After ten years undercover, I'm giving up.

On the other end of the phone.

Steven: "..."

……

Tuen Mun, Lung Kwu Tan.

The wind was strong at sea, and waves crashed against the rocks one after another.

Ma Zhichao stood on the beach, his clothes and hair fluttering in the wind, looking carefree and exuberant, which perfectly matched his mood at the moment.

Not long after, Ah Lang arrived.

The two didn't exchange many pleasantries; they simply sat side by side on the rocks, each holding a fishing rod, quietly watching the sea.

Ma Zhichao stared at the distant, bobbing buoys and said calmly, "There's something I need to apologize for first."

"The arrangements I promised you have changed, and I'm afraid we won't be able to proceed as planned."

Ah Lang wasn't surprised; he simply asked, "Because of the Political Department?"

Ma Zhichao nodded: "It seems you already know."

"Guan Hai has been taken away by the Political Department. He's not in my hands, so naturally I can't decide what will happen to him."

Ah Lang was silent for a moment, then asked, "So what do you plan to do?"

Ma Zhichao said, "People from the Political Department contacted me today, wanting to combine the cases."

"This shows that they don't have enough evidence to completely discredit Guan Hai, so they want to get the last piece of the puzzle from us."

He paused briefly at this point.

"During the raid on the armory, to prevent you from getting involved, those ruthless bandits didn't leave a single survivor."

"So I want to ask you, besides you, is there anyone else who can come forward to testify against Guan Hai?"

Ah Lang thought for a moment, then shook his head: "I'm afraid not."

"If I had to say there's a possibility, it would be the old butler in the villa."

"However, he doesn't know much about the arms business, and he's been with Uncle Hai for decades; their relationship is almost like that of brothers."

Ma Zhichao reeled in his fishing line, glanced at the bait that had been eaten, but didn't seem too annoyed; instead, he smiled.

"In other words, as long as you don't come forward to testify, the Political Department can't do anything to Guan Hai."

"They won't have much longer before they have to release them."

After thinking for a moment, Alang nodded and said, "That's most likely the case."

Ma Zhichao rebaited the hook, flicked his wrist, and cast it back into the sea.

"Ah Lang, you really played a big role in taking down the armory this time."

"I've always believed in give and take, so Guan Hai's future is up to you."

"The first option is for you to stand up and testify against him."

"Once the case is completely closed, you will be reinstated as a police officer, and I will give you the credit and honors you deserve."

"The second way is that you don't testify against him."

"Let him continue to live out his life as a businessman on Hong Kong Island in peace."

"You can still go back to the police force, but you won't get the credit for this major achievement. You'll have to start over as a regular officer."

Ah Lang remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he said in a low voice, "I choose the second option."

"Let him go."

Ma Zhichao's eyes flickered slightly, and then he smiled.

"it is good."

I respect your choice.

Neither of them spoke again after that.

The sea breeze whistled by, and the fishing line swayed gently with the waves.

Half an hour later, Ah Lang packed up his fishing rod and turned to leave.

Ma Zhichao watched his figure recede into the distance, then took out his phone, switched to a new SIM card, and dialed Hong Jipeng's number.

After the call connected, he calmly instructed, "Keep an eye on Guan Hai."

"Once he is released, we are ready to take him away at any time."

Hong Jipeng immediately replied, "Understood, boss."

The call has ended.

Ma Zhichao removed the SIM card, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

I am Ma Zhichao.

His upright character and noble spirit will live on forever.

All the citizens of Hong Kong call me the nemesis of evil.

How could Guan Hai, the mastermind behind an arms syndicate, possibly be allowed to continue living in a mansion, indulging in women, and living a comfortable and peaceful old age?

You know, even I, Ma Zhichao, haven't really had enough of these enjoyments yet!

So, Guan Hai should just keep up his good work and continue to contribute to my cause.

As for Ah Lang...

Ma Zhichao's eyes turned cold.

Originally, he was indeed willing to give Ah Lang a chance.

The significance of this major arms deal is enough to directly promote Ah Lang to the position of inspector.

Unfortunately, the opportunity was right in front of him, but Ah Lang didn't want it.

Since he chose this path himself, don't blame him for being ruthless later.

……

……

That afternoon.

Guan Hai was indeed released by the Political Department.

The Political Department certainly didn't want to give up so easily, but Guan Hai's network of connections over the years was indeed quite strong.

People in politics, education, and the legal profession all speak up for him.

With pressure coming from all sides, the political department ultimately had no choice but to release the person.

After leaving the political department, Guan Hai immediately called A Lang.

Not long after, Ah Lang arrived in his car, picked up Guan Hai, and drove away.

The car continued on its way.

As they drove along a secluded ring road, Guan Hai suddenly said, "Stop the car."

Without asking any further questions, Ah Lang slowly parked the car on the side of the road.

The two got out of the car and stood side by side by the railing, gazing at the sea below, its surface shimmering in the sunlight.

