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

"Officer, you have to believe me, I really didn't kill anyone."

Cao Dahua sat in the car, his face full of bitterness as he cried out his innocence.

Lu Ming glanced at Cao Dahua in the rearview mirror and said calmly, "Cao Dahua, do you know you're in deep trouble? Do you know who sent the people who hit you just now?"

Cao Dahua's expression changed slightly, and he stammered, "Maybe they've mistaken me for someone else. I'm just an ordinary school worker, and I'm usually kind to everyone and have never made enemies with anyone."

"They were sent by Dafei."

Lu Ming looked at Cao Dahua, who was pretending to be confused, and directly shattered his illusion, "I'll tell you the truth, the deceased Wang Li was an undercover agent of our police. He was tracking Da Fei's arms case before he died. He was killed by Da Fei because his identity was exposed. And you were the last person Wang Li came into contact with before he died."

"Someone like Dafei is better off being killed innocently than let guilty people go free. Do you think he would risk having his military intelligence leaked to let you go?"

Cao Dahua's heart skipped a beat. What he had just experienced proved that what Lu Ming said was true. He had been targeted by Da Fei, and if he wasn't careful, he might end up receiving a settlement allowance from the British.

At that time, he might be able to enjoy a peaceful life at the altar with his old friends. It's just unknown whether anyone will offer incense to them every day.

Wong Bing-Yiu, Wong Sir; Chow Sing-Sing, Chow Sir... These two are in for a tough time!

Cao Dahua was somewhat frustrated. He had spent his life just getting by, and his biggest dream was to receive a retirement pension, not a resettlement allowance.

The worst part is that he is still single, with no elderly parents or young children. Therefore, after his heroic sacrifice, he may not receive a resettlement allowance from the British, but rather a funeral allowance collected by a police officer on his behalf.

Thinking of this, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Lu Ming parked the car on the side of the road and let Cao Dahua get out. Cao Dahua looked at the dimly lit and deserted street, feeling a little scared. His hands trembled as he asked, "Lu sir, aren't we going back to the police station?"

Lu Ming smiled without saying a word, only staring intently at Cao Dahua, making Cao Dahua feel uneasy all over.

"I only have one question: Where is Dafei's munitions hidden?"

"Sir, I really don't know."

Cao Dahua had a bitter face.

Lu Ming narrowed his eyes as he watched Cao Dahua tremble as if he had Parkinson's disease. "So it seems you're not planning to cooperate."

"Sir, I'm just a lowly school janitor. My relationship with Old Wang is just that of old friends. We were just chatting about everyday things at the bar that day. I had no idea what you were talking about, weapons. Please be magnanimous and let me go."

Cao Dahua answered pitifully with his hands clasped, as if he truly knew nothing about it.

"Don't worry, as a police officer, I won't wrongly accuse anyone."

Lu Ming chuckled, then suddenly shoved Cao Dahua, seemingly holding something in his hand.

Cao Dahua was taken aback, not expecting Lu Ming to suddenly make a move. He instinctively raised his hand to block, and an item inexplicably appeared in his hand. He looked down and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Cao Dahua, you seem to have an unusually high level of courage."

Lu Ming leaned against the car door, his sharp eyes fixed on Cao Dahua, who was drenched in cold sweat.

Cao Dahua's Parkinson's syndrome seemed to be getting worse. His hand holding Lu Ming's gun was shaking so badly that it was like he was masturbating, and he was almost seeing ghosts. Cold sweat was pouring down his forehead like a tap.

"Cao Dahua, either tell me the address where Dafei is hiding weapons, or I'll arrest you right now for stealing a gun and assaulting a police officer."

Lu Ming, with a pair of handcuffs on his fingers, said with a half-smile, "Of course, you can shoot me now." Although he said that, he had already unloaded the bullets from his sidearm, and he also had a fully loaded Black Star pistol in his backpack, which he could pull out at any time as if by magic to kill Cao Dahua.

The night air was cool, but Cao Dahua was sweating profusely and his hands were trembling uncontrollably. His mind raced as he tried to figure out how to handle the situation.

It's impossible for me to fire a shot.

Unless he's tired of living.

If he dares to fire, it's like mud falling into his crotch—even if it's not shit, it'll still look like shit.

At that point, even Huang Bingyao won't be able to protect him.

However, surrendering without resistance would also make it difficult to clear one's name of guilt.

If he is convicted of seizing a gun and assaulting a police officer, even if his undercover identity is exposed, it will be difficult to gain the trust of the police force and the court.

After all, undercover agents turning to the dark side is nothing new in the police force.

