Chapter 164: Another Encounter with an Assault

"Cooperating with the police investigation is the responsibility and duty of Gangdao citizens. Since you have seen the murderer, it is necessary for you to come over and help us identify him."

Chen Mo, unfazed, said: "Sorry, officer. My sister's memory might not be very good; she can no longer remember the murderer's appearance."

"Even if you bring my sister over, it's no use; she can't recognize him."

"You…" Officer Ah Hai was left speechless, stumped by Chen Mo's remark.

The parents of these students are all ordinary small‑town citizens; none of them is willing to tangle with the Triad Society, and they all claim their children didn't see the murderer's face.

Ah Hai merely thought Chen Mo didn't look like an ordinary person, having a lawyer with him, perhaps unafraid of those Triads, assuming he could have Tian Yang En step forward to identify the murderer.

He didn't expect Chen Mo to refuse so outright.

Beside them, Zhu Wanfang's father Zhu Wenxiong also stepped forward.

"Officer, are you the supervisor here?"

"Yes!"

"I wasn't present earlier, so my daughter's testimony doesn't count. She didn't see anything today, knows nothing."

Zhu Wenxiong had previously been involved with the Triad Society, and knows that helping the police identify the murderer would invite Triad retaliation.

Now he's just an ordinary small‑town citizen; it's fine for him to take a little advantage from the Triads, but getting into trouble is absolutely unacceptable.

Ah Hai, seeing Zhu Wenxiong's reaction, was also quite helpless.

Zhu Wanfang ran to Tian Yang En's side, her face full of apology.

"Sorry, Ah En, it's all my fault for dragging you into this."

"It's fine; those petty thugs are no match for me," Tian Yang En said proudly.

Although she isn't as pretty as Zhu Wanfang nor as good academically, she does have something she surpasses Zhu Wanfang in.

That is, she can fight.

Moreover, she hasn't fought in a long time; striking someone today gave her a good thrill.

"If anyone harasses you again, just tell me, and I'll beat them up for you!"

"Enough, you're a girl; don't spend all day fighting and killing." Chen Mo, seeing Tian Yang En still eager to fight, quickly intervened.

"If you keep this up, be careful—your brother will beat you when you get home."

"Oh." Tian Yang En instantly deflated.

"If anything like this happens again, report it under my name directly. If there are still clueless ones, call me, and I'll take care of it for you."

Around Kowloon Tong, there are only a few Triad societies that Chen Mo even bothers to notice.

Moreover, a group of students can't generate much conflict; invoking Chen Mo's name, anyone who's heard of him will at least give him some face.

Tian Yang En has been studying for a few months; after much effort, she has transitioned from a female warrior to the appearance of a female student.

Chen Mo certainly doesn't want her to end up as a little delinquent.

If that happened, Tian Yang Sheng and the others would probably cry themselves to death.

After wrapping up the police station matter, Chen Mo drove, taking Sandy and Tian Yang En back to Wang Jiao.

On the way back, Sandy was very curious about Tian Yang En's ability to beat petty thugs.

Tian Yang En also envied Sandy, the great lawyer who could make the police lower their stance.

The two chatted in the back seat for a while, already appearing quite close.

Tian Yang En taught Sandy where to strike a man, and Sandy told Tian Yang En under what circumstances hitting someone is not illegal.

Chen Mo, driving up front, wore a dark expression, feeling the two's conversation was gradually getting more off‑track.

While waiting at the traffic light at the intersection, Chen Mo was about to speak up to interrupt their talk.

Suddenly, a roaring motorcycle sound grew louder from afar.

A black motorcycle slipped through the car gaps, rapidly approaching Chen Mo's vehicle from behind.

Chen Mo suddenly felt a surge of unease deep inside.

Having felt this before a few times, Chen Mo knew it meant danger was looming again.

In the rearview mirror, Chen Mo saw a black‑clad man wearing sunglasses, riding a motorcycle, approaching, with one hand already reaching into his chest.

That motion was clearly drawing a gun.

Chen Mo immediately shouted, "Get down!"

Fortunately, Tian Yang En's battlefield instincts, cultivated since childhood, kicked in; hearing Chen Mo's shout, she promptly pressed Sandy's head down.

Chen Mo also quickly shielded his head, dropping to one side.

"Biu~biu~" two gunshots.

The assassin's gun had a silencer, so the sound wasn't loud.

Chen Mo's car window shattered in response; the bullet pierced the glass, grazed Chen Mo's scalp, and struck the passenger seat.

The motorcycle didn't linger at all; after the two shots, it whooshed away.

"Damn it, you shoot me and then try to run!"

Chen Mo touched his scalp, a faint trace of blood on his hand, his anger roiling inside.

How long has it been since he was last injured!

The most infuriating part is that the bullet grazed his scalp and messed up his hairstyle!!!

Chen Mo pulled a handgun from his pocket and casually tossed it toward Tian Yang En seated behind him.

"Ah En, protect Sandy!"

After speaking, he floored the accelerator, started the car, and chased after the motorcycle ahead.

Sandy was still seeing this kind of scene for the first time, trembling all over with fear.

Tian Yang En's face regained its former sternness; she caught the handgun Chen Mo tossed, quickly pulled the safety.

Then, with one hand holding the gun and the other shielding Sandy, she kept her eyes vigilantly watching outside the side windows.

After Chen Mo last upgraded his driving skill to intermediate, his driving technique was already on par with that of an ordinary racer.

He then floored the accelerator, swerving left and right on the road, overtaking wildly.

Although the assassin's motorcycle was agile, Chen Mo still kept close behind it.

The two chased each other, and even when they encountered traffic lights, they showed no sign of slowing down, charging straight through.

Ten minutes later, both had passed through Wang Jiao and arrived at Shen Shui Bu.

Shen Shui Bu is a well-known old district on Gangdao, inhabited by many immigrants and cheap laborers, with an extremely high population density.

Therefore, Shen Shui Bu has many tong lau, colloquially called 'hand-in-hand buildings'.

The buildings are extremely close together; residents of adjacent buildings can hold hands through their windows.

Compared to cars, motorcycles have a huge advantage: their small size lets them slip into alleys.

The assassin made a nice drift on his motorcycle and slipped into the alley between two tong lau.

In such an alley, no matter how skilled Chen Mo's driving, he couldn't follow.

Faced with this situation, Chen Mo hit the brakes and stopped at the alley entrance.

He opened the car door, got out, raised his gun, and fired.

The motion was smooth and continuous.

"Bang bang bang!"

He fired a three-shot burst at the motorcycle's shadow in the alley.

At that moment the motorcycle was turning, and Chen Mo could not tell whether he had hit it.

But that was all he could do.

Chen Mo had no intention of pursuing further.

He only had two legs; no matter how fast he ran, he couldn't catch up to a motorcycle.

Returning to the car, Chen Mo looked at sandy and Tian Yang En in the back seat.

"Sandy, A En, are you all right going out?"

"We're fine; it's just that Sandy sister was a bit frightened earlier."

"I'm fine, but you're bleeding—should we go to the hospital?"

Sandy has now recovered, but she doesn't want to admit that just earlier she was no better than a teenage girl.

"It's fine, just a superficial wound." Chen Mo touched the wound on his head, "Too bad for my hairstyle."

The bullet grazed him, leaving only a small wound; not much blood flowed, and it has already begun to scab.

It was only the bullet's heat that scorched a patch of hair, making it look as if a dog had taken a bite.