After listening to me, Donald Edwards suddenly burst into a melancholic laugh, never expecting that he would one day reach this point.
"If you can track me down, Eastgate's informants can find me too. When I turn against Eastgate, if I don't get protection from the South Gate brothers, I might face an accident before I even get there. So, if you want me to cooperate and expose The Clandestine Bank, it depends on whether you have the capability to wade through this mess. I reckon the killers from Eastgate and The Clandestine Bank are already on their way. If you want me to cooperate, fine, can you ensure my safety and get me to the police station alive? Honestly, when those people want someone dead, even with police protection, people still end up dead. That's why I dismiss your proposal."
"Get in my car, I'll take you back to the station." I raised an eyebrow.
Donald Edwards: "Can I trust you?"
"You don't have a choice, do you?"
