ty thousand hong Kong dollars.”

    “e.” Boss tong ruso turned ocopy of a  Report form.

    “Everytly mechanic said slyly.

    Mei Lin reac for t Brotong pulled it back like a cobra rearing back to spray venom in its victim’s eyes.

    “Money in advance, young sister Mei.”

    “OK. Not a s in trouble. I can only pay you in casing t into credit at reasonable rates, riges out of  pocket and ong ty tes.

    “Even better,” Boss tong said. “Some of my business associates prefer not to leave an electronic trail. Of course not a er Mei, you know me.”

    “Yeaohe door.

    “I t you ed your bumper fixed,” Boss tong protested. tices  interest in tcum.

    “I need to get to my friend, I’ll bring ter,” Mei Lin explained  report in the air.

    Cald in tcong’s ss. tly mecarted t report. t sime, place, occupants, veype registration, contact numbers and ties involved in t. Mr. o and Mr. Juniced as living at a residential address in t it ial development favored by middle-ranking Japanese diplomats and attaches.

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