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

To be on the safe side, Ms. M generously transferred ten million US dollars to Xiao Mao's overseas account, adding the note: "Ms. C, please continue to help me collect information on Interpol's activities; I desperately need it. This is the operating fund; please let me know immediately if it's insufficient!"

Qin Tai's smile was harder to suppress than an AK-47 as he typed rapidly: "OK!"

Guys, I'm straight guys.

Qin Huilian and Xiao Mao were completely dumbfounded. From beginning to end, Qin Tai hadn't spent a single penny, yet he had made money off both families!

They tricked the other person so badly that they ended up being incredibly grateful.

The two women were completely impressed. With such a knack for making money by trading intelligence, why bother being an assassin? They risked their lives, only to be exploited layer by layer and still not earn a fraction of what others made. They had no security or retirement benefits; their lives were far from miserable.

Without stopping, Qin Tai dialed the number of Interpol agent Li Jinfu.

"Li sir, are you interested in doing another great deed and destroying the lair of Ryuzaburo, the leader of the Japanese Red Army, and Ms. M, the infamous Chinese doll assassin organization?"

The very first and foremost sentence stunned Li Jinfu for three seconds.

Upon hearing this, Li Jinfu's breathing quickened, and he was so shocked that he clicked his tongue repeatedly. Every word he uttered was a bombshell, enough to make one's head buzz.

The Red Army of the Island Nation!

Those are armed terrorists from an extreme left-wing hawkish organization that have been causing trouble all over the world. Not only Interpol, but also the CIA and FBI consider them a thorn in their side. Whoever can take down this tough nut will have made a tremendous contribution and gained a lot of capital to rise to power!

Dragon Kingdom Baby!

Isn't that the target the CIA is desperately investigating?

That was a female assassin organization that once dominated the world six years ago. Its leader, Ms. M, was elusive and her assassins were unrestrained. Politicians and gang leaders from various countries died in their beds. Entertainment gossip reports also smeared politicians from various countries. They were already red-named figures on the bounty list!

Whoever manages to destroy these two terrorist organizations will reap the rewards of their achievements for a lifetime!

The other party's tone was like dropping a bombshell, claiming to have destroyed two major organizations in one fell swoop. Who wouldn't be confused by that?

However, Li Jinfu also had his own pride. He had inexplicably "killed" the ace assassin "O" and was inexplicably pushed to the forefront to enjoy the spotlight, which made his self-esteem ache.

He always felt that this achievement was not accomplished through his own ability. Not only did he feel unworthy of it, but he also felt like he was being used as a tool and pushed to the forefront as a puppet.

Perhaps this olive branch they've extended is just another attempt to use Interpol's resources to accomplish some nefarious secret?

In short, this time he's in a sober state, so he needs to take the initiative. It's not me begging you, it's you begging me!

So Li Jinfu straightened his back, his face tense, and said, "Sorry, I'm not interested. If you hope to use Interpol's resources to achieve some goal, I hope you can show sincerity and tell me the truth..."

"Oh, not interested? Then you dialed the wrong number. I'll look for the CIA again..." Qin Tai wasn't going to tolerate the other person's bad habits.

Beep beep beep…

After saying that, the other end of the phone hung up.

Li Jinfu's forehead creased with annoyance. "Hey, hey, I was just showing off, why can't you take a joke? What do you mean by hanging up like that?"

Could he have actually gone to the CIA?

The CIA has been investigating the M-group assassins codenamed "Dragon Doll" for six years. Once Qin Tai drops this bombshell, they have no chance of refusing. Moreover, they are also giving away the incredible credit of Ryuzaburo, the leader of the Japanese Red Army. No matter how harsh the conditions are, these profit-driven foreign devils would probably be willing to make a deal with the devil!

Panic! Utter panic!

Beads of sweat appeared on Li Jinfu's forehead, and his heart pounded in his chest. Gone was his previous arrogance. He frantically dialed back, but no one answered the phone.

Holy crap, is this for real? Not even a single chance?

Li Jinfu wished he could slap himself hard. What were you doing, acting all high and mighty?

What good is self-respect when it comes to personal gain?

About an hour later, as dawn was breaking, the ashtray on Li Jinfu's desk was piled high with cigarette butts. With dark circles under his eyes, he finally heard the phone ring and excitedly grabbed it to answer.

To everyone's surprise, this was a rather bland report delivered by an excited subordinate: "The assassin codenamed 'Dragon Doll' has struck again. This time, the target is Chiang Tin-sang, the head of the Hung Hing triad in Hong Kong. His C5 vertebra was torn off—a very standard technique. The CIA's team got there first. Should we...?"

"Oh, I see."

Li Jinfu answered with little interest, and then hung up the phone.

In the past, Li Jinfu would have been excited by the murder and eager to go to the scene to collect evidence and investigate, hoping to find clues and piece together the puzzle of the M-female killer organization.

But now, he's practically a salted fish.

They missed the big news about Ms. M's hideout and the perfect opportunity to capture the Red Army leader.

The greatest pain for a person is not that I can't do it, but that I could have.

Snapped!

Li Jinfu slapped himself hard across the face again, cursing, "What the hell were you pretending for? If you had a chance, you should have seized it! Now look what you've done, losing both your money and your man!"

Ring bell....

The phone rang again, urging him to hurry. Li Jinfu answered impatiently, scolding, "How many times have I told you? I know, I know! Collect the on-site information, I'll be looking at it..."

"Oh, Li Sir is still busy? I'm sorry, I won't bother you any longer."

Qin Tai's mocking voice rang out.

Upon hearing this, Li Jinfu jumped up as if he had been injected with adrenaline, excitedly shouting, "No, no, no! It's all a misunderstanding! I have time now, plenty of time! And I can't wait to capture the Red Army leader and Ms. M!"

Qin Tai smiled knowingly, "Oh? Didn't Inspector Li say he wasn't interested just now?"

Li Jinfu smiled ingratiatingly and said shamelessly, "Ahem... I was just being polite. Also, please don't call me Li Sir, it's too formal. Just call me Xiao Li!"

"We at Interpol have long been committed to dismantling the Red Army, this international terrorist organization. At the same time, Ms. M's Chinese doll killers pose a huge threat to the whole world. We will not shirk our responsibility!"

Li Jinfu also humbly stated, "We will reward you handsomely for providing important intelligence and making outstanding contributions to maintaining world peace, and will meet all your reasonable and compliant requests!"

Qin Tai: "..."

Goodness, that's shameless enough, but also quite sensible.

Actually, I still prefer your previous rebellious self.

"Give me your fax number, and I will send you all of Ms. M's information, as well as the coordinates of her secret hideout on a deserted island in Southeast Asia."

Here you go. Be quick, I've heard that Ryuzaburo of the Japanese Red Army and Ms. M have a grudge, and they'll be at war within three days.

"If Interpol can seize this perfect moment of contention between the two sides, it will be the ultimate winner."

Qin Tai succinctly revealed the bombshell news, leaving Li Jinfu speechless and his heart pounding with excitement.

If the Japanese Red Army and Ms. M were to go to war, it would be a fight to the death!

If Interpol can use this opportunity to stalk the cicada from behind and become the fisherman who cleans up the mess, then...