Deliberately leaking the Police Force's internal information-how bold was that idea?
With only his rank of Senior Superintendent, Yeung Chi-lung simply could not shoulder such enormous responsibility.
Even He Wenzhan, a Senior Superintendent himself, would not have been entitled to propose it if he had not been serving in the National Security Department.
He Wenzhan reported to Luo Danian in his own name only to shield Yeung Chi-lung.
If the higher-ups approved it, once the subsequent operation succeeded.
Then He Wenzhan's case report would naturally return all the credit to Yeung Chi-lung's name.
Throughout the Police Force, He Wenzhan was widely known for his cold, stern demeanor.
But his care for his brothers and the warmth beneath that exterior were equally well spoken of by his colleagues.
Who in the entire Police Force did not know that the seemingly fearsome, cold-faced CSP He thoroughly understood their Number One Sir Kwan's benevolent approach toward his brothers?
Let alone these brothers within the National Security System currently in the Conference Room.
At that moment, Pang Yik-hang, Yeung Chi-lung, Chan Chi-kit, and the others unconsciously quieted their breathing.
Their eyes were eager as they watched closely for changes in their Brother Zhan's expression.
There was really little to watch, though, since He Wenzhan usually wore a serious, unsmiling expression.
Only on very rare occasions would the corners of his mouth lift into a rather awkward but deeply sincere smile.
After He Wenzhan finished reporting Yeung Chi-lung's plan in his own name.
The phone fell briefly silent.
Clearly, Luo Danian was also weighing the advantages, disadvantages, and implications of the plan.
National Security Senior Assistant Commissioner of Police Luo was likewise a decisive Police Force heavyweight, and he soon reached his final decision.
"Ah Zhan, you and the brothers have a free hand!"
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