I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 80 Court Session

Luk Yu Tea House, a famous gold medal restaurant in Hong Kong.

Speaking of pig lung soup alone, it ranks second and no one dares to say that it is the first.

Ah Cheng is the chef of the restaurant. His "White Lung Stewed with Apricot Juice" is refreshing and mellow. The book "Taste of Hong Kong" describes it as "jade liquid". Hong Kong gourmets praise the soup as "snow-like in color and fragrant."

This soup is the signature dish of Lu Yu Tea House. If you want to have a taste of it, you have to make a reservation one month in advance.

However, the store received a special order yesterday. The Kowloon District Commander Zhuang Dingguo called and asked to make pig lung soup for 100 people and deliver it to the High Court the next day.

If it were someone else, Ah Cheng would not take this order.

Are you kidding? Not only did they not make a reservation a month in advance, but they also wanted to serve a hundred people. There was no soup, but there was a lot of slop.

But he dared not refuse the order from Zhuang Dingguo. This man had been in the Hong Kong police force for more than 20 years and was a powerful figure. Everyone in the black and white world had to give him face.

The portion is a bit big indeed.

"White lung stewed with apricot juice" is a dish made with coarse ingredients but refined with care.

Rinse the pig lungs thoroughly six or seven times to remove blood and air bubbles, then cut them into pieces and stir-fry them in a white pan to force out any remaining blood.

As the texture of northern and southern apricots is too hard and difficult to release flavor, mix them in appropriate proportions, crush the residue and take out the juice. Put the apricot juice, pig lungs, ham, chicken feet, tangerine peel and other ingredients into a stewing pot, move the stewing pot into the steamer and stew for about 5 hours before the dish is ready.

After receiving the order, Ah Cheng stayed up all night and finally finished cooking the soup before dawn.

The guest was of unusual status, so Ah Cheng did not dare to be careless. He did not ask his apprentice to send him off, but drove a van himself.

We loaded an oversized thermos with a hundred soup bowls and drove straight to the High Court.

Ah Cheng didn't expect that there would be so many people in the High Court today.

When I asked at the door, I found out that it was the trial of the Hello Kitty cat corpse case.

After all, he is the master of the High Court. He has to drink soup to moisten his throat when he is in court. Does he still need a master to judge this case? If he could have made a judgment, he would have made it long ago.

Avoiding the crowded crowd, Ah Cheng entered the freight elevator from the side door under the guidance of the security guard and pushed the food cart up to the trial court on the sixth floor.

The trial has not yet begun, and the chief justice at the table is looking through the files.

Neither the prosecution nor the defense entered the courtroom, but the nine-member jury was present in full force. There were even more people listening in, dozens of them in total, as they were not allowed to bring cell phones into the courtroom.

Everyone was chatting and talking among themselves at this moment, and the entire courtroom was not much different from a vegetable market.

"Director Jiang, the soup is here."

Lao Zhuang had sharp eyes and immediately spotted Ah Cheng standing at the side door and looking around.

He was an old customer of Lu Yu Tea House, so he naturally knew the chef.

"Lao Zhuang, let's see your performance."

Jiang Hanwen patted Zhuang Dingguo on the shoulder and glanced at Kuang Zhili sitting on the prosecutor's seat from a distance.

The two made eye contact and nodded slightly.

"Hey, Director Jiang, you've really made me suffer."

Zhuang Dingguo made a bitter face and turned to walk towards Ah Cheng.

Complaints may be made, but things still have to be done. The reason why Lao Zhuang has been able to remain standing in the world for decades is that he is thick-skinned, black-hearted and can stand in line.

Of course I am patriotic, and I must be patriotic. I am more patriotic than you, Kuang Zhili, and more patriotic than those bananas wearing wigs and holding British passports.

He has been to Beijing, Shanghai, London, Paris, America, and has seen the world.
Europe is now like a piece of moldy old cheese. Of course, Amei is the strongest in the world, but wasn't the Ming Dynasty, which was caught up in the Donglin Party strife, the strongest dynasty on earth at that time?

