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

Police Headquarters Building

Gong Jiapei's office

While Guan Zu was chatting with Gong Jiapei, Zhou Zhipeng knocked on the door and came in.

Zhou Zhipeng nodded to Guan Zu and walked up to Gong Jiapei: "Gong sir, I came here specifically to say goodbye. I have to go to work in the port area tomorrow."

Gong Jiapei stood up and shook hands with Zhou Zhipeng: "Zhipeng, you've been with me for a while now, and I really appreciate your work. Since the higher-ups have decided to transfer you, we police officers can only obey orders. I wish you all the best in your future endeavors!"

Zhou Zhipeng saluted: "Thank you, sir!"

Gong Jiapei returned the greeting, then said to Guan Zu, "Go and hand over the duties to Inspector Zhou. Come back after you're done; I'll be waiting for you!"

Guan Zu nodded and went out with Zhou Zhipeng.

Upon arriving at Zhou Zhipeng's office, Zhou Zhipeng handed Guan Zu the documents that had already been organized on the desk: "Actually, most of what I gave you last time is complete, except for some new additions in the last few days. Just take a look when you get back!"

Guan Zu took the documents: "Thank you for your help, Brother Zhou! If there's nothing else, I'll be going now. I have things to do with Inspector Gong!"

Zhou Zhipeng didn't try to stop him, nodded, and saw Guan Zu out.

Gong Jiapei looked at Guan Zu, who had returned, and asked, "So fast?"

Guan Zu plopped down on the sofa, picked up the cup of tea that had been poured earlier, and took a sip: "He gave me most of the work last time, this time he's only adding a little bit, of course it'll be quick!"

Gong Jiapei adjusted his glasses: "Didn't you talk?"

Kwan Cho scoffed, "What's there to talk about? I'm not even familiar with him, we've only met a few times!" He then sat up straight. "Officer Kung, what about yesterday?"

Gong Jiapei took a sticker from the drawer, leaned back in his chair, and said while folding it, "Tell me more about it!"

Guan Zu roughly recounted Han Chen's conversation with Zuo Shou to Gong Jiapei yesterday.

While they were talking, Gong Jiapei had already folded a paper crane: "Judging from their conversation, it seems that Zuo Shou is going to leave Hong Kong Island with Hong Renjiu?"

Guan Zu nodded: "It must be about what happened last time. Hong Ren probably felt that Zuo Shou was being targeted by us and wanted to take him away as soon as possible. Zuo Shou probably agreed, but he seems unwilling to give up and wants to do one more job to make some money before leaving."

Gong Jiapei placed the folded paper crane on the table: "In that case, this is our last chance to grab Zuo Shou. If we miss this opportunity, we'll probably just have to watch Zuo Shou fly away."

Guan Zu took a sip of tea: "So, what's our plan?"

Gong Jiapei frowned slightly: "The plan remains unchanged. Whether it's his last job or not is irrelevant. As long as he continues to receive and traffic drugs, this time, we absolutely cannot let him get away."

Guan Zu responded and got up to leave, but Gong Jiapei stopped him: "Don't rush off. According to our department's tradition, when someone is transferred, we have to have a meal together."

Guan Zu frowned upon hearing this: "We have to go to a restaurant again?"

Gong Jiapei waved his hand: "Why go to a restaurant? The police canteen will do."

At noon, in the staff canteen of the police headquarters building,

Guan Zu and his team were all present. They placed the two tables together, and Zhou Zhipeng stood up with a drink in hand. "Dear colleagues," he said, "they say all good things must come to an end. Today I'm also transferring out of our O-Team team. Thank you all for your help over the years, Hui-zai, Wen-zai, Uncle Xing, and Anna! It's not appropriate to drink alcohol during work hours today, so I'll toast you all with this beverage!"

The people whose names were called raised their drinks and gestured to Zhou Zhipeng.

Zhou Zhipeng took a sip, then turned to Gong Jiapei separately: "Gong sir, I'm so grateful for your care these past few years. You've taught me so much. Thank you, and I'd like to toast you!"

