Spokesperson of the Hong Kong Comprehensive Police Force

Chapter 793 Quan Kaka, hello!

Chen Zhijie, who went to the international airport to welcome the South Korean delegation, happened to be returning to the police force's Tai Kwun parking lot with his brothers from the International Affairs Department.

Chen Zhijie was naturally familiar with the license plate of his boss's official car.

He was not sure about the outcome of the operation at the scene for the time being, but he knew that his boss had personally gone out, which undoubtedly represented a very serious situation.

As a member of the special T team, Chen Zhijie must rush to his boss' side as soon as possible.

Even though Team T is almost no longer in use, how could he sit idly by and watch his boss take risks?
The other members of Team T were either at the scene of the action or had received orders to stay at their posts.

Only Chen Zhijie has neither mission nor orders.

Representatives from South Korea and North Korea have already arrived at the police headquarters, and there is basically nothing for him to do next.

As for the work of receiving the other party, the International Affairs Department has plenty of police officers who can perform the task.

What's more, how can these people from the two Koreas compare to the weight represented by their own bosses?

Before the business car he was riding in came to a complete stop, he opened the door and ran to his boss.

"Boss, I'm Chen Zhijie from Team T, please follow you!"

Raising his hand to salute, Chen Zhijie's face showed an extremely resolute expression.

Seeing Chen Zhijie's actions, the two Han and three other people in the car who were originally a little confused couldn't help but reveal a look of realization in their eyes.

How could the three of them not know Sir Quan, the actual manager of the Hong Kong Police Force and a well-known figure in law enforcement agencies in the entire Asia-Pacific region?

This made the three of them move quickly and hurriedly got out of the business car.

Compared with Park Woo-cheol and Shin Mi-kyung, Choi Min-ho has a longer-term vision and a sharper mind.

It was late at night, and Sir Quan of the Hong Kong Island Police Force was preparing to leave the police station in Tai Kwun by car.

In addition, there are special vehicles such as fire trucks in the accompanying convoy.

This undoubtedly means one thing, that is, something special may have happened at the operation site regarding the DC-8 transaction.

"Hello, Quan Kaka!"

Choi Min-ho took a step forward, bowed deeply, and spoke respectfully.

"I am Choi Min-ho, director of the National Intelligence Service of the Republic of Korea. It is an honor to meet you!"

"I'm so bold as to ask if you're here for the DC-8?"

"If so, please be sure to bring me along."

"As an expert in handling DC-8 incidents in the Republic of Korea, I can definitely help you and the Hong Kong Island Police Force!"

Compared to when he was facing Chen Zhijie, Cui Minhao is more humble now.

Of course, in addition to his respect for Sir Quan of the Hong Kong Police Force, he also has another thought.

He could guess that Zhou Quan went out late at night for the DC-8, so how could he be willing to miss the opportunity to get in touch with the DC-8 for the first time?

"Hello, Director Cui!"

With a slight nod, Zhou Quan exchanged greetings with the other party in a simple and calm manner.

Although he was not wearing a Chinese-Korean bilingual translator, this did not affect his communication with the other party.

Chinese culture has a long history of influence on the Asia-Pacific region, and small languages ​​like Korean are originally borrowed from Chinese.

According to Mr. Kwon's ability, listening, speaking, reading and writing Korean are not a problem at all.

Of course, he spoke Chinese when he opened his mouth, and the other party still needed the assistance of a translator.

"Jie Zai, you are responsible for entertaining Director Cui and other representatives from the two Koreas."

Zhou Quan didn't pay much attention to the South Korean director Cui. He turned his attention to Chen Zhijie. "The target is Dexing Street in Jordan. Get on the bus and go!"

Zhou Quan had no intention of rejecting Cui Minhao's request.

After all, a consensus had already been reached on this trilateral joint action by China, North Korea and South Korea.

South Korea's National Intelligence Service and North Korea's Ministry of Foreign Affairs had negotiated with the Hong Kong government in advance.

It would have been fine if Choi Min-ho and the other two hadn't arrived at the police station in time, since they happened to run into Zhou Quan and the others in the parking lot as they were getting ready to leave.

Then it is a reasonable request for the other three people to participate in the next action.

In this regard, Zhou Quan will not influence or obstruct the other party.

He needs to ensure complete control of the Hong Kong Island police force, but on the surface he will also make sure that South Korea and North Korea are able to get by.

Under Zhou Quan's instructions, the convoy slowly drove out of the Tai Kwun parking lot.

Then they turned on the strobe lights and rushed to the Dexing Street parking lot at full speed with the police lights and sirens flashing and blaring.

What was supposed to be a fifteen-minute drive was completed in less than ten minutes.

At this moment, the entire Dexing Street area has been blocked off and under martial law by Company B of the Mobile Force stationed in the West Kowloon Police District.

All the people were evacuated, and only the disciplined forces from Hong Kong Island continued to gather here.

All decisions made on the scene were made by Kuang Zhili on the spot.

He did not inform the public of the existence of the DC-8, but simply blocked off martial law around Dexing Street on the pretext of a terrorist attack.

The reason is simple. If the DC-8 is safe, then everything will be fine.

But if there was a problem with the DC-8, not to mention a small Dexing Street, even the entire Kowloon Island would not be spared.

In this case, appropriate confidentiality measures are necessary.

Expanding the blockade procedure to Kowloon Island or even the entire Hong Kong Island is actually a futile effort.

The official motorcade of the Police Force at Tai Kwun passed through the blue and white cordon and headed straight for the underground car park on Tak Hing Street.

"Boss, the situation ahead is not clear yet."

In car number two, Luo Danian began to persuade his boss again with a worried look on his face.

"You can just get off outside the cordon. Why go into the danger zone?"

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Zhou Quan leaned back in the back seat with a calm expression. He looked as if he was resting with his eyes closed.

"It doesn't matter. Although Tai Kwun EOD has not started work yet, the bomb disposal experts in West Kowloon must have conducted a site survey."

Zhou Quan's voice seemed like an ancient well without ripples, not affected at all and not unusual.

"There is no news now, which is the best situation."

Putting aside the fact that Zhou Quan knew the strengths and weaknesses of the DC-8, Kuang Zhili's response measures alone explained the situation on the scene.

Although Zhang Zaishan, the senior bomb director of EOD, has not yet entered the working state, this does not mean that the professionals in West Kowloon will be idle.

Detecting the extent of nuclear radiation at the scene will undoubtedly be the first task that will be carried out.

If a nuclear leak really occurred, it would be impossible for Kwong Chi-lap to just block off the area around Dexing Street.

After all, the explosion of the DC-8 is one thing, but whether it was leaked is another matter.

The police convoy from Tai Kwun continued to move forward until it reached the entrance to the underground parking lot, where it was stopped.

All frontline operational commanders headed by Kwong Chi-lap and senior officials of the West Kowloon Police District gathered here.

(End of this chapter)