Hong Kong variety show: I'm actually the villain Kwan Cho!

When Guan Zu, looking refreshed, walked into the office, he saw his team members looking listless.

Yawning, Ho Ka-fai greeted Kwan Cho: "Good morning, Kwan sir!"

Guan Zu walked over with a smile and patted He Jia Hui on the shoulder: "Good morning! You've worked hard!"

He just packed his bags and left yesterday, leaving this group of people to clean up his mess. They stayed up most of the night; how could they not be exhausted?

Guan Zu pulled up a stool and sat down next to Shen Anna, taking out the "chip" he'd dug out of Aji's calf yesterday: "Anna, can you help me see what this is?"

Still half asleep, Shen Anna groggily took the "chip" and glanced at it: "A phone card chip?" she mumbled, then looked at it more closely: "No, it's not a phone card."

Discovering something new, she suddenly perked up: "Wait a minute!"

He took out a small box, put the "chip" inside, plugged the box into the computer, and started typing on the keyboard.

A few minutes later, Anna Shen pulled out the "chip" and handed it to Guan Zu: "Guan sir, this is a key to a private warehouse." She then pointed to a string of text on the computer screen: "This is the address!"

Guan Zu took the chip and silently memorized the address Shen Anna pointed to: "Can I open the warehouse by taking this?"

After finishing her work, Shen Anna felt sleepy again and lazily said, "These things are all anonymous; they only recognize the key, not the person. If you have the key, you can open it!" With that, she hugged her pillow and climbed onto her workstation to catch up on sleep.

Guan Zu didn't care that his team members were sleeping during work hours, since he wasn't the one paying their salaries anyway.

He took the "chip," looked at it, then stood up and said, "I'm going out for a bit. Call me if you need anything."

He turned and walked out.

In an old industrial building in Yau Ma Tei.

Guan Zu stood in front of a very small door with a tiny sign above it that read "Warehouse".

If it weren't for Guan Zu's good eyesight, he really wouldn't have been able to find this place.

The door opened, and a head popped out, looked Guan Zu up and down, and said nothing.

Guan Zu took out the "chip" and showed it to the man.

The man glanced at the "chip," opened the door, and without saying a word, turned and walked inside.

Guan Zu followed, and after entering the small door, there was a long and narrow passageway. There was only a little red light in the passageway, which was enough to barely see the road.

Walk along for about seven or eight meters, then turn a corner. The area gets a little bigger, and there's a bar counter with a computer and a lamp on it. All the lighting here comes from that lamp!

The person who opened the door was sitting behind the bar. He extended his hand to Guan Zu, who understood and placed the "chip" in the person's palm.

The man took the chip, took out a black box just like the one Shen Anna was in, and put the "chip" inside.

He then typed a few random words on the computer, turned around, took a key from a pile of keys hanging on the wall behind him, handed it to Guan Zu, and pointed in the opposite direction of the way they had come. There was a curtain hanging halfway down, and behind the curtain was another passage. After pointing out the way, the man ignored Guan Zu.

Guan Zu took the key and examined it carefully. It was an ordinary key with a small card attached to it. The card only had two numbers on it: 23.

Judging from the appearance, it should be a number. Guan Zu lifted the curtain and saw that it was a passageway of similar width to the one before, but with small doors on both sides, which should be individual rooms.

As Guan Zu walked along, he used the faint red light to look at the numbers on the doors.

After a few steps, I saw a small door with "23" written on it.

Guan Zu inserted the key into the keyhole on the door, turned it, and with a "click," the door opened.

Guan Zu went inside and could vaguely make out that it was a small room of about five or six square meters. He reached out and touched the wall and found something that looked like a switch. He pressed it, and the white light tube on the ceiling instantly illuminated the entire room.

Guan Zu closed the door behind him and looked around the small house. The furnishings inside were very simple. There were some wooden lattice panels on both sides, but they were empty. In the middle of the house was a table with two black travel bags of different sizes on it.

An envelope was placed on top of the large travel bag.

Guan Zu opened the envelope, took out the letter inside, and read it carefully.

"By the time you read this letter, I will probably be dead. I don't know who you are, and I don't know if it will be of any use. I hope you will finish reading this letter."

My name is Aji. I am a hitman who does dirty work for Wang Bao. When I was a child, my parents loved my sister and me very much.