Guan Hai spoke softly, "A Lang..."

Ah Lang lowered his head: "Uncle Hai, I'm sorry."

Guan Hai closed his eyes briefly, his voice revealing little anger.

"It really was you."

In fact, from the moment he saw Ah Lang arrive unharmed to pick him up, he already had a vague answer in his heart.

A Lang looked ashamed and offered no explanation.

Guan Hai asked, "Who exactly sent you?"

Ah Lang answered in a low voice, "Peng Xinjian."

Guan Hai was stunned for a moment: "???"

"Not Ma Zhichao?"

Ah Lang shook his head: "It wasn't like that at first."

"Later, I started working with Ma Zhichao."

"He promised me he wouldn't keep investigating you."

"Now that all your men are dead, as long as no one comes forward to testify, you can take this opportunity to retire and continue being a wealthy man."

After listening, Guan Hai's mood gradually calmed down.

Looking at it this way, it doesn't seem so unacceptable.

It's a real shame that the arms group is gone.

But he had already considered retiring.

Cutting your losses and seeking survival now might not be a bad option.

Anyway, he has no son, but he has so much money that he could never spend it all in several lifetimes.

That evening.

After having drinks with a member of parliament, Guan Hai returned to his villa.

Incidentally, he has recently begun considering entering politics and preparing to become a member of parliament.

Not long after returning to the villa, Guan Hai fell into a deep sleep.

However, at the dead of night, several dark figures silently slipped into the villa.

He fainted.

Carry it away.

The whole process was clean and efficient, without disturbing a single person.

……

the other side.

Peng Xinjian finally got through to A Lang on the phone.

But as soon as the call connected, Ah Lang's words, "I'm working with Ma Zhichao now," completely stunned Peng Xinjian.

The next second, he was so angry that he flipped the table on the spot.

At this moment, everything finally came together completely.

No wonder it was Ma Zhichao who destroyed Uncle Hai's armory!

It turns out that the duck I raised for several years has just flown into someone else's pot!

Peng Xinjian's mentality completely collapsed.

……

the next day.

Ma Zhichao returned to the police station and picked up the operation report to read it again.

After thinking about it, he added another application for himself.

"I, Ma Zhichao, am applying for the position of Deputy Director of the West Kowloon Department."

An explanation was also attached at the end.

"My current police rank is Senior Superintendent. According to normal job assignments, I should also serve as Deputy Commissioner of Police."

He had originally planned to share some of the credit with Ah Lang.

This saves us a lot of trouble.

If Ah Lang doesn't want it, then this great achievement naturally belongs entirely to Ma.

After making the revisions, Ma Zhichao took the documents directly to Raymond and Edmund for their signatures.

After both sides signed the documents, they were sent to the police department for approval.

The police department handled the matter quite quickly.

The results came back on the third day.

All the promotion and commendation applications for the officers in the Major Crimes Unit were approved.

As for Ma Zhichao's promotion application, the senior figures above gave their opinions in turn.

Alex from HR: "Insufficient management experience; promotion is not recommended at this time."

Operations Department Director Tsai Yuan-chi: "Disagree."

Finally, the Commissioner of Police replied: "Disagree."

"Tch~~"

Although Ma Zhichao knew long ago that it wouldn't be easy to get promoted to deputy director directly through this opportunity.

But when I actually saw the results, I couldn't help feeling a little unhappy.

But it's not a big problem.

There will be a next time.

Scott is gone.

But isn't former Assistant Commissioner and current Chief Superintendent Smith still alive?

After we've finished eliminating Smith, we'll eliminate Wu Shaoxiong as well.

By then, it should be about time.

Afterwards, Ma Zhichao stared at the document and memorized the names on it.

Alex, right?

Cai Yuanqi, right?

Number one, right?

Row.

I've made a note of it.

……

Another day has passed.

Ma Chi-chiu got Commissioner Edmund to sign a transfer order, and then had Man Kin-yan personally deliver the document to Yau Tsim Police Station.

The content is very simple.

Ah Lang's police status was reinstated, and he was transferred to the West Kowloon Regional Crime Unit.

Don't even think about it.

The moment Peng Xinjian saw the transfer order, his anger exploded once again.

"Ma Zhichao!"

"You've gone too far!!"

He flipped the solid wood desk in the office and sent it flying.

What a coincidence!

The heavy table hit the unlucky Wen Jianren, who couldn't dodge it in time.

Wen Jianren is injured +1.

……

in the afternoon.

Ah Lang has officially resumed his police officer status and reported to the Major Crimes Unit of the West Kowloon Police Station.

A group of police officers, led by Stephen Chow and Chan Ka-kui, gave him an extremely warm welcome.

However, Ah Lang himself did not seem too happy.

Because Uncle Hai has disappeared.

His first suspicion fell on the Political Department.

It must have been those people who kidnapped Uncle Hai!