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Just as Cao Tai and his two companions were peeling potatoes in the kitchen, their potato-peeling skills were constantly improving...

Inside the Saigon Police Station building, just a few dozen meters away, is the briefing hall on the first floor.

The briefing room of the Sai Kung Divisional Police Station is only about 700 square feet, but it is now packed with dozens of plainclothes and uniformed officers.

"Tap tap tap..." A series of knuckles tapping on the table rang out.

The moment the sound faded, the briefing room, which had been as noisy as a vegetable market, fell silent, becoming so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

"The frontline has been taken over by Senior Inspector Miao Zhishun of the Regional Major Crimes Unit, and the urban search operation is being commanded by Chief Inspector Zhuang Cheng, Deputy Commander of the Regional Mobile Force. All personnel of the Sai Kung Police Station are being deployed." Edward Stanley, the Sai Kung Divisional Police Commissioner, who was around 40 years old, a little over 180 cm tall, with black hair, brown-grey eyes, a high nose, and a lean build, wearing a custom-tailored green police uniform that fit him exceptionally well, with police superintendent epaulets on his shoulders, spoke.

D Team (among the 11 tactical units in total on Hong Kong Island, the D Team is stationed in the East Kowloon Region, commanded by a superintendent and with a chief inspector as deputy commander) Deputy Commander Chong Cheng has a foreign appearance, but speaks fluent Cantonese:

"I was in charge of this search operation. It was initially determined that the suspect had infiltrated Saigon city. Teams 1, 2, and 3 were each divided into four columns, for a total of 12 columns, to conduct a grid search along the streets. After each street was searched, Saigon Police Station had to dispatch a group to block the intersection. Before receiving orders, the blockade personnel must not allow anyone to pass through."

Four EU aircraft are required to patrol the main roads continuously to prevent the suspect from escaping into the mountains. Although there is no clear evidence that the suspect is carrying a lethal weapon, I require all personnel to be fully armed, and if the suspect is spotted and warnings are ineffective, I authorize the appropriate use of force to subdue him.

Did you understand?

With a loud thud, dozens of people in the briefing room stood at attention: "YES! SIR!"

"Let's go!" At this command, the officers and staff in the briefing room dispersed in an orderly fashion.

Although he was dozens of meters away from the police station building, Cao Tai, whose physical fitness had greatly improved, clearly heard the conversation in the briefing room while peeling potatoes. He also clearly heard the whispers of some office workers on other floors.

When the police mobilized a large number of personnel to carry out a major search operation, the trio hiding in the police canteen kitchen was something the police never expected.

As the police, basking in the scorching sun and drenched in sweat, meticulously searched every street, alley, and house in Saigon, they never imagined that their target was right under their noses, leisurely enjoying the air conditioning while diligently improving his basic kitchen skills.

As night fell, the bustling streets returned to calm, but the Saigon Police Station began to bustle as teams that had completed a day of search operations returned to the station.

Because the city had been searched and more than 30 illegal immigrants who landed last night had been apprehended, each illegal immigrant apprehended during the day was immediately taken back to the police station for interrogation by officers from the Regional Major Crimes Unit.

The landing time was too short, and because of the incident where a police officer was attacked and knocked unconscious, when the unconscious officer woke up in the morning and reported the situation via radio, and because early-rising villagers reported a major murder, the police blocked the main roads leading to Kowloon City early in the morning.

Furthermore, police were deployed to block off mountain roads, so most of the illegal immigrants who landed last night were trapped in this area before they even left Saigon. During the day, the police conducted a dragnet search and caught most of the contestants who had been participating last night.

The trio was also reported by passersby. It was not confirmed whether the three were the suspects in the beach murder case, but it was basically certain that the three were also participants in the race.

In the afternoon, a four-person team from the Major Crimes Unit of the Regional Headquarters located the "Sing Kee" car shop.

The seasoned veteran, Da Sha Ge, mixed up the true and false information he revealed, leading the police to mistakenly believe that the three suspected illegal immigrants had already driven north.

In the evening, an EU patrol car spotted a Honda private car on a dirt side road near Wong Chuk Wan on Sai Sha Road. The radio notified the Sai Kung Police Station Command that there were indications that the occupants of the car had hiked into the mountains.

Because it was already dark, the mountains were high and the forests were dense, and the mountain roads were dangerous, the commander-in-chief decided to send an additional EU vehicle to the area. He planned to use two EU vehicles and ten assault team members to guard the entrance to the mountain for the suspect, and then organize a large force to search the mountain the next day.

