With Chow Sing Sing's operation underway, it was time for Zhou Quan to wrap things up on his end.
He disassembled the antique sniper rifle, packed it into its case, and handed it to Ling Jing to carry.
"Head back to the safe house and wait for orders. I'll contact you when the next phase begins."
With that, Zhou Quan rose and headed downstairs.
Shots had already been fired, and the Mobile Unit would arrive within minutes.
If they stayed any longer, wouldn't they just be waiting for the Mobile Unit to catch them in the act?
Although Zhou Quan had already made preparations to file a report before the operation, it was still best not to alert other departments unless necessary.
After all, too many eyes and ears might expose his plan.
Carrying the rifle case and the spotter's equipment, Ling Jing followed Zhou Quan at a brisk pace, his face as cold as ice.
To Zhou Quan, Ling Jing seemed more like a soldier than a police officer.
His absolute obedience to orders was on full display.
That attitude was also why Zhou Quan appreciated Ling Jing more and more.
Zhou Quan first drove Ling Jing to the safe house, then returned to Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station.
On the way, he passed the Mobile Unit's Riot Vans coming from the opposite direction, just as expected, but no officers stopped him.
His Off-road Vehicle was known throughout West Kowloon District, and no one would check it.
He had barely entered the Anti-Triad Unit's office area when Chow Sing Sing called.
"Hello, did you find anything, Ah Sing?"
Only after entering his own Glass Office did Zhou Quan answer Chow Sing Sing's call.
"Boss, the target vehicle entered Mingxin Hospital in Kowloon City."
Chow Sing Sing's somewhat grave voice