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At first, he thought that Ah Sen had been exposed and that Hong Tai's men had caught up with him. Then, after being hit hard, he was in so much pain that his mind went blank. When the masked man said that he was a "ghost", he thought that he had given himself away to the Northern Faction.

If either of those two groups had approached him, he would have been basically doomed. But then the masked man claimed to be Nine-Dragon's backer and said he was only approaching him because he was working with someone to deal with Nine-Dragon. This triggered his survival instinct, and he became open to negotiation!

He tilted his head, staring at the face in front of him that was neither fully Chinese nor Western and looked somewhat bitter and resentful. As he gradually relaxed, a slightly ingratiating smile appeared on his face.

Seeing the masked man staring straight at him without saying a word, Huang Zhicheng's smile gradually froze!

"Sure enough, even the calmest person will do something foolish when faced with life and death." He shook his head slightly and said this.

Cao Tai grabbed Huang Zhicheng by the back of his collar, stood up, and strode toward the edge of the rooftop. Huang Zhicheng's upper body was lifted up, and his feet were dragged along the ground. He tried to reach out and pry at the strong hand holding his collar, but because he hadn't fully recovered, the throbbing pain in his abdomen made it impossible for him to lift his hands. His legs were also weak, like a lamb that had been bled dry. He let out a sharp roar and howl, just like a fat pig placed on a slaughterhouse.

Without another word, Cao Tai walked to within two or three meters of the edge railing, and suddenly exerted force with his arm, throwing Huang Zhicheng's entire body more than two meters into the air. After flying more than two meters from the edge of the rooftop, under the extreme will to survive, he flailed his arms and legs in the air, much like a drowning person struggling in the water. Unfortunately, all his efforts were in vain, and in a fraction of a second, he began to free fall.

A piercing scream tore through the night sky and echoed through the streets! About three or four seconds later, the scream abruptly stopped with a muffled thud from downstairs, leaving only some echoes lingering in the street.

As Huang Zhicheng leaped over the rooftop railing, Cao Tai twisted his ankle, turned, and launched himself forward, covering nearly 20 meters in three strides. No longer needing to worry about making noise and controlling his speed, Cao Tai descended the stairs at top speed. As he ducked into the rooftop stairwell door, he had just leaped halfway when he grabbed the stair railing with his right hand, used his arm to propel himself, and with a light flip, reached the lower half of the second flight of stairs.

While still in mid-air, he let go, his body still spinning from the jump, and like a hawk, he flipped lightly onto the next flight of stairs. His right hand repeatedly gripped and released the handrail, his body spinning as he flipped down over the railing. In less than 10 seconds, with his legs off the ground, he reached the first floor. When his feet finally landed, there was a loud "thump." Although he used his hands to grab the handrail to reduce the downward impact, the momentum of his body was too great, and he had to firmly plant his feet to stand.

The security guard, who was slumped asleep in his chair in the building's security room, seemed to hear a sharp scream and a muffled thud as something heavy fell. When he groggily sat up and shook his head to try to wake himself up, he heard a loud "bang" in the corridor. He immediately stood up and walked to the door of the guard room. When he opened the door, he felt a strange wind rushing through the corridor. He looked around but there was nothing unusual in the corridor.

At this moment, Cao Tai, who had already removed his mask, was more than 20 meters away from the entrance of the building. He walked briskly away from the seemingly protruding mass on the street.

From the moment the building security guard heard the "thud" of Cao Tai landing until he got up to open the door, only about 3 seconds had passed. In that time, Cao Tai darted out of the building's less than ten-meter-deep stairwell almost silently in two light steps.

When the security guard opened the door, he felt a strange wind in the hallway. It was actually the wind caused by the airflow when Cao Tai passed by quickly. Because he was going too fast, Cao Tai had already gone out and turned to the sidewalk on the side of the street. It was normal that the security guard opened the door and didn't find anything.

