On the surface, the multinational joint operation against Kwan Chai-ba appeared to be led by Interpol.
In reality, however, Zhou Quan and this deputy director from the Xinhua News Agency were the ones who could truly call the shots.
As for George and the other foreign Interpol officers, they did not matter at all.
Sergeant Zhou did not want to spare those foreigners another glance, but George still had to take the initiative to thank him.
"Mr. Zhou, thank you very much for the support of the Hong Kong Island police."
The foreigner George bared a mouthful of cigar-stained yellow teeth and promised with a broad smile, "If we successfully dismantle Kwan Chai-ba's drug trafficking organization, I'll apply to Interpol headquarters for a commendation for the Hong Kong Island police."
Zhou Quan merely offered a perfunctory smile in response.
What the hell was an Interpol commendation good for? It brought neither a promotion nor a pay rise.
An honor from the Motherland, on the other hand, would have been worth getting excited about.
"Mr. George, is there anything else?"
Zhou Quan composed his expression and asked very politely.
Although he did not say it outright, his intention to see them out was obvious.
Deputy Director Ju had just mentioned that they had come today for two matters.
The first was undoubtedly the three-party multinational joint operation, which had already been settled.
If the other matter had nothing to do with Interpol, Zhou Quan had no intention of keeping George and the other foreigners around.
"No! No! We at Interpol will take our leave, then. Please don't trouble yourself seeing us out, Mr. Zhou!"
The foreigner George knew enough to stand and offer his farewell.
"Ah Sing, see Mr. George and the others out for me!"
Although Zhou Quan had no