After thinking it over, Cao Dahua suddenly became serious, his hands stopped trembling, his legs stopped limping, and he raised his head and saluted, "Reporting to Inspector Lu, this is Cao Dahua, police officer No. 5798, reporting to you from headquarters."

"Police badge number 5798..."

As Cao Dahua introduced himself, Lu Ming slowly and deliberately said, "So you're an undercover agent sent out by General Headquarters, just like Wang Li? And you're also involved in Dafei's arms case?"

"Reporting to Inspector Luk, I am an undercover agent directly under Inspector Wong Bing-Yiu of the Headquarters. I am under orders from Inspector Wong to infiltrate St. Yuk Keung Secondary School disguised as a school worker. My purpose is to investigate the underlings that Tai Fei has recruited at the school."

Cao Dahua did not directly state his true mission, but subtly hinted that his mission was to investigate Dafei's underlings at school in order to uncover Dafei's arms case.

He's managed to stay undercover for so many years without getting into trouble; he's really good at playing dumb.

Lu Ming remained noncommittal, smiling as he said, "So you do know the location where Dafei is hiding the weapons?"

"Inspector Lu, to be honest, Old Wang did mention it to me once," Cao Dahua said somewhat embarrassedly. "However, Old Wang should have reported it to the General Headquarters a long time ago, but the General Headquarters has been slow to make arrests, which may be due to their own considerations."

Did Wong Bing-Yiu know the location of the weapons?

Lu Ming shook his head. Judging from Huang Bingyao's behavior, it was impossible for him to know the location of the weapons. The General Administration was simply keeping an eye on Dafei, hoping to catch Dafei and the terrorists who bought the weapons in one fell swoop.

"Tell me the address, and I'll make my own decision."

"Inspector Lu, could you please not tell anyone about this tonight? If Inspector Huang finds out I knew something but didn't report it, he'll definitely chop my head off..."

Cao Dahua revealed the location of the weapons hideout that Wang Li had told him, and then pleaded with Lu Ming for leniency.

"Don't worry, what happened tonight is known only to heaven, earth, you, and me. No one else will know."

Lu Ming smiled, reassuring Cao Dahua.

"Thank you, Officer Luk! Thank you, Officer Luk!"

Cao Dahua was overjoyed.

"Take a taxi home yourself. Don't tell anyone about tonight's events, or you'll face the consequences."

Lu Ming gave a warning.

Cao Dahua swore to the heavens: "Inspector Lu, I swear to God that I will never reveal a single piece of information to anyone, or may I be struck by lightning and have a son without an anus."

"Remember what you said, I will check your son's skin swallows later."

Lu Ming waved his hand, letting Cao Dahua go back on his own.

"Inspector Lu, I wish you great success and a swift victory."

Cao Dahua offered his blessings in a sycophantic manner, and then ran away as fast as he could.

"Officer Wong, this is extremely urgent! Uncle Tat has been arrested and interrogated by Inspector Luk Ming of the Central Police Station. You need to go and get him out of here right away..."

Zhou Xingxing glanced outside with his phone and saw He Min also calling her boyfriend in the anti-triad unit for help. He felt a pang of sadness and reported their ordeal to Huang Bingyao on the phone.

"I told you to investigate the lost gun, but you two are always causing so much trouble, calling me every day to clean up your messes. Believe me or not, I can kill you two bastards with one Iron Palm strike."

Huang Bingyao's loud shout came from the phone.

"Inspector Wong, even if you're going to kill us, you have to rescue Uncle Tat first."

Click!

Just as Zhou Xingxing and He Min were frantically seeking help, the door to their room was suddenly opened, and Cao Dahua returned unharmed.

"Uncle Da!"

Zhou Xingxing and He Min were both taken aback. "How did you get back?"

"Oh, Officer Lu just asked me a couple of questions and then let me go. It's nothing serious."

Cao Dahua answered casually.

"I'm glad you're back safe and sound."

He Min breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhou Xingxing felt there was something wrong. He pulled Uncle Da to the toilet and interrogated him, "Uncle Da, tell me honestly, what did Lu Ming want from you? I don't believe he just asked you a couple of simple questions."

Cao Dahua hesitated for a moment before saying, "Inspector Lu, there is indeed something important."

"What is it?"

He said he wanted to examine your anus.

"Hmm!"

Zhou Xingxing's anus tightened, and he jumped back like a cat with its fur standing on end, his face full of melancholy. "I knew from the beginning that with my handsome looks, many people would have their eyes on me. It's like this with Inspector Huang, and it's like this with Inspector Lu... It's really hard to be a man."

Dafa Parking Lot!

Lu Ming slowly stopped his car a hundred meters away and got out to walk.

Skill--

Mimicry!

sneak!

Hawkeye!

All three skills are activated simultaneously.

