Hong Kong film: The cop backs down, the ladies beg me to check his license.

Huang Bingyao's eyes widened even more, his tone filled with disbelief:

"What did you say? Our officers are investigating too? Why aren't they handling their own cases? What are they doing meddling in?"

Chen Xinjian lowered his voice, his tone tinged with helplessness and a bitter smile:

"Mr. Ye has spent HK$25 million to track down the murderer. Our average police officer only earns HK$6,000 a month. This bonus is equivalent to several decades of their salary. Who wouldn't be tempted?"

Huang Bingyao sighed blankly, a look of understanding on his face, and shook his head:

"Indeed, money can move people's hearts. People die for wealth, and birds die for food. This saying is absolutely true."

Chen Xinjian also remarked with emotion:

"When Mr. Ye said he would use a bounty to deal with the Ni family, I thought he was joking and just saying it casually."

"Now it seems that he can throw away 25 million Hong Kong dollars for a little B, not to mention dealing with the Ni family that he hates to the bone. The bounty will probably be even higher then."

Huang Bingyao's face darkened, and his tone became serious:

"The matter concerning the Ni family can't be delayed any longer; we must bring them to a close as soon as possible."

"Mr. Ye is clearly not a patient person. He is decisive and efficient, and prefers quick results."

"You can tell from his work style that he has very strict requirements for speed and cannot tolerate the slightest delay."

Chen Xinjian nodded slightly, deeply agreeing:

"This is probably a common problem among important people: they pursue efficiency in everything, only look at the results, and don't care about the process."

Whenever a major case with a serious impact on society occurs, the police department's top brass' favorite thing to do is to set a deadline for solving the case, without considering the actual situation at all.

It's absolutely ridiculous.

Solving a case involves strict procedures and evidentiary requirements. Even if you know who the murderer is, without sufficient evidence, you still can't prosecute them and cannot convict them.

But the big shots don't care about these things. They never ask about the process, only about the result. If the requirements aren't met, it's considered a failure.

Huang Bingyao's body started itching again, and he couldn't help but take out the ointment he always carried with him and apply it to his body. This was a problem he had had for many years, and it would flare up whenever he encountered something upsetting.

"Mr. Ye's sudden move might affect the progress of our police investigation, right? We can't afford any mishaps in the Ni family's case."

Huang Bingyao asked with some concern.

Chen Xinjian smiled wryly:

"Sir, I'm afraid it's not going to work out today. The brothers' morale has collapsed, and no one is in the mood to solve any other cases."

"Don't even mention today, it's probably going to be uncertain for the next three days. If this heat doesn't die down, the brothers probably won't have much energy left to work on other cases. They'll be focused on investigating the murder of Siu B."

Huang Bingyao sighed, his tone tinged with helplessness and resignation:

"Go down and tell the brothers to keep their emotions in check and not let it interfere with important business."

"If someone really wants to investigate this case, then let them investigate. It's better to guide than to suppress."

"Didn't Mr. Ye say that no matter who it is, as long as they provide clues, the reward will be paid out?"

"Instead of letting gangsters make this kind of windfall, it's better to let our brothers in the police force make it. It's a small benefit for them and a boost to morale."

Chen Xinjian was overjoyed and quickly said:

"Your Excellency is wise! I'll go and inform the brothers right away!"

Superintendent Chen immediately relayed the news to the frontline officers at the police station. Everyone cheered and then disappeared in twos and threes without a trace! They all went to the underworld to gather information, eager to win this huge reward.

Who wouldn't want HK$25 million? With that money, you'd never have to worry for the rest of your life!

The police force knew about Little B's murder, not to mention others; the news spread throughout Hong Kong.

However, few people know that Chan Ho-nam and his men, the leaders of the Little B gang, had been thrown into international waters by Hung Hing. They were lucky enough to survive and ended up on a deserted island.

On an abandoned construction site, Chan Ho-nam and his henchmen squatted on the ground, looking dazed and disheveled, their faces covered in wounds and dust.

The foreskin, its face contorted in a ferocious grimace, gritted its teeth and said:

"This must have been done by 'Lan Kwan' from Mong Kok! Who else but him could be so familiar with the situation in Causeway Bay? Who else would have such audacity?"

With his face bruised and swollen, Chan Ho-nam hesitated upon hearing this, his eyes flickering uncertainly. He was also somewhat unsure of himself, but he still refused to admit that he was wrong.

