After making his way unobstructed to the reception desk inside the building, Zhou Quan could not help smiling warmly when he saw the officer behind it wearing their own Police Force uniform.
"Officer, notify your duty commander. Put the entire building under lockdown immediately."
"Require all Interpol headquarters personnel to return to their posts. No one is permitted to move around freely."
"Seal off all critical locations immediately, especially the gun room."
Zhou Quan knew full well that Chan Fong headed the Interpol Asia-Pacific Regional Bureau and very likely had a group of trusted followers under him.
Yet he had brought only a dozen or so officers from the Administration Group to arrest Chan Fong.
The reason was that this place was also their own Police Force's territory.
Whether those managing the gun room or those carrying firearms, they were all their own people.
Once the Police Force's duty commander gave the order, Chan Fong and his fellow Interpol personnel would not be able to get their hands on so much as a single bullet.
"Yes, sir!"
The officer behind the reception desk, who had risen to greet Sir Kwan upon seeing him, now raised his hand in a solemn salute and answered crisply.
He would not hesitate in the slightest over an order from Sir Kwan, the head of the Security Department.
After all, his immediate superior, the officer responsible for guarding the Interpol Asia-Pacific Regional Bureau, was only a superintendent.
He immediately picked up the internal phone in front of him and began notifying his superior.
After nodding with a smile, Zhou Quan led Kwan Man Chin and the others straight toward Chan Fong's office.
Their Security Department knew Chan Fong's movements inside out. The old fox was in his office right now and had yet to catch