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

"No! Twelve hours! I will definitely find it within twelve hours!" Liu Jianming said hurriedly.

Yuan Haoyun stood up, walked to his side, and placed his hand on his shoulder. The hand was heavy, making Liu Jianming's shoulder sag. "Don't blame me for forcing you. A big shot above has given the order: the Ni family case must be resolved quickly. If we delay, there will be bloodshed outside, and many innocent people will die."

Liu Jianming gritted his teeth: "...I will do my best." He paused for a moment, but couldn't help asking, "You...won't hurt Mary, right?"

Yuan Haoyun looked at him, his gaze filled with complex emotions, which finally turned into a barely audible sigh: "You're so young, and you've ruined yourself like this for a woman... Is it worth it? You like her so much, didn't you ever think about checking up on her past?"

Liu Jianming was taken aback: "Past? What past does Mary have?"

Yuan Haoyun said slowly, "She's not just Han Chen's wife. Before, she was Ni Kun's 'plaything.' You can imagine how Ni Kun treated her. Mary hates Ni Kun more than anyone else. If she had the chance to kill Ni Kun, she wouldn't hesitate."

Liu Jianming's face contorted instantly, a mixture of pain, anger, and despair after the collapse of some kind of faith. The pure and innocent image in his heart suddenly cracked, revealing the unbearable truth behind it.

"You need to hurry. We need to control Han Chen as soon as possible." Yuan Haoyun's voice continued, calm yet cruel. "Mary is a very traditional woman. She'd do anything for her man, even die. Of course, it's for Han Chen."

"No!!!!" Liu Jianming suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot, and roared, "She can't die! She has to live! That bastard Han Chen doesn't deserve her! Only I... only I am worthy of her!"

Yuan Haoyun nodded: "Then it depends on your speed. Find all the undercover agents and help us pinpoint Han Chen and the Ni family, and Mary will be safe."

Liu Jianming took a heavy breath, his eyes turning fierce: "I will find them... I won't let a single one escape!"

Yuan Haoyun didn't say anything more, turned around and left the conference room. Outside, Lu Qichang was already waiting.

"Liu Jianming and Chen Yongren were in the same police academy class. I used to take Chen Yongren out to eat and I often saw him," Lu Qichang said with emotion. "He seemed like a quiet and honest person, but I never expected him to be so secretive."

Yuan Haoyun took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff: "Are you all ready? When are you going to invite Huang Zhicheng for 'tea'?"

Lu Qichang shrugged: "Anytime. Just a phone call away."

Yuan Haoyun exhaled a puff of smoke, his voice somewhat deep: "This matter needs to be handled quickly, it can't be delayed. The senior officer handed this case directly to us, instead of transferring it to the Internal Affairs Department, and we both know the risks involved."

Not long after, Senior Inspector Wong Chi-shing of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau received a call from Luk Kei-cheung. He put down the documents in his hand, walked out of the office with a calm expression, and said, "Old Luk, you wanted to see me?"

Lu Qichang pulled him aside and lowered his voice: "There's a case involving a corrupt cop, it's very serious, and we need your assistance in the interrogation."

Huang Zhicheng curled his lip: "Which case of corrupt police officers isn't serious?"

Lu Qichang shook his head: "This time is different. This corrupt cop is an undercover agent sent in by the triad."

Huang Zhicheng's expression changed: "Which gang is so bold as to send an undercover agent into the police force? No... which gang has the brains to do that?"

Lu Qichang looked at him and sighed, "Our old rival."

Huang Zhicheng's mind raced, and he came up with the most likely possibility: "Ni Yongxiao? Has he gone mad?"

Lu Qichang stared at him for a few seconds, making Huang Zhicheng a little uncomfortable: "Old Lu, what kind of look is that? Isn't it?"

Lu Qichang sighed heavily: "Ni Yongxiao wasn't in power yet back then. To cut to the chase, the one who sent the undercover agent was Han Chen."

Han Chen?!

Huang Zhicheng was struck dumb, his face filled with disbelief: "Han Chen? Him? A short, ugly nobody, he dares to do that?! Does he even have the brains?!"

Lu Qichang shrugged: "We also find it unbelievable, but it's true."

Huang Zhicheng shook his head repeatedly: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! A thief like him, daring to send spies into the government? He's courting death! Who gave him the guts? He simply doesn't have the ability!"

Lu Qichang patted him on the shoulder: "We've already detained him. The higher-ups have assigned you and me to conduct the interrogation. You know Han Chen well."

