Spokesperson of the Hong Kong Comprehensive Police Force

Chapter 897 Fortunately, there was no danger
The unexpected situation of Yuan Jiabao and the brothers in Group B immediately made Zhang Debiao's eyes filled with blood.

"No. 143 Yunli Street, take your people to rescue Huo Zhaotang!"

He always remained calm when faced with major events. Even though Zhang Debiao felt extremely anxious, he still forced himself to maintain his emotions.

"I now grant you the authority to fire freely!"

Having said that, Zhang Debiao emphasized it again.

"Remember, you can use guns, but you must ensure Huo Zhaotang's personal safety!"

If Huo Zhaotang was transferred, he might even be murdered.

Then he and his brothers would not only have to bear the responsibility for the failure of the mission, but even the extraordinary means they had just used would be infinitely magnified.

Since there is no evidence to convict He Weile and Wang Kun, the two gangsters, they will definitely not give up.

At the very least, He Weile, who was present at the scene, would definitely sue him and his brothers.

Even if they carried recording equipment with them during the operation, they had already recorded He Weile's confession.

However, if Huo Zhaotang cannot be rescued successfully, this recording will only become an illegal confession, and He Weile can completely explain it by saying that he could not endure the torture.

Even Zhang Debiao and his brothers would eventually be killed in court because of this recording.

The most urgent task at the moment is to ensure that Huo Zhaotang can return home safely.

At this moment, the only thing Zhang Debiao could do was pray in his heart.

I hope that the behavior of these two failed gangsters, He Weile and Wang Kun, can be as careful as possible.

Otherwise, he and his brothers would probably be in big trouble this time.

"Understood! Sir!"

Through the transmission and conversion of communication signals, Zhang Debiao could also feel Yuan Jiabao's current urgency.

"Abang, No. 143 Yunli Street, full speed ahead!"

"Everyone check your weapons and load your guns!"

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Taking a deep breath, Zhang Debiao hung up the phone and tried his best to keep himself calm.

He, Yuen Ka-po, and Cheung Chong-bang all came from the West Kowloon Region.

Other aspects may be different, but the action style has always inherited the iron-blooded and tough style of Big Brother Quan Sir.

The other brothers in Group B were originally CID detectives from the Kowloon East Region.

However, through his observations during the two years he served in the East Kowloon Region, he also had a general understanding of the abilities of the brothers in the next group.

As long as the rescue operation is quick and timely enough, the success rate is guaranteed.

Whether Huo Zhaotang can attend the stock market opening of Huo’s Bank in nine hours depends entirely on the performance of Yuan Jiabao and the brothers in Group B.

No matter how anxious Zhang Debiao was, he could just wait quietly for Yuan Jiabao to report back on the results of the action.

Even though he had the phone number of Ma Jun, the head of the New Territories South Operations Department, it was too late for him to request other support.

If Yuan Jiabao's operation goes smoothly, the time from contacting Ma Jun to dispatching support from the New Territories South will be enough to bring the case of Huo Zhaotang's kidnapping to a final and definite conclusion.

Instead of being as anxious as an ant on hot pot, it would be better to deal with Zhao Zhiqiang's problem calmly.

After all, this might very well be the last time he would teach his brothers by example.

"Sir, we are police officers, and we must keep our moral bottom line in mind in everything we do."

Turning his gaze to Zhao Zhiqiang who was standing obediently against the wall, Zhang Debiao slowly walked up to him and patted his shoulder earnestly.

"During the operation, we can consider some methods and approaches, including but not limited to using means beyond police precedent."

"As long as innocent citizens are not affected, I, as the boss, will take care of everything."

"For example, when we arrested He Weile just now, if he resisted, you could just shoot him."

"But since He Weile has confessed, there is no need for us to continue insulting him." "Otherwise, what is the difference between us and these gangsters?"

"The identity of a police officer is more than just wearing a uniform."

"My boss once told me these words."

"Now, I will relay it to you."

As he spoke, Zhang Debiao turned around and looked at the other brothers.

"Not only you, Young Master, you should also keep this in mind, Ao and Quan."

"As police officers, we must live up to the rank we hold."

He warned earnestly and solemnly: "Don't let the police badge on your head be stained by dirt at any time!"

There has never been a perfect person in this world.

Even these members of the disciplined forces who are responsible for maintaining law and order in Hong Kong have their own flaws to a greater or lesser extent.

But one thing is undeniable: perfect disciplinary regulations, as well as a sense of mission and responsibility, ensure the moral bottom line of members of the disciplined forces.

At the very least, obedience is the most basic principle of a disciplined force.

Whether Qiu Gangao, Mo Yiquan, Zhao Zhiqiang and others have truly taken Zhang Debiao's teachings to heart, only they themselves know best.

Anyway, their current attitude on the surface undoubtedly reflects their sincerity.

Especially Zhao Zhiqiang, his expression was extremely serious.

"Boss, I remember it!"

With his head held high and his chest puffed out, his body stood straight and tall like a pine or cypress, Zhao Zhiqiang nodded heavily in response.

"I hope so!"

Zhang Debiao raised his hand and patted Zhao Zhiqiang's shoulder again. He then found a seat and sat down slowly with some boredom.

Anyone can talk big, but the key lies in future performance.

It is out of the responsibility of a superior, or the care of a senior brother for the younger generation.

Zhang Debiao used the ideas he had once accepted to influence his brothers through words and deeds.

But whether he will have such an opportunity in the future depends entirely on the outcome of Yuan Jiabao's situation.

As Zhang Debiao's voice faded, the entire safe house became depressing.

Apart from everyone's breathing, the only sound was basically He Weile going back and forth in and out of the bathroom.

This atmosphere continued until He Weile staggered out of the bathroom for the fifth time.

"Jingle Bell!"

The crisp ringing of a telephone attracted the attention of everyone present.

It came from Zhang Debiao's arms, and was sent by Yuan Jiabao.

"Abao, what's going on?"

The moment the call was connected, Zhang Debiao's questions came out.

Brothers such as Qiu Gangao, Mo Yiquan, and Zhao Zhiqiang were also staring at the expressions of their superiors at this time.

"Brother Biao, everything went well, Huo Zhaotang is safe!"

Yuan Jiabao's reserved laughter was heard from the receiver.

"It was a near miss, a near miss!"

This made Zhang Debiao's tense nerves relax, and he let out a sigh as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

(End of this chapter)