Chan Wing Yan had already been undercover for several months and had always kept Zhou Quan's teachings firmly in mind.
When he heard his police number again, he still instinctively wanted to stand up and salute.
"Sir, just tell me what the assignment is!"
Chan Wing Yan caught himself in time. He also lowered his voice, his expression solemn.
"Your relationship with Lam Kwan has now reached a critical point."
Zhou Quan gazed into Chan Wing Yan's eyes and said slowly, "Although he trusts you, he's still holding something back."
"So I'm going to create an opportunity for him to accept you completely, while leaving him no choice but to entrust everything to you."
Zhou Quan had long known that Lam Kwan had congenital diabetes and had already verified it.
Although the destruction of the Nai Family had brought Lam Kwan into Hong Kong Island's drug market ahead of schedule.
His health had not yet deteriorated to the point where he had to retire behind the scenes to recuperate.
But Zhou Quan intended to exploit this and force Lam Kwan to choose a protégé to take over everything as soon as possible.
"Sir, give me your orders!"
A flash of resolve passed through Chan Wing Yan's eyes, and he spoke quietly without hesitation.
"To gain Lam Kwan's complete trust, you'll need to take a live round. It'll pass very close to your vital organs."
A trace of reluctance stirred in Zhou Quan's heart, but he finally revealed the real reason for his visit that night.
That live round and the antique sniper rifle had both been prepared for Chan Wing Yan.
"You can't be serious!"
Chan Wing Yan shot to his feet, staring at Zhou Quan in disbelief. "You..."
Before he had even finished speaking, Chan Wing Yan realized that