As director of the intelligence department in the headquarter of the army, he

was responsible for internal inspection as the prosecutor at the secret court

against any traitor inside the army. He was instinctively suspicious of

everything. And, he didn't believe that Watson would really think he would be

all right after handing over.

He knew too much secrets about the government. Once losing their power,

the best ending for people like Watson was to stay in the secret jail for the rest

of their lives or to do the dirty work for the government secretively with a bomb

implanted in his body. They didn't dare to get out of the cell even if they were

granted freedom as there were too many people who wanted them dead.

There must be something wrong. He just hadn't figured it out yet.

"Well, the rain is heavier." Wiping the rain water off his face, Watson said, "can

you hold this umbrella for me, sir? A hot meal of steak would be perfect after

we do this. I am so cooperative, you