"They wouldn't deceive . We've already agreed that as long as I'm willing to join the Flying Dragon Gang to gather information, they'll definitely let join the police departnt." A conflicted expression appeared on Will's face,
"So, I've been hesitating about whether to return to the Flying Dragon Gang.
If I delay any longer, I might not be able to complete the mission."
"Being undercover is very dangerous and often the most hated. Even if you successfully complete the mission.
The New York Police Departnt will transfer you to another precinct, and it's unlikely they'll let you work at Precinct 62."
Will interrupted Luke, "No, they won't. We agreed at the beginning that I would work at Precinct 62; otherwise, I wouldn't have accepted such a tough assignnt.
I believe the New York Police Departnt won't break their promise."
Luke suddenly asked, "Will, how old are you this year?"
"Twenty, I et the age requirents." Will was attending a two-year community college.
Luke shook his head, still too young, "They might not break their promise, but they might make you retreat in the face of difficulties.
Typically, undercover missions are carried out far from ho to avoid retaliation, and the Flying Dragon Gang's area of influence is right in Chinatown, overlapping with Precinct 62's jurisdiction.
If you complete the undercover mission and really start working at Precinct 62, you think you can look after your uncle's restaurant and prevent gang mbers from dining and dashing.
But the problem is, you might also encounter acquaintances from the Flying Dragon Gang, and your undercover identity could be exposed.
Facing off against the Flying Dragon Gang earns you respect.
But undercover in the Flying Dragon Gang, it inspires resentnt against you.
They will definitely target you."
"So what? Would they dare kill a cop?" Will didn't imdiately accept Luke's perspective.
"They might not dare to kill you directly, but they'll target you and make your life miserable.
They're the local big shots in Chinatown, causing trouble for you would be too easy.
Under their deliberate targeting, to protect yourself and your family, you'd beco aggressive and use unconventional thods, which make it easy to violate rules.
After multiple violations, even the police departnt won't be able to protect you.
Once you're out of the police force, leaving New York would be your only option."
Will still didn't want to believe it, "Since you could think of it, the police higher-ups could too; they shouldn't treat like that."
"Once you complete the mission, they'll tell you what I just said, letting you know about the risks of staying at Precinct 62, and they'll suggest you work at another precinct to get away from the Flying Dragon Gang.
If you refuse to leave and insist on staying at Precinct 62, you have to bear the consequences yourself, as they've already explained everything to you.
They haven't broken their promise nor ignored you; they just left the choice to you.
This might be different from what you imagined, but the world is like this; many things aren't as rosy as you think."
Will's nostrils flared slightly, his complexion looked a bit unpleasant. He wasn't stupid, Luke wouldn't harm him, and had laid everything out clearly. He knew Luke was right; he just couldn't accept it at the mont.
Li Zhaonian asked with concern, "What should Will do now?"
Luke didn't answer imdiately; instead, he asked, "What undercover mission did the NYPD assign you?"
Will opened his mouth, hesitant to speak.
Yao Xin walked over too, giving her son a push, "This foolish child just won't say a word. Your uncle and I asked you, but you're like a dead duck with a stubborn mouth."
Li Zhaonian showed a look of frustration, "Will, at a ti like this, why won't you speak up?
If you truly offend the Flying Dragon Gang, you'll live the rest of your life in constant fear."
Will sighed, "Telling you won't change anything either."
Luke said, "Then what else are you worried about?"
Will thought about it and realized that was true, "They want to gather information about the Flying Dragon Gang.
There's a man nad Zhou Tiansheng, a gambling king from Southeast Asia, rumored to have been smuggled into New York through the Flying Dragon Gang's connections. The Malaysian police are pursuing him and have asked the NYPD for assistance."
Luke was sowhat surprised, but upon reflection, it made sense. Even Folleber would be interested in the tempting prospect of Zhou Tiansheng. The NYPD had no reason not to be interested.
Yet he felt sothing was off; was the NYPD's behavior a bit like a last-minute effort? The Flying Dragon Gang wasn't established just yesterday. If Luke were among the higher-ups, he'd surely have plants in the gang. Even if gathering information about Zhou Tiansheng, informants should be used, not a new undercover agent.
Firstly, new undercover agents lack experience, and secondly, appointing an undercover agent now is a bit late. At most, they'd be just a peripheral mber and hardly able to access information about Zhou Tiansheng.
Luke stared at him, "Folleber is also looking for Zhou Tiansheng.
Zhou Tiansheng's whereabouts aren't what ordinary mbers of the Flying Dragon Gang can access.
If I'm not mistaken, you have other tasks, right?"
Now it was Will's turn to be surprised, showing a hesitant expression, "Uh, actually, gathering information on Zhou Tiansheng is secondary. The NYPD thinks I probably won't be able to do that anyway.
However, the NYPD does have an informant within the Flying Dragon Gang, and this informant has a high status within the gang. The news of Zhou Tiansheng arriving in New York was also told to the NYPD by him.
But since then, the informant has gone missing.
They hope I can find this informant, confirm his safety. If he cannot contact the police, I'm supposed to relay the ssage."
That makes more sense, Luke asked curiously, "What's the informant's na?"
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