The Hunter's Path: Starting as a constable, ascend to the Old Ones.

"Buddy, failure is the mother of success. The fact that you bravely stepped forward to stop that thug already makes you better than most people."

When the criminals were located in a public phone booth at the Tin Hau Temple on Ting Kok Road in Tai Po, Chan Ka-kui called on officers patrolling nearby Ting Kok Road to come and confirm the target.

It turned out that the extortionist was an extremely cautious person. When he saw the police approaching to question him, he immediately grabbed his gun and ran away. The junior officer in charge of the questioning not only got beaten up, but also took responsibility for losing his gun.

For a police officer, losing a gun is not only extremely shameful, but it will also result in internal disciplinary action, making it much more difficult for him to get promoted in the future.

Fortunately, the police officer with badge number PC12674 had his gun snatched by criminals during an investigation, which was understandable and the matter was not too serious.

"Inspector Chan, I'm sorry, I messed up."

The young police officer was also a newcomer, and he couldn't help but feel dejected when faced with his failure.

Lu Ming looked at the young policeman who was bleeding from the beating, stuffed cotton balls into his hand so he could wipe the blood from his face, and said with a smile, "What's there to be discouraged about? At least you brought us good news. You've seen the bandit's face clearly. If you saw this bandit again, would you recognize him?"

"I would recognize him even if he were ashes."

The young policeman gritted his teeth.

"Hey, being able to recognize the bandits is a useful clue. Your efforts have paid off. We'll arrest them based on this clue, and you'll make amends. A promotion in the future won't be a dream."

"Inspector Lu, you're so good at comforting people. I wish I were as good as you."

The young policeman looked at Lu Ming with admiration in his eyes. They were police academy graduates at the same time, but Lu Ming had solved more than ten cases in the six months since he joined the police force. He had even personally arrested drug kingpin Zhu Tao and killed the notorious thief Ji Zhengxiong. He was quickly promoted to police sergeant and was already a rising star in the police force.

In comparison, he was a patrolling policeman who endured wind and sun, working hard and suffering on patrol.

The difference is too big.

Tang Zhen looked at the dejected young policeman and deeply understood his current state of mind. He had once been a clueless newcomer himself and had also envied Lu Ming, who was highly valued by the police station.

Well, he's envious now too.

However, he knew that Lu Ming had earned it through his own abilities.

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Inside the Major Crimes Unit.

"Report, the tracking team is here to report."

While the members of the Major Crimes Unit were comforting the young police officer whose gun had been taken by the robbers, more than a dozen young people dressed in different styles suddenly entered through the door, most of whom were women.

They have the relaxed demeanor typical of modern young people, and don't look like police officers at all.

"Welcome everyone to help out in our Major Crimes Unit."

Uncle Biao smiled as he introduced the group of more than ten young people to Lu Ming and the others, "Jiaju, Aming, let me introduce you. They are the special operations team, the 'Little Dog Team,' which was specially dispatched by the higher-ups. Let me tell you, they are experts in tracking."

He then introduced each member of the surveillance team to the officers from the Major Crimes Unit.

"Now that everyone is here... let's begin the meeting!"

Seeing that everyone had arrived, the chief immediately called a meeting. He posted four photos of the suspects on the blackboard and introduced them to everyone:

"This is the latest intelligence we've gathered about the bomb-wielding perpetrators."

"As far as we know, the mastermind behind this group of bomb thugs is Lin Guoxiong, nicknamed 'Polar Bear,' who has a criminal record for kidnapping and extortion. He was just released from prison a month ago and purchased a large quantity of explosives through the underworld five days ago."

"Lin Guoxiong!?"

Chen Jiaju looked at the person in the photo and his spirits lifted. It was worth it for him to be tricked by that bastard Sang Hui yesterday; he had finally obtained a useful clue.

"This is Li Quan, nicknamed 'The Mute.' According to the information, he injured his throat when he was playing with firecrackers as a child, which made him unable to speak. He and Lin Guoxiong are best friends. They used to work in a quarry, where they were responsible for mine blasting. They have extensive experience in blasting. We strongly suspect that he designed the bomb in the Galaxy Center shopping mall bombing."

Lu Ming looked at the mute man in the photo wearing overalls, his eyes flashing slightly. If he was still unsure whether this group of people were bomb-wielding bandits when he heard "polar bear," then he was immediately certain when he heard "mute man."

His memory of the plot of "Police Story 2" was a bit hazy, but he had a deep impression of the mute character, especially during the final battle, when the mute character kept shouting "Aba aba" while throwing firecrackers at Chan Ka-kui.

"Zhou Runjian, formerly a security guard at Galaxy Centre shopping mall, known as 'Brother Jian,' is someone we have reason to suspect was responsible for planting the bomb. He was also the one who leaked internal information about Hongkong Land Group. He was at the scene of the Galaxy Centre bombing, and we speculate that he was the one who pressed the remote control button to detonate the bomb."

"The last person, Lin Guobin, is Lin Guoxiong's cousin. He is a karate master and used to be an instructor at a martial arts school. Once, while teaching a boxing routine, he accidentally seriously injured a student..."

"This is all the information we have gathered so far regarding this group of bomb-wielding criminals."

"Does anyone have anything to add?"

Just then, the young policeman whose gun had been taken from him raised his hands and said excitedly, "Reporting to the chief, the person who made the extortion call from the public phone booth and took my gun was Lin Guobin. I would recognize him even if he were ashes."

"Okay, we've got it."

The chief was delighted to see that the young policeman recognized the criminals at a glance. Their investigation was based on Sang Hui's confession, but they could not actually confirm that this group was the bomber.

Now, after confirmation by the junior police officer, it can be determined that this group of people are 100% bomb thugs.

The police station only needs to arrest this group of people to successfully solve the case.

It seems that solving the case within three days is not impossible.

The director was in high spirits. "Tracking team, you're the experts here. I wonder if you're confident you can find this group in a short time?"

"Sir, there are so many people on Hong Kong Island, it's very difficult to find four people. We can only try our best to search based on the existing clues, but whether we can find them depends on fate."

The members of the tracking team exchanged glances and gave a vague answer.

Their tracking team isn't godlike; they can't find someone instantly just by showing them a photo. They usually find people based on clues and guesswork.

It's commonly known as relying on God for a living.

Uncle Biao smiled and said, "Heaven has eyes. This gang of bandits is so ruthless. I believe that God will not let them go. Let us arrest them as soon as possible."

"Do your best, and I'll give you credit once we find the person!"

The director encouraged the tracking team with a single sentence.

Lu Ming looked at the young policeman who was bleeding from the beating and suddenly laughed. According to the young policeman's confession, when his gun was taken away, he desperately tried to stop the robber from escaping and even clung tightly to the robber's leg. Given the situation at the time, the blood on the young policeman's face must have smeared onto the robber's trouser leg.

Moreover, when bandits punch people, their fists will inevitably be stained with blood.

If there is blood... then it cannot escape his grasp.

Bomb thugs, you've exposed your health bars.