Hong Kong Police Force Chief

Zhou Quan gave Jiang Lang a signal tracker just to let him know when Johnny Wang made any move.

He wanted to send out a signal in advance, but he was not asking him to carry it with him.

After all, Johnny Wang was not a fool, and it was impossible for him not to check Jiang Lang's situation at all.

As for the specific movements of Johnny Wang and Jiang Lang, Zhou Quan had other people arranged.

He would even send paparazzi to Guan Shanhai.

Anyway, the cost of these equipment would be financially supported by the foreigners, so Zhou Quan didn't need to save anything.

After carefully instructing Jiang Lang, Zhou Quan seemed to suddenly remember something.

"By the way, you should change your clothes recently and wear a suit with flowers embroidered on the chest."

He said with a playful smile: "Don't you like white roses? Just choose this kind of flower!"

Jiang Lang was also a sharp-minded person. Zhou Quan's proposal seemed to be a prank on him, but he immediately understood Zhou Quan's idea.

This was to let him prepare for identification in advance to prevent him from being accidentally injured by his own people during the action.

"I know, sir!"

Handsome Jiang Lang smiled helplessly. Using white roses to communicate secretly was a rule set by his former boss. What did it have to do with him?

A big man with a white rose embroidered on his chest was funny no matter how you looked at it.

"Sir, this is some intelligence information I collected. Now I will officially hand it over to you."

After clarifying his next task, Jiang Lang also took out his biggest gift for today's meeting.

"Sir, take a look and see if this information is helpful for the next action."

While speaking with a smile, Jiang Lang handed the file bag in his hand to Zhou Quan.

"If you need any support, please contact me at any time!"

Nodding slightly, Zhou Quan took the file bag with a smile on his face.

So far, the White Rose contact operation between the two has completely come to an end.

Jiang Lang left the rooftop and prepared to change his dressing style.

And Zhou Quan took the intelligence given by Jiang Lang and returned to Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station.

In the glass office room, Zhou Quan didn't even have time to eat lunch, but just took a bite of the snacks prepared by Zhou Xingxing.

It must be said that Jiang Lang is indeed an outstanding undercover police officer.

The file bag he sent recorded the core secrets of the Guanshanhai Naval Fire Group, which were located in the arms warehouses in Tsim Sha Tsui East, Tuen Mun, and Tseung Kwan O.

Among them, the Longtaifeng Shipping Warehouse at Tsim Sha Tsui Pier is the largest warehouse of the Guanshanhai Naval Fire Group.

This information made Zhou Quan blush on the spot.

The iced lemon tea he just drank in his mouth almost spit out.

He thought the entire Yau Tsim District was under his control.

Who would have thought that Guan Shanhai would put such a big grain of sand under his eyes.

Guan Shanhai is worthy of being the oldest and largest arms dealer in Hong Kong Island.

If it weren't for Jiang Lang's information, Zhou Quan would have no idea that the other party actually had an arms warehouse hidden in his jurisdiction.

After carefully reading these intelligence materials, Zhou Quan raised his hand and slapped it directly on the desk.

"Axing! Aqiang! Ahua! Come in and do your work!"

Hearing the voice of their boss that was faintly filled with anger, the three generals of the anti-black team immediately rushed to Zhou Quan's office glass room at the fastest speed.

"Aqiang, Ahua, you two let the paparazzi out and keep a close eye on Guan Shanhai and Johnny Wang!"

With a stern look in his eyes, Zhou Quan made an action plan with a sullen face.

"Remember, keep an eye on them from a distance for 24 hours without interruption, and don't let the other party notice anything."

Before Liu Baoqiang and Lu Guanhua responded, Zhou Quan turned his eyes directly to Zhou Xingxing.

"Axing, you take your brothers to keep a close eye on three places, and the action requirements are the same."

While speaking, Zhou Quan raised his hand and picked up the paper and pen on the desk, wrote down the location of Guan Shanhai's naval gun warehouse, and pushed it in front of Zhou Xingxing.

"There can't be any mistakes, Understand?"

With his hands crossed on the desk, Zhou Quan's level gaze was full of majesty.

Now it is not just as simple as cracking down on criminals. It is also related to the prestige Zhou Quan has established in Yau Tsim District.

If after the Guan Shanhai incident, the outside world knew that he had actually arranged the arms warehouse within Zhou Quan's jurisdiction, and Zhou Quan did not handle it properly.

The large and small communities in Yau Tsim District may have a mentality that Zhou Quan is just so-so.

This situation is extremely unfavorable to the situation Zhou Quan is maintaining now.

"Yes, sir!"

Feeling the strong sense of oppression on their heads, Zhou Xingxing, Liu Baoqiang, and Lu Guanhua did not hesitate or hesitate, and immediately stamped their feet and saluted.

"Go out and do your work!"

Zhou Quan's expression eased a little, and he waved his hand to signal his three generals to leave.

Then, he also got up and walked out of the office, and drove away from Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station again.

However, this time, Zhou Quan did not drive his off-road vehicle, but transferred a camouflaged communication vehicle from the police station.

There was no one watching over Jiang Lang yet, so it was time to move the extra-staff team he had formed.

Zhou Quan drove to the safe house in Kowloon City alone and knocked on the door of the safe house where Ling Jing and others were.

"Sir, the temporary team is waiting for orders at any time!"

Welcoming Zhou Quan into the safe house, Ling Jing led all the Flying Tigers elites to line up neatly. He saluted in a low voice but with a serious face.

Although Ling Jing was a bit eccentric and unsociable, he was undoubtedly the most admired by Zhou Quan for his strict discipline.

Even though he lived in this safe house for several months, he had no complaints.

"Don't be so serious, sit down and talk!"

Zhou Quan raised his hand and pressed it lightly, saying with a pleasant look: "Your team is a trump card I prepared, and now it's time for you to appear!"

Ling Jing led the Flying Tigers elites to sit upright, with a serious face, quietly waiting for the mission order.

"There is a camouflaged communication vehicle downstairs, and a signal transmitter has been connected inside."

Zhou Quan was also quick to speak and gave a very precise action plan.

"The six of you will take a car to the Clearwater Bay Pier in Sai Kung, and you will be able to receive the signal then."

"Your mission objective is to keep an eye on the signal 24 hours a day."

"When you find that the signal is interrupted, notify me immediately and wait for the next action order."

"Remember, bring all the equipment and be ready to fight at any time!"

This non-staff team was originally prepared by Zhou Quan for Lin Kun.

As a result, Lin Kun's net-closing operation has not yet started, but by chance, Johnny Wang is involved.

In this case, let Johnny Wang first taste the heavy punch of the Flying Tiger Elite.