Hong Kong Police Force Chief

The anti-gang convoy returned to the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station smoothly. Zhou Quan ordered He Wenzhan and Liu Baoqiang to escort Wang Bao to the detention room first.

"Sir Zhou, let's chat for a while?"

Just as Zhou Quan walked towards the police station building, Chen Guozhong quickly caught up with him.

"Sir Chen, are you asking how to deal with Wang Bao next?"

Zhou Quan paused for a moment and looked at Chen Guozhong thoughtfully.

He knew in his heart that the grievances between Chen Guozhong and Wang Bao were deep.

Now that Wang Bao was forcibly detained in the police station by him, Chen Guozhong might be ready to do something to Wang Bao.

"Well, Wang Bao is now on our territory, Sir Zhou, you see..."

Although Chen Guozhong did not speak directly, Zhou Quan could guess his thoughts, which was nothing more than torturing Wang Bao.

If it was the previous Chen Guozhong, he might still be concerned about the legal provisions and police regulations.

But today, he was injured in a car accident during the day, and he was diagnosed with a tumor in his head in the hospital.

Chen Guozhong didn't know how long he could live, he just wanted to get rid of Wang Bao.

Otherwise, he would be sorry for the couple of witnesses who died in vain today.

"Mr. Chen, you should know that if there is no real evidence."

Zhou Quan frowned, looked at Chen Guozhong with a heavy face, shook his head slowly and said: "Even if Wang Bao revealed some flaws during the interrogation.

But when he goes to court, he can also change his confession."

Hong Kong Island is a place that emphasizes human rights law. Even if Wang Bao is detained now, he has the right to ask his lawyer to be present.

Before seeing his lawyer, he will definitely respond to everything in silence.

Even if Wang Bao can be forced to confess through torture, his testimony will not be recognized by the judge in court.

After all, the current era is not twenty years ago.

If it was at that time, Zhou Quan had plenty of ways to deal with Wang Bao.

Slapping the soles of feet, padding phone books, inviting judicial milk tea and other means are enough to scare Wang Bao.

But now, these means can no longer be used.

First, the court will not recognize the evidence obtained in this way.

Second, as Hong Kong Island is about to return, Zhou Quan does not want to leave a stain on himself.

"But Sir Zhou, can we only watch Wang Bao leave safely in 48 hours?"

Chen Guozhong clenched his fists and said unwillingly.

"Let's go to the detention room first."

Zhou Quan did not explain much. He chuckled and walked straight to the detention room of the police station.

Seeing this scene, Chen Guozhong lowered his eyes.

He did not speak, and could only follow Zhou Quan's figure step by step.

Soon, the two came to the detention room.

At this moment, He Wenzhan and Liu Baoqiang, Zhou Quan's men, and three backbones under Chen Guozhong, were all crowded in the small detention room.

They stared at Wang Bao, who was handcuffed to the chair, and waited quietly for their assistants to arrive.

"I want to see my lawyer!"

After seeing Zhou Quan and Chen Guozhong walk in together, Wang Bao stared at Zhou Quan straightly and said word by word.

From the beginning to the end, Wang Bao did not take Chen Guozhong to heart.

But facing Zhou Quan, Wang Bao's heart could not help but lose a little confidence.

This dead cop's method was really insidious. He was tricked once when he was not careful.

Until now, he could still feel the pain in his ribs.

"Don't worry, I will let you see your lawyer!"

Zhou Quan looked Wang Bao up and down with a smile, hugged his shoulders and said: "I know that the wine bottle just now will not let you get a serious punishment."

Don't look at Zhou Quan's charge of assaulting a police officer and forcibly detained Wang Bao back to Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station.

But he knew very well in his heart that this reason was really far-fetched.

Let alone those lawyers in Hong Kong who often fight lawsuits, even Zhou Quan himself.

With a master's degree in law, he has countless reasons to exonerate Wang Bao.

If Wang Bao must be charged with a crime, the most he can do is litter in public and be fined 1,500 yuan.

But even so, Zhou Quan still took Wang Bao back to the police station with a tough attitude.

In addition to suppressing Wang Bao's arrogance, he has his own calculations.

"But according to the law, I have the right to detain you for 48 hours without reason."

Looking at Wang Bao sitting comfortably in the chair, the arc of Zhou Quan's mouth became more and more obvious.

"During this time, you just stay here honestly!"

After the words fell, Zhou Quan stepped in front of Wang Bao and personally untied the handcuffs on one of Wang Bao's wrists.

Wang Bao stared at Zhou Quan with some confusion. He really couldn't understand Zhou Quan's actions.

Just now he said he would detain for 48 hours, why did he open the handcuffs now?

Of course, Wang Bao didn't dare to act rashly despite his doubts.

Wang Bao had heard of Zhou Quan's reputation a long time ago. The cop in front of him was really crazy. He really dared to use a gun!

If he made any move that made the cop misunderstand him, or if he got the chance, he might really shoot him.

Even though this possibility was very low, Wang Bao definitely didn't dare to take the risk.

"Fat man, you are really fat!"

Under Wang Bao's gloomy probing gaze, Zhou Quan grabbed his collar and pulled him directly from the chair.

"Look at you crushing all the chairs we have here."

As he spoke, Zhou Quan raised his leg and exerted force, kicking the only chair in the detention room to scatter.

"Azhan, remember to apply for a different chair after you go to work tomorrow."

Just when everyone in the field was confused, Zhou Quan turned sideways and said to He Wenzhan: "You write the report, and I will approve the note!"

He Wenzhan was also a little stunned, but he reacted quickly.

"Yes, sir!"

Standing at attention and saluting, He Wenzhan responded to his assistant with a solemn expression.

"Hey, what on earth are you trying to do, you bastard?"

The look on Wang Bao's face became more and more confused, and he stared at Zhou Quan.

"It's okay. Since the chair is broken, I can only force you to stand for forty-eight hours."

Zhou Quan smiled nonchalantly, raised his hand and pushed hard, pushing Wang Bao towards the edge of the window.

"Fat man, you have to be sensible and don't make it difficult for me!"

After patting Wang Bao's face, Zhou Quan glanced at Wang Bao lightly.

Immediately, he twisted Wang Bao's arms directly.

Wang Bao subconsciously wanted to resist, but after seeing Zhou Quan's half-smiling eyes, he still endured it.

In this way, Wang Bao partly cooperated and partly was forced to let Zhou Quan hang him to the iron guardrail of the window.