# Chapter 44: Robbing the Police Station
Cleaners, Smuggling, Bars, Protection Money, and even Monster Hunters/Demon Hunters.
No, none of those! Tang Song's real first pot of gold was US Dollars, Super US Dollars.
Hong Kong Island, West Kowloon Major Crimes Unit.
At two in the morning, many rooms in the Police Station Office Building were still lit.
Many Police Officers were busy working overtime. This time, the West Kowloon Major Crimes Unit had truly lost face within the entire Police System.
They had clearly caught The Painter, but right under their noses, he had somehow escaped.
Gwai Lo 'Number One Brother' called late into the night and severely reprimanded the Station Chief of the West Kowloon Police Station.
Ah Tau of the Major Crimes Unit even led everyone in working overtime through the night, cooperating with the Marine Police to search for The Painter's whereabouts at sea.
Those who stayed at the Police Station working overtime were some Clerical Staff, organizing the Painter Group's information.
At the Police Booth at the Police Station Entrance, two on-duty Military Police were chatting about gossip within the Police Station.
A large box truck suddenly turned in from the side of the road. This box truck didn't have its headlights on and stopped directly at the Police Station Entrance.
"Go out and see!"
"Hey, who's there! No parking here!"
A Uniformed Police Officer walked to the driver's cabin, peering through the glass inside, but it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
Just as he reached for the flashlight clipped to his belt, the car door was suddenly pushed open from inside, and the door slammed hard into the Uniformed Police Officer's head.
This unlucky Uniformed Police Officer immediately fainted, falling to the ground with a thud.
"Hey, you guys!"
Another Uniformed Police Officer had just come out of the Police Booth. Seeing his fallen comrade, he instinctively reached for the Handgun on his waist.
Behind him, a burly figure quietly appeared, and a Hand Chop slammed hard onto the back of his neck.
"Fifteen minutes, enter the Exhibit Room, find the Intaglio Printing Press, and withdraw!"
Two agile special forces soldiers jumped out from the back of the truck, quickly dragged the two Military Police aside, and opened the Police Station gate.
Kane pulled open the passenger door and got in.
The bald black man in the driver's seat stepped on the gas, and the box truck drove directly into the Police Station gate.
West Kowloon Police Station, Exhibit Room.
The Exhibit Room is in the southeast corner of the Police Station. It stores a large amount of Case Exhibits from criminal cases, including many valuable items. Due to its importance, the walls of the Exhibit Room are built with three layers of three-centimeter thick concrete walls.
It is said there are also steel plates layered inside, and it has always been jokingly called the safest place in the entire Police Station by the people of West Kowloon Police Station.
At two o'clock in the morning, the Exhibit Room door was locked tight. One layer of iron bars, one layer of security door. Both doors were locked for the night and could only be opened from the inside.
Through the light from the Bulletproof Glass, one could see two Plainclothes Officers on duty inside the Exhibit Room.
The TV in the Exhibit Room was showing replays of the daytime Horse Racing, and the two on-duty Police Officers were heatedly discussing their favorite racehorses.
"If you ask me, it's definitely Queen's Number, absolutely a favorite. The Black Pearl you bet on won't do."
"Black Pearl was second in the last Horse Racing. If it wasn't for that Bastard jockey having a stomach ache, how could it have lost? Trust me, bet on Black Pearl tomorrow, it's definitely a sure win."
"Bastard, give it a rest. Believe you? I'd rather believe Fat Dog."
"Ring, ring!" The Doorbell sound interrupted their argument. A Police Officer picked up the remote and opened the CCTV.
"Nobody, strange!"
Looking at the CCTV showing no one at the door, he casually threw the remote aside.
"Ring, ring!"
Just as the on-duty Police Officer sat down, the Doorbell rang again.
"Nobody, what the hell is going on? This is weird! Could the wiring be broken? I'll go out and see!"
The other on-duty Police Officer who was watching the horse race turned back and joked, "How troublesome to open two doors. You might as well call a mate from the office to check for us."
"I'll do it myself. You saw the situation during the day today, didn't you? I don't want to court Bad Luck!"
The Police Officer who spoke picked up a bunch of Keys from the table in front of him, walked to the door, and opened the door.
Pulling open the outer iron bars, the on-duty Police Officer walked out of the Exhibit Room door, looked left and right, saw no one, turned back, holding a Flashlight, about to check the Doorbell.
He suddenly felt a tightening behind him. A hard, cylindrical object was pressed against his waist.
"Don't move!"
The on-duty Police Officer nervously swallowed. His Survival Instinct immediately took over.
"Don't shoot..."
The on-duty Police Officer obediently raised his hands and was pushed into the Exhibit Room with something pressed against his back.
"Dan Tat, that was fast, finished checking so quickly..."
The on-duty Police Officer watching the horse racing video heard the commotion, raised his head, and saw his colleague with his hands raised and two fully armed Mercenaries behind him.
His first reaction was to reach for the Handgun on the table.
"Pfft!"
A Silenced Pistol shot rang out, and a Hole appeared on the on-duty Police Officer's head.
"Ah Wai!" Seeing his comrade killed, the controlled on-duty Police Officer trembled all over and cried out in pain.
"Where is the Intaglio Printing Press?"
A cold gun barrel was pressed against the back of his head. A similarly cold voice immediately brought him back to reality.
"In, in the Basement, Storage Room number two. Don't, don't kill me!"