The pheasant spat fiercely, expelling the mud and sand from its mouth, its tone tinged with disdain and anger:

"Are you all stupid? Have you lost your minds?"

"Still talking about Mong Kok? Still wrongly accusing Handsome Kun?"

"Ye Tian has already spent 25 million Hong Kong dollars across the entire underworld to catch the murderer. If he were a thief crying 'stop thief,' would he really go to such lengths? Has he gone mad?"

Baopi remained steadfast in his opinion, stubbornly refuting:

"That's not impossible! Maybe he's trying to confuse the issue, to mislead people, and to make everyone think the killer is someone else!"

Seeing that Chan Ho-nam was still hesitating and showed no sign of realizing what was happening, Chicken flew into a rage, pointing his finger at Chan's nose and cursing:

"Are you all crazy? Have you been beaten senseless?"

"Brother B's entire family was buried alive. With such a huge commotion and such a massive operation, how could no one have seen it? How could there be no witnesses?"

"I bet there are witnesses, and more than one! It's just that no one dares to come forward!"

"Barring any unforeseen circumstances, someone will claim the reward within three days with a clue, and then the truth will naturally come to light!"

"You guys, instead of looking for the killer, you're here making things up about your own people and framing your own gang leader. It's ridiculous! Utterly stupid!"

Da Tian Er quickly tugged at Shan Ji's arm and whispered, "..."

"Chicken, Brother Nan is in a bad mood right now. Say less and don't upset him."

The pheasant instantly erupted, shoving away Da Tian Er's hand and roaring:

"Just because he's in a bad mood doesn't mean I'm in a good mood. Does that mean I won't feel bad? Brother B treated us well, and he died such a tragic death. I want to find the killer more than anyone else!"

"If you're in a bad mood, go find the murderer who killed Brother B! What's the point of complaining and blaming innocent people here?"

"Look at the state of you all! What kind of nonsense are you? You're like a pack of stray dogs, only good for bullying your own kind!"

The foreskin was also angered, and it suddenly stood up and roared at the pheasant:

"What the hell are you spouting? Have you been bribed by Mong Kok? You're actually siding with outsiders and betraying Brother B!"

Pheasant slapped away the hand that was pointing at him, his tone laced with mockery and disdain:

"You're quite capable, aren't you? If you're so capable, why don't you find the murderer who killed Brother B? What's the use of just talking big here?"

The foreskin roared loudly:

"I said it was 'Lyung Kwan' from Mong Kok who did it, and it was him! I can't be wrong!"

The pheasant could no longer hold back and suddenly kicked Baopi in the stomach, knocking him to the ground. Baopi curled up on the ground in pain and couldn't get up for a long time.

Everyone was stunned. No one expected that the pheasant would actually make a move, and that it would be so violent.

Chen Haonan's face darkened, and he shouted sternly:

"Shanji, you dare lay a hand on me? Apologize to Baopi! Right now! Immediately!"

The pheasant spat fiercely, its tone tinged with stubbornness and anger:

"He doesn't deserve my apology! He's just a stupid idiot who can't tell right from wrong!"

"I beat him up for his own good, to bring him to his senses!"

"If Brother Kun really was the murderer of Brother B, do you think Mr. Chiang would have let him go this morning? Would Mr. Chiang have just watched him get away with it?"

"Mr. Chiang has already stated that he won't pursue Liang Kun's responsibility. Doesn't that say anything?"

"You're nothing but a bunch of brainless thugs. What right do you have to frame the Mong Kok gang leader? What right do you have to frame Brother Kun?"

Pheasant's words were like a sharp knife, tearing away everyone's self-deceiving pretense and exposing their folly.

Chen Haonan's face turned white, then black, then red, then pale, then ashen, looking extremely unsightly. Finally, he suddenly stood up and shouted:

"Fine, you're not going to apologize, huh? Then get out!"

"From today onwards, you are no longer my underling! We are no longer brothers!"

Chicken was stunned, staring blankly at Chan Ho-nam for a long while before roaring:

"Fine, I'm leaving! Who wants to be brothers with idiots like you!"

"From now on, I will keep to myself and have nothing to do with you anymore! Your lives and deaths are none of my concern!"

Chicken spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the ground, flung his arm away, and without looking at Chen Haonan and the others again, turned and strode into the night, his back view resolute.

This group of people is simply hopeless!