Hong Kong variety show: My handsome son, Kwan, is a master at making money in Hung Hing.

Cao Dahua had been slacking off the whole time, but now that he's been put in the spotlight, he can't help but feel nervous. He went straight to being an undercover agent after graduating from police academy and has been doing nothing ever since. To be honest, he's hardly ever fired a gun. Now that he's going to kill someone, it would be a lie to say he's not nervous.

But since killing arms dealers and drug lords brings a bright future, it's a win-win situation no matter how you look at it.

With a determined look and a stomp of his foot, Cao Dahua pulled the trigger on Director Huang's police gun.

click!

Huh? No sound.

Kaka! Kaka!

He pulled the trigger again and again, but the police gun still didn't fire.

"Holy crap, can he really be that kind?"

Cao Dahua stared blankly at the tool that the bureau chief used to scratch his itch.

But the dashing guy broke down, kneeling on the ground, sobbing and crying, "Please, just give me a quick death!"

That's fucking terrifying!

Pulling the trigger and making a blank shot is no joke; killing someone is just a matter of a head hitting the ground. That's not how you do it!

Left with no other choice, Xiaolin had to hand over the big black star to Uncle Da.

"boom!"

With a gunshot, the life of "Handsome Guy," an arms dealer and drug lord, finally came to an end.

His fall, however, forged a future legend in the police force.

Cao Dahua, the Tiger of the Serious Crimes Unit!

After cleaning up the scene, Xiao Lin and Wang Jianjun led their team away, leaving Cao Dahua to take over the work.

About half an hour later, Director Huang personally led the Major Crimes Unit to the scene. When he saw the two-story processing plant with its open layout and the corpses scattered all over the ground, he couldn't help but gasp and stare wide-eyed.

"You handled all of this by yourself?"

“That’s right, Chief!” Cao Dahua, abandoning his usual timid and submissive demeanor, saluted with a righteous and spirited expression: “Reporting to the Chief, CAD5798 has successfully completed his undercover mission. He has lived up to expectations and, under your brilliant guidance, has dismantled the criminals’ drug manufacturing plant! Thank you for your great help. Your gun is returned to its rightful owner!”

With that, he returned the gun of kindness.

Upon hearing this, Huang Bingyao immediately beamed with joy. "Listen to this, what does it mean to be an outstanding professional?"

That's what you call knowing how to talk!

She's practically on par with Uncle Piao!

Has the bureau chief ever lost his gun? How could that be?

That's called being unconventional; temporarily borrowing firearms to support subordinates in completing their missions!

"Old buddy, I've missed you so much!" Huang Bingyao put away his gun, coughed, and asked with a stern face, "Uncle Da, could you give a brief report on the whole story?"

"Yes!" Cao Dahua recited his prepared statement, "Just yesterday, I confirmed the location of Xiao Sa's arms depot and planned to personally investigate it in the early morning to obtain more accurate intelligence to report back to you. But unexpectedly, Xiao Sa encountered a double-cross; someone raided his warehouse, and a chaotic battle ensued..."

"In the end, Xiao Sa fled alone in a panic, making his way to his lair. I followed closely behind, and seized the opportunity to subdue him when he opened the door..."

"It's a pity they put up a stubborn resistance, and I could only seize a gun to fight back. I couldn't leave a single one alive, which is a real shame!"

Cao Dahua's ability to fabricate stories without even thinking is simply unparalleled. He can make things up as soon as he opens his mouth, which impresses the other police officers. Even Huang Bingyao is speechless with admiration.

Holy crap, when did I get such a formidable person working under me?

He single-handedly took down an entire drug manufacturing plant, executed a notorious arms dealer, and seized at least thirty kilograms of pills and No. 4 powder...

Such talent is wasted on being an undercover agent!

"Excellent, excellent, you did a fantastic job!" Huang Bingyao was beaming with satisfaction. "You've done a great job, the bureau will give you special recognition for your achievements, and I guarantee you'll be promoted three ranks!"

"Thank you for your appreciation, Director!"

Cao Dahua beamed with joy.

