As Prison Governor Law's trusted aide, he knew Sergeant Zhou had made certain arrangements inside Stanley Prison.
Sergeant Zhou's visit today, in particular, was clearly for Cheung Chi-keung, who had just been brought in.
Prison Governor Law's day-to-day work was quite relaxed. He was the one responsible for the actual dealings with the prisoners below.
As long as he could help resolve Sergeant Zhou's problems, he would have no need to worry about getting his own matter settled.
After all, formidable as Sergeant Zhou was, word of how generously he treated his own men had already spread through the Police Force.
"Sorry you had to see that, Sergeant Zhou!"
Watching Chung Chor-hung leave, Prison Governor Law shook his head with a helpless smile and invited Zhou Quan to sit.
Although Prison Governor Law wanted to give Chung Chor-hung a couple of lashes with his belt right now, he really did care deeply for this trusted aide.
At that moment, Prison Governor Law wanted to put in a good word for Chung Chor-hung.
But since this was his first proper meeting with Zhou Quan, he felt too embarrassed to trouble him with a request.
Zhou Quan's eye for microexpressions was exceptionally sharp, and he saw through Prison Governor Law's thoughts at a glance.
"Sergeant Law, if there's anything I can help you with, just say the word."
With a small smile, Zhou Quan took the initiative to speak.
He still needed Prison Governor Law to handle his arrangements inside Stanley.
If the man needed his help with something, he would also consider it as appropriate.
An exchange of favors was inevitable.
Of course, Zhou Quan was also very shrewd. He had made no outright guarantees, nor had he even promised to do his best.
After all, his relationship with Prison Governor