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Chen Rou had said that Song Yuanchao was very good at surveillance, and sure enough, he was right.

She hadn't seen him for two days, and she hardly recognized him anymore. He was wearing a large t-shirt and a big straw hat, squatting on the ground with a dense array of newspapers and magazines in front of him. He was looking at the police station building with his eyes slanted to the side.

"Boss, how much is this magazine?" Chen Rou's exclamation startled Song Yuanchao, who turned around and saw that she was holding a Category III pictorial magazine. He quickly snatched it away and put it underneath: "Wu Yaozu has a regular schedule and will be out in about 20 minutes."

Chen Rou picked up the Category III poster and slapped it on the surface, saying, "Comrade Yuanchao, look at the details. See how others display theirs."

While others display their erotic and explicit adult magazines on top, he has them all filled with financial and food magazines, and even a Sichuan cuisine cookbook that probably won't sell for ages. I have no idea what he was thinking.

Song Yuanchao was embarrassed to look at the adult magazine, so he took it from Chen Rou and covered it with a copy of the Sichuan Cuisine Cookbook before saying, "I'm not coming to keep an eye on things, so it doesn't matter whether it's sold or not."

It's probably because he's incredibly simple-minded and doesn't sell many newspapers, so the other newsstands didn't bother him. Otherwise, Song Yuanchao would have been beaten up for setting up a newspaper stand randomly on the streets of Hong Kong.

As the two were talking, Song Yuanchao pulled on the rope, and his small newspaper stand was lifted up completely.

Looking at his watch, he said, "He'll be out in five minutes. I'll be at the third traffic light down the street. You can turn right when you get there, go into the alley, walk 500 meters, then turn left. At the end of the alley, there's a row of apartment buildings. That's his house. Wait for him downstairs... Okay, I'll go first."

Tracking a narcotics officer is no easy task, especially since Chen Rou, Song Yuanchao, and Wu Yaozu have all met him; a slight misstep could lead to his discovery.

But who would have thought that the richest man's wife would go out of her way to follow people?

A short while later, Wu Yaozu finished get off work and came out of the police station building. He was still wearing his police uniform. He didn't take the bus but walked all the way. He passed a man selling dried fish maw from a shoulder pole. He chatted with the porter for a while, picked up a bag of fish maw, and walked a little further. He passed an egg tart shop, waited for three minutes, and ordered a box of fresh egg tarts.

After crossing a traffic light, he saw someone selling vegetables on the roadside, so he jogged after them and bought a bunch of vegetables.

Seeing him, Chen Rou inexplicably felt nostalgic for her time as a police officer.

I went to work early in the morning and didn't have time to buy groceries. By the time I got off work, the market was closing up shop. So I just walked on the main street and bought whatever I saw, just a few things to make enough for dinner.

After following him for two blocks, she saw Song Yuanchao crossing the street from the other side, so she went into the alley.

Then he ran quickly to the bottom of Wu Yaozu's building, turned around in all directions, went upstairs to check the door of Wu Yaozu's house, smelled it and found a strong smell of 84 disinfectant, so he turned around and came out again.

This is government-subsidized housing; there is no toilet in the apartments, but there is a separate public toilet on each floor.

Chen Rou was lying in wait in the stairwell, with Song Yuanchao following behind her. Both of them were experts at tracking, so Wu Yaozu didn't realize what was happening until he was face to face with Chen Rou after entering the building.

He was holding a paper bag containing fish maw in one hand, and a plastic bag containing vegetables was hooked to his finger. In the other hand, he was holding a box of egg tarts. When he saw Chen Rou, he immediately threw the egg tarts at her and tried to turn around and run away.

Chen Rou wrapped one arm around his neck and took the egg tart with the other. Just then, Song Yuanchao rushed in. She also jumped up and pounced on Wu Yaozu, kneeing him hard in the groin at the same time. She raised both hands high and handed the egg tart to Song Yuanchao.

Wu Yaozu probably didn't expect a woman to pounce on him so directly and hit his manhood so accurately and hard. He was a policeman and knew martial arts. He tilted his head back and bumped Chen Rou's nose with his head, arched his back, and then threw the fish maw and vegetables, which all hit Chen Rou's head.

However, at this moment, Song Yuanchao had already put his arm around his neck from behind and covered his mouth tightly with one hand.

He was choked by the person behind him, and he raised his foot to kick Chen Rou, but she was waiting for him. She reached out and grabbed his legs, and when he kicked, she pulled his legs back. When he kicked again, she used the momentum to push him back.

And so, Chen Rou grabbed Wu Yaozu's leg and Song Yuanchao lifted his neck, and the two of them carried him all the way into the public restroom.

To avoid causing trouble, Song Yuanchao raised his fist as soon as he entered the public restroom, intending to smash his temple and knock him unconscious.

Chen Rou reached out to stop him: "Brother Song, his mother is waiting for him at home. Don't slap him in the face, or his mother will be traumatized if she sees it."

With one hand covering Wu Yaozu's mouth and the other firmly around his neck, Song Yuanchao struggled against him, panting as he said, "I've inquired. This bastard accidentally discharged his gun and killed a police officer, a detective who was exceptionally skilled in investigation. He killed him intentionally!"

This time, Chen Rou used her feet, specifically her toes.

She raised her toes and kicked Wu Yaozu in the groin several times, knocking him unconscious on the spot.

Rubbing her wrists, she went out of the restroom first, picked up the fish maw, vegetables, and cake from the ground, and handed them to Song Yuanchao. Only then did she pull up Wu Yaozu's head and put it under the tap to rinse it.