"Huh? Didn't your superior, Zhou Xingxing, come along?"

Director Huang suddenly remembered that Zhou Xingxing was the first person they sent out to find the gun, but now that the gun has been found, he is nowhere to be seen.

What is this brat doing?

“Oh, Zhou Sir has been getting very close to Ms. He, a beautiful teacher at the school, lately. He’s been tutoring her until very late every day. Although he hasn’t told me anything, I think Zhou Sir must have made some important discovery…” Cao Dahua said innocently, while also using his traditional skill of betraying his teammates.

Upon hearing this, Huang Bingyao was so angry he almost choked: "That brat is really getting into character, trying to have a teacher-student romance?"

As Stephen Chow's former instructor, Wong Bing-yiu knows this brat inside and out. Look at Cao Dahua, who has been undercover for so many years, diligently and conscientiously performing his duties in a corner where no one pays attention, and finally made a name for himself.

You're supposed to be a superior officer, yet you don't do your job properly. All you do is use excuses like poor grades to delay investigations, and you even want to have a teacher-student relationship and pick up girls. I'll curse your mother!

"I don't want to see this guy again. Hey you, tell him he doesn't need to go back to the Flying Tigers, he can go to the traffic police station!"

With a wave of his hand, Huang Bingyao effectively sentenced Zhou Xingxing's future to death.

At this moment, Zhou Xingxing, who was still racking his brains to figure out how to ask Teacher He out to the movies, couldn't help but shiver. Strange, why did he have such a bad feeling?

Meanwhile, after Qin Tai returned to the Times Building in Yau Ma Tei, his men brought Cheng Haiyao's mother, Cheng Fei, over.

The gang leader, Ailian, brought over a middle-aged woman and explained to Qin Tai, "Ms. Cheng has never stopped searching for her daughter since she went missing, and she even put up a reward, so the private investigator easily contacted her. As soon as she learned we had news of her daughter, she rushed over immediately..."

Upon seeing Qin Tai, Ms. Cheng, who bore a striking resemblance to the old woman, rushed forward excitedly, her voice trembling as she asked, "My daughter, do you... do you know where my daughter is? Please tell me, I've been searching for her for so many years without any news..."

“Ms. Cheng, please calm down,” Qin Tai comforted her. “It’s not that I have news of your daughter, but that your daughter is in my hands.”

Upon hearing this, Cheng Fei became even more agitated and cried out, "No, no, no, please don't hurt my daughter! I'll give you any amount of money you want!"

Qin Tai's forehead was covered in black lines. What, did my tone really make me sound like a blackmailer?

Ailian couldn't help but chuckle and whispered, "This is our Hung Hing triad. With your reputation as Knife Tai, it's only natural that people would suspect you of kidnapping and extortion."

"I think you're asking for a beating, aren't you? I'll deal with you later!"

Qin Tai glared at the gloating Ai Lian, then slapped her buttocks hard, causing a ripple and eliciting a blushing cry. But then she gave him a provocative look, her eyes as alluring as Su Daji's, making one's heart itch.

“Ms. Cheng, I think you’ve misunderstood. It wasn’t me who hurt your daughter, but your daughter who hurt me,” Qin Tai explained. “I can let you see your daughter right now, but you’d better be prepared, because your daughter’s current identity is that of a professional assassin.”

"what?"

Cheng Fei's eyes were filled with shock.

She could never have imagined that her well-behaved and sensible daughter would be associated with the profession of assassin.

"Come with me."

Qin Tai led the eager Cheng Fei to the heavily guarded solitary confinement room and slowly pushed open the door.

When Cheng Haiyao and her daughter Cheng Fei saw each other, they both froze on the spot, their eyes filled with complex emotions, including longing, excitement, and joy.

"Mom!" Cheng Haiyao burst into tears. "I'm sorry I can't be by your side and have made you worry for so many years."

At a glance, Cheng Haiyao recognized her as the mother he had been longing for. She was already thirteen years old when she was kidnapped by Ms. M, an age when she could remember things, and she had never forgotten her all these years.