Hong Kong Police Force Chief

There is no doubt about Zhou Xingxing's ability to do things. He took four police officers and accompanied the white-headed man on a trip.

Jiang He Xingsheng's leading stick and the seabed roster were brought back to the box safely and smoothly.

A short black wooden stick slightly longer than the palm of your hand, and a thread-bound red leather book.

Looking at the two items in front of him, Zhou Quan glanced at Zhou Xingxing.

Instantly understanding what he meant, Zhou Xingxing nodded heavily.

He watched the white-headed man take these two items out from a hidden tree hole with his own eyes.

After that, he kept carrying it close to his body to ensure that it had not passed through the hands of outsiders.

Nodding slightly, Zhou Quan opened the red leather-threaded book, and found out the details of Zhuo Yunbiao, Xu Jinquan, and Xing Sheng's uncles.

This undersea roster does not appear to be a fake.

Immediately, Zhou Quan waved to Zhuo Yunbiao, and he said calmly: "Mr. Zhuo, please!"

He knew what secrets were hidden in the faucet stick, but he had no idea how to open it.

In order to ensure that the integrity of the document inside the faucet stick is not damaged, it is better to have it handled by someone who knows the basics.

"Sir Zhou, this dragon-headed stick was made of iron wood by the original grandfathers."

Zhuo Yunbiao stood up, sighed, and said with great embarrassment: "The inside is a wooden tube with a hollow middle and interlocking mortise and tenon joints. There is a protective layer of iron wood on the outside to carve and decorate the dragon pattern. "

"If you don't borrow tools, you can't open it at all!"

The texture of iron wood is very hard. Zhuo Yunbiao is old and weak, so he has no strength to handle this faucet stick with his bare hands.

"Peng Zai, go get the toolbox from my car. It's in the trunk, a black box."

Zhou Quan did not embarrass the old guy. He turned his attention to Peng Yixing.

Within a few minutes, Peng Yixing left and returned, placing a toolbox in front of Zhuo Yunbiao.

Zhuo Yunbiao found a hacksaw from it. He turned the turntable on the table and turned them and Xing Sheng's faucet stick in front of him.

Looking at the dragon-headed stick in front of him that had witnessed their rise and fall for hundreds of years, Zhuo Yunbiao couldn't help but have a sad look in the depths of his eyes.

He never thought that the faucet stick would be damaged in his hands.

The most important thing is that he now has to personally hand over the evidence that they and Xingsheng Grandpas betrayed the national justice.

Zhuo Yunbiao bit his lower lip tightly, and there was even a trace of blood.

With a fierce look in his eyes, he finally sawed off the dragon-patterned protective shell on the outermost layer of the faucet stick.

Immediately, a palm-long wooden tube appeared in front of everyone present.

Zhuo Yunbiao did not open the wooden tube directly, but went around the dining table himself and delivered it to Zhou Quan.

"Sir Zhou, what you want is right here."

Holding the wooden tube in both hands, Zhuo Yunbiao bowed and presented it to Zhou Quan.

Raising his hand to pick up the wooden tube, Zhou Quan solemnly put the document into the inner pocket of his suit.

He kept the thread-bound version of the roster at hand.

"Mr. Zhuo, I, Zhou, cannot guarantee what kind of consequences the contents here will bring to you and Xingsheng."

Zhou Quan looked around at the crowd of uncles and hexingsheng in the field, and finally fixed his gaze on Zhuo Yunbiao.

"If you and Xing Sheng can get through this."

He solemnly promised: "Then in my jurisdiction, Mr. Zhou, you and Xingsheng can have a bowl of rice to eat!"

"But there is one thing. From now on, you must keep to yourself, be honest, and abide by the rules made by me, Zhou."

Zhuo Yunbiao just nodded with a grimace and did not speak.

When the document from a century ago is exposed, what will happen to He Xingsheng.

Sir Zhou in front of him can't guarantee it, let alone himself.

But if they and Xing Sheng are lucky, they won't be implicated because of this document.

So Sir Zhou's promise is obviously extremely beneficial to them.

Holding his hands and fists, Zhuo Yunbiao returned the courtesy to Zhou Quan.

Immediately, he returned to his seat bleakly.

In order to wait for the dragon head stick and the undersea roster, the waiter in the restaurant has asked several times whether it is time to serve hot pot.

Now that the business has concluded, of course it’s time for the banquet to begin.

Even though Zhuo Yunbiao's heart was extremely bitter, even if delicacies from mountains and seas entered his mouth, they would taste like chewing wax.

However, Sir Zhou personally invited them to help him, so how could they dare not to give Sir Zhou this face?

No matter how the uncles He Xingsheng felt, Zhou Quan and his brothers enjoyed the meal very much.

The hotpot served at You Tsim Mong Restaurant is also considered a specialty in Yau Tsim Mong’s catering industry and will certainly not disappoint.

Because they didn't drink, Zhou Quan and the other police officers quickly ate and drank.

As for Zhuo Yunbiao and others and Xing Sheng's uncle, they are already old and cannot eat as much as young people like Zhou Quan and others who are in their prime.

Coupled with the damage to the faucet stick, they were even less in a good mood to eat and put down their chopsticks early.

So Zhou Quan didn't waste any time and stood up directly to end tonight's sideshow.

After politely rejecting Zhuo Yunbiao and others' offer to pay the bill, Zhou Quan settled all the expenses for tonight by himself.

He forced Zhuo Yunbiao to hand over the dragon head stick and the underwater list in a tough manner. If he had to pay for this hot pot, it would be a bit too bullying.

Although in Zhou Quan's heart, the gangsters were a bunch of rubbish.

But Zhou Quan would still give some preferential treatment to the gangsters who were willing to cooperate with him and not cause trouble for him.

Zhuo Yunbiao and Xu Jinquan tonight were obviously the gangsters who were willing to cooperate with Zhou Quan.

The two of them knew the current situation, which made Zhou Quan feel a little good.

As for the people who talked about Xingsheng a hundred years ago, Zhou Quan did not comment too much.

How to deal with them requires the consideration of the big men at the top.

After saying goodbye to his brothers, Zhou Quan returned to the car alone.

He took out the wooden tube from his arms and opened it in two according to the texture of the mortise and tenon structure.

Looking at the rolled parchment in the half wooden tube, Zhou Quan's mouth gradually curved a little.

This kind of parchment is highly regarded by many European nobles and is used to record some important documents.

Therefore, Zhou Quan can conclude that this is the document that the foreigners from the Political Department and MI5 tried so hard to get.

Carefully pulling out the document and flattening it, Zhou Quan finally confirmed the authenticity of the document.

There is no need to mention the other contents. The seal on the document alone completely confirms this point.

It is the mark of a noble family of the foreigners, with unique anti-counterfeiting marks.