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

"I guessed it was him a long time ago, but guessing is one thing, without evidence, it's all just speculation."

"I was too lazy to bother looking for evidence, but luckily you two helped me complete this last piece of the puzzle."

Dafei and Greyhound felt a chill run down their spines. Their hands, holding the check, trembled slightly, and their posture became more reserved.

Ye Tian picked up the teacup on the table and handed it to the two of them, speaking in a gentle tone.

"Have some tea."

The two quickly accepted it with both hands, took a small sip cautiously, and dared not utter a word.

Looking at their expressions, Ye Tian smiled and spoke with a hint of approval.

"Once you can complete the chain of evidence, this matter will be completely resolved."

"Solving the massacre of the entire Siu B family in a single day is enough to shock the entire martial arts world."

"You two have done a great job."

Normally, Dafei and Greyhound would have been carried away with their pride and boasted about it everywhere.

But now, facing Ye Tian, ​​the two of them dared not show any arrogance and could only obediently nod.

The two exchanged a glance, and finally Greyhound spoke, his tone respectful as he slowly explained the whole story.

"Brother Tian, ​​we didn't suspect Fatty Li at first."

"Yesterday, the two gangs clashed, and Fat Lao Li's men suffered heavy losses. Several of our men were also injured."

"Brother Tian, ​​please don't misunderstand. We didn't involve anyone in the firefight."

"It was one of my men who wanted to make some extra money by transporting magazines, but he ran into that madman Wu Zhaonan, got his arm broken, and ended up in the hospital."

"When I visited him in the hospital, he told me something."

"One of the people in his ward kept cursing Fat Lai, saying that Fat Lai did things in a dishonest way."

Greyhound paused here, his eyes showing a hint of seriousness.

The atmosphere in the living room instantly became serious, and everyone pricked up their ears to listen attentively.

Greyhound swallowed hard and continued, his tone tinged with coldness.

"I immediately sensed something was wrong, and after asking a few more questions, I learned that the patient had injured his arm and should have been resting properly."

"As a result, Fat Lai made a phone call and forced him to go to Causeway Bay, saying that he had to deliver something to Little B's family."

"This whole thing is just so strange no matter how you look at it."

"I immediately felt that something was fishy going on."

Pheasant's eyes lit up as he listened, and he couldn't help but chime in with a hint of certainty.

"That's right! Fatty Lai and Little B's relationship wasn't good to begin with, so why would he send someone to deliver things to Little B's house for no reason?"

"There's definitely something fishy going on here!"

Ye Tian put down his teacup, his tone laced with sarcasm, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Giving gifts? I think it's more like sending someone to their deathbed!"

Upon hearing this, the air in the living room seemed to freeze, sending chills down everyone's spines.

Ye Tian looked up at Greyhound, his tone calm, yet carrying an invisible pressure.

"You probably can't find that person Fatty Li sent to deliver the goods anymore, right?"

Greyhound suddenly raised its head, its eyes filled with admiration as it looked at Ye Tian, ​​its tone full of praise.

"Brother Tian is brilliant! I sent people to look for him, but he seems to have vanished into thin air, disappearing without a trace."

Ye Tian sneered, his tone tinged with disdain, his eyes full of mockery.

"vanished into thin air? He must have sunk to the bottom of Victoria Harbour!"

"In a place as big as Hong Kong, hiding a corpse shouldn't be difficult at all."

The living room was silent; no one spoke, and the only sound was the ticking of the wall clock.

Ye Tian toyed with the teacup in his hand, asked in a calm tone, his eyes filled with a hint of inquiry.

"That alone isn't enough to prove that Fatty Li was the mastermind, is it?"

Greyhound nodded quickly, took out a voice recorder and a stack of call logs from his pocket, and handed them to Ye Tian in a respectful tone.

"What Brother Tian said is true. We also know that this evidence is not strong enough."

"So Dafei and I got together and bought a bugging device. Under the guise of visiting Fatty Li, we secretly placed it in his hospital room."

