Zhou Quan did not care in the slightest whether Nai Kun lived or died.
He only felt it was a pity that he had never directly crossed swords with the old fox.
The only thing that surprised Zhou Quan somewhat was that, just as he had set his sights on the Nai Family, Nai Kun had been shot dead on his own turf.
In fact, Zhou Quan had long known how Nai Kun would end up.
He simply had no way of knowing exactly when Nai Kun would die.
He only had a rough idea: the day the five bosses under the Nai Family handed over their payments.
As for whether it would be the fourteenth this year or the fourteenth next year, Zhou Quan had no idea at all.
Still, that alone was enough for Zhou Quan to make preparations.
"Any news from the Paparazzi?"
Zhou Quan found an empty seat at random and sat down, then asked He Wenzhan.
Knowing full well that Nai Kun would die at Lau Kin-ming's hands, how could Zhou Quan possibly fail to make arrangements in advance?
The theater under Nai Kun's name was merely a private opera club he had formed with a few old opera friends. It had never been open for business.
Ever since Zhou Quan had decided to investigate the Nai Family, he had stationed surveillance officers around Nai Kun's theater.
Zhou Quan was not the only one who knew how to plant surveillance officers to watch members of the Nai Family. The Major Crimes Unit was no exception.
But Wong Chi Shing's scheme lay behind Nai Kun's assassination this time.
He must have transferred the Major Crimes Unit's Paparazzi away in advance.
But how could Wong Chi Shing possibly know about the men Zhou Quan had secretly dispatched?