Chan Fong struggled to remain composed. He did not examine the Arrest Warrant in Zhou Quan's hand closely.
Since Sir Kwan of the Police Force had taken over their Interpol Asia-Pacific headquarters with such fanfare, there was clearly nothing wrong with the official document.
Besides, given the authority Sir Kwan wielded...
To put it plainly, he could sign any number of warrants like this at will.
At that moment, Chan Fong's attention was focused entirely on Kwan Man Chin and the others behind Zhou Quan.
More precisely, it was on their right hands, which rested on the Quick-Draw Holsters at their waists.
After all, Chan Fong was Interpol's highest-ranking official in Hong Kong Island, and indeed in the entire Asia-Pacific Region.
With his position and power, even though he was not normally permitted to carry a firearm...
Getting a gun for self-defense would still have been effortless if he wanted one.
At that very moment, a compact little Walther PPK was hidden inside his suit.
Yet even with a gun on him, Chan Fong did not dare make the slightest rash move.
Facing the poised personnel of the Security Department, the Police Force's elite core department, whose ranks even included battle-hardened operational officers like Zhou Quan, Kwan Man Chin, and Lau Bo-keung, who had risen from the front lines...
Chan Fong knew perfectly well that he did not stand the slightest chance.
The instant he reached for his gun, Sir Kwan and the dozen or so elite officers under his command would probably strip him of all ability to resist, right there.
As for the loyal following Chan Fong had cultivated within Interpol, they could not stir up any trouble either.
After all, the Police Force's Uniform Branch officers stationed in the office building now had complete control of the