After the two finished their drinks, Zhou Zhipeng looked at Guan Zu with a complicated expression. He knew that although he had applied for the transfer himself, it was also to make room for Guan Zu. He raised his glass and said, "Zu, this place is yours from now on! Let's have a drink!"

Guan Zu readily agreed and drank a cup with Zhou Zhipeng.

After chatting casually for a while, Zhou Zhipeng left first, citing the need to pack his things.

After he left, Gong Jiapei looked at the group members and said, "I'm going to announce something now: Guan Zu is now your de facto group leader!"

These team members have been working under Guan Zu recently and they are extremely happy. This boss is always the first to charge forward and never stingy with sharing credit. Following him, everyone feels that they have a bright future and they all clap and congratulate their team leader.

Guan Zu smiled and raised his glass: "Then I'll toast you all with a soft drink instead of alcohol. After I'm done with this busy period, I'll treat you to a big meal!"

Shen Anna stood up excitedly: "Yay! I get a chance to eat like a tycoon! I want abalone, sea cucumber, shark fin, and fish maw!"

The remaining people chimed in, "Me too!"

Guan Zu pointed at the group and said, "You all finish your drinks, and you can choose which restaurant to eat at!"

Without hesitation, the four of them downed their drinks in one gulp. Shen Anna turned the empty glass upside down and shook it: "Officer Guan, shouldn't we start thinking about which restaurant to go to?"

Guan Zu stood up: "Good food and drinks are no problem, but you guys have to work hard from now on! I'll drink too!" He then downed his drink in one gulp!

After a few more rounds of commotion, Gong Jiapei slammed his fist on the table: "Alright, that's about time. Aren't you all hurrying back to the office to figure out where to go for a big meal?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the group greeted each other and ran back as if fleeing. From afar, Shen Anna's voice could be heard: "I want abalone!"

Gong Jiapei gave Guan Zu a few instructions and then left the restaurant.

After everyone left, Guan Zu took out his phone and called He Weilan.

A while later, Kwan Cho appeared at the West Kowloon Police Station, in Ho Wai-lam's office.

When Guan Zu walked into the office, He Weilan had already prepared tea and was waiting for him. Upon seeing Guan Zu, He Weilan's eyes lit up: "Oh, what brings our young master Guan here?"

Guan Zu didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down on the sofa: "I'll have to ask you, young lady, for help!"

He Weilan raised an eyebrow: "Is there anything you, Team Leader Guan, can't handle?"

Guan Zu nodded and then gave a brief account of what had happened.

He Weilan frowned deeply upon hearing this: "You mean there's a mole on your side?"

Guan Zu nodded: "Then why do you think I went to so much trouble to give you the credit I already got?"

He Weilan pouted: "Fine, you can have the credit, okay? How do you want me to help you?"

Guan Zu then explained the plan he had made with Gong Jiapei to He Weilan. After listening, He Weilan nodded thoughtfully and said, "OK, I'll prepare in advance. I'll wait for your news!"

Afterwards, Guan Zu and He Weilan discussed some operational details for a while before Guan Zu took his leave.

Just as Kwan Cho was about to leave the West Kowloon Police Station, he ran into Chan Kwok-wing again at the entrance: "Hey, Brother Wing, I always run into you at the entrance every time I come to West Kowloon. How much do you love loitering around here?"

Chen Guorong, who was in a hurry, stopped when he heard Guan Zu's voice: "Ah Zu, I can't talk to you anymore. I have something urgent to do. You go first. I'll treat you to dinner another day!" After saying that, he quickly left.

Guan Zu watched Chen Guorong's retreating figure, a slight smile playing on his lips. Chen Guorong was an indispensable part of his, He Weilan's, and Gong Jiapei's plan!

Time flies, and a few more days have passed.

That afternoon, Han Chen sat on the sofa in his villa, staring at a glass of red wine in his hand. He watched as the wine swirled in the glass with his wrist, but he couldn't seem to get it out of the small glass.

At that moment, a person walked in through the door, didn't speak, and quietly sat down next to Han Chen.

Han Chen didn't look up; he simply put down his wine glass, picked up the phone, and dialed a number.