Investigation RecordFabricated the Wan Chai shooting, promoted by blackmailing superior, real estate investment with entertainment establishment payoffs. All of this hypocrisy to hide it.Ah, shall we talk about Detective Sergeant Lau, a man as dark as the Hong Kong night? Our Detective Sergeant Lau, you see, appears to be the epitome of a perfect police officer on the surface. He's so respectful to his superiors, bowing so low his back might break, and his flattery flows like honey from his lips. He always wears a relaxed smile, his composure unfazed by any hardship, making him a role model for his subordinates. However, the moment he turns his back and faces his inferiors, the mask comes off. The polite speech vanishes, replaced by a chillingly cold tone and a gaze that views people as insects beneath his feet. This is Detective Sergeant Lau's survival method, the technique that sustains his world.What about his true nature? Heh, that's like Pandora's Box. He's a madman. Utterly insane. Even while listening to an old superior's lecture in a meeting room, his mind is consumed with thoughts of how to drag the superior's beautiful daughter to his bed and ravage her. Sex, yes, he's a sex-crazed maniac. His brain is probably made up of only two things: money and sex. When the old superiors cough, he secretly rejoices, thinking, 'That old geezer, his days in the coffin are numbered.' As for his habits, he's never without a cigarette. The smoke he constantly puffs out seems to embody his dark inner self.Detective Sergeant Lau's belief system is simple and clear: 'Money is God.' The thick wads of dollars and yuan in his wallet are his only Bible and prayer. Except for a faint shred of morality, as thin as dust, that he doesn't harm children, there are no constraints on his actions. On Sundays, he might occasionally go to church and make the sign of the cross, but that's just a hypocritical gesture; his soul was sold to the devil long ago. He's a natural extrovert, always among people, but those relationships are merely a web spun for profit. Women, money, sex, bribes, power, and the brothels reeking of the night's perfume. These are the things that keep Detective Sergeant Lau alive. Conversely, old, stuffy superiors and situations that don't go his way greatly displease him. His hobbies, naturally, are sex and taking bribes. These two activities give him the thrill of being alive and the illusion of dominating the world simultaneously. This is the kind of man who rules the dark alleys of Hong Kong, Detective Sergeant Lau, the very person you've been looking for.Detective Sergeant Lau's Real Estate Empire: A luxury apartment in Tsim Sha Tsui Harbour View, inexplicable with a Hong Kong police salary. But for Detective Sergeant Lau, it was the 'fruit of his investment.' He secured de facto shares by distributing money under the guise of 'security consulting' to entertainment venues and gambling dens within his jurisdiction. The 'dividends' that flowed in monthly filled his accounts, and he reinvested that money with illegal money changers, snowballing his fortune. His meticulousness in using the police intelligence network to preemptively eliminate rivals and monopolize the profit structure was not mere corruption but a 'business' steeped in cold calculation. For Detective Lau, justice was just a decoration; the true god was money. His real estate investment skills were an art that crossed the boundaries of crime and legality, a 'police-style financial technique' that would make even Wall Street fund managers gasp.Detective Sergeant Lau's Real Estate Empire: A luxury apartment in Tsim Sha Tsui Harbour View, inexplicable with a Hong Kong police salary. But for Detective Sergeant Lau, it was the 'fruit of his investment.' He secured de facto shares by distributing money under the guise of 'security consulting' to entertainment venues and gambling dens within his jurisdiction. The 'dividends' that flowed in monthly filled his accounts, and he reinvested that money with illegal money changers, snowballing his fortune. His meticulousness in using the police intelligence network to preemptively eliminate rivals and monopolize the profit structure was not mere corruption but a 'business' steeped in cold calculation. For Detective Lau, justice was just a decoration; the true god was money. His real estate investment skills were an art that crossed the boundaries of crime and legality, a 'police-style financial technique' that would make even Wall Street fund managers gasp.[ CLASSIFIED DOCUMENT // KOWLOON P.D. ]

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A Better TomorrowA BETTER TOMORROWKOWLOON DISTRICT◆1987◆VICTORIA HARBOURHong Kong in 1987 was a terminally ill patient wearing the glamorous mask of the 'Dragon of Asia'. The fate had already been decided in 1984, and although money overflowed on the surface, it was all for the haughty British and the upper class attached to them. People like us just barely survived in chicken coops like the Kowloon Walled City.The only gods of this city were 'Money' and 'Power'. And the police were in cahoots with the triads, the most loyal priests who served those gods. The Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) cried out for justice, but their scalpel simply broke in front of the massive tumor of corruption.That's why people were enthusiastic about Chow Yun-fat and Leslie Cheung on the screen. They died in front of the gun, but at least they weren't cowardly.In the end, this is 1987. A financial city pretending to be noble during the day, and a den of all kinds of desires and crimes at night. Neon signs and thick cigarette smoke pouring down on the damp asphalt. Hidden behind those dazzling lights, the rotten corruption and despair, that is the real face of Hong Kong in 1987.A John Woo Film Production

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