After ten years undercover, I'm giving up.

At this moment, a female colleague wearing glasses walked up to Yue Huizhen and whispered, "Ah Zhen, the supervisor wants you to come over."

Lok Hye-ching nodded: "Okay, thank you for your help."

Not long after, she arrived at the supervisor's office.

The manager, with his buck teeth, glasses, and overall somewhat sleazy demeanor, didn't mince words as soon as she entered, saying directly, "Ah Zhen, you must have seen the news that ATV just broadcast, right?"

Lok Wai-ching responded, "Yes, I saw it."

As she spoke, she looked at her supervisor: "Boss, just tell me what the arrangements are."

The lecherous supervisor smiled with satisfaction and nodded, saying, "Ah Zhen, among all the reporters in our news department, I've always had the highest hopes for you."

"In the recent news battles, TVB has been outdone by ATV, and the key to the problem lies with that Ma Zhichao."

"So you should think of a way to get to know this Inspector Ma better, and hopefully get some exclusive information out of him."

Lok Hye-jung: "..."

Actually, I not only know my supervisor, but I'm very familiar with him.

But that bastard always manages to deliver a critical hit to me every time he sees me!

He's not a decent person at all!

The lecherous supervisor thought she lacked confidence, so he continued to encourage her: "Don't worry, as long as you get this done, a promotion and a raise won't be a problem."

Lok Hye-jung nodded somewhat weakly: "I'll give it a try."

……

……

the other side.

Ma Zhichao was sitting in the car on his way to the police station.

He took out his phone and sent a short message to Hong Jipeng.

"We can begin."

Not long after, Hong Jipeng replied, "Understood!"

Ma Zhichao thought for a moment, then added, "The location must be within the West Kowloon jurisdiction, don't get it wrong."

Hong Jipeng quickly replied, "Don't worry, boss."

After reading the message, Ma Zhichao casually deleted it all.

……

Night was falling.

The entrance to the Peninsula Hotel.

Scott walked out of the hotel lobby with his lover, Xiao Liu, in his arms, chuckling softly.

The two arrived at the car parked at the door.

Sliding door.

I got into the car.

The car body gently sank down.

A device hidden beneath the chassis was quietly triggered.

Beep, beep, beep—

The countdown has started.

ten.

Nine.

Eight.

three.

two.

One.

Time reset!

boom--!!!

The car, which had just started and hadn't even gone far, was instantly hurled into the air by the terrifying explosion.

The next second, flames exploded.

The entire vehicle instantly transformed into a massive, burning fireball!

……

About ten minutes later.

Police officers from Yau Tsim Police Station were the first to arrive at the scene of the explosion.

Following closely behind, Peng Xinjian, Cheng Silin, Yuan Haoyun, and others also arrived one after another.

When Superintendent Peng Xinjian confirmed the identity of the deceased, he almost fainted on the spot.

The person killed in the car explosion was none other than Scott, the former Assistant Commissioner of Police, the current Chief Superintendent, and a former high-ranking officer in the Special Branch!

Another twenty minutes passed.

Looking extremely anxious, Ma Zhichao, along with Chen Jiaju, Zhou Xingxing, and others, hurriedly arrived at the scene.

As soon as he got out of the car, he looked at the still-smoking wreckage of the explosion, and his face instantly turned angry.

"Who did this?!"

His expression and tone suggested that he hated the mastermind behind the scenes to the extreme.

Immediately afterwards, Ma Zhichao turned to Peng Xinjian and fired: "How exactly does your Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station manage its jurisdiction?"

"How could someone have managed to plant a bomb here?"

"Now that Chief Superintendent Scott has been killed in the bombing, how are you going to explain this?"

He launched into a tirade, showing no mercy to Peng Xinjian.

Ma Zhichao has never been a magnanimous person.

When Peng Xinjian was transferred last time, he not only took A Lang's undercover file with him, but also transferred Cheng Silin and Yuan Haoyun.

Ma Zhichao has always remembered this debt.

Now that he's finally got a chance, of course he has to give them a good scolding.

Peng Xinjian's face was extremely pale.

However, what's giving him a bigger headache right now is the fact that Scott was killed in the explosion.

After all, he was the former Assistant Commissioner of Police and now the Chief Superintendent of Police.

If things escalate like this, no one can handle it.

But Yuan Haoyun clearly couldn't hold back.

Seeing his superior being publicly humiliated by Ma Zhichao, he immediately stepped forward and retorted coldly, "Ma sir, have you mistaken me for someone else?"

"What does this explosion have to do with our Director Peng?"

"If we're really going to assign blame, shouldn't it be your West Kowloon Regional Crime Unit that's handling the investigation?"

Ma Zhichao hadn't spoken yet.

His top henchman, Stephen Chow, has already taken a step forward and directly taken over the battlefield.

"Hey, you idiot."

"Who gave you the audacity to speak to Inspector Ma like that?"

Who do you think you are?

Yuan Haoyun's face darkened, and he straightened his chest, saying, "My name is Yuan Haoyun, from Yau Tsim Police Station..."

Stephen Chow raised his hand and picked at his ear, then looked suddenly enlightened: "Oh, so they're from the small police station down there."

Yuan Haoyun: "..."

Stephen Chow raised his chin, his expression as arrogant as could be: "Then do you even know who I am?"

"Listen up, my name is Stephen Chow!"

"Besides Inspector Ma, I was the biggest contributor to that major arms deal last time!"

"And you?"

"What sensational cases have you solved?"

Yuan Haoyun: "..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Stephen Chow immediately added insult to injury: "Why aren't you saying anything?"

"No, right?"

"Isn't that just a good-for-nothing?"

