After ten years undercover, I'm giving up.

With his current physical condition, let alone Han Chen, even if two Han Chens came, Ma Zhichao was confident he could take them down with one punch.

……

Half an hour later.

Ma Zhichao arrived at an old building that had been there for some years.

This is one of Han Chen's many bases. It is usually used as a temporary stronghold. It looks inconspicuous from the outside, but there are many tricks hidden inside.

He pushed open the door and went inside.

Inside the room, Han Chen was already sitting there waiting.

Besides him, three other people were also present.

Dilu.

Sha Qiang.

And Chen Yongren.

All of them were there, not one missing.

"Boss."

Ma Zhichao called out as he entered the room.

Han Chen, with his signature smile on his face, waved to him: "Ah Chao, come over here."

Ma Zhichao walked over and soon stood side by side with Dilu, Shaqiang, and Chen Yongren in front of Han Chen.

Han Chen was still smiling, but his narrow eyes were anything but gentle, instead scanning the faces of the four people one by one.

He first looked at Dilu and slowly asked, "Dilu, how long have you been following me?"

Dilu answered in a low voice, "About seven years."

Han Chen nodded, then turned to Sha Qiang: "And you?"

Sha Qiang scratched his head, grinning foolishly, "Brother Chen, how could I remember such things so clearly?"

"Five years," Han Chen answered for him. "You've been with me for five years."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Chen Yongren.

"Ah Ren, you do the math."

Chen Yongren paused for a moment, then casually replied, "About three or four years."

Finally, Han Chen's gaze fell on Ma Zhichao.

"Ah Chao, how long have you been following me?"

Ma Zhichao immediately stood up straight, his expression solemn as if he were making a vow: "Brother Chen, for 3,557 days and 13 hours, I haven't forgotten a single day!"

Han Chen: "..."

Chen Yongren: "..."

Dilu and Shaqiang also fell silent.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly froze.

Han Chen's prepared next sentence was completely cut off by this sentence.

I told you to give the time, but who told you to be precise to the hour?

But Ma Zhichao, with a sincere expression, continued, "Brother Chen, back then I was just a nobody on the street, not even a proper hoodlum. If it weren't for you giving me a bite to eat and taking me under your wing, I probably would have starved to death outside long ago."

Upon hearing these words, Han Chen's eyes flickered slightly.

Some old memories were stirred up, and when he looked at Ma Zhichao again, his gaze softened.

That kid, Ah Chao...

It doesn't seem like a mole.

But the next moment, the gentle expression on Han Chen's face vanished instantly.

His gaze suddenly turned cold, scraping across Chen Yongren, Dilu, and Sha Qiang like a knife.

"I had already received news about the problem with that shipment from South Vietnam last time."

Han Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it immediately made the atmosphere in the room heavy.

"Someone told me that there's a ghost around me."

He paused for a moment, then slowly said, "The four of you are the people I trust the most."

At this point, Han Chen suddenly looked at Ma Zhichao again.

"Ah Chao, tell me yourself, are you an undercover agent sent by the police?"

Ma Zhichao met Han Chen's gaze without flinching, his tone remarkably calm: "Brother Chen, you can rest assured, I could never be an undercover agent. In all these years with you, when have I ever betrayed your plans?"

His eyes were open and honest, his expression sincere, showing no sign of panic.

joke.

Huang Zhicheng has already let him send it down, so what is there for him to be afraid of now?

From a certain perspective, he was clearly a loyal minister who couldn't be more loyal!

Han Chen stared at Ma Zhichao for a long time.

Seeing that his expression was completely normal, most of my doubts dissipated.

Ah Chao.

It can be trusted.

Then, Han Chen shifted his gaze from Ma Zhichao and fixed it on Dilu.

"Dilu, which of us do you think is most likely to be that ghost?"

Dilu's face stiffened, and he said in a low voice, "Brother Chen, I really can't tell."

"You really can't tell?"

Han Chen smiled and didn't press him any further, instead looking at Sha Qiang.

"Silly Qiang, if one day I find out who the mole is, and he happens to be your brother, would you dare to make a move?"

Sha Qiang immediately chuckled and said in a simple voice, "Of course I dare! I'll do whatever Brother Chen tells me to do."

Han Chen didn't say anything.

A moment later, his gaze finally fell on Chen Yongren.

That glance was so sharp it felt like it could pierce right into someone's heart.

"Jin."

Han Chen slowly spoke, "Are you an undercover agent?"

Chen Yongren's heart tightened suddenly.

