The Interpol Organization was a platform for international cooperation between the law enforcement agencies of different countries.
The strength of its officers clearly had to be assessed according to the National Central Bureau they came from.
Mainland China, which had long since embarked on the road to rejuvenation, was clearly a component of Interpol that could not be overlooked.
Mr. Gao gazed intently at Yang Jianhua. It seemed that tonight's storm against him was a joint operation by the two jurisdictions.
Xu Long, who had just betrayed him, was surely an undercover officer from one of their departments as well.
In his heart, Mr. Gao leaned more toward Xu Long being from the Mainland.
After all, he had moved DOA's headquarters to Hong Kong Island less than two years ago. The Hong Kong Island Police Force could not possibly have foreseen it and launched an operation against him in advance.
Of course, now that he was a prisoner, digging further into Xu Long's identity would serve little purpose.
At this moment, he had only two paths before him.
He could either give up Cangjing, the mastermind behind the scenes, or grit his teeth and take the blame for every charge.
Proud, even conceited-that was the personality Mr. Gao presented to the world.
In reality, clinging to life and fearing death was his least-known trait.
Whichever of these two paths he chose, he would find himself mired in a quagmire.
The former would undoubtedly bring the DOA Foundation's killers down on him.
As for the latter, it might appear that he would simply face judgment under the law, but he was not that naive.
During his years at the helm of the DOA Foundation, the funds that had passed through his hands amounted to far more than tens of billions.
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