William, the commander of the Yau Tsim District Anti-Triad Unit, was a fat foreigner.
His attitude toward Zhou Quan wasn't particularly friendly, but it certainly wasn't distant, either.
Simply put, he did whatever his immediate superior, Big Sir, told him to do.
He didn't give Zhou Quan any special treatment, nor did he put on the airs of a Chief Inspector.
William's attitude, together with his build, perfectly embodied the meaning of coasting along until retirement.
Under his lead, Zhou Quan arrived at the Yau Tsim District Anti-Triad Unit's office.
At that moment, He Wenzhan, who had earlier followed Zhou Quan's instructions and gone to park the car, had also arrived.
Though he looked rather cold on the surface, he was always warmhearted toward his own people.
While Zhou Quan was in his uncle's office, He Wenzhan had already gotten acquainted with the Anti-Triad Unit members who had stayed behind at the police station.
Seeing William and Zhou Quan arrive, He Wenzhan and the other officers immediately stopped talking.
"Good morning, sir!"
Everyone stood up together and saluted.
"Hello!"
William replied in somewhat awkward Chinese. "The man beside me is your new commander in A Group."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Zhou Quan.
"Quan, most of the people here are members of A Group-in other words, they'll be your subordinates from now on."
Narrowing his eyes, William said with a smile, "Go ahead and introduce yourselves. I won't get in your way."
As soon as he finished speaking, William turned and headed back to his office without another word.
He knew the state of affairs these days: the influence of Chinese officers in the Police Force was growing stronger and stronger.
If he stayed here, he would only make people dislike him for no reason.
In that case, he might as well go back to his office to drink tea and listen to music.
Wasn't it easier and more comfortable to wait patiently for retirement after 1997 than to take risks and stir things up?
"Goodbye, sir!"
Zhou Quan smiled and nodded at William. He had no intention of seeing the foreigner off, and simply walked over to his men.
"My name is Zhou Quan, PC15827. I was promoted to Inspector half a month ago, and today I officially joined the Yau Tsim District Anti-Triad Unit."
His gaze swept over the dozen or so officers in front of him. Zhou Quan said with a friendly smile, "I hope you'll all look after me from now on."
After Zhou Quan finished introducing himself, a sustained round of enthusiastic applause immediately rang out.
"Clap, clap, clap!"
After the applause, a young officer with a fair complexion and a sharp, capable air hurried forward.
"After the old Assistant Superintendent retired last week, the guys were wondering who would come to take charge of A Group."
Speaking on behalf of everyone present, he welcomed Zhou Quan warmly. "We never expected it would be you, Sir!"
Although the officer looked young, judging from the situation, he clearly held a high standing among the Anti-Triad Unit officers.
With the words "I Am Implacably Opposed to Evil" on the cover of Police News, along with his astonishing record,
Zhou Quan was now not exactly famous throughout the entire Police Force,
but at the very least, few officers in West Kowloon District didn't know who he was.
As the saying went, an incompetent general could wear out an entire army.
The Anti-Triad Unit officers present faced the Triads on the front line all year round. Naturally, they wanted their boss to be a tough character.
And Zhou Quan, the West Kowloon Gun God, clearly fit their ideal image of a superior perfectly.
"PC9761, Sergeant Lau Bo-keung?"
Zhou Quan glanced at the Appointment Certificate on the young man's chest and nodded with a friendly smile.
Apart from Zhou Quan and He Wenzhan, who were in uniform, all the other officers present wore civilian clothes.
They weren't wearing rank insignia on their shoulders, so Zhou Quan couldn't tell their ranks at a glance.
But that didn't matter, because their Appointment Certificates clearly listed their information.
Just like Zhou Quan's Appointment Certificate, which showed his name and position in both Chinese and English,
the photo on his certificate also had his police number printed below it: PC15827.
For a female officer, the number below her photo would instead be a police number beginning with WPC followed by digits.
The young officer's Appointment Certificate listed his name, rank, and police number.
SGT: a Sergeant with three stripes on his shoulder, commonly known as a sergeant.
A sergeant in his twenties could certainly be called a promising young man.
After all, before He Wenzhan was promoted, his rank had been the same as Lau Bo-keung's.
With Lau Bo-keung introducing them, Zhou Quan got to know the dozen or so officers present one by one.
Most of them were his men.
Only three young officers belonged to B Group and had been assigned to stay behind.
As for the other members of B Group, they were out on a job that day, so Zhou Quan hadn't had a chance to meet them yet.
After chatting with the Anti-Triad Unit officers for a few minutes, Zhou Quan ended the conversation.
He asked Lau Bo-keung to bring him information on the Triads operating in Yau Tsim District, then went into the Glass Office alone to read through it.
It wasn't until lunchtime that Zhou Quan came out of the Glass Office and invited the Anti-Triad Unit officers to eat at the police station canteen.
When work resumed in the afternoon, he returned to the glass-walled office and continued studying information on the Triads in the district.
In the meantime, Zhou Quan also spoke with his men individually to learn more about them.
Just as Zhou Quan thought he would get through his day shift without incident,
a rapid set of footsteps approached from far outside the office area.
Looking out through the glass-walled office, he saw four officers, disheveled and wounded, storm angrily into the office.
"Anyone without a gun, get to the gun room! Everyone, come with me!"
The plainclothes officer at the front, his face grim and his head wrapped in bandages, roared with murderous intensity.
"Assistant Superintendent, what happened?"
Looking through the open glass door, Zhou Quan saw that the one who had asked was a young officer assigned to stay behind with B Group.
The Assistant Superintendent he referred to was clearly their B Group commander, Inspector Chan Kwok-chung.
"If I tell you to bring a gun, then bring a gun! Why are you asking so many questions?"
Chan Kwok-chung glared at one of his subordinates, his face cold, and repeated sternly, "Now! Move!"
But to Chan Kwok-chung's surprise, only the three officers under him ran toward the gun room.
The members of A Group stood up as well, but they didn't immediately follow his order. Instead, they looked toward the Glass Office deeper inside the office area.
After all, although he was only the commander of B Group, A Group's Assistant Superintendent had retired just last week.
Now he was in charge of both A and B Groups.
In response to his order, the A Group members hadn't acted immediately. Instead, they seemed to be looking toward the Glass Office as if asking for permission.
Clearly, something about this situation wasn't normal.
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