The operation a few days earlier could be called the turning point in Chong Ka-ho's tragic fate.
If Chow Sing Sing and He Wenzhan had not looked out for their former brother-in-arms, and if this matter had not drawn Zhou Quan's attention.
Chong Ka-ho's remaining years would surely have been utterly bleak.
Even if he had received treatment in time and recovered fully, he would certainly have lived with guilt he could never shake off.
After all, Ching Tung and the other two had planned to rob criminals to raise enough money for Chong Ka-ho's treatment.
Leaving aside the dangers involved, how could the Police Force possibly stand by and let former members threaten public order on Hong Kong Island?
Ching Tung and the others would therefore inevitably have come to a bad end.
Not just the three of them-even Ah Kam of the Flying Tigers, who still knew nothing about it, would have been no exception.
After all, the bond between the five brothers was simply too deep and genuine.
Ah Kam could never have stood aside while Ching Tung and the other two risked their lives.
"And while you were confronting the criminals, another criminal shot you eight times from behind."
After all, failing to contact an Undercover Police Officer in time had left that officer severely wounded and disabled.
He had risked his life and shed blood for the Police Force, suffering eight gunshot wounds that nearly killed him.
Putting Chong Ka-ho's and Ching Tung's accounts together, Zhou Quan could immediately reach two possible conclusions.
"In the early hours seven days later, I suddenly received a summons from the criminal organization I was embedded in, telling me to assemble at Warehouse Eight in Cyberport."
The only reason Chong Ka-ho had not openly cursed the senior officers of