Hong Kong Police Force Chief

In the police headquarters and the command center of the National Security Department, a warm round of applause slowly sounded.

"Bah bang bang!"

Song An applauded and praised with a smile on his face: "Sir Quan, the show you prepared today is really wonderful!"

"The comrades are heroic in appearance, deploy with foresight, and act as fast as thunder."

"I believe that under the protection of comrades in the police force, the security environment on Hong Kong Island will become increasingly impeccable!"

The three action scenes in New Territories North and Yau Tsim District have just concluded successfully, and the final images were all displayed on the big screen.

For Song An himself, he has actually become accustomed to similar raids.

But now he was on Zhou Quan's territory after all, observing the actions of Zhou Quan's police officers.

The sedan chair was carried by everyone, and Song An was of course very willing to support Sir Quan.

What's more, the Hong Kong Island Police Force was indeed extremely clean and efficient in handling the DC-8's series of operations.

Song An asked himself, even if he led the action team in the second game to take action personally, he might not be able to do it more beautifully.

"Loyalty, courage and dedication to Hong Kong Island are definitely not just a propaganda slogan."

Zhou Quan nodded in agreement, with a very solemn look on his face.

"As the most outstanding disciplinary force on Hong Kong Island, the Hong Kong Island Police Force has the ability to shoulder the heavy responsibility of safeguarding the interests of Hong Kong Island and the country in Hong Kong."

The operation ended successfully, which was a qualified answer given by Zhou Quan to the superiors.

At the same time, he certainly doesn’t forget to say something nice.

After all, Director Song next to him will definitely report to his superiors after returning to his hometown.

It is necessary to express one's loyalty to the Hong Kong Island Police and firm belief in a timely manner.

While chatting and laughing, Jing Jinxian had already led the team back to the police headquarters.

"Director Song, it is now basically certain that Professor Zhao Zhiren is the leader of the Red Bandits organization."

Immediately, Zhou Quan slowly stood up and spoke with a hint of apology: "It's just that the specific conclusion needs to be reached through interrogation procedures."

"I am going to personally take charge of the interrogation of Zhao Zhiren. I am afraid I will have to excuse myself from now on!"

He planned to arrange for Zhou Xingxing to come over and continue to accompany and entertain Song An.

However, before he could explain his thoughts, Song An also followed up and said goodbye.

"Sir Quan, your work is important."

"Just in time, I am also planning to contact the Guangdong National Security Department to start handing over the criminals involved in the DC-8 incident."

This method of handling was a consensus reached by Zhou Quan and Song An long ago.

The main target is those Arabs who intend to buy DC-8.

To be precise, it is the international forces hidden behind them.

As for the Red Robbers organization, it was not part of the hometown's planned plan.

Even if there were no Zhao Zhiren and Red Bandits, there would definitely be other criminal groups.

And this criminal group is undoubtedly the credit left to the Hong Kong Island Police Force.

How to deal with it all depends on the methods of the Hong Kong Island Police Force. Song An only represents the last line of defense.

If the Hong Kong Island Police Force is unable to cope, then he will not hesitate to contact the Central Military Commission.

Fortunately, now that everything has settled, Song An no longer plans to stay in Hong Kong Island.

It is his next mission to bring those Arabs back to their hometown to ensure that the higher-ups plan a deeper game.

"I'll give it to you!"

Zhou Quan also knew this very well, so he didn't hold anything back. He just personally sent Song An to the Taiguan underground parking lot.

In addition, he also arranged for Luo Danian and Chen Guohua to lead a team of G4 to escort Song An and his party to the Xinhua News Agency Building.

Greater China, to be precise, should be the current Liaison Office of the Central People's Government, which is one of the three semi-official offices in Hong Kong.

The remaining two official agencies are the Office of the Foreign Commissioner and the Central Military Camp Headquarters.

The other half is the Liaison Section within the International Affairs Department of the National Security Division of the Police Force.

The reason why it is called half is because this department is under the joint jurisdiction of the Hong Kong Island Police Force and the Interpol Central Bureau in the hometown.

The secret plan behind DC-8 is rarely known to the entire Hong Kong Island Police Force, so it is naturally impossible to communicate with his hometown through this channel.

Only the Liaison Office of the Central People's Government has the highest authority and sufficient confidentiality.

Zhou Quan needs to take the lead in the interrogation of Zhao Zhiren. He is currently unable to do anything, so he has to let Luo Danian take the stand in his place.

The person in charge of the National Security Department of the Hong Kong Island Police, together with Chen Guohua, who specializes in external liaison, will not neglect Song An and others.

After watching the official motorcade leave the parking lot of Tai Kwun, Zhou Quan then turned around and took the elevator directly to Interrogation Room No. 1 of the National Security Department.

At this moment, Zhao Zhiren was locked in the interrogation chair.

Opposite him, there were two police officers preparing to assist Zhou Quan in his interrogation work.

He Wenzhan, who was a little slower than Jing Jinxian, escorted the suspect back to Tai Kwun, and Liu Baoqiang, who was temporarily transferred.

"head!"

Seeing the appearance of their boss, He Wenzhan and Liu Baoqiang immediately stood up and saluted.

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"Sit down!"

Raising his hand and pressing down, Zhou Quan walked towards the interrogation table at the center of the interrogation table.

"Professor Zhao, or should I call you Mr. Chidao?"

Zhou Quan sat down slowly, and a playful arc appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't expect that you and I would meet again so soon!"

Zhao Zhiren slowly raised his head, and he met Zhou Quan's sight without fear.

"Yes! This speed is a bit too fast to be prepared!"

A few seconds later, he chuckled with a little emotion.

"Sir Quan is worthy of being Sir Quan. I thought I was very cautious."

"I didn't expect that in the end, I was still one step behind you Sir Quan!"

At this point, Zhao Zhiren didn't quibble.

He has lived in Hong Kong Island for more than ten years, which is almost equivalent to personally experiencing the promotion of Sir Quan in front of him step by step to such a high level now.

Since he is sitting in this interrogation room now, it means that the Sir Quan opposite him has definitely mastered enough solid evidence.

However, who will win the game is still an unknown.

Zhao Zhiren had other cards in his heart.

So his expression was very calm, even calm and composed.

"It seems that Mr. Chidao has other cards that he hasn't revealed yet?"

With his arms folded, Zhou Quan leaned back and slowly leaned on the back of the chair, looking at Zhao Zhiren with interest.

"Why don't we be frank and see who has the bigger cards?"

Since the interrogation has already begun, and Zhao Zhiren has not denied his statement just now, then he will naturally confirm that Zhao Zhiren is Chidao.

"My messenger took away sixteen raw material balls from the ceramic factory."

Zhao Zhiren was not to be outdone, and leaned back like Zhou Quan.

"And only eight of them were installed in the DC-8 seized by your police force."

"Sir Quan, why don't you guess where the other eight raw material balls are at this time?"

However, his hands were locked on the interrogation chair, and he obviously couldn't do the gesture of folding his arms.

Zhao Zhiren's seemingly unconvincing words and deeds were actually ridiculous in Zhou Quan's eyes.

If this was all he had to say, then he was at his wit's end.

"There is no raw material ball at all!"

At this moment, Zhou Quan couldn't help but show a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, as if he was looking at a fool.