Courtyard House: First, kill the hypocrites, leave none alive.

"Brother Iron Head, what if that foreign woman doesn't come out?"

Ah Bin's voice was very low, squeezed out from the corner of his mouth, sounding muffled as if he had a mouthful of bread crumbs.

Tie Tou didn't say anything, his eyes were fixed on the hotel entrance, so much so that his eyeballs almost popped out.

That foreign woman lived in a suite at the end of the corridor on the eighth floor.

Tie Tou took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and then took out a lighter.

The flame flickered, he glanced at the alley entrance, and then closed the lighter—the smoke would dissipate, and he would be discovered.

He took the cigarette out of his mouth, held it between his fingers, twirled it twice, and then stuffed it back into his pocket.

Behind him, Ah Bin swallowed the last bite of bread, making a gurgling sound in his throat, as if he had swallowed a stone.

He craned his neck to look into the alleyway, then pulled his head back in, lowering his voice even further: "Brother Iron Head, how much longer do we have to wait here?"

Tie Tou ignored him, his eyes still fixed on the hotel entrance.

The door opened.

Iron Head's pupils contracted sharply.

A woman with blonde hair, pulled back, walked out of the revolving door. She wore a dark gray suit dress and carried a bulging black briefcase.

She wore a pair of black high heels, which made a crisp sound as they stepped on the marble floor at the hotel entrance, tap, tap, tap.

Jansen—she's finally out.

Tie Tou spat the cigarette butt from his mouth onto the ground, his eyes fixed on her like a wolf that had finally waited for its prey to emerge from its den.

A doorman in a red uniform stepped forward, bowing and smiling, and took the briefcase from her hand and the black handbag from her shoulder.

Jason didn't look at him; his gaze swept across the street like a scanner, from left to right and then from right to left.

There was no expression in those grey-blue eyes.

A red taxi stopped in front of the hotel. The doorman opened the back door, put a briefcase and a handbag into the back seat, and then closed the door.

Ms. Jensen bent down and climbed into the car.

The car door closed.

The taxi started up, drove out of the hotel, and merged into the morning traffic. Its taillights flashed twice in the morning light, like two blinking red eyes.

Tie Tou suddenly stood up, and his knees, which had been squatting all night, cracked with a sound, but he didn't pay attention to it.

Turning to Ah Bin and Ah Yu, he said urgently, "One of you go and inform Brother Da Gang, and the other come with me to chase after that foreign woman. Hurry!"

Ah Bin sprang up from the ground, turned and ran, his footsteps echoing in the alley like drums, growing fainter and fainter as they went further away.

Ayu also stood up, but her legs went numb from squatting. She stumbled, braced herself with her hands on the ground, and got up again.

Tie Tou rushed out of the alley, ran to the roadside, and hailed a taxi.

A red taxi emerged from the traffic and stopped in front of him.

He opened the car door and got in, and Ah Yu followed. Before the door was even fully closed, he shouted to the driver, "Drive forward! Chase that taxi up ahead! The red one!"

The driver glanced at him in the rearview mirror, said nothing, and stepped on the gas.

The taxi sped off.

Tie Tou pressed his face against the car window, his eyes fixed on the red taxi in front of him.

It was driving slowly and steadily two hundred meters away, blending into the traffic flow, inconspicuous and unobtrusive, like a drop of water merging into a river.

Princess Jin, third-floor office.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, casting bright patches of light on the floor.

Chen Feng stood by the window, wearing a dark short-sleeved shirt, black trousers, and cloth shoes. He held a cup of tea in his hand, but didn't drink it, his eyes fixed on the gray sky outside the window.

The door was pushed open, and Ah Bin rushed in.

He was drenched in sweat, his clothes clinging to his body, his face flushed, and he was panting heavily. He steadied himself by holding onto the doorframe. "Big...Big Steel Brother...that foreign woman ran away...Iron Head Brother sent me to deliver the message..."

Chen Feng turned around, looked at him, and placed the unfinished cup of tea on the windowsill: "Ran away?"

Ah Bin swallowed hard, his voice hoarse as if he had a mouthful of sand: "He went... towards the airport... Brother Tie Tou is chasing after him..."

Chen Feng walked back to his desk, picked up the car keys, and said, "Let's go. To the airport."

The road leading from Tsim Sha Tsui to the airport.

There weren't many cars, and the coconut trees on both sides swayed gently in the morning breeze, their large leaves rubbing against each other and making a rustling sound.

Tie Tou pressed his face against the car window, his eyes fixed on the red taxi in front of him.

It remained in front of us, neither too far nor too close, maintaining a distance of about two hundred meters.

Iron Head stared at it, his eyes bloodshot, a bluish stubble on his chin, and his hair a mess.

Ayu sat next to him, holding a knife in her hand, the blade wrapped in cloth and hidden in her sleeve.

Tie Tou took the cigarette out of his pocket, put it in his mouth, but didn't light it.

He was just holding the cigarette in his mouth; the mouthpiece was already chewed up beyond recognition.

airport.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of the departure hall.

Jason got out of the car, carrying a briefcase and a tote bag, and walked into the departure hall.

Tie Tou climbed out of the taxi, with A Yu following behind.

The two stood at the entrance of the departure hall, watching the woman in the gray suit dress walk in.

The departure hall was crowded with people, some dragging suitcases, some holding tour guide flags, and some carrying children, chattering and buzzing like a pot of boiling porridge.

Jason walked slowly through the crowd, his high heels clicking crisply on the marble floor.

She walked through the crowd to the airline counter and joined the queue.

Tie Tou stood at the door, looking at her without moving. Behind him, A Yu took a step forward, then stepped back.

He glanced at Tie Tou, but Tie Tou didn't look at him; his eyes were still fixed on the woman.

Ms. Jensen got to the front of the line and handed her passport to the staff behind the counter.

The staff member glanced down at her passport and handed her the boarding pass.

She took the boarding pass, turned around, and walked towards the security checkpoint.

Tie Tou remained motionless, standing at the doorway like a wooden stake driven into the ground.

A stream of people surged past him, some pushing suitcases, some carrying children, and some holding tour guide flags.

Someone bumped into him, and he stepped aside, his eyes never leaving the woman.

Tie Tou stood at the door, looking in that direction, and his throat moved.

When Chen Feng arrived at the airport, Jansen had already entered the waiting area.

He stood at the entrance of the departure hall, wearing a dark short-sleeved shirt, black trousers, and cloth shoes, holding car keys in his hand, with no expression on his face.

The skinny monkey followed behind him, his hands tucked into his pockets.

Chen Feng saw Tie Tou, who was standing at the entrance of the departure hall, his fleshy face full of dejection.

Upon seeing Chen Feng, he lowered his head.

Chen Feng walked up to Tie Tou, his voice as calm as if he were having a casual conversation: "Where is he?"

Tie Tou lowered his head, not daring to look at him: "Brother Da Gang, she ran away... into the waiting area, I can't get in..."

His voice was hoarse, as if he had a mouthful of sand.

Chen Feng didn't say anything, turned around and walked into the departure hall.

Skinny Monkey followed behind, Iron Head followed behind Skinny Monkey, and Ah Yu followed at the very back.

The four people walked through the crowd and reached the airline counter.