For a moment, the entire conference room fell utterly silent.
Nearly ninety-nine percent of the Police Officers fixed their eyes on Zhou Quan, who sat one seat away from Number One.
The Police Force was adding a Deputy Commissioner post, one that would oversee national security.
Across the entire Police Force, who could fill that post other than Sir Kwan, the man who had single-handedly built and established the National Security Department?
To put it bluntly, if someone were parachuted in above Sir Kwan to keep him in check, even whether Sir Kwan and the elite officers under him would accept it remained unknown.
Whether Sir Kwan and those elite officers under his command would recognize and agree to it was still an unknown.
What was more, Number One had always valued and trusted Sir Kwan. He would never impose another restriction on him for no reason.
The highest-level official directive from the Hong Kong Government that Number One read aloud brought the same thought to every Police Officer present.
The current head of the Police Force-or rather, the entire Hong Kong Government decision-making level-was preparing to pave the way for Sir Kwan.
Once Number One took honourable retirement, Sir Kwan would most likely succeed him as the head of the Police Force.
This was by no means impossible. After all, Number One himself had risen to Police Force Deputy Commissioner and then Commissioner within the space of a single year.
Judging by the Hong Kong Government's retirement-age regulations, Number One had at least two years left in office.
Two years was neither particularly long nor particularly short, but it was enough to ensure a smooth handover between Sir Kwan and Number One.
Ultimately, the newly created National Security DCP post had an extraordinarily broad remit.
This newly promoted senior