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A Short Meeting

5R1 5C (1) Chau Hoi Lam

“Hey bro!” I ran to my brother and shouted, “Where have you been? It’s been
months! We were looking for you. What are you thinking?” Before I could ask
him any other questions, he had suddenly placed a piece of paper in my hand,

then got into his car. He drove away before I could react. “Meet me at the café
at 11:00pm.”

I didn’t skip that meeting. There were still tons of people on the street of Tsim

Sha Tsui, even it was about midnight, but the atmosphere in the café was
different. There were only me, my brother, and also the sleepy owner of this
café. The only quiet place on Christmas Eve in non-sleeping Tsim Sha Tsui. I
put a teaspoon of sugar into the coffee, with my eyes scanning my brother. He

was wearing a black suit with a black top hat, which he hated to wear because
it was annoying to him. “Explain,” I asked him. “Explain everything to me, your
outfit, your car, what did you do in these two months?” He took some time to
think, and said, “I’ll do this quickly.”

“Actually… It was a lie. I lied about looking for a job.” He looked into my
eyes, and told me the truth. “I was a spy of the police, we got a report that
there’s an underground illegal gamble park in Tsim Sha Tsui.” He stopped for

a moment. “If I need to catch the big gun, I need to gain the trust of the boss
of that gamble park. They are smart, and cunning. So, I need to act like a
wealthy young man who goes there to seek fun, in order to make them think
I’m an avid supporter. That’s why I got that car. It is not mine.” I was shocked. I

almost dropped my coffee. Watching my reaction, my brother sighed, “That’s
why I disappeared. You know, we have been living together for at least 10

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