Wing, Yeung Kam Wing, was a junior schoolmate whom Zhou Quan valued highly and had personally trained and mentored.
He was about two years younger than Zhou Quan, only in his early thirties.
Yet he had already worn a Bauhinia on his shoulder for some time.
His commissioned rank in the Police Force alone was enough to demonstrate the bright future ahead of him.
What was more, he was a Superintendent in Zhou Quan's inner circle and a member of the National Security Department's management.
As long as nothing went wrong for Yeung Kam Wing, he was certain to have a place in the Police Force core management in the future.
Any investigation entrusted to him carried considerable weight throughout the National Security Department.
Most importantly, Yeung Kam Wing was merely the officer responsible for carrying out the actual operations, working under a Special Investigation Task Force.
All three Commanders of their Political Investigation Department were members of this task force.
Their immediate superior, Kwan Man Chin, served as its deputy leader.
As for the task force leader, that role was personally filled by Luo Danian, the National Security Department's Deputy Commissioner.
Zhou Quan had personally ordered this investigation.
Naturally, he was thoroughly familiar with the specifics of its work.
Could Lydia, Ma Cheuk-yin, and Gilbert Lee have let something slip?
Zhou Quan narrowed his eyes slightly, his interest piqued.
The existence of turncoats within the Marine Police, Customs, and the Immigration Department did not surprise Zhou Quan in the slightest.
After all, even their own Police Force could not claim to have completely cleaned house.
Zhou Quan had also long anticipated that there were masterminds operating at a deeper level behind these turncoats.
After all, the three departments were independent of one another. Without someone secretly taking the lead,