Yuan Haoyun: "..."

Stephen Chow scoffed, his face full of disdain, and said, "Now do you understand your place?"

"You're a complete loser."

"What rank are you? And what is my status, Sir Ma?"

"You dare to talk back to him in public? That's called insubordination, don't you understand?"

"What, you want to be sent to guard the pond?"

Yuan Haoyun: "..."

At that moment, he had absolutely no idea how to retort.

Hey!

You can speak up if you've made a contribution!

He subconsciously glanced at his former colleague Chen Jiaju, his eyes practically screaming a sentence.

Where did all these stars come from this week?

Why is your mouth so sharp?

Ma Zhichao stood to the side, quite satisfied with Zhou Xingxing's performance.

Not bad.

This henchman's verbal combat skills are worth developing.

Beep beep—

Just then, another police car sped into the scene.

The police bomb disposal unit arrived at the scene.

The car door opened, and a man who looked a lot like Andy Lau got out with several subordinates, each carrying a professional toolbox.

The man named "Andy Lau" looked around and quickly fixed his gaze on Ma Zhichao before walking over quickly.

He extended his hand and said, "Hello, Officer Ma, I'm Cheung Choi-shan from the Bomb Disposal Division."

Zhang Zaishan?

Ma Zhichao's heart stirred slightly.

Isn't this Hong Jipeng's later rival?

However, Hong Jibiao is still with Hong Jipeng's team, so it seems that Zhang Zaishan hasn't dealt with those ruthless bandits yet.

Ma Zhichao nodded and said, "Officer Zhang, the scene is now in your hands. Help us figure out what kind of explosive it is."

Zhang Zaishan replied solemnly, "It's our duty, Officer Ma, don't worry."

After saying that, he led two subordinates into the core area of ​​the explosion to begin examining the wreckage and traces of the explosion.

And at that very moment.

Two more interview vehicles arrived at the scene one after another.

ATV, Fang Siwei.

TVB, Lok Wai-ching.

The moment the two appeared and saw the massive explosion before them, their eyes lit up almost simultaneously.

This is big news!

However, just as they were about to rush in for an interview, they were stopped by traffic police on the perimeter who were responsible for maintaining order.

Ma Zhichao glanced at it and casually instructed Zhou Xingxing, "Go, bring reporter Fang in."

Stephen Chow immediately stood at attention and saluted: "YES, Sir!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he jogged towards the outer perimeter.

Upon seeing this, Peng Xinjian frowned immediately and said, "Inspector Ma, isn't it inappropriate to let reporters into the scene now?"

"At times like these, media involvement will only escalate the situation further."

Upon hearing this, Ma Zhichao instantly became righteous and awe-inspiring.

His voice was loud and clear, each word forceful: "Inspector Peng, so this is how you solve cases?"

"The first reaction wasn't to find out the truth, but to try to cover it up?"

"Citizens have the right to know what happened, and they also have the right to understand the progress of the case!"

"Solving cases is the responsibility of the police, but we cannot kick away the public's right to know just because we are afraid of trouble or losing face."

"Inspector Peng, your perspective is too narrow."

"You're only focused on this one case, without considering how the police can regain the public's trust!"

These words were spoken with conviction and sounded incredibly righteous.

The onlookers on the periphery were so excited that they started applauding on the spot.

"Well said!"

"Mr. Ma is right!"

"We just want to know the truth!"

"Support Officer Ma!"

"These are the police officers who truly speak up for the citizens!"

Peng Xinjian: "..."

He opened his mouth, wanting to refute.

However, a suitable entry point could not be found for the time being.

If he were to stand his ground, the crowd of citizens outside would probably curse him to death.

But if he didn't support it, he felt that Ma Zhichao's words were all fallacies.

What frustrated Peng Xinjian even more was that he had already figured it out.

There's definitely something going on between Ma Zhichao and Fang Siwei!

Damn it!

Peng Xinjian became increasingly frustrated, feeling like he was about to suffer internal injuries from holding it in.

On the other side, Stephen Chow had already walked to the police cordon and said to the traffic police, "Inspector Ma has ordered that reporter Fong be allowed to enter."

Upon hearing this, the traffic police naturally dared not stop them and immediately let them pass.

Fang Siwei's face lit up with surprise and delight. He quickly led his photography assistant into the explosion site, his eyes shining with excitement.

Seeing this, Lok Wai-ching also wanted to take the opportunity to go in.

She had barely taken a step forward when Stephen Chow raised his hand to stop her.

Stephen Chow said in a businesslike tone, "Excuse me, Miss Reporter, you can't go in."

Lok Hye-jung was stunned on the spot: "???"

She pointed in Fang Siwei's direction and said angrily, "Why can she do it, but I can't?"

Stephen Chow said matter-of-factly, "Because Ah Tou only said to let Reporter Fang in, not to let you in."

Lok Hye-jung: "..."

In that instant, she was so angry that her chest felt like it was about to explode.

On what grounds?

Fang Siwei was attacked by him.

Hasn't Yue Huizhen ever been attacked?

Why is Fang Siwei allowed to enter the scene while she can only watch from the outside?

Lok Wai-ching's eyes were red with anger, and she felt wronged and furious, almost grinding her teeth to powder.

Ma Zhichao!

You heartless, shameless bastard!

So you're going to deny everything once you've pulled down your pants?

But there's no use being angry.

She could only suppress her frustration, interviewing eyewitnesses on the periphery while having a photographer take pictures of the explosion site from a distance, behind the police cordon.

But how can such peripheral materials compare to the first-hand footage obtained by the thinking above?

This round.

She had already lost all her money before the show even officially started.