Staring into the dark muzzle before him, Ouyang Hai, who had still been groggy a moment ago, shuddered and snapped fully awake.
"Where's Lai Sheung-ching? Does he not care whether his wife lives?"
Ouyang Hai raised his head, his gaze sinister, and frantically scanned his surroundings.
Although he was a thief who could never amount to anything respectable, his robberies all relied on highly intelligent methods, and his reasoning was naturally very sharp.
What was more, he had also studied psychology and had considerable expertise in it.
At this very moment, the Police Force had caught their entire robbery operation in the act.
Other than Lai Sheung-ching tipping off the Police Force, Ouyang Hai simply could not think of another explanation.
"Ouyang Hai, you were already on the Police Force's wanted list and Interpol's red notice list."
Superintendent He, the cold-faced terror who was usually a man of few words, spoke a few more sentences than usual.
"This time, you sneaked into Hong Kong Island to steal the Star of the Pharaoh. All the evidence is conclusive."
"If you know what's good for you, cooperate with the police and tell us honestly what situation the hostages are in."
"That way, you might get a few years taken off your sentence in court."
He could hardly be bothered with Ouyang Hai, but Lai Sheung-ching's wife and Superintendent Cheung Kwok-leung's family still needed rescuing.
If Ouyang Hai was willing to cooperate, it would undoubtedly make the work that followed much easier.
"Where's Lai Sheung-ching? Tell Lai Sheung-ching to come here and see me!"
Ouyang Hai frantically beat the deflated airbag, screaming himself hoarse.
He and Lai Sheung-ching were old acquaintances of sorts, and he knew very well how deeply Lai Sheung-ching loved his wife, Cheuk Man.
Cheuk Man was Lai Sheung-ching's greatest