Dafei picked up the conversation, a smug smile on his face, his tone tinged with boasting.

"That fat guy Li is physically disabled and didn't notice our little tricks at all."

"We used a bug to listen in on his conversations with other people."

As Dafei spoke, he pressed the play button on the recorder.

After a hissing sound, Fatty Li's sinister voice came from inside.

"That kid Ye Tian has a 25 million bounty on his head, you'd better watch out!"

A deep male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I know, it's already spread throughout the martial arts world."

Fatty Li's voice became increasingly sinister, with a hint of gritted teeth.

"Don't give yourself away! That kid Ye Tian is no pushover!"

"Don't worry, with the two of us, he won't be able to catch us at all!"

Fatty Li's smug laughter came through the recorder, and it was extremely jarring.

"That would be perfect!"

The recording ended there, and the living room fell silent.

After hearing this, Ye Tian let out a cold laugh, his laughter filled with sarcasm, and the chill in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Greyhound handed the call log in his hand to Ye Tian, ​​his tone grave.

"Brother Tian, ​​these are Fatty Lai's call records. We used our connections to get them from the telecommunications company."

"Recently, he and Lei Yaoyang have been talking on the phone very frequently."

"Each call lasted only a dozen seconds, clearly indicating that they were exchanging messages."

"Especially on the day Siu B had the accident, the two of them spoke on the phone once before and once after the incident."

Dafei and Greyhound exchanged a glance and asked in unison, their voices filled with anticipation.

"Brother Tian, ​​isn't this enough evidence?"

Ye Tian picked up the call log, flipped through a few pages, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth, his tone resolute.

"That's enough!"

"I will report this matter to Jiang Tiansheng, and I will report the merits of both of you truthfully."

Upon hearing this, the two men's faces lit up with joy, and they quickly stood up and bowed to Ye Tian.

"Thank you so much, Brother Tian!"

"We won't disturb Brother Tian's meal any longer, we'll take our leave now!"

After saying that, the two turned and left in a hurry.

Watching the two figures leave, the smile on Ye Tian's face slowly faded, replaced by a chilling coldness.

He murmured softly, his tone laced with a hint of ruthlessness.

"I told you, they can't hold on for even a day."

Pheasant was startled and quickly stepped forward, his voice tinged with urgency.

"Brother Tian, ​​shouldn't we send people to arrest Fatty Li and Lei Yaoyang now?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Tian turned his head, looked at the pheasant with a hint of amusement in his eyes, and asked in a calm tone.

"Arrest them?"

"Why are we arresting people?"

Pheasant felt a sudden chill rise from the soles of his feet and rush to the top of his head, making him shudder. He instinctively straightened up, his back stiffening.

"Brother B...Brother B is the head of our Causeway Bay gang! His whole family is gone!" His voice rose unconsciously, filled with the youthful impetuosity and indignation, "Now that the real culprit has been found, shouldn't we take action directly and seek justice for Brother B's family?"

Ye Tian raised his eyelids and glanced at him. His gaze was calm and even, devoid of any anger, but Shanji seemed to have been stung by something; the words caught in his throat, and his imposing manner inexplicably diminished. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his shoulders hunched slightly.

The room was silent for a few seconds, with only the faint sound of traffic coming from afar outside the window. Chicken rubbed his hands together; his palms were slightly damp. When he spoke again, his tone softened, even carrying a hint of cautious probing, as if afraid of breaking something.

"Brother Tian, ​​I... I'm a junior, and my knowledge is limited." He licked his slightly dry lips. "If I've misunderstood anything, please point it out; I'm listening."

Ye Tian didn't speak immediately. His fingers tapped lightly on the smooth tabletop, tap, tap, tap. The sound wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet room, each tap seeming to strike a crucial point. After a while, he finally spoke, his voice not loud, but each word was heavy, carrying an undeniable certainty.

"From where you were before, you couldn't see the view from above, and you couldn't figure out the ins and outs of things." He spoke bluntly, "Now I only have one request for you."