Royce knew Qin Wei. Once that stubborn man set his mind on something, no one could turn him back, so Royce nodded solemnly, expressing his respect and well wishes.
"Boss, take care of yourself."
"Thank you."
With their brief exchange over, Royce left behind the equipment he had prepared for Qin Wei: a Kevlar full-body bulletproof suit, three high-explosive grenades, a rifle with six magazines, and a large tank of liquid nitrogen.
At that moment, Qin Wei had no idea that Matches Malone had bought him ample breathing room. He intended to treat every battle ahead as the last battle of his life.
Struggling into the bulletproof suit, Qin Wei tapped his earpiece and called up Mr. Hacker.
"No one has approached Robinson Park yet."
"Good. What about Commissioner Gordon?"
"The fighting started half an hour ago. The Dirty Cops have a strange man who can release high-temperature flames. They surrendered as you instructed, and the double has already entered the alley-in short, your plan hasn't gone off track."
Mr. Hacker was breathing heavily through the earpiece, and his tone sounded somewhat urgent. Qin Wei picked up on all of it.
"More than the plan, I want to know what's happening on your end."
"Nothing, sir. I'm fine." "Our cooperation depends on honesty. Tell me the truth. Are you in danger?"
"I... there are signs that my IP address has been traced. Whoever's doing it is probably a top-tier hacker too. I built my counter-surveillance system three years ago, and it looks a little crude against his cracking methods-"
After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally revealed his current situation.
"But it's all right. I've already left home. Don't worry about me-"
Qin Wei was not surprised in the slightest.
It made sense. If the Court of Owls wanted