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

Ring ring...

"Hello, it's me, Cao Dahua, the Tiger of the Major Crimes Unit!" Cao Dahua answered the phone, his face instantly turning serious. Just by listening to his voice, one could almost picture an upright, incorruptible, and righteous hero.

However, he immediately broke character the next second, nodding and bowing from afar, his face as obsequious as a lapdog.

"Oh, it's Brother Tai. What can I do for you...?"

"Huh? Oh... Hmm! Okay... Yes, yes, yes!"

After hanging up the phone, Cao Dahua was instantly beaming with excitement, his face flushed with pride and his hands clenched in anticipation. Brother Tai had assigned him a new task.

No, it's less of a mission and more of a reward delivered to our doorstep!

Ryuzaburo, the leader of the international terrorist organization, the Red Army of an island nation!

Goodness, if we can crack this tough nut, it will be an achievement that even Interpol will have to respect. At that time, the reputation of the Tiger of the Serious Crimes Unit will surely spread far and wide!

To be honest, he'd been with the Major Crimes Unit for quite some time, but he was feeling really uneasy about relying on his past experience. Damn it, the cases in the Major Crimes Unit were getting more and more dangerous and terrifying than the last.

It would be reasonable to hand it over to tough guys like Chan Ka-kui and Chan Kwok-wing, but when it comes to him, he has neither marksmanship nor fighting skills. Wouldn't that be a sure way to kill him?

Life is tough for a husky that has infiltrated a wolf pack!

If it weren't for his amazing charm as a heartthrob, which allowed him to successfully hook up with Superintendent Yu Suqiu, he probably would have been drowned in spittle just by lying there!

Now that we've finally received another round of funding from Brother Tai, we can finally have a chance to hold our heads high!

"Bah!"

The door opened, and Yu Suqiu, a middle-aged housewife with a radiant smile, walked in shyly. If her subordinates saw her behaving so coquettishly, they would probably throw up their dinner from the night before.

However, Uncle Da is not picky about food or vegetables and is most skilled at pleasing housewives.

It only takes the blink of an eye.

Cao Dahua instantly changed his expression, all traces of his fawning and slovenly demeanor vanished. He became impeccably neat and dignified, with a resolute gaze, straight back, and upright posture.

"Okay, I understand! I'll take care of what you asked for right away!"

Yu Suqiu's eyes sparkled with admiration as she watched Cao Dahua's superb performance, her voice soft and delicate as she said, "Ada, you're so awesome! I love it!"

As he spoke, he took out a gold card from his pocket: "This is my supplementary gold card. Go have some fun."

Cao Dahua's eyes widened instantly, his heart pounded, and he almost drooled, but he managed to control himself. His expression was so well-managed that even a movie star would have to carry his shoes!

He looked up, a hint of displeasure in his eyes: "Are you telling me how to do things?"

Yu Suqiu's face was full of sweetness as she said shyly, "No, it's just that people see how hard you've been working lately, and how others don't understand you, so they feel sorry for you! Especially that Zhou Xingxing, he's always causing trouble in the traffic team, always talking bad about you..."

Cao Dahua sounded a little guilty. He admitted that he was not working hard and was good at slacking off in the office. It was perfectly normal for others to complain about him. Everyone else was working hard while he was slacking off in the back, and he was still being hailed as a hero. Who could keep a calm mind in that situation?

As for Stephen Chow's breakdown, that makes even more sense.

Back then, he was the one who first used his traditional skill of backstabbing Director Huang, taking all the credit for himself. When Stephen Chow found out afterwards, no wonder he was furious.

A while ago, I tried to persuade him to continue as an undercover agent to investigate an international terrorist campus bombing, but he refused outright because he was afraid of dying. It would be a lie to say he didn't hold a grudge.

However, Cao Dahua's expression control remained excellent, and his tone carried a hint of dissatisfaction: "No matter what, Stephen Chow is still my friend. From now on, you are not allowed to speak ill of my friends in front of me."

"I admire you for your integrity and loyalty. Even after Zhou Xingxing treated you so badly, you were still so forgiving..." Yu Suqiu's eyes were practically drooling, and she was spewing cheesy sweet words. "Everyone in the Serious Crimes Unit admires you. Although they may not have expressed it well, they all acknowledge that you are upright, efficient, and charitable. If there were more people like you, the world would be at peace."

Cao Dahua felt incredibly comfortable listening to this, and almost lost control of his expression. He grimaced when Yu Suqiu turned her head, but when their eyes met, he regained his calm and composed demeanor.

"I just want to do what I can. I don't care what other people think!" Cao Dahua said seriously. "To be honest, I've actually been investigating a major transnational terrorist case. Now my informant has finally made some progress and accurately located the whereabouts of the Red Army leader, Long Sanlang. I'm asking you for some equipment and manpower. Is that alright?"

"Of course, no problem! You'll be in charge of all the manpower then." How could Yu Suqiu refuse? She kept throwing him incredibly seductive, housewife-like eyes. "Won't that be dangerous?"

“Yes, it is very dangerous!” Cao Dahua slammed his hand on the table with a righteous air, stood up with his head held high, and said, “But I’m the kind of person who enjoys danger!”

Listen to this, what does it mean to be a kept man?

This is the grandmaster of the art of living off a woman!

Soon, it was past midnight. As the agreed time approached, a convoy began to pour into the dock. More than thirty strong men disembarked one after another. Among them, a man in his early thirties with sharp, piercing eyes stepped out of a Bentley. He was none other than the current leader of the Red Army, the vigorous and capable Long Sanlang.

As a product of the radical faction in the island nation, the Red Army is a terrorist organization spread all over the world. It is not a disorganized group of soldiers. They have also established their own power in various parts of the world, either by recruiting or supporting their cronies, which is also the source of their huge funds.

The Miyagi father and son standing beside Ryuzaburo are the Red Army's money bag. They are most skilled in swindling and extortion, and have driven countless wealthy people to bankruptcy through kidnapping, extortion, fraud and deception. Currently based in Hong Kong, they have recently set their sights on the top-ranked billionaires, including the chairman of the Tong Group.

"Arigato, Miyaki-kun! This hundred million US dollars has come at the perfect time!" Ryuzaburo smiled slightly and said with satisfaction, "How can you catch a big fish without good bait?"

Miyagi Hiroshi bowed ninety degrees: "It is my honor to be able to do my part for Mr. Ryuzaburo!"

But Taro, Miyaki Hiroshi's adopted son, looked puzzled and asked, "Mr. Ryuzaburo, since you don't intend to genuinely cooperate with them, why go to all this trouble to offer real money? Our partner, Hao Ge from Hengda Company, can provide counterfeit US dollars that are so realistic even professional equipment can't detect them..."

"Shut up!" Gong Muhong's face darkened as he scolded, "Who do you think you are, having the right to interrupt in front of Mr. Long Sanlang?"

“Private Marseille!”

Taro bowed his head in apology, but his eyes flashed with a rebellious and resentful glint. Rather than being his right-hand man, he was more like a dog kept by Miyaki Hiroshi, subject to his arbitrary beatings and insults, and utterly devoid of dignity.

"Hehe, it's alright!" Long Sanlang explained in a calm tone, brimming with arrogance and confidence, "There's an old saying in the Dragon Kingdom: 'Cast a long line to catch a big fish!' At our first meeting, they're bound to be wary of us and won't be completely open. If we rashly reel in the bait now, we might end up losing everything!"

"So I have absolutely no intention of making a move tonight!"