Saint Mary Church Hospital was the hospital where Ye Jihuan had been temporarily detained and treated after his arrest.
Zhou Quan had been there once three years earlier.
On that visit, however, Zhou Quan had been filled with delighted surprise.
A criminal near the top of the Police Force's wanted list had suddenly been caught. Back then, Zhou Quan had found the corners of his mouth even harder to lower than the muzzles of the Security Department's heavy weapons.
This time, however, Zhou Quan's heart was heavy.
The man lying in the ward could be counted among his former subordinates.
Most importantly, the man had shed blood and made sacrifices for the Police Force, only to end up like a discarded pawn because certain police officers refused to take responsibility.
"Ah Zhan, lead the way. Straight to the ward!"
His expression remained as still as water, and Zhou Quan kept himself under control.
Yet all four Security Department officers behind him could clearly sense their boss's anger.
"What about Ah Kam? Should we tell him about that decision?"
Although he did not know the brother outside the ward, his own duties meant that he, too, could not come to terms with what had happened to the man.
That man's prospects were no worse than his. He was now a Probationary Inspector in the Flying Tigers, responsible for managing the Gun Room.
As a subordinate, he naturally had to share his boss's concerns, thoughts, and anger.
Just as Sergeant Hui had said, no career prospects could compare to their brotherhood.
At this point, Ah Hao gave a derisive laugh. His stance was unmistakable.
How could he possibly be unfamiliar with the Flying Tigers team that Chow Sing Sing and He Wenzhan had commanded in succession?
There was no need to say