After ten years undercover, I'm giving up.

……

Six hours passed in total.

Han Chen, who had been hanging so low he was almost unrecognizable, was finally lowered down from mid-air.

He was then forced to sit down at the table and sign one document after another.

All of his properties, cash, and other assets that could be transferred were "voluntarily" transferred to the names of five loyal assassins under Ma Zhichao's command.

A rough calculation shows the total value is around fifty million.

The money came so smoothly that it was almost delightful.

"Wait."

Ma Zhichao suddenly raised his hand, as if he had just remembered some crucial question.

"Where are the files on all those spies you planted in the police force?"

Han Chen spoke weakly, almost in a leaky voice, announcing a location.

"exist……"

An hour later.

Ma Zhichao successfully obtained several large bags of documents.

I just flipped through it casually.

Liu Jianming.

Lin Guoping.

Sure enough, not a single one was missing.

Lin Guoping is a very ambitious man, always thinking about climbing the social ladder. If used properly, he can be a good tool.

As for Liu Jianming...

He's quick-witted, capable, and really good at getting things done.

However, this kind of person is no pushover either.

It's best to avoid direct contact and operate the device through an intermediary for greater safety.

After getting everything he was entitled to, Ma Zhichao's mood improved considerably.

Han Chen stared at him with an extremely strange look, and couldn't help but ask, "My drug supply... you really don't want it?"

He had barely uttered the words when...

Snapped--

Ma Zhichao slapped Han Chen hard across the face.

"Didn't I make it clear to you before? I'm a policeman!"

Ma Zhichao had an air of righteous indignation, and his tone was ridiculously upright.

"Do you look down on me because I'm a police officer?"

"In your eyes, am I the same kind of wicked scoundrel as you?"

Han Chen was so angry he almost vomited blood on the spot!

Are you a policeman?

Am I a villain?

How can you say such shameless things with such confidence?

I'll pounce on your mother.

You're even darker than me!

God, you really should open your eyes and take a look!

Ma Zhichao raised an eyebrow, his face immediately darkening: "What kind of look is that? Damn it..."

"It seems that it was too early to let you come down."

"Hang him back up and play with Brother Chen one more round."

Han Chen trembled with fear and immediately struggled desperately, shouting until his voice was hoarse: "Ma Zhichao! A man should keep his word!"

"I've given you the money, and I've signed the asset agreement! You just promised to let me die a quick death!"

Ma Zhichao immediately retorted, "Just for insulting my identity as a police officer, I'm not going to let you get away with this so easily!"

Han Chen, his eyes bloodshot with rage, roared, "Ma Zhichao! You'll die a horrible death!"

"Aaaaaah!!"

soon.

Han Chen was hoisted back into the air.

A new round of emotional manipulation has officially begun.

Looking at Han Chen, who was hanging above with a terrified expression, Ma Zhichao's tone softened considerably.

"Brother Chen, you shouldn't blame me."

"Someone like you who has done so many bad things, when you go down to the eighteenth level of hell, you'll definitely have a place there."

"But who am I, Ma Zhichao?"

"Hong Kong Island's number one philanthropist!"

"I'm going to let you suffer a little now, and at the same time, accumulate some merit for you. When you actually get to the underworld, the judge might see that you've suffered in your previous life and perhaps reduce your sentence by a few levels."

As he spoke, Ma Zhichao couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Sigh, I'm just too soft-hearted."

"I can't help but consider other people's needs in everything I do."

The assassins: "..."

Han Chen: "..."

Han Chen almost fainted from anger again.

You're so aloof.

You are great.

You're a fucking devil!

Next.

[Han Chen's emotional value +84.]

[Han Chen's emotional value +71.]

[Han Chen's emotional value +64.]

[Han Chen's emotional value +54.]

[Han Chen's emotional value +45.]

Before long, Han Chen clearly couldn't hold on any longer.

His mind had been repeatedly ravaged to the point of numbness, and even the emotional values ​​produced by the system had begun to shrink significantly.

[Han Chen's emotional value +12.]

[Han Chen's emotional value +11.]

[Han Chen's emotional value +10.]

[Han Chen's emotional value +9.]

The numbers kept declining.

Ma Zhichao glanced at the system panel.

The current mood value has reached over 8,000 points.

We are about 2,000 short of 10,000.

not enough.

This output is clearly insufficient!

Thinking of this, Ma Zhichao turned to the assassin beside him and casually ordered, "Go to the nearby pharmacy and get some stimulants to boost Brother Chen's condition."

