In the hospital room, a man lay on the bed.
Seeing Jasper Bollock walk in, he quickly propped himself up.
"You can just lie down," Jasper went over and sat by the side of the bed, "Under special circumstances, formalities aren't necessary."
"Major…" the man's voice was very weak, "I'm sorry, I finally got in, but I didn't expect my identity to be exposed so soon."
"I know you tried your best, and it's good that you're safe," Jasper's tone was warm, "Besides, you've brought back something critical this time, haven't you?"
The man said guiltily, "But that information, I'm not sure if it's valuable."
Jasper looked toward a man in a black suit standing by the side and asked, "What's in that chip?"
"It contains recent intelligence of a large drug trade by Joseph Thompson; if the information is accurate, this time we could obtain the criminal evidence against Joseph Thompson. With a few more eyewitnesses, Joseph Thompson's days are numbered."