However, he didn't show any fear on the surface, only slightly tugging at the corner of his mouth: "Brother Chen, stop playing games with me, how could I be an undercover agent?"

Han Chen suddenly burst out laughing.

"Yes, how could you be?"

After asking all the questions, Han Chen turned the conversation back to Ma Zhichao.

"Chao, you analyze this. If there really is a mole among the four of you, who do you think is the most suspicious?"

Ma Zhichao seemed to think seriously for a while before speaking: "I think the people who are sent to be undercover must be under a lot of pressure. Living between two sides every day, they can't even sleep peacefully. Over time, they will most likely become gloomy and melancholy."

Chen Yongren: "..."

[Emotional value from Chen Yongren +10.]

No matter how you look at it, it sounds like a veiled criticism of him.

After all, among the people present, no one could compare to Chen Yongren's melancholy face.

As expected, Han Chen's gaze slowly shifted to Chen Yongren.

[Emotional value from Chen Yongren +10.]

Ma Zhichao's heart skipped a beat.

Good guy.

Isn't this just ready-made wool?

He immediately continued his analysis: "However, we can't just look at the surface. The more panicked some people are inside, the more they like to act tough and fierce on the outside, as if that's how they can make themselves appear very strong."

Dilu: "..."

[Emotional value from Dilu +10.]

These words were practically tantamount to directly labeling Dilu as a suspect.

Ma Zhichao didn't stop, and naturally changed the subject again.

"Of course, there's a third type that's also quite troublesome. For example, some people are clearly not stupid, but they like to pretend to be silly and act like they don't know anything. Such people aren't necessarily without problems either."

Sha Qiang: "..."

[Emotional value from Sha Qiang +10.]

After saying this, Han Chen's narrowed eyes darted back and forth between Chen Yongren, Dilu, and Sha Qiang.

gloomy.

Pretending to be tough.

Play dumb.

All three scenarios are indeed plausible.

Looking at it this way, it seems like any of these three people could be a suspect.

On the contrary, it was Ma Zhichao...

The more I look at them, the more they seem like one of our own.

By any measure, it didn't look like a nail planted by the police.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Han Chen suddenly looked up and laughed, the coldness on his face disappearing as he returned to his amiable demeanor.

"Alright, stop sulking. I was just joking with you guys. You're all people I trust most, how could there be a mole among you?"

But after saying this, Chen Yongren and the others did not truly breathe a sigh of relief.

Because they all knew too well what kind of person Han Chen was.

This Brother Chen may seem cheerful on the surface, but he's ruthless at heart.

One second they can be chatting and laughing with you, the next second they might turn on you and kill you.

This unexpected test has finally been temporarily averted.

Ma Zhichao, on the other hand, casually gained thirty points of emotional value.

He secretly made his plans.

Han Chen is ultimately a potential threat.

The sooner it is dealt with, the safer it will be.

The problem is that he still doesn't have enough people at his disposal.

Han Chen himself knew that the police had been watching him.

In addition, his pink goods business occupies a significant share of the entire Hong Kong Island, so he is never short of people when he goes out.

Among those henchmen, quite a few were armed.

If we're really going to take action, we need to fill the manpower gap first.

Ma Zhichao quietly opened the system interface and glanced at it.

Balance: HKD 418.

poor.

They're so poor it makes you want to curse.

Seeing Han Chen get up to leave, Ma Zhichao immediately spoke up: "Brother Chen."

Han Chen stopped and turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

Ma Zhichao gave a wry smile, as if he found it difficult to say: "I want to borrow some money from you."

"Need money?"

"I've been losing badly at horse racing lately, and I'm pretty much broke," Ma Zhichao sighed. "So I was thinking of borrowing 100,000 from you for emergencies. When we split the profits next time, you can deduct it directly from my share."

The original owner was a regular at the horse racing club and was quite addicted to horse racing betting.

The reason he's so poor is largely due to this.

Han Chen listened without suspicion, and instead shook his head with a smile.

"no problem."

As he spoke, he turned and went into the inner room, took out two stacks of cash from the safe, and handed them directly to Ma Zhichao.

"If 100,000 isn't enough, take 200,000. But let me remind you, betting on horses is fine to play around with, but don't get too involved. The most important thing in life is knowing when to stop."

Ma Zhichao's eyes lit up as he took the money.

There was an unexpected bonus?

He had originally thought that hiring only ten assassins to kidnap Han Chen might not guarantee a high success rate.

it's good now.

Ten became twenty.

This time, everything should be fine, right?