With Ah Fei's full cooperation, the evidence of Wong Po's crimes was soon compiled.
Next, naturally, came the final sweep of the Pig Slaughter Operation.
Picking up the statement notebook and leafing through it, Zhou Quan glanced at Ah Fei, who now looked as though a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.
"Ah Zhan, take him to the holding cell."
He turned to He Wenzhan beside him and instructed, "Keep watch over him around the clock. Don't leave his side for a second!"
This thug was the key witness to bringing Wong Po to justice. Until he appeared in court, Zhou Quan would certainly ensure his absolute safety.
Although Wong Po was already suspended by his handcuffs in another holding cell by Zhou Quan and was essentially incapable of causing any more trouble.
Still, no matter what, it was best to exercise caution.
Throughout the entire Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station, apart from his uncle Wong Bing Yiu, only He Wenzhan had truly earned Zhou Quan's trust.
Naturally, He Wenzhan was the only choice to guard and protect Ah Fei.
"Rest assured, sir. I absolutely won't let anything happen to him."
He Wenzhan nodded firmly, understanding what his superior meant.
"Good!"
With a slight nod, Zhou Quan tucked the statement notebook under his arm and walked out of the interrogation room.
He still needed to organize the operation's final sweep.
Clap, clap, clap...
As soon as he pulled open the interrogation room door, a continuous burst of applause greeted him amid a throng of moving figures.
Led by Wong Bing Yiu, the officers who had been listening in from the observation room all gave Zhou Quan a resounding ovation.
"Well done, Chun!"
Only when he reached Zhou Quan did Wong Bing Yiu stop clapping.
"Putting what you've learned into practice. Now that's truly putting what you've learned into practice!"
Raising an arm to wrap it around Zhou Quan's shoulders, Wong Bing Yiu made no attempt to hide his affection for him.
As Zhou Quan's elder, Wong Bing Yiu naturally knew that he had also pursued a bachelor's degree in psychology as a minor.
Wong Bing Yiu was no stranger to psychology as a discipline, either.
After all, psychological counseling was a very popular profession in Hong Kong Island at the time.
Their Yau Tsim District Police Headquarters had a psychological counselor they worked with regularly.
Tai Kwun in Central even had a dedicated Psychological Assessment Department.
Precisely because of this, Wong Bing Yiu knew very well how difficult it was to achieve anything in psychology.
Yet compared with his Elder Nephew's performance just now, Wong Bing Yiu found the psychological counselors the Police Force had long worked with and trained utterly pathetic.
"Thank you, sir!"
Faced with his uncle's repeated praise, Zhou Quan smiled and crisply delivered a regulation salute.
After all, there were still many outsiders present, so Zhou Quan certainly needed to be more formal.
"Sir, the Pig Slaughter Operation has achieved a major breakthrough."
Then, with a solemn expression, Zhou Quan reported, "Please give us your instructions for the work ahead, sir."
Had any other higher-ranking officer been standing before him, Zhou Quan certainly would not have relinquished command of this operation.
He could offer to share the credit, but he would never allow an outsider to snatch the fruits of his victory.
But if that person was one of his elders, his attitude was entirely different.
After all, Zhou Quan had deeply engraved his elders' devoted care for him in his heart.
Whenever there was anything he could do to help them, he would absolutely consider it his duty and spare no effort.
Zhou Quan felt this way, and how could Wong Bing Yiu feel any differently?
Faced with Zhou Quan's offer to hand over control of the operation, Wong Bing Yiu shook his head decisively.
"Chun, you're the commander of this Pig Slaughter Operation. Naturally, you'll remain responsible for everything that follows."
Wong Bing Yiu thrust out his slightly protruding Buddha belly and lent his Elder Nephew his backing with an authoritative expression.
With those words from him, even William, the Big Sir of the Yau Tsim District Anti-Triad Unit, or the commander of the West Kowloon Region Anti-Triad Unit could forget about snatching the fruits of his Elder Nephew's victory.
Wong Bing Yiu had always regarded Zhou Quan as his own son. Naturally, he did not want too much of his Elder Nephew's credit shared out.
An Inspector commanding his own squad had successfully dismantled Wong Po's drug-manufacturing and trafficking criminal organization.
The impact this could have far exceeded that of an operation commanded and organized by that foreigner William or the regional Anti-Triad Unit's Big Sir.
Moreover, Wong Bing Yiu already held the rank of Senior Superintendent, just one step away from the Senior Directorate of the Hong Kong Police Force.
Yet what appeared to be a single step was, in reality, a thousand miles.
Never mind a mere Wong Po-even if he personally commanded operations to take down ten more Wong Pos, it might not be enough to raise him another rank.
For Zhou Quan, however, it was a different story.
The record of personally commanding and organizing this operation, along with the results ultimately achieved.
Those would undoubtedly provide considerable help in Zhou Quan's promotion to Senior Inspector.
Add to that the brilliant display he had just given, applying psychology with astonishing skill.
He might even receive an opportunity to take the Senior Inspector promotion assessment as soon as the case concluded.
After all, Probationary Inspector, Inspector, and Senior Inspector were all squad commander ranks.
For example, Chan Kwok-chung, who had concealed his illness, commanded B Group as a Senior Inspector after battling Wong Po for several years.
Ma Jun, Zhou Quan's classmate from the same intake, who was later transferred in to replace Chan Kwok-chung, likewise held the rank of Senior Inspector.
Now that his Elder Nephew had a chance to qualify for the promotion examination ahead of time, Wong Bing Yiu would naturally spare no effort to help him.
"Chun, what are you planning to do next?"
Although Wong Bing Yiu had declined Zhou Quan's offer to hand over control, his concern for Zhou Quan still compelled him to ask.
After all, this operation involved dismantling a vicious drug-trafficking and manufacturing organization, and it was Zhou Quan's first time commanding such a major operation.
To prevent Zhou Quan from making any mistakes during the operation, how could Wong Bing Yiu truly stand by and watch? He would certainly provide support and guidance behind the scenes.
"Sir, to make absolutely certain, I intend to contact the PTU and SDU for support."
Without any hesitation or delay, Zhou Quan immediately gave his answer.
"We'll strike straight at their heart with overwhelming force and destroy Wong Po's drug factory and warehouse in one fell swoop."
Drug traffickers were a pack of utterly ruthless thugs. How could they possibly surrender without a fight when the Police Force closed in?
According to the statement Ah Fei had just given, there was certainly no shortage of firearms in that Western-style house by the mountain.
Relying solely on the twenty-odd Anti-Triad Unit officers under Zhou Quan's command, even though he was extremely confident in his own abilities.
For safety's sake, however, calling in tactical support from the Mobile Unit, or even the Special Duties Unit, was still very necessary.
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