The reporter took the lead, followed by Brother Lin and Inspector Gu in their car. They even blocked Chen Ke and the others behind them as they rushed in. However, Yue Zhongqi had already set sail. He boarded the yacht and, under the morning light, left the shore.

Some reporters even jumped into the water and swam in vain, trying to chase after him.

Some police officers saw a boat nearby and prepared to board it, but after taking only two steps, they turned back.

It was Inspector Huo Qi who initially had the upper hand, but he could only watch helplessly as the female bodyguard took Cheung Tze-keung away.

He got up early but arrived late, gained nothing, and even pointed a gun at his own people. Has he gone mad?

Lin Yige stormed out of the car, raised the megaphone, and yelled at Huo Qi's face, "Get out of the way!"

Seeing that he didn't move or give way, he shouted again: "Huo Qi, Huo sir, number 00, you're fired, get out of the way."

But Huo Qi wouldn't allow it.

But he shouted even louder than Lin Sir: "Sir, an officer is injured! Call an ambulance!"

Brother Lin shouted through a megaphone: "It's the mainland police who are injured, not the Hong Kong police. What's wrong with you?"

Huo Qi pointed his gun directly at Brother Lin: "Then why don't you let the mainland police in? Why are you stopping them outside? Just to steal credit? Do you want to see how ugly you are and how much you disgrace Hong Kong police officers?"

Lin Yige grinned: "You're finished, you're fired."

Huo Qi didn't budge an inch, released the safety pin, and said, word by word, "Let them in, mainland police!"

No wonder Yue Zhongqi and Wang Baodao had to risk their lives. When there was danger earlier, Chen Ke and the others took the lead and ran ahead, but now they were blocked outside the port gate, and Wang Baodao was still lying on the ground bleeding.

When the reporters saw that the female bodyguard couldn't catch up, they also went to watch Wang Baodao, and three or four cameras were pointed at him.

With a single glance from Inspector Gu, Chen Ke and his group were let in, along with the accompanying ambulance.

The doctor arrived with a stretcher. Wang Baodao's face was ashen, and he was lifted onto the stretcher.

Chen Ke finally snapped, pointing his finger at Lin Yi's nose and saying, "If anything happens to him, I'll sue you for dereliction of duty!"

A knife wound to the abdomen, causing blood to flow everywhere, can be fatal.

Chen Ke's restraint in not resorting to violence was already a testament to his good manners. He personally supported the stretcher and urged others, "Hurry up, hurry and save people."

Brother Lin commanded his men: "Hurry up, chase after them!"

Police officers can requisition boats for investigations. Even if they can't catch the yacht, since Nie Zhao's female bodyguard is on the yacht, she could subdue Zhang Ziqiang at any time, and the Hong Kong police could come to his aid. So, with just a glance from Brother Lin, some people unloaded their guns and others turned around and put handcuffs on him. Huo Qi was pushed aside. With Brother Lin leading the way, the police officers were about to board the boat.

But just as they were about to board the boat using the water-filled barriers, a Rolls-Royce suddenly appeared and stopped right next to the concrete steps, blocking their way.

Because the car had window tinting, it was hard to see inside, but Brother Lin immediately straightened his tie and walked to the back of the driver's seat, which was the safest spot in the car and also the seat where the car's owner, Nie Zhao, would sit.

It must be Nie Zhao. He's really bold to come to the kidnapping scene.

Chief Inspector Gu, feeling the most embarrassed, squeezed to the front and reached out his hand early: "Chairman Nie."

But as the car window rolled down, his smile vanished, because it wasn't Nie Zhao in the car, but Secretary An.

He disembarked with a grin: "Officers, what's up?"

A police sergeant stepped forward, flashing his police ID: "Mr. Anjie, this is Nie's boat, right? We, the Royal Inspectors, are currently apprehending a serious criminal and need to requisition your boat. Please cooperate."

Secretary An laughed again: "Okay, okay, of course we'll cooperate, but this ship... is out of fuel."

Brother Lin turned and walked forward, the police chief jogging after him, pointing to another boat: "That one, tell the driver to get on board immediately..."

Secretary An said, "I'm sorry, that ship is also out of fuel, not a single drop."

Inspector General Gu also rushed over, his voice stern: "All the ships are out of fuel. What happened? Where is your boss?"

Actually, Secretary An's boss is not far from here, and the oil in the boat was deliberately drained.

But Secretary An certainly wouldn't tell the truth. He just smiled and said, "We have a total of 32 cargo ships here. Unfortunately, they're all out of fuel, so you'll have to keep going and find Mr. Bao's ship a kilometer away."

Brother Lin, Inspector Gu, and a group of superintendents turned around and froze. Some of them were so angry that they almost hit someone.

Cheung Tze-keung sailed away on a yacht, while cargo ships are inherently slow. They would have to run a kilometer to board the ship. Could they catch up? As for Nie Zhao, was he sure he didn't deliberately let Cheung Tze-keung go? What were his true intentions?

...

This is the Nie family's old yacht; it played a crucial role in the police's arrest of Gui Touchang.

Yue Zhongqi drove off at breakneck speed, heading towards the mainland.

He was very worried, fearing that Wang Baodao's injuries were too severe, but he couldn't help but sing: "The first month of the lunar year is the New Year, and pigs and sheep have left their homes. Pigs and sheep, where are they being sent? They've been sent to our beloved People's Liberation Army..."

After experiencing thoughts of going crazy, encountering ghosts, or even having nightmares, Zhang Ziqiang, feeling dizzy and disoriented, could no longer make out anything from his eyebrows to his eyes, nose, mouth, and even the strands of hair. He finally collapsed to the ground.

Covered in weapons, Chen Rou was searching him, and he no longer resisted.

He lay completely flat.

She threw away the dagger and removed the explosive pack strapped to his chest. He didn't actually intend to resist; he only slightly adjusted his posture. She shoved the gun barrel directly into the wound on his waist. Damn it, the pain was excruciating for Zhang Ziqiang.

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