The Borrowed

terlocking murder cases solved by Kwan and Lok in fifty years on the Hong Kong force.

That antiseptic tang was wafting

Standing by in his neat blue suit, he gazed disconsolately at the occupant of the lone bed, a white-haired man whose eyes were shut, his wrinkled face ghastly pale beneath a

the superintendent had gasped shortly before losing consciousness, fighting for breath and clutching Loks hand.

Sonny, even... even if the public hates us, our superiors force us to act against our consciences and we find ourselves attacked on all sides... dont forget the basic duty and mission of the police... make the right decision...

drop you off.

Pulling on his seat belt

the culprit had flung his missiles.

had three chevrons on his sleeves.

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