A freighter sailed slowly through the West Lamma Channel, off Hong Kong Island Proper.
On the uppermost deck, a middle-aged man in a black-and-white striped suit and sunglasses gazed expressionlessly toward Hong Kong Island.
"Frog, still no word from Lynx and Black Panther?"
Resting his left hand on the railing, he raised a full glass of red wine in his right and drained it. His voice was ice-cold.
His sunglasses completely concealed the sinister look in his eyes.
"Boss, something must have happened to Lynx and Black Panther."
Standing behind the middle-aged man, a suited man with shoulder-length hair answered respectfully, "There's been no sign of them at any of the Safe Houses."
Frog, as the middle-aged man called him, was one of the Lion Killer Organization's top assassins, alongside Antelope, Lynx, and Black Panther.
More importantly, he was a trusted confidant of Lion, Situ Guang.
These days, he rarely carried out assassinations himself, spending most of his time at Situ Guang's side.
The identity of the man in the striped suit, whom he treated with such respect, went without saying. He was Situ Guang, leader of the Lion Killer Organization, who used Lion itself as his alias.
"I knew from the start that this job would be difficult."
Situ Guang raised his hand and tossed the wineglass straight into the sea, continuing to gaze toward Hong Kong Island without turning around.
"But I never thought things would get this bad."
"The Hong Kong Island Police Force has really grown more and more frightening over the years!" he said, sounding both reflective and wary.
The drug lords of the Golden Triangle and Silver Triangle had put up a fortune in underworld bounties on the commanders of the multinational joint anti-drug operation conducted across the Asia-Pacific Region more than half a