The Hong Kong Island Police Force and the mainland public security system were not connected, and there was no precise standard for matching their official ranks.
But how could Fang Xinwu not understand what the rank of Senior Assistant Commissioner in the Hong Kong Island Police Force meant?
In mainland terms, this was unquestionably a senior leader.
Especially after spending two years infiltrating the Golden Triangle, Fang Xinwu understood all the more deeply just how formidable a reputation Sir Kwan of the Hong Kong Island Police Force held among both criminals and law enforcement throughout Southeast Asia.
The fact that a figure of such stature had personally led a team on a cross-border drug operation was precisely why he had been so astonished at their first meeting.
As they chatted along the way, Fang Xinwu drove the Land Rover off-road vehicle onto a winding road through a tea plantation.
"This tea plantation covers quite an area!"
Looking at the lush green terraces of tea fields outside the window, Zhou Quan nodded thoughtfully.
"Since the Thaksin Government came to power, its work against drugs has produced some results."
As Fang Xinwu turned the steering wheel, he introduced the surrounding area to Zhou Quan.
"These dozen or so hills used to be poppy fields."
At this point, Fang Xinwu paused briefly, a flash of fierce killing intent passing through the depths of his eyes.
"Unfortunately, none of this can change the true nature of the Golden Triangle."
Zhou Quan was highly accomplished in psychology, and from Fang Xinwu's tone, he could tell that Fang Xinwu harbored an intense hatred for drugs and drug traffickers.
Besides, apart from his own abilities, Zhou Quan also had a God's-eye view.
With all the information about Fang Xinwu put together, how could Zhou Quan possibly not