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

Chapter 122 Terrorist Attack, These Useless People in the Political Department

"Ah Ming, what happened?"

Seeing Lu Ming's solemn expression, Chen Jiaju couldn't help but ask.

Lu Ming said in a deep voice, "According to reliable intelligence, terrorists have already stormed into Adam Smith International Noble School. I will report to the director immediately."

"What?"

Chen Jiaju's eyes widened, and he hurriedly said, "Let's quickly tell the director and ask him to help verify the authenticity of this intelligence."

"I'll call the director right now."

Lu Ming nodded, then took out his phone and dialed, "Reporting to the Director, I have received intelligence that terrorists may have attacked Adam Smith International School. Please verify the information with the Political Department."

"Have the terrorists already made their move?"

Upon hearing this news, the director was immediately startled. "Is the intelligence reliable?"

"Very reliable."

Lu Ming's tone was calm, but one could detect the confidence in it.

The director said in a deep voice, "Ah Ming, I believe you." Lu Ming has proven the reliability of his intelligence through countless incidents.

Especially the last time at the Grand Hotel, Lu Ming had already anticipated that the kidnappers would attack the Grand Hotel before they even began their operation; he gave them an advance warning so they could be on guard.

The kidnapping at the Cointreau Hotel could have been avoided.

Unfortunately, all of this was ruined by those incompetent people in the political department.

Incidentally, the defense of Adam Smith International School was also the responsibility of the Political Department.

Did these useless idiots mess things up again?!

The director thought to himself, but given the incompetent and useless nature of the political department, it was quite possible.

"I immediately sought confirmation from the political department."

He hung up the phone.

"Raymond, is there any news?"

Uncle Biao's eyes widened; he hadn't expected to receive intelligence about terrorists so quickly.

"Ah Ming has sent a message saying that terrorists have already attacked Adam Smith International School."

The director told Uncle Biao about Lu Ming's information.

"It's Ah Ming again!"

Uncle Biao paused for a moment, then sighed, "If only he could stay in the police force forever."

Now, every time Lu Ming demonstrates his abilities, Uncle Biao sighs with regret.

"yes!"

The director smiled helplessly. He still couldn't understand why Lu Ming would give up such a promising future and resign at the height of his career.

"I don't want to think about these things anymore."

He shook his head, then picked up the phone and dialed Peter Lee of the Political Department.

"Hey, isn't this Raymond? What brings you here?"

Peter Lee's teasing voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Peter Lee, I have received reliable intelligence that terrorists have stormed Adam Smith International School and kidnapped all the teachers and students."

The director sneered inwardly as he listened to Peter Lee's words, thinking, "You'll get what's coming to you soon enough."

"What?"

Peter Lee suddenly sat up straight in his office. "Are you kidding me?"

The director chuckled. "Do you think I would joke about something like this?"

Peter Lee's heart skipped a beat, and the scene before the kidnapping at the Cointreau Hotel immediately flashed through his mind.

At the time, the Central Police Station also sought verification from their Special Branch, but ultimately all of their Special Branch personnel were killed by the kidnappers, leading to the kidnapping of the Grand Hotel.

Click!

He hung up the phone immediately and then quickly dialed Zhou Wenjian, who was in charge of guarding the school.

Dudu!

"Answer the phone! Answer the phone!"

Peter Lee prayed anxiously in his heart.

Snapped!

Finally, after his prayers, the call was connected.

"Raymond was really joking with me!"

Peter Lee sneered inwardly.

Then the next moment—

"You must be the head of the political department. I extend my greetings to you on behalf of our organization."

The voice that came from the other end of the phone was not Zhou Wenjian's, but an extremely arrogant and unfamiliar voice.

"Who are you? Where is Zhou Wenjian?"

Peter Lee's heart sank, and he hurriedly asked.

"I—of course I'm your old friend, Li Sir. The roasted chicken from the factory was pretty good, wasn't it?"

A mocking voice came from the other end of the phone, sending a chill down Peter Lee's spine. "Where are my men?"

"Oh, they were alive half an hour ago."

The voice on the other end was as mocking as ever.

"You son of a bitch, don't let me catch you, or I'll kill you!"

Peter Lee was furious and started cursing into the phone; he had given up all hope.

Their political department's poor performance during this period has greatly disappointed those above them, and rumors have already spread that the higher-ups are preparing to disband their political department.

Now, the school where their political department is stationed is facing another major problem.

Their political department is completely ruined this time.

That's why Peter Lee broke down his defenses and started hurling insults.

"Oh, Inspector Li has quite a temper. I wonder if you should listen to your subordinates' opinions?"

The voice on the other end remained nonchalant, slamming the phone down on someone, "Let your superior hear your voice."

"Officer Lee, save me!"

Just then, Zhou Wenjian's voice suddenly came through the phone.

Peter Lee felt a chill in his heart; it was that bastard again.

Zhou Wenjian was his confidant, and he made a big mistake in the last kidnapping case at the Jundu Hotel, which implicated him.

So he specially arranged for Zhou Wenjian to be stationed at Adam Smith International Noble School to atone for his crimes, but unexpectedly another big problem arose.

Peter Lee, enraged by this thought, shouted, "Damn it, if you're so capable, then kill him!"

"Hehe, we won't."

The voice on the other end remained mocking and confident, as if it were manipulating Peter Lee from a god-like perspective.

"You bunch of bastards, just you wait, I'll get my men and kill you all right now!"

Peter Lee, never having been treated like this before, flew into a rage, uttered a vicious remark, slammed the phone down, and then picked up the phone to call his superior, "Chief, our political department has discovered the terrorists' whereabouts and requests assistance."

"Where?"

Paul, the director of the Security Bureau, was thrilled to hear that the Political Department had caught another lead on terrorists.

"Right here at Adam Smith International School!"

Peter Lee reported somewhat guiltily.

"Huh!?"

Upon hearing the school's name, Paul fell silent. Clearly, he knew that the Adam Smith International School was under the jurisdiction of the Political Department. After a long pause, he slowly said, "Peter, I'll give you another chance. If you wipe out these terrorists, I'll help you immigrate to England and arrange for you to work in our government department."

"Director, thank you for your care. I will certainly live up to your expectations."

Peter Lee perked up and answered loudly.

"I hope so!"

Paul snorted coldly.

"Definitely! Definitely!"

Peter Lee quickly smiled apologetically.

"Hurry up and don't let me down again!"

Paul's voice was somewhat cold.

"I'll send someone out immediately."

Peter Lee guarantees this.

After hanging up, Peter Li immediately picked up the phone and called for reinforcements: "G4 unit, Hong Kong Island Police Department SWAT team, Flying Tigers—all of you, get out there!"

"Yes, sir!"

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