He instantly blended into the dim environment of the street, like a writhing mass of darkness, moving through the silent street. To onlookers at first glance, it was as if a gust of wind had blown by, but it was difficult to recognize Lu Ming's figure.

"bomb!"

"I can't afford it!"

"I'll pay for it, I'll pay for it."

Inside the parking lot's security room, smoke filled the air as six guards in plainclothes played cards. The floor was littered with cigarette butts and beer cans, making it incredibly slovenly.

Lu Ming used his eagle eye to scan the area within a hundred meters, confirming that there were no hidden sentries. Only then did he carefully climb the wall, landing silently. He looked up at the rows of large trucks in the parking lot, his brows furrowing slightly. Searching each truck would not only be time-consuming and laborious, but would also easily alert the guards in the security room.

According to his plan, he should have sneaked in armed.

However, this batch of weapons was related to attracting international terrorists, forcing him to suppress his idea of ​​a perfect infiltration.

Good food is worth the wait!

In two more days, we can have a big meal.

Lu Ming's eyes darted around, and then his voice deepened, suddenly producing a beeping sound like a car unlocking.

Skill--

Ventriloquism!

He can use this skill to replicate the sounds of everything.

The sound was particularly jarring in the quiet parking lot, immediately attracting the attention of the security guard.

What was that sound?

"Let's go out and take a look."

"Damn it, who's going to drive at this hour?"

"Old Eight, stop nagging and hurry up and check the truck that Brother Dafei personally instructed us to keep a close watch on, and see if there's anything wrong with it."

"Okay, okay."

The guards grumbled and swore as they came out with flashlights to investigate, but the parking lot was silent, as if the beeping sound of the car unlocking had been just their imagination.

They walked around the parking lot with flashlights, carefully checking to make sure there were no problems.

"Old Eight, is the cargo safe?"

"Don't worry, it's perfectly safe."

Lu Ming remained hidden in the darkness, using his eagle eyes to observe the guards' every move. He noticed that the guards seemed to pay special attention to one of the large trucks.

A thought struck him: this large truck was most likely Dafei's "warehouse" for hiding weapons.

Lu Ming patiently waited for the guards to return to the security room, and then carefully checked the parking lot with his eagle eye to ensure that nothing went wrong.

He waited quietly for ten minutes to make sure the guards in the security room wouldn't come out to check without reason, then immediately blended into the darkness like a shadow and approached the target truck.

Click!

Lu Ming easily opened the cargo box of the truck and quietly climbed inside.

Skill--

Insight!

His eyes flashed, and the clues in the carriage flowed into his mind like unraveling a mystery.

The carriage was filled with a mixture of rust and gunpowder smells; there were impact marks all over the walls; and the floor showed obvious signs of friction from opening and closing...

Lu Ming's gaze immediately fell on the metal plate on the carriage floor. He squatted down and examined it with sharp eyes. Then, he pried open one of the metal plates, revealing the items inside.

AK47, Remington shotgun, Thompson submachine gun...

All of them are best-selling weapons on the global market.

Lu Ming glanced at the weapons piled up in the compartment of the carriage, his eyes flashing, and picked out a Thompson submachine gun, along with various types of ammunition.

He searched through a pile of weapons and soon spotted a pistol that stood out from the crowd.

A standard .38 rifle used by an entire police force!

Huang Bingyao's gun of kindness.

Lu Ming smiled. It was so easy for him. He took out Huang Bingyao's sidearm and took out a tracking device from his own pocket and installed it in the pile of weapons.

He casually stamped a mark on the truck, marking it as such.

We'll take a two-pronged approach, just in case.

Lu Ming recreated the scene and then slowly retreated from the parking lot.

"Commander Huang, your sidearm has been found."

Huang Bingyao was stunned for a moment after listening to the words on the phone. He looked up at the clock and was completely dumbfounded.

From the time he instructed Lu Ming to find the gun until now, only half a day has passed, yet Lu Ming has already found his lost pistol.

No wonder this kid can solve so many serious cases; he is indeed a shrewd and capable elite of the police force.

Huang Bingyao was overjoyed and praised Lu Ming repeatedly. Suddenly, he said meaningfully, "Ah Ming, I heard you're investigating Cao Dahua?"

"I had some contact with Wang Li before he died. I just asked him a normal question and then sent him back. However, he did provide me with an important clue, which is why I was able to follow the trail and find the officer's sidearm."

Lu Ming paused for a moment, then said, "I have already installed tracking devices in Dafei's weapons, so we can track him at any time."

"Ah Ming, well done!"

Huang Bingyao was overjoyed; this was truly a double celebration. He would set off a string of firecrackers to celebrate later.