The Hunter's Path: Starting as a constable, ascend to the Old Ones.

Chapter 116 Oh no, I've become a substitute!

"Chief, Ah Ming just called me, warning us to be careful of terrorist ambushes—"

Inside the Central Police Station, Chan Ka-kui was getting ready to go, following orders from the Special Branch to raid international terrorists, when he suddenly received a call from Luk Ming, who warned him to be wary of an ambush.

He dared not delay and immediately informed the director.

"Those guys in the Special Branch want to use us as cannon fodder. We can't give them that chance. Uncle Biu, help me reject the Special Branch's request to send police. Just say that a large number of international assassins have suddenly flooded into our Central district. We need to impose a full lockdown and we don't have enough manpower to provide them with support."

After a moment's thought, the director decisively asked Uncle Biao to refuse the request from the Political Department on his behalf.

"Me again?"

Uncle Biao's face darkened.

Chen Jiaju said worriedly, "Director, cracking down on terrorists is a serious matter. Isn't what we're doing inappropriate?"

"What's wrong with it? There are 2.5 police officers on Hong Kong Island. Do they think their Special Branch needs our Central Police Station? They don't call on the Emergency Unit, the Mobile Unit, the Special Duties Unit, and so on from headquarters. Why do they have to call on us? Isn't it obvious that they're using us as cannon fodder? Their Special Branch is just jealous that our Central Police Station made a big splash at the Grand Hyatt Hotel last time, which made them lose face. So they want to get revenge."

The director snorted coldly, showing no respect for the political department.

Uncle Biao frowned. "Raymond, won't this completely offend the Political Department? They have the British backing them—if we really offend them, it'll affect our careers!"

"It's precisely because the British are behind them that we have to offend them in order to distance ourselves from the British."

The director naturally spoke his mind.

With the return to China imminent, the hometown will inevitably need people who have little connection with the British.

He has now been promoted to the rank of Senior Superintendent and is about to be promoted to Deputy Commander of the Hong Kong Island Region. He has no hope of being promoted within two years, and just then the Special Branch comes out to cause him trouble.

This gave him an excellent opportunity to shed his British background.

Cleaning up one's past will not only not hinder one's career path, but will actually make future promotions easier.

Moreover, he had already received inside information that the Political Department was about to be disbanded and most of its senior executives would be arranged to immigrate, so he didn't need to worry about the Political Department making things difficult for him in the future.

Uncle Biao seemed to understand something, and clicked his tongue inwardly. No wonder Raymond was able to be promoted to senior superintendent at such a young age. His political acumen and decisiveness were indeed extraordinary.

I'm getting old, so old!

He shook his head and sighed.

"Ka-Kui, do as I say. Contact Ah-Ming and send out your men to keep an eye on the assassins who have infiltrated Hong Kong Island recently. Let's not get involved with these terrorists and leave it to the Special Branch."

"Yes, sir!"

Chan Ka-kui saluted and agreed. Although he did not want to give up the investigation into the terrorists, he had no choice but to obey the orders from above.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to state this in advance that our Revenge Foundation does not condone any illegal or criminal activities, and any illegal or criminal acts you commit in Hong Kong Island are unrelated to our foundation."

At the Revenge Fund's meeting, fund manager Martin, facing a group of top assassin brokers, calmly declared beforehand that he and the fund were aloof.

Even if the assassins cause any major trouble in Hong Kong in the future, it won't implicate them.

None of the assassin brokers said much; they knew in their hearts that assassinations could not be done openly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the relevant information about the murder of Mr. Ichiro Iemoto has been sent to your computers. As long as you can successfully kill the murderer and the mastermind behind Ichiro Iemoto, after our foundation's review, we will transfer one hundred million US dollars to your Swiss bank accounts."

Martin beamed with joy, as if his father had just died.

Instead of being saddened by his employer's death, he was overjoyed, as it meant he had a chance to get a share of the $100 million fund, instead of just drooling over it every day.

If Ichiro Iemoto had died a natural death, the revenge fund would have been dissolved, and the $100 million would have slipped through his fingers. But now that Ichiro Iemoto is dead, there is much more room for maneuver.

He couldn't wait to get a share of the profits.

Whoever takes down the mastermind, he's confident he'll get his share of the "brokerage fee."

So it was a good thing that Tsukamoto Ichiro died.

Since becoming the manager of this revenge fund, Martin has been hoping day and night that someone would kill Tsukamoto Ichiro.

Now my dream has finally come true.

"I object to Mr. Eiji Tsukamoto participating in the revenge fund as a victim's family member."

Suddenly, someone raised their hand to protest.

"Objection overruled. According to the terms of our Revenge Fund, anyone is eligible to participate as long as they can afford the five million yuan guarantee fee."

Martin reiterated the eligibility criteria for their revenge fund.

"Wow, five million yuan—"

At the conference table, Xiao Fu, who was standing behind Crocodile, exclaimed in surprise upon hearing the astronomical figure, attracting frequent glances from those around him, their eyes filled with disdain, wondering where this country bumpkin had come from.

"What's the big deal? It's only five million dollars, nothing to worry about!"

Crocodile Man remained calm and dismissive of the five million yuan, but in reality, his heart was bleeding. He was nothing more than a mediocre street thug who only knew how to cheat and swindle.

My family wasn't exactly poor, but we always lived a very frugal life.

He mortgaged his house and borrowed money from various sources to scrape together the five million yuan to attend the meeting of this revenge fund.

Of course, his goal wasn't to earn that $100 million, but to infiltrate the organization and see if the Revenge Fund had investigated him.

In fact, Ichiro Iemoto's death was somewhat related to him.

Someone published a piece of information in the newspaper about an unprofessional hired hitman. After seeing it, he realized that the other party was a newbie in the industry, so he wanted to scam some money.

To his surprise, when they met, he discovered that the person who sent the message was an old man with one foot in the grave, and the reward was a large box of military scrips that were essentially worthless.

Upon seeing this situation, he immediately backed down, stating outright that military scrip was worthless, and then simply walked away.

He originally thought that was the end of it, but two days later the old man called him and said that he had raised 200,000 yuan and would transfer the money to him as long as he helped kill Tsukamoto Ichiro.

Crocodile Man didn't know where the old man got such a large sum of money, but he didn't cheat the old man out of his retirement money. Instead, he coaxed the old man by saying that if he saw the news of Ichiro Iemoto's death in a couple of days, he would transfer 200,000 yen to his account.

In reality, he had no intention of actually doing the deal, nor did he ever think about getting the 200,000 yuan.

However, two days later, something unexpected happened to him.

Ichiro Iemoto was murdered, and his account was found to contain an extra 200,000 yen.

A $100 million revenge fund has been activated.

The world's top assassins flocked to Hong Kong Island to attend this grand event for the assassin world.

"Oh no, I've become a Seraph!"

When Crocodile learned of this information, he was completely stunned and soon began to tremble. Once his connection to the case was discovered, even if he wasn't the real culprit, he would inevitably be treated as the real culprit.

Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free.

It's a hundred million dollars, after all!

Who could resist the temptation of such a large sum of money?

The thought of being hunted by assassins from all over the world immediately terrified Crocodile, who frantically scrambled to raise money and squeeze into the revenge fund's meeting, hoping to see how much information the revenge fund had about the killer and whether it would implicate him.

That's why he recruited Xiao Fu to attend the meeting.