When I was 10 years old, our house caught fire, and my parents were burned to death. My younger sister disappeared. From then on, I wandered the streets, fighting with dogs for food.

When I was 12, I met Wang Bao. He took a liking to my fierceness in fighting for food, so he took me back, trained me, and made me do dirty work for him.

However, he didn't know that I knew him.

He was the one who started the fire when my house burned down, but he doesn't remember me.

From the moment I met him, I never spoke again; he thought I was mute.

Ah!

I just don't dare to talk to him.

The way he set the fire is a nightmare I'll never forget.

I hate him, I fear him, I want revenge, but I can't overcome the fear in my heart.

Of course, if you, the reader of this letter, are Wang Bao... Haha, Bao-ye, I hate you!

If you, the reader of this letter, are a cop or something, then congratulations, the small bag contains evidence I've collected over the years, which should be of some use.

As for this big bag, no matter who you are, it contains 600 million yuan in cash that I've saved up over the years, as well as my treasured photos of my sister.

I beg you, could you please help me find my sister, check if she's still alive, and see if she's doing well? If possible, please share some of this money with her.

Ah-Ji!

After reading the letter, Guan Zu felt a mix of emotions.

The deceased Aji, the original self, and the unhappiness of their childhood led them down this path of no return, but who can they blame?

Wang Bao, the arsonist? The chief superintendent who abused his own son?

In Guan Zu's mind, both men were cowards, true enemies who dared not retaliate, only able to project their hatred onto others, committing crimes and inflicting their own pain upon other families. He never imagined that he himself would be the one harmed and become like this.

Therefore, there is no such thing as true empathy in this world.

There's always a reason why someone is pitiful.

In conclusion, these two people don't deserve any sympathy!

Guan Zu put down the letter and opened the larger bag, which was full of cash.

Guan Zu wasn't very interested in the money; he was more interested in the photos.

Guan Zu took out the photo and looked at it. It was of a little girl who looked about seven or eight years old and was very cute.

He carefully kept the photo close to his body, silently saying to Ah Ji, "I'll take your life, and I'll take care of your sister's matter!"

Then, Guan Zu opened another bag with great anticipation; inside was the evidence of the crime that Aji had mentioned.

Upon opening the bag, the first thing you see is a black notebook.

Guan Zu flipped through it and saw that it was an account book with detailed records such as: "In XX year XX month, Wang Bao instructed that XX be killed. Mission accomplished. Wang Bao will give 10!" and so on.

I flipped through a few pages by date and came across two interesting entries: "In XX year and XX month, Wang Bao was indicted and instructed me to eliminate the undercover witness. Mission accomplished. Reward: 200,000 yuan in cash!"

"In November 2000, I received a call from Wang Bao, who told me that I needed to kill Kwan Cho, an inspector from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau."

Clearly, killing oneself means the mission is not complete!

He put away the ledger and continued reading. There was a tape recorder. He turned it on and listened to it. It matched the ledger. Every instruction Wang Bao gave had been recorded.

The rest are some documents, including the locations of several Wang Bao warehouses, and some evidence of Wang Bao's money laundering and usury.

Guan Zu nodded in satisfaction, packed his things, picked up two bags, and went out the door.

When I passed the bar, I returned the key. The person inside the bar merely raised their eyelids and glanced at the key.

After going downstairs, he got into his Ferrari and sped off towards the police station.

On the way, Guan Zu looked at the two bags in the passenger seat, thought for a moment, took out his phone, and called Gong Jiapei.

Over the phone, Guan Zu gave a brief report on the evidence he had gathered, as well as the bag of 600 million yuan in cash.

The letter was simply omitted.

When Guan Zu appeared in the police station's main conference room carrying two bags, the room was already full of people.

There were members from their own group, and members from two other groups that Gong Jiapei had called over.

In addition, there are colleagues from the Narcotics Investigation Department and the CIB: Su Jianqiu, Liu Jianming, and others.

Guan Zu didn't stand on ceremony. He stood at the very front, took out the evidence from the bag, and explained it to everyone one by one.

Based on the evidence, Gong Jiapei meticulously divided the tasks and prepared to capture Wang Bao in one fell swoop.

Finally, Gong Jiapei said, "This operation is codenamed 'Cheetah.' The operation cannot afford to fail. If it succeeds, everyone will be credited; if it goes wrong, everyone will be punished!"

I hereby declare, "Operation Cheetah, commence!"

"Yes, sir!"