Zhou Quan could not be certain whether Kwan Chai-ba had already entered Hong Kong Island.
But he knew one thing: no trace of Kwan Chai-ba had been found in West Kowloon.
Nor had any of Kwan Chai-ba's merchandise appeared anywhere in Hong Kong Island's drug market.
Zhou Quan could say without reservation that not the slightest disturbance in West Kowloon could escape his notice.
Through the obedient, well-behaved gangs in West Kowloon, Zhou Quan could even obtain some information on the Hong Kong Island Triads as a whole.
If Kwan Chai-ba had already shipped drugs into Hong Kong Island, he would definitely approach the local Gou Hok Jai to serve as street-level distributors.
There had been no change in the drug businesses of Hong Kong Island's various gangs, which meant Kwan Chai-ba had not entered Hong Kong Island.
"Mr. Zhou, your exceptional ability has dealt an effective blow to Hong Kong Island's drug market."
George, the foreigner, nodded with a friendly smile, first offering Zhou Quan a compliment.
He had managed to become the deputy head of an important Interpol department in the Asia-Pacific Region.
He was quite well versed in the ways of dealing with people in the Asia-Pacific Region.
And since the Chinese were the masters of the Asia-Pacific Region, George naturally paid them even greater attention, giving him a deep understanding of Chinese social conventions.
"However, Hong Kong Island's drug market accounts for a substantial share of the market throughout Southeast Asia."
His expression turning serious again, George explained steadily, "Kwan Chai-ba operates with blatant arrogance. Naturally, he wouldn't pass up such a large gap in the market."
"Interpol has received reliable intelligence that Kwan Chai-ba is preparing to enter Hong Kong Island."
"To ensure he can open up the market here smoothly, his wife, Ching Wing-si,