You were put undercover, and you've risen to become the boss.

Chen Hui reached out and pressed down on his shoulder bag again, signaling with his eyes not to make any rash moves.

Aung San Suu Kyi gave him a cold look, hesitated for a moment, and withdrew his murderous intent, but remained vigilant, ready to attack the policewoman at the slightest carelessness.

The policewoman's gaze fell on Chen Hui, her beautiful eyes flickering with a look of doubt.

"Have we met before? You seem quite familiar to me."

Upon hearing this, Chen Hui's heart skipped a beat. He secretly worried that the policewoman might recognize him. If she did, he would be in big trouble.

Tang Chao and Old Scar were even more nervous than he was at this moment.

He was very worried that the policewoman might have discovered his identity as a wanted criminal.

It should be noted that Chen Hui's arrest warrant was still posted on the streets and alleys of Yangcheng.

Although Chen Hui looked like a tourist, wearing sunglasses and a hat, he could still be recognized.

If they recognize me, they'll probably have to take action.

However, Chen Hui was not as nervous as Lao Ba and the other two, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Officer, you're not trying to hit on me like this because I'm handsome, are you? That's a bit outdated, but I'm okay with it. How about we exchange contact information?"

Upon hearing this, the policewoman glared at him. This guy was too narcissistic. She was on a mission, and he was accusing her of hitting on him.

"No need, I was just asking!"

He then turned and left.

"Officer, could we exchange contact information? I don't have any police officer friends yet..."

Upon hearing this, the policewoman turned around and glared at him.

Watching the group of plainclothes police officers leave, Aung San, Scarface, and the other two breathed a sigh of relief.

The people around them resumed their previous activities, some taking photos, some burning incense, and some having their fortunes told.

Aung San withdrew his hand, looked at Chen Hui, and showed an expression of admiration.

"Not bad, bro. You have a good mentality. You're cut out for this. You even dare to flirt with the police."

"Police officers are women too, they're all the same. Let's hurry, lest something else happens. Where's the stuff?"

Aung San Suu Kyi glanced around and took a car key out of his purse.

"A white van with license plate ending in 563 was parked in the parking lot of Lingyin Hotel at the foot of the mountain. All the items were inside."

"Alright, buddy, then we'll part ways here!"

Aung San nodded and turned to head down another path down Lingyin Mountain.

Watching his retreating figure, a cold glint flashed in Chen Hui's eyes. This was the murderer who killed Qi Zheng's wife. If it weren't for the mission ahead, he would have really wanted to take down Aung San.

"Ahui, let's go."

Old Scar gave a reminder.

The three arrived at the foot of the mountain. The Lingyin Hotel was easy to find. They easily found the van in the parking lot, opened the door, and immediately got in.

Tang Chao immediately flipped over the back seat, and sure enough, there were packets of white powder inside.

"They're all here."

Chen Hui nodded.

"Alright, Scarface, drive back. We can't let our guard down yet. It won't be truly over until we get back!"

Old Scar nodded, got into the driver's seat, and quickly started the car to return to the bar.

Upon reaching the basement, they packed everything into a black bag and headed straight for the butcher's office.

The butcher was already waiting for everyone in the office.

"Ah Hui, how's it going?"

Upon seeing the group enter, the butcher quickly stood up and asked.

"It's fine. Apart from the thrilling moments, everything went smoothly, and we brought everything back."

Old Scar carried the bag and placed the items on the table.

"Look, brother!"

The butcher stepped forward and opened the black bag, revealing packets of white powder inside.

He casually picked up a bag, tore it open, and the powder instantly scattered across his desk and the floor.

Upon seeing this, Chen Hui and the other two stared in astonishment, their faces full of confusion. This was money! Why did the butcher throw it away?

"Big brother, what's wrong?"

Old Scar exclaimed in surprise.

The butcher stared straight at him, a smile playing on his lips.

"Try it, what is this?"

Old Scar looked at him suspiciously, hesitated for a moment, dipped his index finger in the powder and put it in his mouth. His expression changed drastically, and he spat it out.

"White flour!!"

Chen Hui and Tang Chao were shocked. They stepped forward and, in disbelief, dipped a little flour into their mouths. Sure enough, it was just ordinary flour.

"What's going on? Aung San gave us the keys and drove back immediately. It's impossible for them to have been switched, right?"

Tang Chao exclaimed in surprise.

Chen Hui was also completely confused. The butcher immediately laughed, stepped forward, patted Tang Chao and Chen Hui on the shoulders, and squinted his eyes.

"There was no switch. This time, the stuff is just wheat flour. Zuo Min told me that a long time ago. The purpose was to test your abilities."

"Ah Hui, Old Scar, you two really didn't disappoint me. You made me proud, especially you, Ah Hui. Zuo Min said you have good mental fortitude. You remained so calm under the police's noses. She really admires you."

Chen Hui and the other two suddenly realized that this was all a test of them.

He couldn't help but admire Qi Zheng; he was indeed an old rival of Zuo Min and understood his personality very well.

If we were to make the arrests this time according to Tan Zhigang and Wu Qiang's plan, we would get nothing, no evidence, and it would only alert them. Zuo Min would definitely not continue to use the butcher.

He, Lao Ba, and Tang Chao will inevitably be suspected. The police discovered them on their first delivery. Even a fool would know that there must be something going on between the three of them.

Suddenly, he remembered what Tan Zhigang had said about acting. Maybe those plainclothes officers today were arranged by Qi Zheng to put on a show, with the aim of making Zuo Min trust them more.

However, the Yangcheng police probably didn't know they were acting and were genuinely sent to arrest people; the policewoman's expression didn't seem like she was acting.

"Damn, I thought the goods had really been switched right under our noses! That gave me a fright!"

Old Scar couldn't help but sigh.

The butcher looked at him with satisfaction, took out a pack of cigarettes, and tossed them to the three men.

"Zuo Min now completely trusts us and plans to officially employ us. The three of you will come with me to the transaction tomorrow."

Chen Hui was taken aback and quickly asked.

"Still trading tomorrow?"

The butcher nodded solemnly.

"Yes, tomorrow is the real deal, and Zuo Min will be with us!"

"Is Zuo Min going too?"

"Yes, the other party is not from our Southern Xinjiang Province. He is a drug dealer from the inland, named Hua Mang. He is an old customer of Zuo Min, and also a big customer. After Third Master died, he had not received the goods. This time he came to our Southern Xinjiang to pick up the goods."

"Zuo Min took us there to establish contact with these clients and let us get to know them. After Zuo Min goes back, we will be responsible for picking up the goods for these people. Zuo Min will deliver the goods regularly, and we will receive and store them."