The National Security Department's convoy slowly drove out through the gates of the Fanling base, then sped back to Tai Kwun at full speed.
During the drive, Zhou Quan spoke in an even voice, his eyes half closed.
"Ah Sing, what do you think?"
Chow Sing Sing had not contacted Ling Jing directly, but when speaking with Yang Zi'an and the other Mobile Unit managers, how could he not have asked about Ling Jing's situation?
Five full days had passed since the hostage had been accidentally killed, and the Mobile Unit was investigating the details of Ling Jing's case.
Since the hearing process had yet to begin, no valid, compliant closing report had been produced.
But the Mobile Unit's management certainly had some understanding of Ling Jing's specific circumstances.
Through Yang Zi'an and the others, Chow Sing Sing had also learned the broad outlines of Ling Jing's situation.
"Boss, as long as Ah Jing's explanation is truthful and reliable, he won't be in too much trouble this time."
Without any hesitation, Chow Sing Sing immediately reported his thoughts to his boss.
"He was carrying out his duties normally. Ah Jing won't have to bear any legal liability."
"But it's also a fact that a hostage was accidentally killed. I'm afraid a demerit on his record will be unavoidable."
Whenever a Police Force operation caused harm to anyone other than criminals and operational personnel, someone would certainly be held accountable afterward.
The only difference was how the circumstances were judged.
Whether to impose a severe punishment or simply let the matter pass with a light touch was what the higher-ups needed to consider.
A hostage accidentally killed by the Police Force was clearly not something that could be settled with a light touch.
Even if the Police Force had been carrying