Fanling Base in North New Territories was the headquarters of the Police Force's Mobile Unit, with a Senior Superintendent serving as Commander-in-Chief.
The Flying Tigers, where Ling Jing served, were also stationed at this base.
With the National Security DCP's convoy arriving, the Mobile Unit's management naturally dared not neglect the reception.
"Stop here!"
Opening his eyes slightly, Zhou Quan spoke with a calm expression.
The Mobile Unit's Deputy Head and the Flying Tigers Commander were waiting at the entrance to Fanling Base to welcome him. Sir Kwan naturally could not have the convoy drive straight past them.
He had come to check on Ling Jing's situation, not to cause trouble for Mobile Unit Headquarters.
Ling Jing was currently in custody, and there was nothing wrong with how the management of Mobile Unit Headquarters had handled the matter.
Everything complied with the Police Force's rules and regulations, so Zhou Quan naturally would not take his anger out on the management of Mobile Unit Headquarters.
Besides, Ling Jing's case had yet to be cleared up.
Under these circumstances, Zhou Quan was even less likely to make his position known.
The G4 convoy gradually slowed, finally stopping outside Fanling Base's main gate.
Ying Cheung-sam immediately opened his door and got out, then opened the car door for his boss.
The officer driving reacted just as quickly.
Like his superior, he opened the door on Chow Sing Sing's side.
"Good day, sir!"
Before Zhou Quan had even stepped out, a loud, familiar voice reached his ears.
Yang Zi'an, Deputy Head of Mobile Unit Headquarters and a Senior Superintendent of the Police Force, appeared before Sir Kwan in a crisp Uniform Branch uniform, giving a textbook Western-style military salute.
Yang Zi'an could also be considered an old acquaintance of Zhou Quan's.
When Zhou Quan