Those who do not consider the overall situation and only care about the immediate gains and losses are destined to be abandoned by the times and become complete losers. Zhuang Dingguo glanced at the statues of the three Greek philosophers carved above the courtroom, and then looked at Jiang Hanwen in the audience in the distance, and an inexplicable sense of absurdity rose in his heart.

He is a pure-blooded Anglo-Saxon born in England, who obtained permanent residency in Hong Kong. In a court presided over by a group of BNOs, he works for a specially hired consultant from the mainland who has the privilege of doing things at his own will.

Is this magical?

Zhuang Dingguo didn't think so. There is an old saying in the mainland that goes, "Only those who follow the trend can be heroes." Now that he is on this ship, he must faithfully fulfill his duties as a crew member.

After figuring this out, Zhuang had to admire his superiors. They were indeed very calculating. Although the Police Force had undergone a major reshuffle, they had never been able to interfere in the judicial field.

There is a subtle trend of confrontation between the two sides. The High Court has to withstand the dual pressure of the police and public opinion for a case that everyone wants to defeat, and insists on procedural justice.
The jury committee also tends to invite members of animal protection, environmental protection, and abolition of the death penalty groups to participate in each hearing.

They all don't dare to fight openly, so they confront each other secretly with ulterior motives.

Now the superiors have sent a vanguard over, who can both gather information and declare their presence, thus killing two birds with one stone.

"Lao Zhuang, you're great. You did a great job. The aroma of the pig lung soup has wafted over from so far away."

Jiang Hanwen has the most sensitive nose. As soon as Ah Cheng opened the thermos, the rich aroma quickly filled the entire courtroom.

The quality of this soup is comparable to Shunde old soup.

However, if he knew what Lao Zhuang was thinking at this moment, he would probably be shocked.

I just came here to shoot a video, and you can think of the world situation, what kind of brain, what kind of situation.
"Ladies and gentlemen, honorable Lord Chancellor, I am Chong Ting-kwok, the commander of the Kowloon East District."

Lao Zhuang has a loud voice, and the "white lung stewed with apricot juice" is really mellow and fragrant.

Whether in the gallery, the jury or the chief justice, everyone's attention was drawn to the thermos at the door, and of course, to Zhuang Dingguo who was next to the thermos.

"New Year's Day is coming in a few days. Plus, the weather is cold this week. On behalf of the Hong Kong Police Force, I have specially ordered pig lung soup from Luk Yu Tea House for everyone present. It was stewed all night last night and it's very fresh!"

Lao Zhuang said this while sticking his lips out at Ah Cheng.

Ah Cheng also understood.

Pushing the food cart, he distributed the pig lung soup in the thermos bucket to everyone in the venue with a smile.
While walking, he did not forget to advertise himself. The pig lung soup in Lu Yu Tea House is a specialty in Hong Kong.
"It's such a nice thing to drink soup on a rainy day!"

There is no one here who has not heard of Lu Yu Tea House, and many of you know the chef Ah Cheng.

Several gourmets on the jury were authentic Hong Kong people, and their eyes lit up when they saw this bowl of pig lung soup.

The Chief Justice didn't even bother looking at the files, and kept blowing on the soup with his mouth, trying to make it cool down faster.

The fresh, sweet and milky white soup is refreshing and warm.

After the soup was finished, the pig lungs were also eaten cleanly. For a while, the whole courtroom was filled with the sound of slurping soup.

In less than a few minutes, a large thermos bucket and hundreds of soup bowls of pig lung soup were drunk up.

"Ah Cheng, did you leave any soup for the prosecution and the defense?"

Lao Zhuang remembered Jiang Hanwen's instructions: Everyone who attends the trial must drink this soup, including the prosecution and the defense and the two murderers.

"Mr. Zhuang, don't worry about me. I left it before entering the hall and will deliver it to them later."

When Ah Cheng finished cleaning up, the Chief Justice at the top also showed a satisfied expression.

After drinking the soup, my mood improved.

The Chief Justice banged the gavel: "Order! Order! Silence!"

"The court will now officially open. Bring the two suspects to court!"

(End of this chapter)