Wong Man-bun had naturally long heard that every Crouching Tiger officer under Sir Kwan in the National Security Department had a Pardon Order.
If he could obtain a Pardon Order himself, he could ask for nothing better.
But he knew how Sir Kwan operated. He had committed crimes first, so there was no possibility of a pardon.
Being allowed to turn prosecution witness would already constitute discretionary leniency from the National Security Department.
In fact, Wong Man-bun did not have any conclusive evidence against Wu Chi-yung.
But as long as he could reduce some of his own culpability, he was willing to play the turncoat and lead Wu Chi-yung into exposing evidence.
"Wait a moment. Our boss will be here shortly."
Lau Bo-keung gave Wong Man-bun a long look. He had no authority to make Wong Man-bun an undercover officer, but fortunately, his boss was sitting in the observation room next door.
From observing Wong Man-bun's microexpressions, Zhou Quan could confirm that his desire for a reduced sentence was sincere, so he was willing to give him a chance.
Hearing Lau Bo-keung's words, Wong Man-bun grew restless in his seat.
This was not because he was harboring some scheme, but because he had never expected Sir Kwan to be in the observation room next door.
There was only one person whom the National Security Department's management would respectfully call their boss: its director, Senior Assistant Commissioner Sir Kwan.
Anyone else, even a higher-ranking police officer, was merely a superior.
Although Wong Man-bun had never served under Zhou Quan before, this was true all the same.
He had long been thoroughly familiar with Sir Kwan's outstanding record, which could even be called legendary.
Wong Man-bun was only thirty-two himself, very much a member of the Police Force's younger generation.
Since 1994,