Regardless of whether Withaya harbored any selfish intentions, the support he was currently giving the Hong Kong Island Police Force was beyond question.
One Special Police team was openly assigned to security duties, while three more teams stood by nearby at all times.
By their standard staffing, the Special Police Withaya had mobilized numbered forty to fifty men.
Combined with the weapons and equipment they carried, they were fully capable of waging a small-scale war.
This backup force would go a long way toward ensuring the safety of He Wenzhan and his men.
For both professional and personal reasons, once He Wenzhan returned safely to Hong Kong Island, he would have to report this to the senior officers above him.
With Police Major General Withaya offering such wholehearted assistance, how could the Hong Kong Island Police Force fail to show its appreciation?
Leaving everything else aside, an official letter of thanks was the bare minimum.
To Withaya, the letter itself was not important.
What he truly cared about were the senior officers in the Hong Kong Island Police Force's core leadership above He Wenzhan.
In particular, Withaya knew very well that the boss He Wenzhan referred to was Sir Kwan, the Hong Kong Island Police Force's Number One.
Strengthening his connection with Sir Kwan was the real purpose behind his subtle bid for credit just now.
Of course, he was not in a position to contact Sir Kwan directly. That was a senior figure on the same level as his superior, Police General Phongsaphat.
But as long as he could further improve Sir Kwan's impression of him, all the care he had put into this would not have been wasted.
"Then let me wish you and your men success in advance, Sir He!"
Police Major General Withaya had already looked