Dinner Was Finally Served

The blunder over Fat Sha losing his gun would bring together three Police Force departments in Yau Tsim District.

Fat Sha himself was a member of the Anti-Triad Unit in Tsim Sha Tsui. To cover up the loss of his gun, he would also draw the attention of the Major Crimes Unit at West Kowloon Headquarters.

Add the PTU team under Zhou Quan's command, and three forces would be dividing up the credit for the operation Zhou had planned for tonight.

The credit for leading his PTU team to crack a major criminal case would surely be far greater than what they could earn by working with the other two departments.

For the sake of his own future and those of his men, Zhou Quan naturally didn't want other Police Force departments getting involved.

As long as Fat Sha found his service pistol, he wouldn't take part in tonight's operation or draw the attention of the West Kowloon Major Crimes Unit.

That way, the only stars of tonight's big show would be Zhou Quan and the PTU officers under his command.

Although this would weaken the police force, Zhou Quan was confident he could enjoy tonight's feast on his own.

It wasn't that every PTU officer under his command was an elite of the Police Force.

But they had spent years on the front lines confronting crime, and their skills and abilities were all indispensable.

With his confidence in his own abilities, Zhou Quan was absolutely certain he could handle tonight's big show perfectly.

As for whether Zhou Quan, who had never taken part in a real operation before tonight, would lose his nerve when the moment came-

That was something Zhou Quan had never worried about.

His mental strength and willpower were beyond the reach of ordinary people.

After all, even Earth Online had assessed Zhou Quan's consciousness as having undergone a mysterious baptism.

What's more, he had the Martial Arts Champion achievement reward and a bachelor's degree with a minor in Criminal Psychology.

Calling the Martial Arts Champion the consummate master of the Motherland's martial arts world would not be an exaggeration.

Martial arts training was never easy. It not only strengthened the body but also tempered the mind and will.

He had complete control over the strength granted by the Martial Arts Champion achievement, and naturally possessed a martial artist's unyielding will.

On top of that, he understood Criminal Psychology and could use a little self-suggestion to make sure he wouldn't lose his nerve when the moment came.

To Zhou Quan, those criminals were no more than targets that could be taken care of with a single bullet.

With the six rounds in his Point Three-Eight service pistol, Zhou Quan had the confidence and ability to keep the whole situation under control.

Zhou Quan led his men on patrol as usual.

They passed along routes including Carnarvon Road, Mody Road and Hanoi Road, then returned to Lee Kwan Building on Canton Road, where Fat Sha had lost his gun earlier.

Behind Lee Kwan Building was a coastal street, with Victoria Harbour to the south.

That street was where tonight's big show would begin.

Shortly before four in the morning, Zhou Quan deliberately arranged for himself and his men to return to Lee Kwan Building.

During the patrol, to keep the timing just right,

Zhou Quan and the officers in his group had stopped to check the identity cards of quite a few people with brightly dyed hair who were wandering around at night.

Hong Kong Island truly was one of the Four Asian Tigers. Even at four in the morning, the streets were brightly lit and bustling.

"Assistant Superintendent, it's almost four. Should we call the van over?"

At that moment, He Wenzhan, who had been keeping an eye on the time, offered Zhou Quan his suggestion.

The "dog van" he mentioned was the Riot Van they had taken to patrol. Police Officers privately used the term as a nickname for the vehicle.

Their patrol had taken much longer than usual, so their group wouldn't be able to return to where the Riot Van was parked on time.

And four o'clock wasn't just when tonight's big show would begin; it was also when their PTU team was due to clock out and change shifts.

Contacting Control Room over the Riot Van's radio would mean their group had completed its patrol and was ready to change shifts with another group.

But judging by their current progress, it would take them at least another forty minutes to walk back to where the Riot Van was.

So, following their usual practice, He Wenzhan suggested calling the van over to pick them up.

"Call the van to Lee Kwan Building!"

Zhou Quan nodded in agreement, then said, "While we wait, come with me to check the street behind Lee Kwan Building."

He Wenzhan, Shao Meiqi and the others had no objections.

Although few people went to that coastal street at night, it was still within their team's patrol area.

It was only natural that their Assistant Superintendent wanted to check it out.

The Riot Van would take a while to arrive anyway, so they wouldn't be wasting time by going around Lee Kwan Building to check the street.

And so, led by Zhou Quan, the PTU officers headed toward the coastal street behind Lee Kwan Building.

They had just rounded the front of Lee Kwan Building and were still more than fifty metres from the coastal street behind it when a shrill alarm suddenly rang out.

A row of cars was parked neatly along the side of the road near Lee Kwan Building.

The front passenger-side window of one BMW had been smashed by something.

Seeing this, Shao Meiqi, who was beside Zhou Quan, immediately moved to investigate.

"Let's see what's going on first."

But she had barely taken a step when Zhou Quan raised his hand and stopped her.

He knew that the BMW's window had been smashed by a child who specialized in stealing valuables from cars.

But at that moment, Zhou Quan wasn't paying any attention to the BMW.

His eyes narrowed slightly as he used the row of cars for cover, staring intently at a man standing beside the seaside railing across the T-junction at the end of the alley.

Zhou Quan had never seen the man before, but the heavy-looking duffel bag he was carrying and the equally bulging backpack on his back told Zhou Quan-

There was little doubt that he was one of the four robbers who had held up an armored car that morning.

The man was alone for now. To avoid alerting him, Zhou Quan naturally chose to stay put.

While Zhou Quan waited for tonight's feast to be served, a child of seven or eight rode a children's bicycle toward the BMW with the shattered window.

The little car thief pulled out the lock pin with practiced ease, opened the front passenger door and brazenly rummaged through the glove compartment.

Seeing someone so young already out stealing, He Wenzhan, who had always hated evil, immediately frowned.

"Assistant Superintendent, should we arrest him?"

But Zhou Quan wasn't paying any attention to the little car thief.

His eyes were fixed on the red taxi slowly pulling to a stop at the junction ahead.

Three men got out, dressed much like the man from before and carrying heavy-looking bags as well.

A confident smile tugged at his lips. He knew tonight's feast was finally served.