After figuring out what Mingxin Hospital represented, Zhou Quan did not act rashly.
Until he understood the relationship between Lam Kwan and Johnny Wang, Zhou Quan worried that setting his sights on Mingxin Hospital might alert them.
Most importantly, the Anti-Triad Unit in Kowloon City was currently watching the two arms dealers, Guan Shanhai and Johnny Wang.
That was outside Zhou Quan's jurisdiction, after all. If he suddenly intervened,
not only would it cause misunderstandings with his colleagues next door, but it might even ruin their operation.
Thus, Zhou Quan chose to hold his position and quietly wait for word from the ace handsome lad under his command.
That wait lasted two months.
Only after Chan Wing Yan's gunshot wound was no longer much of a problem did he send a signal requesting a meeting with Zhou Quan.
Other than that, Chan Wing Yan had only, about a week after being shot and hospitalized,
called Zhou Quan once and used coded language to let him know he was safe.
Zhou Quan completely understood Chan Wing Yan's actions.
If even he could discover that something was wrong with Mingxin Hospital, how could Chan Wing Yan, who was personally at Lam Kwan's side, not know there was something fishy about it?
In an unfamiliar place where the situation was unclear, Chan Wing Yan naturally could not contact Zhou Quan.
Zhou Quan understood that too, so he had never taken the initiative to call Chan Wing Yan either.
Today, after two months apart, Zhou Quan and Chan Wing Yan finally met again at the safe house in Kowloon City.
"Wow, cousin, you really took what I said to heart?"
As soon as he entered, Chan Wing Yan caught sight of the lavish spread covering the dining table.
The ingredients were much the same