"Keys!"
The on-duty Police Officer tremblingly picked up a bunch of Storage Room Keys from the table.
He jingled through the large bunch of Keys and found one, closed his eyes, and extended his hand.
Bang, a muffled sound. The Mercenary backhanded the on-duty Police Officer hard on the back of the head with the Knife Hilt, knocking him to the ground.
Exhibit Room, Basement, Storage Room number 2.
A mercenary wearing a Black Kevlar Bulletproof Vest and a Full-Face Black Helmet opened the door with the Key.
Inside the door, the eighty to ninety square meter Storage Room had three rows of four-tier iron shelves.
Various Stolen Goods confiscated by the West Kowloon Police Station were neatly placed on these iron shelves.
"Intaglio Printing Press, found it!"
Kane held a Photo provided by Li Wen and quickly found the location of the Intaglio Printing Press.
The Intaglio Printing Press was quite large. Their large box truck might not be able to fit it.
Kane, according to the original plan, directed his Subordinates to dismantle several Core Components of the Intaglio Printing Press.
As long as they had these Core Components, the rest of the parts were irrelevant and could be found on the market.
Kane's soldiers were very quick. From the moment he gave the order to dismantling this printing press and loading it onto the truck, it took less than five minutes.
The box truck drove to the Police Station Entrance.
The Police Station's electric gate slowly opened. Two soldiers who had changed into police uniforms pulled open the car door and got in.
"Beep beep!"
A Police Van and the box truck brushed past each other.
The Police Officer driving impatiently honked the horn: "What the heck, it's so late, not even turning on the Headlights."
The short-haired female officer in the passenger seat was lost in thought, resting her chin on her hand, her eyes filled with an unresolvable regret, anger, and melancholy.
The Marine Police searched the nearby waters two or three times but still didn't find Li Wen's whereabouts.
Only found an empty Yacht.
The Painter escaped!
She and everyone at the West Kowloon Police Station were like fools, completely fooled by a Prisoner in custody.
"Huh? Why is the Police Station gate open? Who is on duty today? If the Special Branch sees this, they'll definitely get a Disciplinary Action."
The young Police Officer driving opened the car window and knocked on the glass of the Police Booth.
"Mate, the gate is still open..."
The young Police Officer knocked twice, but there was no reaction from inside the Police Booth.
Something's wrong. The young Police Officer and the female officer in the passenger seat both changed expression.
Something happened! According to Police Regulations, no matter what happens, at least one on-duty Police Officer must remain at their post.
The female officer drew her Handgun, clicked the slide, pushed open the car door, and crouched, moving towards the Police Booth.
Holding her breath, gripping the Handgun with both hands, the female officer squatted beside the Police Booth and peered inside.
The young Police Officer on the other side also gripped his Handgun with both hands and crept past the back of the Police Booth.
The Police Booth was empty. The female officer gave a 'safe' signal to the young Police Officer on the other side, gripping the Handgun with her right hand and pushing the door with her left hand.
"That truck just now! Sound the Alarm! We'll chase it!"
In a corner of the Police Booth, the two on-duty Uniformed Police Officers had been stripped down to just their shorts and were tied together naked with belts.
Their own shirts and shorts were stuffed in their mouths.
The female officer took a deep breath, remembering the box truck they had just passed, and immediately understood.
The piercing Siren echoed throughout the Police Station.
The Police Officers on duty in the Police Station Office Building heard the Alarm and started bustling about as if their butts were on fire. A Police Van with flashing red lights rushed out of the Police Station gate.
"This is Inspector Ho Yeuk-wan. Unidentified assailants have broken into West Kowloon Police Station. The armed criminals are currently fleeing along Kowloon Road. The target is a large white truck. Requesting support from nearby Mates. Mates from the Traffic Branch, assist with the interception. Over!"
The female officer put down the Police Communicator in her hand and urged the young Police Officer next to her:
"Ah Shun, faster!"
The young Police Officer beside her floored the gas pedal. The black Police Van sped wildly down the empty street with its Siren blaring.
"Inspector, they're right ahead!"
Through the Windshield, Ho Yeuk-wan clearly saw the large truck they had just passed.
"Ah Shun, get closer!"
Ho Yeuk-wan rolled down the car window, gripped the Handgun with both hands, eager to try.
The young Police Officer's driving skills were good and quickly closed the distance between the two vehicles to a few dozen meters.
Ho Yeuk-wan leaned out, gripping the Handgun with both hands, and aimed at the large truck's rear tires.
"Ah Shun, warn them, tell them to stop!"
The young Police Officer took out a megaphone and pressed the button.
"Truck ahead, we are the police, please stop for inspection."
"Vehicle ahead, stop for inspection!"
"Vehicle ahead, warning, stop for inspection!"
The vehicle's external police speaker broadcast the young Police Officer's warning.
Generally speaking, criminals hearing this kind of Alarm would often accelerate and flee.
To the surprise of the two Police Officers, the speed of that large truck actually slowed down.
Were they wrong? Ho Yeuk-wan and the young Police Officer exchanged a glance.
Before they could stop their car, the large truck in front of them's rear compartment suddenly opened to both sides.
Inside the dark compartment, orange-blue muzzle flashes spat out.
Tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat
The sound of the M4A1 Carbine was continuous, accompanied by the explosion of a few Grenades.
After the large truck drove away, the scene was a mess.
(End of Chapter)