Huang Zhicheng pursed his lips and nodded, "I understand. Don't worry, I will definitely get to the bottom of this." The shock in his heart had not yet subsided. Han Chen? This was really beyond his comprehension.

"The corrupt cop's name is Liu Jianming, and he's already been promoted to sergeant," Lu Qichang introduced. "I've seen his file. He graduated from Wong Chuk Hang as a full-fledged officer, not as an auxiliary police officer. His academic performance in school was average, nothing outstanding, and he had no blemishes. But after starting work, he was experienced in handling matters and very stable in dealing with emergencies, so he was promoted quickly."

Huang Zhicheng listened carefully, then frowned: "A sudden change in behavior? That's certainly suspicious."

"Should we start the trial now?" Huang Zhicheng asked.

Lu Qichang nodded: "Liu Jianming is just one of them. We can't guarantee that Han Chen only sent him."

Huang Zhicheng's expression was grave: "That's right. If there's one, there could be two, three, or even more. The big sir's meaning is very clear: we must dig them all out and leave no hidden dangers."

He gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely find them all!" Han Chen's move really enraged him and made him feel a sense of humiliation and offense.

"The interrogation room is this way." Lu Qichang pushed open a door next to him.

Huang Zhicheng followed him inside and immediately spotted Liu Jianming sitting in a chair. To his surprise, Liu Jianming, instead of being afraid when he saw him, grinned and gave a strange laugh.

Huang Zhicheng frowned: "You're Liu Jianming? Han Chen's man?"

Liu Jianming nodded cooperatively: "Yes, I am an undercover agent sent by Han Chen."

Huang Zhicheng frowned even more deeply. So readily admitted it? "Han Chen only sent you?"

Liu Jianming shook his head, his tone mocking: "How could that be? Seven of us, including me."

Huang Zhicheng's heart sank. Seven! Han Chen's audacity was even greater than he had imagined!

"Back then, Han Chen told us a lot of stories in the temple of the Eight-Faced Buddha," Liu Jianming recalled, speaking steadily. "I don't remember the specifics, but it was roughly about how his gang was built and how many brothers died. In the end, that short, fat dwarf proudly said that a fortune teller had predicted for him, 'One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand.' He didn't believe in fate and said that one must choose one's own path."

"Then he placed a bowl of wine in front of us and said the road was paved, and we could choose which way to go." Liu Jianming sneered, "In that situation, could we not choose? If we didn't choose, we would have died right then and there."

Huang Zhicheng asked doubtfully, "You mean Han Chen... is short and fat?"

Liu Jianming grinned, his smile full of resentment and disdain: "Short and fat, like a ball. Calling him a dwarf is an understatement. He's just a turtle bastard!"

Huang Zhicheng was even more puzzled: "You...hate him a lot?"

Liu Jianming clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white, his eyes blazing with anger: "Of course I hate him! His wife Mary was treated like that by Ni Kun... and he didn't dare utter a single word, even saying that Ni Kun saved his life and he should be grateful! That kind of coward should have died long ago!"

Huang Zhicheng's expression changed drastically, his voice tightening: "How do you know about this?! Mary told you?!"

Lau Kin-ming looked at him, his smile growing increasingly sinister: "Inspector Wong, who do you think... I am?"

boom!!

Huang Zhicheng felt as if something had exploded in his mind, a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, his face instantly turning deathly pale: "You...you're not Han Chen's man? Then you are...?"

Liu Jianming's face contorted with a maniacal glee: "That shorty Han Chen, does he even deserve to be my boss? I only have one boss, and that's Sister Mary! If it weren't for her, I would have run away long ago! Being an undercover agent? It was Sister Mary who made me do it! For her, I'd do anything, even go to hell!"

Looking into his crazed eyes, Huang Zhicheng felt a growing sense of foreboding. He didn't want to continue the interrogation; this case was too bizarre, and if he continued questioning, things might...

But Lu Qichang was sitting right next to him. He could only grit his teeth and continue, "You hate Han Chen, so you'd definitely be willing to cooperate and point out all his other undercover agents, right?"

Liu Jianming grinned maliciously: "As long as it saves Sister Mary, I'd do anything, even kill Han Chen myself, let alone appoint someone else! Go to hell? I'll go!"

He pulled six thin files from his pocket and slammed them on the table: "These six bastards all came in together back then! Han Chen specifically picked them out—fresh out of the loop, with clean records, so they could infiltrate. Go check, there must be records."

Huang Zhicheng picked up the file and looked through it, his mind filled with doubt: "Can you guarantee this isn't just baseless accusations?"