He was probably still a little worried. Just now there was a scream not far away, followed by the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground, and then another loud bang in the corridor. The young guard in his early twenties turned around with a somewhat panicked expression and woke up the guard who was about 50 years old and lying on the bed. "Uncle Xiang, something's wrong. Get up and let's go out and take a look."

"What is it?" Uncle Xiang, the old watchman, groggily opened his eyes and asked incoherently.

"There were screams and sounds of something hitting the ground outside just now. I have a bad feeling!"

Uncle Xiang sat up, rubbed his eyes, then got up, put on his shoes, casually draped his shirt over his shoulders, pulled a defensive wooden stick from under his pillow, and finally turned to his young colleague, saying, "Go check it out!"

The two men, using flashlights, first checked the stairwell. The elevator was stopped on the first floor and didn't move. They then turned into the adjacent stairwell, shone their flashlights across the stairs, but found nothing.

Then the two walked towards the door. After exiting the building, Uncle Xiang casually shone his flashlight a couple of times, without even glancing around, before turning to the young security guard who followed him out and scolding him, "Ah Wei, I'm not trying to be mean, but working the night shift is already hard enough, and then you suddenly woke me up. Don't make such a fuss over nothing in the future."

"Xiang...Xiang...Uncle Xiang..." Ah Wei's face showed a look of horror as he pointed behind Uncle Xiang.

Uncle Xiang's heart skipped a beat. He slowly turned around and, following the direction Ah Wei was pointing, saw a mass lying on the street about 10 meters away. Because the streetlights were dim, he couldn't tell what it was, but he could tell that it was wearing clothes.

Shining the flashlight over, the bright beam revealed a human body. The two cautiously moved closer, and when they were four or five meters away, they could finally see that it was a person in a suit lying on their back with their eyes wide open. It looked like liquid was seeping out from around their body, and under the flashlight beam, some areas around them were much darker than the ground next to them.

"Giggle...giggle," Uncle Xiang made a strange sound from his throat, which then turned into a shrill scream, "Quick, call the police..."

The two stumbled back to the duty room. Uncle Xiang, with trembling hands, picked up the telephone receiver, but his outstretched fingers couldn't find the right keys several times. After taking a deep breath, he finally managed to press the three numbers '999'.

"Hello, 999 emergency call center!"

After hearing two beeps, a deep male voice came through the receiver. Uncle Xiang quickly said, "999! I...I...I want to report a crime!" He was so nervous that his words were broken and intermittent.

"Hello sir, please calm down and tell me what happened!"

"Someone's dead...dead!"

"Sir, please tell me slowly, where did someone die?"

......

As the flashing police lights illuminated a section of Sai Kung Street in Yau Ma Tei, Cao Tai was already standing in the shadows on Wu Song Street, watching the police clearing out the Tak Lee Tea House. Dozens of oddly dressed gangsters were handcuffed behind their backs and lined up on the side of the street, guarded by a dozen uniformed officers. There were some cold weapons such as knives, guns, and clubs piled up next to them, estimated to be about a hundred or so.

The entrance to the teahouse was blocked off, and some plainclothes officers and military uniforms were going in and out. After carefully looking at the handcuffed people, he didn't see Nine-Dragon or his capable subordinates, nor were the 15 veterans he had sent. Reassured, he turned and left.

He had previously worried that Chung Shin Yi and Jordan Ah Lok might take advantage of the situation, so he secretly hired a construction worker to cut two 36mm diameter and 100mm long rebars, thinking he might be able to fight his way in and out of the enemy's territory tonight. Unfortunately, the gangs that had dealings with the Wo Yee Society's territory all retreated and remained silent, as if they wanted to see the Wo Yee Society fight amongst themselves and suffer heavy losses before taking action.

Hmph, they never imagined that Huang Zhicheng's death would cause the police to keep a close eye on all the major triads, giving Nine Dragons the opportunity to integrate Wo Yi and gain a foothold.

