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Chapter 90 The Curtain Falls

"Hey, Detective, get up and get to work." Seeing that all five gunmen had fallen as he had planned, and that Zhu Tao and the man protecting him were unarmed and trembling in fear, Cao Tai couldn't help but lightly kick Chen Weiming, who was frantically changing bullets, with his toe.

"Tap tap tap..." A series of rapid footsteps sounded, and at this moment, the other three police officers in Chen Weiming's group also rushed up to him, panting heavily.

After meeting up with the guy who was lying on the front of Cao Tai's car, the four of them took small steps in two directions and crossed Cao Tai's Mercedes-Benz. Then they saw Zhu Tao and one of his henchmen squatting a dozen meters away, as well as several people slumped on the ground.

Most importantly, our brave detective, Mr. Chan Ka-kui, had already left his colleagues behind him by twenty or thirty meters and rushed up to Chu Tao, pointing a gun at his head.

"You...hehe...you...hehe...are under arrest...hehe..." After a fierce fight in the wooden shack area, Chen Jiaju, who was panting heavily, chased after Zhu Tao and ran a hundred or two meters to catch up. In his extreme excitement, he still blurted out a curse at Zhu Tao to his face.

Although Zhu Tao was also arrested in the film, he had already escaped the police's encirclement. More importantly, because the transaction was not completed, he only had a box of US dollars in his hand.

Even more fortunately, the seller actually ran away with the flour. Is there any law in Hong Kong that prohibits private individuals from carrying millions of dollars in cash while shopping?

Very well, Mr. Zhu Tao just decided to go shopping with a million US dollars on a whim, and for safety reasons, he even brought several bodyguards with him.

You're saying the bodyguard was illegally carrying a gun? That was the bodyguard's personal action; Mr. Zhu Tao had no idea about it.

Then Zhu Tao walked out of the police station with a smile, without even having any evidence to detain him.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhu Tao might have developed cerebral idiocy later on, and the foolish couple hadn't used a computer to record their flour sales, causing the plot to take a sharp turn and landing themselves in jail, then this "pig-hunting operation" that the police had planned for so long would definitely have started strong but ended weakly and failed at the last minute.

Alright, now, just because of Mr. Cao's words, the loophole that Inspector Wen had secretly wanted to loosen the rules has been plugged ahead of time. The flour merchant didn't get away, and the buyer, Zhu Tao, was also caught on the spot.

Even if his lawyer is eloquent, it will be difficult to exonerate him now. The transaction involved nearly $100 million worth of flour, and he was caught red-handed. If the flour merchant who was also arrested testifies that Zhu Tao was the buyer, then if he is convicted of drug trafficking, assaulting a police officer, and illegal possession of weapons, Zhu Tao will likely never get out of prison for the rest of his life.

So Zhu Tao, now with several police pistols pointed at him, looked gloomy, as if his father had died and he was very unhappy.

Zhou Biao, the IR, was extremely happy. He paced back and forth in front of Zhu Tao, and seeing Zhu Tao's gloomy face, Zhou SIR beamed with genuine joy.

Although the operation was slightly flawed, resulting in the destruction of dozens of houses in the cabin area.

However, in the wooden shantytown, a house can be rebuilt for a few thousand dollars at most. With the reconstruction cost plus some compensation for emotional distress and property damage, the maximum amount will not exceed HK$500,000.

The $100 million in illicit funds and a large quantity of drugs seized will initially be stored as evidence in the police's evidence room until the case is adjudicated.

This money will be handed over to the government treasury, and a portion of it will be returned to the Central District Police Station as funding. As for the public property damaged during the operation, since it has made a great contribution, the superiors are also very willing to allocate compensation.

Serena, her hands now handcuffed again, stood to the side, her bright eyes fixed on Zhu Tao, her expression a half-smile, a smile that resembled the forced tug on a puppet's lips, every muscle stiff with reluctance.

Zhu Tao, with a gloomy expression, would occasionally glance at Salina, but would eventually pretend to look elsewhere as if nothing was wrong.

Cao Tai noticed the expressions on their faces and felt a little strange.

In the film, Serena, a newly appointed secretary, somehow manages to accompany Zhu Tao to the flour transaction site. However, during the subsequent police investigation, she turns out to have no connection whatsoever to the flour transaction. In the end, it is only through her revelation that the police have enough evidence to prosecute Zhu Tao.

The police had previously orchestrated a scenario that led Zhu Tao's side to believe that Shalena had become a police witness for the prosecution, but the assassins sent by Zhu Tao's side acted like child's play, behaving much like Jin Dazui, who was trying to scare her.

Through a series of actions, Serena, who had only recently joined Zhu Tao's company, learned Zhu Tao's core secret—that all the flour purchase and sales records were stored on a computer in the company, and anyone who could enter Zhu Tao's office had the opportunity to copy these records.

The automatic alarm device set up by Zhu Tao only arrived after the security guards received the alarm and Salina finished copying the data.

In Cao Tai's own mind, this was like a game where, after a battle of wits between the police and the criminals, he ultimately helped Salina gain merit.

Serena testified against the big noodle shop owner, and to protect her as a witness, the police will not only help her conceal her identity, but may also help her create a new one.

When she returns after two years abroad, Serena might not be Serena anymore. She might be called Madonna, or Diana, or something similar.

In short, you'll have a new name, a complete and verifiable new resume, and a new life without any blemishes.

"Mr. Cao, thank you very much for your help, and I am also very sorry to have dragged you into this." Zhou Biao, beaming with joy, did not forget Boss Cao in the end. After circling around Zhu Tao twice, he came over to thank him.

"It was just a coincidence, but I still need you to fix my car," Cao Tai replied casually.

Uncle Biao's eyes twitched as he looked at the bullet holes in the trunk of the Mercedes 500SEL.

It's still unknown whether there's any damage inside the car. Judging from the surface damage, if we find a repair shop that cooperates with the police to fix it, they can only repair a few bullet holes. Even for a luxury car worth millions, it should only cost a few thousand or tens of thousands of yuan at most.

The problem is that Mr. Cao might want the original factory to repair it. If that happens, the manufacturer's repair department might issue a bill that's a meter long, and it could cost at least 100,000 or 200,000 yuan to settle the bill.

"Haha..." Uncle Biao laughed awkwardly twice, then said in a low voice, "Mr. Cao, the repair shop we run in cooperation with the police has excellent skills. In just ten days to half a month, I guarantee we will return you a brand new car in perfect condition."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Sir Biao," Cao Tai said, handing the car keys to Zhou Biao. "Could you please send me a car back? It's quite difficult to get a taxi here."

"It's nothing," Boss Cao said, not demanding a large sum of compensation. Zhou Biao was now in high spirits again. "Hey you, Jiaju, come here."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jiaju, who was loitering next to Zhu Tao, quickly stepped forward, stood up straight, and gave a standard police salute. "Sir, Sergeant Chen Jiaju reporting for duty."

"You drive my car and take Mr. Cao back. Remember, make sure he gets back safely and securely, and listen to Mr. Cao on the way." Zhou Biao took out a key and handed it over.

"Mission accomplished!" With the operation concluded perfectly, Chen Jiaju, who had personally captured the bandit leader, was now brimming with pride, a slightly arrogant expression on his face.

"Then I'll trouble you, Sir," Cao Tai said with a smile.

"It's my honor, my honor." When Chen Jiaju faced Cao Tai, a slightly fawning smile appeared on his face. It was hard to imagine seeing such an expression on the face of this stubborn and tough detective.