Situ Guang now had only two choices before him.
His first choice was to confess in exchange for leniency, wagering every bargaining chip he held on the character of Sir Kwan of the Police Force.
Although everyone on both sides of the law in Hong Kong Island knew how ruthless Sir Kwan was toward criminals, his integrity in keeping his word was equally evident to all.
Just look at Lok Chiu of Wo Sing Wo and Mr. Chiang of Hung Hing!
Although their standing in Hong Kong Island could hardly be called lofty now, they certainly counted as rich and prosperous.
They were no longer the Gou Hok Jai they had once been, constantly on edge, afraid that a clash between gangs might destroy their families at any moment.
Lam Wai Lok and Chiang Tin-yeung might still be Ah Lok and Xiao Jiang in front of Sir Kwan.
But to the vast majority of people, including some lower-level Hong Kong Government civil servants, the two were Director Lam and Chairman Chiang.
Every year, Wo Sing Wo and Hung Hing paid their taxes to Hong Kong Island's Administration Department without falling short by a single cent.
Situ Guang understood his current predicament very well. The worst outcome was undoubtedly being handed over to the Mainland for trial.
When that happened, even if he did not breathe a word,
the evidence of his crimes already in the Hong Kong Island Police Force's possession would be enough to send him to the execution ground.
But if he chose to cooperate with Sir Kwan and make amends by exposing that old fox Chan Fong,
judging by Sir Kwan's way of doing things, he might well be given a chance to live.
He did not ask for much of a reduction in his sentence. As