The assassins: "..."

Han Chen: "..."

Sure enough, once the medicine took effect, Han Chen immediately felt much more "energetic".

My emotional state started surging again.

When it was a little after eight in the morning...

Outside the factory, it was already bright daylight. Birds were chirping merrily in the branches, and fish were swimming freely in the distant pond.

Looking at the [10325 emotion points] displayed on the system panel, Ma Zhichao felt extremely pleased.

As for Han Chen, who was still hanging in mid-air, he had already completely wilted.

After being tormented for most of the night, he suffered a complete mental breakdown, and his consciousness became intermittent.

At this point, it's no longer realistic to try and extract more emotional value from him.

Ma Zhichao simply raised his hand and waved it.

"take away."

"Sinking into the sea."

The assassins responded in unison, "Yes, boss!"

……

……

At the same time.

Inside the Major Crimes Unit meeting room at Yau Tsim Police Station.

An emergency meeting has been convened.

The people present were all of high status.

Police senior officials, superiors from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB), the head of the Serious Crimes Unit, and personnel from the Internal Affairs Bureau all sat around the conference table.

"The Commissioner of Police is furious about this case."

"For Superintendent Wong Chi-shing, a senior officer in the police force, to be thrown from a rooftop in broad daylight is no ordinary murder case; it is a public provocation against the entire Hong Kong Island Police Force!"

"We have received a direct order from above to locate the murderer as quickly as possible and give the police force and all the citizens of Hong Kong an explanation."

"This case will now be fully handled by Superintendent Wu Shaoxiong, the newly transferred head of the Major Crimes Unit."

At this point, the person chairing the meeting lowered their voice slightly.

"There's one more thing."

"Superintendent Wong Chi-shing had mentioned on several occasions that there might be moles planted by triads within the police force."

"In this case, the murder of Inspector Wong may have been due to someone leaking his whereabouts beforehand, allowing the killer to carry out the attack with precision."

"Therefore, the Internal Affairs Investigation Department will send Senior Inspector Lau Kin-ming to assist in the investigation, focusing on investigating internal leaks."

"In addition, it is very likely that a batch of important data was stored on Superintendent Wong Chi-shing's computer before his death."

"However, that computer is currently locked with a password, and the technical department is still working on cracking it."

"Once the data is unlocked, Inspector Wu will continue to follow up on the relevant content."

Wu Shaoxiong immediately nodded: "Yes, sir!"

Lau Kin-ming also straightened up and replied in a deep voice, "Yes, sir!"

……

On the other side...

Han Chen's body had already been stuffed into a sack.

The stones were tied up.

With a thud.

The sack, along with the person and the stones, sank to the bottom of the sea.

It kept falling.

Finally, it quietly lay down in the deep sea, contributing a small but insignificant amount to the future reclamation of Hong Kong Island.

Ma Zhichao's dedication to public welfare and his willingness to help others are truly touching.

……

10:00 AM.

Inside one of Han Chen's hideouts.

Most of the influential figures in the organization gathered here.

Ma Zhichao, Dilu, Shaqiang, and Chen Yongren also all made an appearance.

"I've been searching with my men all night, but we haven't heard a single word about Brother Chen."

"It's the same there. We've searched everywhere we can, but we haven't found a single thing."

Dilu, Shaqiang, and Chen Yongren have been busy since dawn.

But Han Chen seemed to have vanished into thin air; no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find a trace of him.

No one knows which group of people he ended up in.

Without Han Chen as their pillar of support, Dilu and Shaqiang were clearly somewhat lost.

As for Chen Yongren, his condition wasn't much better.

Huang Zhicheng's death was like having the last pillar in his heart pulled away.

At this moment, he felt completely empty, as if a piece of his soul had been ripped out.

Everyone's mind was in complete chaos.

The impromptu meeting ended without producing any effective results and had to be adjourned hastily.

On the surface, everyone left.

In reality, everyone had already started making their own plans.

……

After the meeting.

The group quickly dispersed.

Ma Zhichao walked out of his hideout with a relaxed expression.

Han Chen is gone now.

Huang Zhicheng also died.

The two mountains that had been weighing on his head finally collapsed together.

I felt instantly lighter, as if a huge burden had been lifted off my shoulders.

Instead of returning to his residence, he turned around and went to a large shopping mall nearby.

If you want to change your life, the first step is naturally to start with your appearance.