Hong Kong Police Force Chief

An assistant suddenly stopped him, which made Feisha stunned on the spot.

A few seconds later, he woke up because of the burning eyes of He Wenzhan and Shao Meiqi.

Feisha lifted up his tactical vest belatedly and touched the holster on his waist belatedly.

"Damn it, those thugs must have touched my gun in the chaos."

At this time, Feisha didn't care about the presence of his superiors, he directly burst out a swear word.

What are the consequences of losing his gun? As a police officer, how could he not know?

At this moment, the fear in his heart even covered up the pain of his physical injuries.

Feisha's reaction was extremely slow, but someone in the field was doing things swiftly and decisively.

Shao Meiqi, who has always been upright and abides by police regulations, raised her hand and pressed the FM knob of the walkie-talkie on her shoulder.

She calmly asked Zhou Quan, "Sir, should I report to the headquarters?"

Since Zhou Quan, the assistant, was present, Shao Meiqi did not report directly to the headquarters.

Before Zhou Quan gave any instructions, Feisha had completely lost his composure.

"Sir, the director will promote me next month."

Feisha rubbed his hands, and he came to Zhou Quan, begging with a flattering face, "Sir, can you be flexible?

I know those gangsters, they are Ma Wei's subordinates, I promise to find the gun back."

After the words fell from his mouth, Feisha looked up at Zhou Quan with expectation.

His shameless words changed the expressions on Shao Meiqi and the other PTU police officers' faces.

Letting his own assistant know and not report, isn't it dragging his own assistant into the water?

If something evil happened because of the police gun, his own assistant would definitely be implicated.

Even the members of their group could not escape the relationship.

"Assistant..."

Only He Wenzhan showed a bit of hesitation on his face.

He and Feisha were of the same period, and they had a good relationship.

In addition, He Wenzhan was always kind to his colleagues.

Wearing this uniform means you are one of us.

Now his brother is about to be promoted. If the gun loss incident is reported to the main station.

Then not only will his promotion be ruined, but he may even be dismissed and sent to court.

If Zhou Quan, the assistant, was not present at the moment, according to He Wenzhan's character, he would definitely help Feisha take the risk.

But Zhou Quan was present, and he was the direct commander of their group.

No matter how much He Wenzhan wanted to protect his brother's future, he could not persuade his superior to bend the law for personal gain.

Therefore, after hesitating for a while, he finally did not speak.

Zhou Quan first looked at He Wenzhan with some surprise, and then turned his eyes to Shao Meiqi.

"Don't rush to report to the headquarters for now."

Waving his hand, Zhou Quan gave his instructions.

Shao Meiqi was a little surprised, and she immediately prepared to persuade her assistant.

For example, Feisha, an anti-gangster police officer who has been in contact with gangsters for a long time, is inevitably stained with some gangster spirit.

Although he will not bully the citizens, his behavior is definitely not very disciplined.

In the heart of an upright police officer like Shao Meiqi, there is actually some resistance to Feisha.

Her assistant has a bright future, so she naturally does not want to see her assistant implicated by someone like Feisha.

However, before Shao Meiqi could speak, Zhou Quan's order had already been issued one step ahead.

"Everyone, first look for Chief Lin's gun under the garbage in the alley."

Looking around the team members in the alley, Zhou Quan spoke out.

Although he has no relatives or friends with Feisha, what He Wenzhan said makes sense.

They are all brothers, and Zhou Quan does not want to see Feisha convicted.

After all, Zhou Quan knew the whereabouts of the police gun.

Zhou Quan's words made all the police officers in the scene a little confused.

This deep alley was full of discarded plastic and paper shells. It was possible that Feisha's police gun was covered under the garbage when it fell.

Come to think of it, Mawei was just a gangster from a small society.

Do his subordinates really have the courage to snatch the police officer's gun?

If it was just a black stick to beat Feisha, then even if the police team found out afterwards.

It is also entirely possible to use personal grudges as an excuse to push a few brothers as scapegoats.

But if it was a robbery of a police officer's gun, then this matter would be exposed.

Not to mention the current Tsim Sha Tsui, I am afraid that the entire Yau Tsim District will set off a wave of anti-gang crackdowns on societies.

Therefore, the speculation of his own assistant is quite in line with the actual situation.

"Yes, sir!"

Everyone responded in unison, and then followed Zhou Quan's instructions to search the garbage on both sides of the alley.

"Yes, yes, yes! Look under the garbage."

At this time, Feisha was also awakened from a dream.

Because of the pain of his injuries and the fear of being caught by an assistant for losing his gun, he didn't consider this at all.

Now that Zhou Quan reminded him, he immediately staggered to the place where he was beaten unconscious before.

All the police officers worked together, and in just a few minutes, they turned over the garbage on both sides of the alley.

"Assistant, found it!"

Shao Meiqi cheered and pulled out a dark .38 revolver from under a pile of newspapers and plastic bags.

After all, it was her team that first found the unconscious Feisha, so she led people to search near that location.

Just as Zhou Quan knew, Feisha's police gun was successfully found.

Zhou Quan took the police gun from Shao Meiqi and shook his wrist to throw out the revolver magazine.

After finding that there were no missing bullets, Zhou Quan handed the police gun to Feisha, who had already run to his side with an expectant look on his face.

"Be more careful in the future. Losing a police gun is not a trivial matter."

Looking at the bandage on Feisha's forehead, Zhou Quan comforted and said, "Your injuries are not light. Go home and rest!"

Feisha took the police gun and immediately inserted it into the holster on his waist.

"Thank you, sir!"

Then, Feisha bowed repeatedly with gratitude on his face and said, "Thank you for your trouble, assistant."

"Fall in!"

Nodding slightly, Zhou Quan did not say anything more to Feisha, but looked at the police officers under his command.

"Continue patrolling!"

After the words fell from his mouth, Zhou Quan walked out of the alley first.

The reason why he helped Feisha retrieve his gun, in addition to not wanting to see his colleagues convicted, there was a more important reason.

That is, he wanted to eliminate Feisha's influence in his plan tonight, so that his brothers under his command could make meritorious deeds alone.