It was a little after six fifty the next morning, almost time for the shift change.
The other night-shift members began gathering their belongings, preparing to hand over to the day shift.
As commander of the night-shift Action Group, Leung Chun-yee began his routine review of the CCTV footage from his shift.
He kept pressing fast-forward, his gaze sharp and steady.
Suddenly, he spotted something unusual in the CCTV footage.
At around nine the previous evening, static had flickered across one of the CCTV feeds.
The discovery instantly sank his heart.
He had personally led his men in installing every piece of surveillance equipment inside Fenghua Building.
Unless someone had deliberately interfered with it or activated high-tech jamming equipment.
Otherwise, there was absolutely no way that kind of static would appear.
Coupled with the unusual behavior of his two sworn brothers, how could he fail to realize something underhanded was going on?
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Leung Chun-yee looked toward Yeung Chun and Lin Yixiang at the door, about to leave together, his eyes full of worry and anger.
Then, without betraying anything, he returned the CCTV to its normal monitoring mode, put down his headset, and began handing over to his relief partner, CIB Superintendent Lee Kwong.
Whatever his brothers had been up to, he had to find out first.
Reporting straight to his superiors was not his style.
Besides, he could not possibly push the brothers who had faced life and death with him into the abyss.
Whatever the situation, his first thought was to see whether anything could still be salvaged.
At that moment, Yeung Chun and Lin Yixiang still had no idea that their boss had already seen through their secret tampering.
Lin Yixiang patted Yeung Chun on the shoulder, signaling for him to come along.