Xu Huaijing and Wu Chi-yung were taken into custody, leaving only Wai Yiu-ting slumped on the sofa, his face clouded with worry.
Not far away, Luk Chi-lim quietly watched the spectacle draw to a close, and ripples stirred in his heart.
Mr. Wai had been right. Sir Kwan and the National Security Department were indeed forceful in the way they operated.
Of course, that forcefulness did not make Luk Chi-lim feel any resistance toward them.
The National Security Department bore the heavy responsibility of upholding the National Security Law. How could it afford to show any weakness?
As a fellow member of the Disciplined Services, and a member of the management that upheld the final line of discipline within Hong Kong Island's Disciplined Services at that, Luk Chi-lim was equally tough when handling cases.
As for Sir Kwan using this operation to pull one over on Mr. Wai, Luk Chi-lim refrained from commenting too much.
Luk Chi-lim counted as one of those involved in the deeper workings behind this incident. How could he possibly fail to see what had happened?
However, looking at the National Security Department's entire operation, there had not been the slightest breach of regulations.
Besides, Mr. Wai had walked straight into it himself, and Luk Chi-lim had no personal ties to him.
Under these circumstances, Luk Chi-lim certainly would not speak up against the unfairness of Wai Yiu-ting's treatment.
Quite the opposite: because of the meeting that morning, Luk Chi-lim was also dissatisfied with Wai Yiu-ting.
Everything Wai Yiu-ting said had defended the Z Fund, while the Independent Commission Against Corruption's proposed investigation into the Z Fund had been initiated and led by Luk Chi-lim.
Thus, although Luk Chi-lim would not go so far as to gloat over Wai Yiu-ting's current predicament, he would certainly remain