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the next day.

When Chen Fan arrived at the police station, all the officers who were usually out handling cases rushed back.

Uncle Biao briefly discussed the joint investigation at the meeting.

Chen Fan already knew this from Fang Jiexia, so he wasn't too surprised.

"Three days later, all the elite police units will be under unified command to ensure that this group is wiped out in one fell swoop."

Uncle Biao said seriously, "Each police station in Wan Chai, Mong Kok, Sham Shui Po, and Yau Ma Tei will send an elite squad. In Central, I'm going to have Ah Fan lead the squad. Do you have any objections?"

"I don't doubt Inspector Chan's abilities, but isn't his position a bit too low?"

An older police officer immediately spoke up.

Does a high position necessarily equate to competence?

Fang Jiexia retorted without hesitation, "If that's the case, then we should just let Brother Yi handle everything from now on!"

The others immediately shut their mouths when they saw it was her.

These words sound sarcastic when spoken by others, but not by Fang Jiexia.

Those present knew more or less about her background, except for that stubborn Chen Jiaju, who would not have gone looking for trouble at this time.

"Ahem!"

Uncle Biao cleared his throat and turned his attention back to the present.

"Since no one has any objections, let's arrange it this way. Chen Fan, are you confident?"

"have!"

Chen Fan immediately stood up and saluted.

"Um."

Uncle Biao nodded in satisfaction, then mentioned some points to note before adjourning the meeting.

Before leaving, he specifically instructed Chen Fan that the higher-ups were attaching great importance to this joint case, and that if he performed well, a direct promotion to inspector would not be a problem.

But if something goes wrong, that might be the end of his life.

"Don't worry, Uncle Biao, I'll be careful."

"If you need anything, just tell me, and I'll do my best to meet your needs."

Do you have any bulletproof vests?

"Ahem, yes, but I can only give you three. You can decide how many to distribute."

After saying this, Uncle Biao immediately walked towards his office.

It's not that he doesn't want to give, it's that he simply can't give too much.

Chen Fan didn't intend to argue about it further; three items were fine, having some was better than having none.

Just as he was about to return to his office, the phone in his pocket rang.

"Feed?"

"Afan!"

"Why are you calling me at this time?"

"The angel has disappeared!"

Chen Fan paused for a moment, his expression unchanged, but his eyes narrowed slightly.

"When did this happen?"

The night before last.

Peng Yixing speaks very quickly.

"He told me he was going to investigate clues about the smuggling ring's trading point, saying it was just to probe the waters and he wouldn't do anything, and then... I never heard from him again."

"I understand, see you at the gun club."

Chen Fan smiled, then hung up the phone and looked up at Fang Jiexia who was walking over.

"What's wrong?"

"Who are you talking to on the phone, laughing so happily!"

There was a hint of jealousy in her tone.

"Um?"

Chen Fan frowned, offering no explanation, but instead emphasizing his tone.

Fang Jiexia's breath hitched, and she felt her legs go weak.

"No... I was just asking. By the way, recently several nightclubs in Central have been selling a new type of drug called 'Number Four.' It's extremely pure and very harmful. I'm planning to..."

"Take Chili and the others to scout things out first, and let me know when you have definite news."

Chen Fan resumed his usual demeanor, saying, "If you encounter any problems you can't solve, just call me."

"Oh...I understand."

Fang Jiexia was a little disappointed when she heard that Chen Fan would not be participating in the mission, but she hid it well.

"Brother Fan..."

"What?"

"You were just...you were so manly just now."

"Do your job well!"

Chen Fan was exasperated. He took her to tell Chili and the others, made arrangements, and then left the police station.

Even setting aside Chen Guobang's role, his actions and personality alone were enough for Chen Fan to consider him a friend.

Now that they've gone missing again because of this, we definitely can't just abandon them.

Half an hour later, at the gun club.

Two days later, Peng Yixing was sitting on a stool, his complexion drastically changed.

His eyes were sunken and bloodshot, and a layer of bluish stubble appeared on his chin. He looked tired and anxious.

"Afan..."

Chen Fan walked over and sat down opposite him.

"Speak."

"The night before last, Bang contacted me, saying he had found a transaction point for a smuggling ring..."

Peng Yixing recounted everything that happened that night.

"When I couldn't get in touch with him, I found out that something had happened. Later, I found his wife and learned that Bang had already divorced that night."

Do you know that place?

"Yes, Bang went to St. Mary's Hospital!"

Upon hearing those four words, an intensely strong killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"I understand. Don't worry about this, I'll handle it."

"No way! Bang-ge is such a loser, I can't just watch you get caught up in it too!"

Peng Yixing immediately stood up excitedly: "If you still consider me a friend, then don't say such things!"

"Don't rush."

Chen Fan shook his head slightly: "I never said I wanted to investigate personally. If I had to do everything myself, wouldn't the money I got recently be wasted?"

"Oh? Afan, you mean..."

Peng Yixing was taken aback.

"I'm planning to have the Big Circle people kidnap all the people associated with St. Mary's Hospital!"

Chen Fan said solemnly, "This kind of huge criminal organization has countless interests involved behind it. There might even be someone in my police force who is an inside man. Therefore, we can't use conventional methods to do things."

"The big circle?"

Peng Yixing had never considered hiring a maid. "Is...is this really okay?"

"If you're paid to do something, what's wrong with that?"

Chen Fan stood up and went to the firing position: "The darkness hidden in this city is deeper than you and I can imagine. Those foreigners only care about money; when have they ever considered the lives of us?"

"You're much more extreme than me and Bang-ge."

Peng Yixing finished speaking helplessly, then got up and came to his side.

"But that's fine too. There's no need to follow rules when dealing with this kind of trash. When are you planning to make your move?"

"The sooner the better, of course!"

Chen Fan pulled the trigger repeatedly, emptying the gun. "Old Chen might still be alive. If we act soon, we might be able to save him."

"I'll pay for it."

After thinking for a moment, Peng Yixing said, "Don't refuse, or I'll really get angry."

Chen Fan turned his head and looked over. After realizing the other person's determination, he finally nodded.

He put down his pistol and took out his phone to dial Wei Jixiang's number.

After a while.

"Brother Fan?"

"Where's Xiao Fu? Let him answer the phone."

"Oh...feed? Brother Fan, you were looking for me?"

"Something's come up. Help me contact your comrades and tell them I can meet with them right now."

"what?"

"Is there a problem?"

"No, I'll go ask right away."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Fan let out a soft breath.

It was at this moment that the task notification appeared.