Hong Kong Police Force Chief

The next morning, Zhou Quan received a call from Chen Yongren.

The call was very short and the content was simple.

It's just that Chen Yongren has work and needs to travel for a while, and he can't contact his cousin for the time being, so he can report that he is safe in advance.

Of course, this is just superficial rhetoric.

In fact, what Chen Yongren really meant was to inform Zhou Quan that he was about to leave Hong Kong Island with Lin Kun and go to the Golden Triangle to contact the drug supply behind Lin Kun.

Within Hong Kong Island, Zhou Quan can exert great influence.

But if he leaves Hong Kong Island, he will be beyond his reach.

During Chen Yongren's trip to the Golden Triangle, all Zhou Quan could do was silently wish Chen Yongren all the best.

Lin Kun is about to leave Hong Kong Island, and he still needs to wait for the right time to catch him.

But Johnny Wang was currently in a passionate fight with Guan Shanhai, so it wouldn't be that troublesome to attack him.

Just when Zhou Quan was thinking quietly about how to deploy the action against Johnny Wang.

Zhou Xingxing's exaggerated voice suddenly sounded from outside his office door.

"Wow, white rose!"

Zhou Xingxing stood at the door, poked his head in, and said with a wink, "Boss, someone sent you flowers, and they even sent them to our police station."

In his hand, he also held a large bouquet of white roses.

Seeing such a scene, Zhou Quan's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.

White roses symbolize pure and flawless love. If this bouquet of flowers was sent by Ou Yong'en, Zhou Quan would be very happy in his heart.

But it happened that the owner of this bouquet of white roses was the undercover police officer under Peng Xinjian.

Two grown men used white roses as a code word for communication. It's a shame they both figured it out.

After all, Zhou Quan is just a senior inspector, and he does not have a Madam secretary to act as a cover.

"Bring the flowers in and get out of here!"

Zhou Quan glanced at Zhou Xingxing, who was playing tricks at the door, and he snorted angrily.

Zhou Xingxing smiled, hurriedly delivered the bouquet to Zhou Quan's desk, and then walked out quickly.

But when he was about to turn into his office next door, he couldn't help but poke his head in and joke.

"Boss, when are you going to take the brothers to meet your sister-in-law?"

As long as I have no official duties during this period of time, I will never see anyone on my days off.

He was either dating his little girlfriend or teaching his great disciple.

This matter has long been spread among the brothers in the anti-gang group.

Even the entire Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station has heard about it, and it has made many beautiful policewomen and Madam very sad.

"If you have nothing to do, go downstairs and buy morning tea, one for each brother."

Glancing at Zhou Xingxing lightly, Zhou Quan said without refusal: "You are not allowed to drive, and you are not allowed to ask for help!"

If you have time to tease your boss here, I'll find something for you to do and make you bleed at the same time.

Zhou Xingxing's face fell instantly, and he weakly saluted outside the door.

"Yes, sir!"

The cost of morning tea is still a small thing. Zhou Dabang has been promoted and received a salary increase, and his monthly salary is still very good.

But he walked there alone, and had to carry back all the brothers' breakfast alone. His fingers might be broken!

Seeing Zhou Xingla leave with a shrug of his head, Zhou Quan shook his head and chuckled, then turned his attention to the bouquet of white roses.

To be precise, it is the blessing card inside the bouquet.

Pulling it out and opening it, Zhou Quan's mouth twitched again.

It's a genius idea to use song melody as a communication code.

According to the password cracking plan given by Peng Xinjian, Zhou Quan finally got a piece of information.

Meet at 12 noon on the rooftop of Tower C of Clear Water Bay Pier.

"It's the rooftop again. This rooftop has almost become a regular place for undercover connections!"

Zhou Quan curled his lips, stood up, picked up his suit, and left the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station.

Clear Water Bay is at the easternmost point of the Kowloon Peninsula. If Zhou Quan doesn't leave now, he may be late.

Speaking of which, Peng Xinjian deserves to be regarded as a police boss at the level of chief superintendent.

This kind of handwriting is difficult for Zhou Quan to match even if he flatters him.

Although Zhou Quan has now firmly suppressed the Youjian District, after leaving the scope of the Youjian District, Zhou Quan's power will not be that huge.

Unlike Chief Superintendent Peng, who directly placed undercover agents in the East Kowloon Police District.

The vehicle drove normally, and Zhou Quan arrived at the meeting place at around 11:40.

He leaned on the railing and quietly blew the sea breeze.

Within a few minutes, Peng Xinjian's undercover police officer, who had also arrived for the appointment in advance, appeared on the rooftop carrying a file bag.

Looking at it, Zhou Quan nodded secretly.

Another handsome guy, but unfortunately he is a bit inferior to Sir Zhou.

The only handsome boy who can compete with Sir Zhou in appearance is Peng Yixing from the Gun Club.

The handsome boy walked past Zhou Quan without looking sideways and hummed a melody in his mouth.

It was as if he didn't know Zhou Quan and was just humming a tune as he passed by.

When the melody in his mouth fell, Zhou Quan read a few notes immediately.

The two melodies added together are exactly the lyrics and melody in the white rose blessing card that Zhou Quan received in the morning.

Although both of them could guess each other's identity, they still responded to the codewords that only they knew for the sake of caution.

"Sir Zhou, I've heard of you for a long time!"

The handsome guy turned his footsteps and came to Zhou Quan, greeting him in a frivolous manner.

"The title of Hong Kong Island's gun god is really powerful and fierce!"

Compared to Zhou Quan's ace handsome guy, the handsome guy in front of him is obviously more proficient in the undercover profession.

Zhou Quan can't see any police officer's temperament in him.

"Police officer? Sergeant? Assistant?"

Surveying the handsome guy in front of him, Zhou Quan joked: "Do I need to salute you?"

The man in front of him is Jiang Lang, the ace undercover agent under Peng Xinjian, who has almost become the second-in-command of Guanshan Naval Fire Group.

Although Peng Xinjian handed Jiang Lang over to Zhou Quan, his undercover information is obviously still in Peng Xinjian's hands.

After all, he was an undercover agent sent by a chief superintendent, and Zhou Quan could not confirm his rank.

"Sir Zhou, you are joking!"

Jiang Lang shook his head and said solemnly: "Inspector Jiang Lang, say hello to the commander!"

In order to avoid being noticed by outsiders, Jiang Lang's expression became serious, but he did not stand at attention to salute.

"San Chai!"

Nodding slightly, Zhou Quan chuckled and said: "After you report your work, you will at least be an assistant!"

Jiang Lang's undercover mission can be said to be very successful, and the operation to close the net against the Guanshan Navy Fire Group is about to begin.

When he returns to Kowloon City Police Station to report his work, he will at least be promoted by two levels, and Chicken Biscuits are not worthy of his achievements.