The Hong Kong Government's top boss happened to be surnamed Dong.
Everyone in the Hong Kong Government either addressed the top boss by his official title or respectfully called him Mr. Dong.
What gave this prisoner before them the right to use Mr. Dong as his code name?
Whether a criminal who concealed himself like this was even surnamed Dong remained uncertain.
"The winner takes all. I underestimated your National Security Department!"
Although his hands were restrained behind his back, the impeccably suited Mr. Dong still maintained his composure.
As the Leader of a Criminal Group specializing in gathering and selling intelligence, he was naturally familiar with the National Security Department officer standing before him.
The man was the Deputy Commander of the National Security Department's Intelligence Group, as well as one of his intelligence operative's direct superiors. How could he possibly have overlooked or slighted him?
"Sir Yang, I want to know where I slipped up for you to go to all this trouble and lie in wait for me here!"
Mr. Dong had no intention of arguing or denying anything. After all, the two bodyguards beside him had just drawn their guns and exchanged fire with the cops.
Moreover, Superintendent Yang had identified him by his code name straight away.
This proved that the Police Force's National Security Department had definitely obtained leads on his crimes.
With such irrefutable evidence before him, there was no room for the slightest evasion or denial.
The only thing he wanted to know was what gave them the confidence to ambush him here.
"Or was it Jing..."
As his thoughts raced, Mr. Dong had more or less guessed the answer.
Screech!
Before he could finish what was essentially a question he had already answered himself, the piercing sound of tires scraping against