On Sai Kung Street, security guards Uncle Cheung and Ah Wai were being questioned separately at a factory building, each facing detailed interrogation by two plainclothes officers. Inspector Leung Siu-yau of the West Kowloon Regional Crime Unit B stood on the edge of the building's rooftop, looking down. Behind her, several officers shone flashlights on the ground, allowing two forensic personnel to carefully examine the traces and search for any lost items.

"Beep," came the signal connection tone from the walkie-talkie in Liang Xiaorou's hand.

"Madam, you might need to come down for a bit!"

"What can't you say now? What do you want me to do down here?" Liang Xiaorou pressed the call button and said impatiently in a hoarse voice. Being woken up in the middle of the night when you're sound asleep would make nine out of ten people very unhappy, and the remaining one would throw a tantrum. Inspector Liang, who was on her period at the moment, was even more irritable.

"Madam Liang, this is Gao Yanbo. You might really have to come down here. The one who died... was one of our guys!"

The slender fingers gripping the walkie-talkie suddenly tightened, the knuckles turning white from the force, and a tremor crept into the hoarse female voice, "Wait for me!"

She wore a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, revealing her two pale forearms. The shirt was tucked into slim-fit straight-leg trousers. She was tall, over 170 centimeters, and had her hair in a ponytail that bounced rhythmically from side to side as she walked quickly.

"Madam Leung!" Ko Yin-bok, the West Kowloon Regional Chief of the Crime Scene Investigation Division of the Police Force's Forensic Science Bureau, saw Leung Siu-yau walking quickly towards him and went straight to greet her.

"Take a look!" Gao Yanbo handed over the power of attorney, which was in the evidence bag.

He reached out and took the evidence bag. Through the transparent bag, he could clearly see the warrant card with a bitter and resentful mixed-race face, the name "Huang Zhicheng" and "Inspector" and his rank.

Feeling a little dizzy, I reached up to rub my forehead and took a deep breath. "Shen Xiong, is there anything else?"

"Madam, there's a holster, but the sidearm is missing!" A young man of medium height, who was squatting there with a forensic officer examining the body, stood up and answered.

His vision blurred, and he stumbled, reaching out to stop Gao Yanbo, who was about to step forward to help him. "Call front desk and ask about the situation. I need to know if this Inspector Huang is here in the middle of the night for any purpose. Also, contact Madam Yu; I need to speak with her." This was an order given to Shen Xiong.

"Inspector Gao, I'd like to ask your forensic team to thoroughly search the scene again and see if there's anything we can find. An inspector died without any apparent reason. Nobody will be able to sleep tonight. A senior inspector might be coming over later. I hope we can find some clues before he/she arrives." Leung Siu-yau then spoke to Ko Yin-bok in a consultative tone. Although they belonged to different departments, Leung Siu-yau wouldn't be so taboo as to directly order Ko Yin-bok, who was assisting her, over to work. Besides, Ko Yin-bok was a senior inspector.

"Madam Liang, you look like you're not feeling well. Why don't you get in the car and rest for a while? We have enough manpower here, and after the report, a larger force should be arriving soon." Gao Yanbo kindly suggested, seeing Liang Xiaorou's pale face and her constant rubbing of her forehead.

Liang Xiaorou's Group B, including herself, has a total of 13 people, while Gao Yanbo's forensic department has a total of 5 people at the scene. With more than a dozen people working, and no need to rush to seal off the scene in the middle of the night, there are actually enough people.

She raised her hand and waved to decline Gao Yanbo's offer, then swallowed hard, her throat burning with pain, just as she was about to speak.

"Madam, Officer Yu wants to speak to you!" Next to a Toyota with red and blue flashing lights on the driver's side roof, Shen Xiong was holding a car radio and gesturing to Liang Xiaorou.

She quickly stepped forward and took the walkie-talkie. "Madam, it's me." Her voice sounded even hoarse, as if she had caught a cold!