Around 8 p.m., after all the personnel in the police station finished their meals, they briefly summarized the information. Except for the personnel who were on duty at the main intersections, who stayed behind to prepare, an additional team of 5 people was dispatched to guard the detention room for more than 30 illegal immigrants, waiting for the Major Crimes Unit to thoroughly investigate and find no problems before repatriating them to the mainland. The Regional Mobile Force Brigade returned to its headquarters for rest.

The lights in the police station offices gradually went out, and the entire building slowly returned to tranquility, leaving only a few lights that appeared lonely and melancholy in the night!

The kitchen staff, who had been working overtime for more than three hours, had cleaned up the kitchen. Uncle De put the chef's uniforms that the three men had taken off into a separate bag and stuffed it under the passenger seat of a van.

Three people were arranged to board the back of a small van and sit on several layers of burlap sacks laid on the floor at the very back. Two kitchen staff took out a thick tarpaulin that was similar in color to the interior of the van. When the two of them pulled it open, its size was surprisingly a perfect fit for the width and height of the van.

The two men pulled open the tarpaulin to the left and right, and sewed four buttons on each side and top of the side facing Cao Tai and the others. As instructed by Uncle De, Cao Tai and Xiao Fu each hung the four buttons on one side of the four hooks welded to the inner wall of the carriage. Gang Sheng then hung the four buttons on the top.

Cao Tai and Xiao Fu sat facing each other with their legs touching, back to back against the carriage wall. Gang Sheng, who had no seats left, could only sit in Cao Tai's lap. Cao Tai held her soft body and unconsciously stroked Gang Sheng's smooth skin on the back of her hand. In the darkness, Cao Tai could clearly see that Gang Sheng's earlobes were red and luscious, and her delicate body suddenly tensed up.

Cao Tai, who has never been in a relationship, couldn't help but feel a slight stiffness in his body. Gang Sheng's body became even stiffer, and Xiao Fu, who was resting with his eyes closed, even twitched his eyelids twice.

As Uncle De casually placed a few empty bamboo baskets used for carrying vegetables onto the back of the truck, it was impossible to see anything at first glance through the open cargo door.

You wouldn't notice that the carriage was shorter than expected unless you boarded the train and took a closer look.

Vans and small vans made their way through the empty, quiet front yard of the police station building and out of the gate one after another.

You can feel the vehicle gradually accelerating after a slight turn.

A few minutes later, the vehicle slowly came to a stop.

"Uncle De, are you finishing work so late tonight?" Cao Tai clearly heard a clear male voice.

"It's all because of your big commotion today that I had to finish work before I could finish! I had to rush back to shower and go to sleep, and I have to get up early tomorrow." Uncle Tak's slightly aged voice rang out.

"Just a routine check, please open the back door." At that moment, another voice rang out.

Although Cao Tai couldn't see, he could vaguely sense the outlines of objects within a radius of about 10 meters around him.

For example, when a van driver sits in the driver's seat, he can clearly distinguish the driver and the seat at a glance. However, in Cao Tai's perception, the driver and the seat are blurred as if they are a single unit. Only when the driver makes a movement can Cao Tai barely distinguish them.

The officer standing to the side of the driver's seat was not pressed against any other object, so Cao Tai was able to sense that it was a human shape, and the slight movements made it even easier to distinguish.

The sound of the rear door of the van opening with a "bang".

The truck driver, who was in his thirties, opened the truck bed door and stood to the side. A young police officer in uniform, who looked to be under 20 and had a layer of light yellow down on his lips, shone a flashlight into the truck bed and saw only a few empty bamboo baskets.

The waterproof tarpaulin, the same color as the interior of the carriage, was almost indistinguishable from the carriage walls under the bright yellow light of a flashlight.

After glancing around casually, without even jumping onto the carriage to inspect it, the officer signaled to the driver that he could close the rear carriage door.

"Sir, clean!" the young officer reported to the blockade commander, a sergeant in his thirties.

The police chief gave a slight nod to the officer, then approached the passenger side of the van, leaned over with a smile, and said to Uncle De, who was sitting in the passenger seat, "Uncle De, I'm really sorry, but the higher-ups have given strict orders that all vehicles and personnel entering and leaving the van must be thoroughly checked."

"After I finish my work in a few days, I'll go to Brother Fuquan's stall and get you a whole beautiful grouper. I'll also bring out a jar of my dad's 'Three Flowers' tea that he's kept hidden away for decades."

Uncle De's throat bobbed twice, he looked up at the sheriff, and pointed his finger at him twice in the air.