Hong Kong Police Force Chief

A big boss named Guan in the New Territories North who believes in the idea that a good son is born under the stick? Could it be A-Zu's father?

Zhou Quan nodded thoughtfully, and a guess emerged in his mind.

He did not know Senior Superintendent Guan Zhibang, nor had he met Guan Zu.

But Zhou Quan was very familiar with Chen Guorong, who brought Guan Zu to justice in the end. He was in the same class as him in the police academy.

Chen Guorong has just started his internship as an inspector, and it will take at least seven or eight years before Guan Zu and his gang commit crimes.

Guan Zu should still be a little kid in school now.

Therefore, Zhou Quan has no interest in Guan Zu and others at the moment.

As for guiding Guan Zu and others into the right path, according to the current situation, it is completely unrealistic.

After all, Guan Zu's father, a big boss in the police force, could not educate Guan Zu well, let alone Zhou Quan, an outsider.

Without a name or a reason, how could his words work?

You can't let Zhou Quan go directly to that Guan Sir and tell him that if you continue like this, your son will commit a crime sooner or later and be executed sooner or later.

In that case, even if Guan Zu's father is really the Guan Da Bangchui mentioned by Huang Bingyao, Zhou Quan will definitely offend him to death.

All Zhou Quan can do now is to wait and see.

Just as Zhou Quan was thinking about the Guan family father and son, Huang Bingyao's voice came into his ears.

"Quanzai, do you have anything else to do?"

Huang Bingyao looked at the time on his watch. It was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

"If not, I'm going to call it a day."

At this point, he couldn't help but show an anxious look on his face.

"I haven't come home yet so late. I'm afraid Yueyue and Auntie are still waiting for me."

Although Huang Bingyao has the final say in the entire Yau Tsim District and has a very high power and status, this does not affect his image as a good family man at all.

As long as there is no official business or special circumstances, he will definitely go home on time after work to accompany his wife and daughter.

If it weren't for his concern for Zhou Quan and the continuous phone calls, Huang Bingyao would have returned home to have dinner with his wife and daughter.

"It's nothing important, just ask you, uncle, to sign an arrest warrant."

Zhou Quan shrugged and said nonchalantly: "The evidence of Wang Bao's crime is already conclusive, it's time to bring him to justice."

The warehouse of the drug factory at the foot of Bijia Mountain alone is enough to make Wang Bao completely unable to turn over.

With a total value of more than 20 million drugs, Zhou Quan guarantees that Wang Bao's sentence will be at least 30 years.

Not to mention, he is also suspected of engaging in triad activities and murder.

Wang Bao will definitely spend the rest of his life in Stanley.

Although Wang Bao is now inside the police station, he is still in detention.

In order to formally arrest him, there is still a lack of a legally effective official document.

If it were other police officers, they would need to apply for an arrest warrant step by step, and the division commander would be responsible for issuing the arrest warrant.

Huang Bingyao happened to be the commander of the Yau Tsim District. The arrest warrant was just a piece of paper for him.

In order to save time and procedures, Zhou Quan simply went directly to his uncle.

"It has been prepared for you a long time ago!"

Huang Bingyao smiled slightly, opened a folder on his desk, and took out a pre-prepared arrest warrant from it.

After learning that Wang Bao's drug factory warehouse had been successfully destroyed, Huang Bingyao had already prepared this arrest warrant.

The official document of the Yau Tsim District's formal arrest of Wang Bao was printed on it, and only Huang Bingyao, the commander, personally approved it.

With a stroke of the pen, Huang Bingyao signed his name and time, and stamped the official seal of the Yau Tsim District.

From now on, this arrest warrant officially takes effect.

After doing all this, Huang Bingyao tidied up the desk, he stood up and walked around the desk to Zhou Quan.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Quan also hurriedly stood up.

"Call it, go home and accompany Yueyue and your aunt."

Handing the arrest warrant to Zhou Quan, Huang Bingyao patted his shoulder and said with some gloating: "Quanzai, go and do it yourself!"

Even though the pig-killing operation was nearing its end, Zhou Quan still had a lot of finishing work to do.

Tonight, the anti-gang police officers would probably be busy until very late.

It was precisely because of this that Huang Bingyao, who had always been keen on taking Zhou Quan home, did not invite Zhou Quan to finish work together.

Humming a little tune, Huang Bingyao, with his belly and his hands behind his back, walked out of the office happily.

Zhou Quan curled his lips, closed the door casually, and returned to the office area of ​​the anti-gang with the arrest warrant.

Although the arrest warrant was in hand, Zhou Quan did not go to the detention room to see Wang Bao immediately.

Before he detained Wang Bao, he agreed to detain Wang Bao for a full 48 hours, and not even a minute less.

It was not until 7 o'clock the next evening that Zhou Quan brought Chen Guozhong and others to the door of Wang Bao's detention room.

The moment the door was opened, the originally dim detention room instantly regained light.

Although there were windows in the detention room, thick blackout curtains had been drawn when Wang Bao was detained.

Even during the day, the detention room was extremely dark.

Hanging with his hands turned over his back for a full 48 hours, Wang Bao not only suffered great physical pain, but also suffered mental torture because of the dark environment.

After seeing the light of day again, Wang Bao no longer had the arrogance he once had.

"Sir Zhou, are you here to take me out?"

He endured the physical and mental pain and said expressionlessly: "It seems that the 48 hours are up. I hope to see my lawyer."

There is a slang saying that a biting dog doesn't bark.

Wang Bao is now the mad dog that is about to bite, but he knows the situation, so he doesn't shout anything.

"Go out? What are you dreaming about?"

Zhou Quan turned on the light and walked slowly to Wang Bao.

He patted Wang Bao's fat face, sneered and said: "But you really should find a good lawyer to see if you can get out of Stanley before you die of old age."

Even though the bright light that suddenly appeared was very dazzling, Wang Bao still stared at Zhou Quan intently.

He didn't believe that these dead cops could prove his guilt in just two days.

Zhou Quan raised his hand and stretched it back, and He Wenzhan immediately handed over the arrest warrant.

"Mr. Wang Bao, you are suspected of drug trafficking, drug manufacturing, gang activities, and murder. I am now formally arresting you."

Showing the arrest warrant in front of Wang Bao, Zhou Quan solemnly said the most common words of Hong Kong police officers.

"You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will become evidence in court."