"Xiaorou, why does your voice sound like that? Are you feeling unwell?" A gentle female voice rang out.

"Madam, you might have caught a cold from being out in the wind on the roof. I'll make some ginger and brown sugar water when we get back." Despite the sharp pain in her throat, Liang Xiaorou managed to finish her sentence one word at a time.

"You still need to take care of yourself! Shen Xiong just gave me a brief overview of the situation. It'll take me about 20 minutes to get there. We'll talk about the rest when I get there! You guys keep watch at the scene for now. Later, a senior officer from headquarters might arrive, and the officer involved will also be notified of their superiors!" The gentle female voice rang out again, followed by a moment of silence. "Sigh, these are turbulent times! That's all for now!"

"Duh!" The communication was disconnected.

On a sweltering summer night, Officer Liang, standing beside the car, felt no heat, only a bone-chilling cold, and his head felt increasingly heavy.

......

Hong Kong Island, Kowloon, Queen Elizabeth Hospital Main Building Inpatient Department.

After a few flutters, Liang Xiaorou's eyelids finally opened slowly from her deep sleep. What came into view was a snow-white roof. Her nostrils felt completely blocked with cotton, and she couldn't smell anything. She was also having difficulty breathing and had to open her mouth slightly to help her breathe. Her muscles and bones all over her body ached unbearably, as if she had been beaten up all night.

"You're awake!" a gentle female voice came from beside me.

Turning her head to look, she saw a fair-skinned, slightly plump woman in her early thirties sitting in front of the bed. Liang Xiaorou subconsciously put her hands on the bed board and tried to sit up, but her hands seemed to have rickets.

A hand reached out and gently pressed down on one of her shoulders. "Lie down. You have a bad cold but you're still stubborn. You fainted at the scene and caused a commotion. Luckily, Officer Gao reacted quickly and had someone take you to the hospital first. If it were your bunch of mud monkeys, I think they would have waited until I arrived before they thought of taking you to the hospital."

"Thank you, Madam!" The voice was still hoarse, like the quacking of a duck.

"Why are you calling me Madam? Didn't I say you should call me 'sister' in private? And if you're like this, don't talk. You're saying you're suffering, but it makes me suffer even more!" Yu Suqiu, a slightly plump single woman, scolded, then turned to the short-haired female doctor in a white coat beside her and asked, "Monica, how long will it take for her to recover?"

Chen Anni (Chen Farong, a female doctor who has played roles in many Hong Kong films) said softly, "Xiao Rou has an acute respiratory infection caused by the flu virus. Her high fever has subsided after taking the medicine. The remaining symptoms, such as headache, nasal congestion, and general weakness, will get better with a little rest over the next few days. She should eat something light for the next few days."

"Thank you, Monica!" Her voice was still terribly unpleasant, and even though Inspector Liang was a great beauty, her best friend, Dr. Chen Anni, still thought so.

The two were classmates at Sister Marynor College. When they were students, Yu Suqiu, who was an inspector in the Public Relations Section of the Police Force at the time, visited the college several times to promote courses on the rule of law and public safety awareness. The three had known each other since their early years.

Later, Leung Siu-yau entered the Faculty of Social Sciences at the University of Hong Kong to study psychology, while Chan On-nei entered the Faculty of Medicine at the University of Hong Kong to study clinical medicine. After graduating, Leung Siu-yau passed the police probationary inspector exam and served in a district police station for a year before being transferred to the command of a team by Chief Inspector Yu So-chau, the current deputy commander of the West Kowloon Regional Crime Unit.

Chen Anni, on the other hand, had just completed a year-long internship at a public hospital and was now a full-fledged doctor. Both of them were 24 years old and in the prime of their youth.

As an aside: Miao Zhishun met Chen Anni, an intern doctor, through a medical visit, but now that Officer Miao has been reassigned, he doesn't have the courage to pursue Dr. Chen for the time being.