They received their orders.
Senior agent Clark and his subordinates immediately drove to the police station in two cars.
Once they learned the branch office had pinpointed Ye Hong's whereabouts, they were no longer worried. Instead, Clark felt puzzled. Had the fugitives handed over their trace on a silver platter? Did they take everyone else for fools? If this Chinese man was related to Ye Hong's escape, why was he leaving only now? This wasn't how a professional intelligence officer would behave. Moreover, he got caught by the police.
What rotten luck!
A coincidence and a conspiracy merged, creating a complex mess.
Clark's head started to pound.
He'd have to figure it out later.
Interrogation was his forte, after all.
Just as Clark was preparing for his encounter with Liu Zun, they arrived at a crossroads.
Suddenly, a loud "bang" echoed.
His car violently shook, brutally hit and sliding sideways. His head hit the car door frame - it hurt.
Then his car jolted again.
