Hong Kong Police Force Chief

The North Fanling Base in the New Territories is the headquarters of the Police Tactical Unit, with a Chief Superintendent as its commander-in-chief.

The Flying Tigers team that Ling Jing serves is also in this base.

When the national security DCP convoy arrived, the management of the mobile unit naturally did not dare to neglect anything.

"Stop the car!"

Zhou Quan said calmly with his eyes slightly opened.

The deputy director of the mobile unit and the commander of the Flying Tigers were waiting in front of the gate of the Fanling base to greet them. It was naturally impossible for Sir Quan to let the convoy drive directly through.

The purpose of his coming here this time was to pay attention to Ling Jing's situation, and not to cause trouble at the Mobile Force Headquarters.

Ling Jing is currently in custody, and there is no problem with the management of the Mobile Force Headquarters.

All of this was in compliance with the police's rules and regulations, so it was naturally impossible for Zhou Quan to vent his anger on the management of the Mobile Force Headquarters.

What's more, Ling Jing's matter has not been clarified yet.

Under such circumstances, it was even more impossible for Zhou Quan to express his attitude.

The G4 team slowly slowed down and finally stopped in front of the main entrance of the Fanling base.

Ying Changsen pushed the door open and got out of the car immediately, and then opened the door for his boss.

The brother in charge of car repair also responded very quickly.

Just like his boss, he opened the car door on Zhou Xingxing's side.

"Hello, sir!"

Before Zhou Quan got out of the car, a high-pitched and familiar voice reached his ears.

Yang Zian, deputy director of the Mobile Force Headquarters and Senior Superintendent of the Police Force, appeared in Sir Quan's sight wearing a straight military uniform and a standard ghost-style military salute.

Yang Zian can be regarded as an old acquaintance of Zhou Quan.

Zhou Quan has just joined the police force, and Yang Zian is the chief sir of the West Kowloon Crime Unit.

When Zhou Quan was promoted to the West Kowloon headquarters and was responsible for anti-gang work, Yang Zian had already gone to work in other departments of the police force.

When Zhou Quan was promoted to the police force, Yang Zian was once again rotated to the Mobile Force Headquarters as the commander of the Flying Tigers.

The Shigang Military Camp's action against the ambitious Gui Lao was the result of Yang Zian leading the Flying Tigers to cooperate with Zhou Quan.

Today, Yang Zian has not rotated to other departments again, but has been promoted to deputy director of the Mobile Force Headquarters.

The most important thing is that Yang Zian is a direct subordinate of his uncle Li Wenbin.

From this aspect, Yang Zian and Zhou Quan can also be regarded as members of their own family.

"Sir Yang, excuse me!"

Leaning out of the car, Zhou Quan nodded with a warm smile.

"Sir Quan, you are serious."

Yang Zian put down his arm and hurried forward with the commander of the Flying Tigers to take over Ying Changsen's position.

"Our department is deeply honored that you come to inspect our work."

Regarding the arrival of Sir Quan, Yang Zian showed great importance.

In other words, the entire management team at the Mobile Force Headquarters is like this.

At this moment, Yang Zian is not only surrounded by the commander of the Flying Tigers, but also by the administrative supervisors and other management personnel at the mobile unit headquarters who are equivalent to the superintendent level.

Except for the director of the Mobile Force Headquarters and the training director.

The entire Constitutional Committee level of the mobile force now appeared in front of Zhou Quan.

Of course, Sir Quan deserves attention, and he also did not ignore Director Zhou on the other side.

"Sir Quan, Sir Zhou, our senior sir is inspecting the training work of the company below today."

With an apologetic smile, Yang Zian explained the reason why the head of their mobile force headquarters was not present.

"I apologize for not being able to come to greet the two officers."

Zhou Xingxing smiled lightly, but did not say anything. He always followed the will of his boss.

"Understood, official duties are important!"

Nodding slightly, Zhou Quan chuckled nonchalantly.

After all, his visit to the Fanling base this time was just a temporary move.

The Mobile Force Headquarters was able to dispatch all the remaining management personnel, which was already a very grand performance.

"Sir Yang, please find a room, I'm going to meet Ling Jing!"

After some pleasantries, Zhou Quan did not continue to make any excuses and directly stated the purpose of his visit.

Although the officer did not mean the order, Yang Zian obviously would not refuse.

Firstly, Sir Quan has this authority, and secondly, he must give Sir Quan face.

In both public and private matters, Yang Zian would immediately let Ling Jing appear in front of Sir Quan.

"Yes, sir!"

Raising his hand to salute again, Yang Zian said crisply: "I'll make arrangements right away."

Without any further instructions from him, the administrative director and the commander of the Flying Tigers beside him had already hurried to the guard box in front of the door.

The former began to arrange a meeting room, while the latter promoted Ling Jing from the confinement room.

"Sir, please come in!"

Immediately, under the guidance of Yang Zian, everyone returned to the car.

The official vehicle of the management team of the mobile force headquarters opened the way and led the G4 convoy to the main office building of the Fanling base.

This is a huge base integrating management and training of mobile troops, covering a very large area.

It's not that Zhou Quan and Yang Zian are putting on airs, but there is indeed a long distance from the main entrance of the base to the main office building.

It took a full three minutes for everyone to enter the main office building.

"Sir, Ling Jing is in the room."

Yang Zian personally led Zhou Quan to the door of a reception room and expressed his attitude very tactfully.

"Please go ahead and do your work. We will not disturb you."

Sir Quan wanted to meet Ling Jing, not to interrogate Ling Jing.

The administrative director of the Mobile Force Headquarters was naturally well prepared for the choice of the meeting place.

"Thank you for your help!"

Zhou Quan's smile was extremely gentle as he slowly turned his eyes from the management of the Mobile Force Headquarters.

You should not hit a smiling person, not to mention that these colleagues in front of him gave him enough face.

Sir Quan has always been approachable and friendly to his brothers.

Unlike the decoration of other departments of the police force, the office facilities of the Mobile Force Headquarters are not as rough as those of the Flying Tigers, but they are also simple and capable.

Even the reception room is a structure of walls and solid wooden doors.

There are almost no glass doors in the Mobile Force Headquarters, such as those in other office areas of the police force.

Yang Zian opened the solid wood door of the reception room in front of Zhou Quan, and Zhou Quan walked in alone.

As for Zhou Xingxing and other accompanying personnel, they were accompanied by Yang Zian and others to other reception rooms.

"Boss, I disappoint you!"

The moment he saw his boss, Ling Jing, who looked a little haggard, raised his hand to salute.

He forced a smile that was a little stiff, even ugly.

After the accidental killing of the hostage, Ling Jing was temporarily detained in the confinement room, waiting for the next result of his treatment.

Under such circumstances, how could his mental state be good?