Hong Kong Police Force Chief

Zhou Xingxing and He Wenzhan were leaning next to the invisible tank of the security department, waiting boredly for the arrival of the concierge convoy from Gui Lao's side to attend the handover ceremony of Hong Kong Island's return.

The other party's route from Guilao Port Governor's Mansion, as well as the time taken, are all under the control of the Security Department.

Therefore, Zhou Xingxing arrived at the right time, and it took less than three minutes for He Wenzhan and others to start the operation.

More than a dozen official vehicles belonging to the Gui Lao Hong Kong Governor's Office appeared in the sights of Zhou Xingxing and He Wenzhan.

The traffic police cleared the way, and members of the VIP protection team who were responsible for doing some superficial work drove behind the traffic police's motorcycle.

The police officer responsible for leading the team is Ying Changsen, who works under Guan Wenzhan and has been promoted to senior inspector.

The senior inspector of the Security Department is indeed a prominent figure within the police force.

But compared to the protected Gui Lao side, Ying Changsen's level was a little low.

After all, in Gui Lao's convoy, there was not only the last governor of Gui Lao, but also a prince who came from their ancestral home to represent the Gui Lao royal family.

But Ying Changsen is the only police officer responsible for the security of Gui Lao.

It can be seen from this that the current police force does not take the Gui Lao Hong Kong Governor's Administration to heart at all.

Of course, Gui Lao did not place his own safety on the police force.

Their specific security work is actually the responsibility of MI5.

With his eyes playfully watching the concierge convoy from Gui Lao's side approaching the intersection, Zhou Xingxing's sneer at the corner of his mouth became more obvious.

At this moment, the place has already entered a state of traffic control.

In order to target the concierge convoy on Gui Lao's side, even ordinary vehicles were persuaded by the traffic police to divert to other roads.

Under the no-passage roadblock sign and the traffic police's gesture, Gui Lao's convoy was stopped directly.

Naturally, the traffic police and security personnel at the front who were responsible for guiding the way would not have any objections.

Especially Commander Ying Changsen, how could he not understand the meaning of the existence of these brothers in front of him?

You know, the route and location of Gui Lao's concierge fleet were all information he provided to He Wenzhan.

Ying Changsen and other members of the police force were sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, but the MI5 agents behind him who were actually responsible for the security of Gui Lao obviously could no longer maintain their composure.

A detective in a suit pushed open the door and got out of the car, and began to negotiate with the traffic police who blocked the road.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Xingxing knew it was time for him to end.

The traffic policeman was just following orders and doing things. Of course he couldn't let his own men bear such heavy pressure.

"I am Superintendent Zhou Xingxing of the Security Department, responsible for the security of nearby routes."

Zhou Xingxing took He Wenzhan and other T-Team police officers and passed directly by the ghostly MI5 agent.

"There is a serious accident ahead, and I need to make a special trip to report to the Hong Kong Governor!"

Superintendent Zhou, who looked after the big boss behind him in everything, didn't take the ghost guy in front of him seriously at all.

He just showed his power of attorney and issued a notice to the other party, without any intention of asking for instructions.

There was a look of irritation on the face of the ghost detective. He deliberately wanted to stop Zhou Xingxing, or even forcibly stopped Zhou Xingxing's actions.

But the automatic rifles held in the arms of He Wenzhan and others, as well as the new epaulettes and cap badges worn on their bodies, finally made him suppress his anger.

He is a ghost, but not an idiot.

Nowadays, the sovereignty of Hong Kong Island has not been completely handed over, but the police officers in front of them have already changed their logos.

The deep meaning behind it is terrifying to think about.

Unless they want to directly engage in a firefight with the police officer in front of them, it's best to stay honest.

Glancing at the ghost detective with indifference, Zhou Xingxing led people directly to the car of the ghost port governor.

In the past few decades, Zhou Xingxing was naturally familiar with the license plate that represented the highest authority in Hong Kong Island.

"Bang bang bang!"

Without scruples, he raised his hand and knocked on the window of Gui Lao Hong Kong Governor's car. Zhou Xingxing did not have the etiquette of knocking on the door of his own boss's office.

Superintendent Zhou, who had always been lively and out-of-the-box, now had a rare expression on his face, just like the cold-faced evil spirit next to him.

"What are you going to do? Why are you blocking the convoy's path?"

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing the face of a ghost man with sparse white hair and an ugly expression.

Christopher Francis Patten, whose Chinese name is Patten, was the last governor of Hong Kong Island.

"Sir, there has been a car accident on the Central-Wan Chai Bypass turning right ahead, and it is temporarily impassable."

Zhou Xingxing raised his hand in salute and said calmly: "I'm very sorry, sir, please take a detour."

Although he didn't take the ghostly port governor in front of him who was about to leave, but due to his own discipline, this military salute was still very standard.

However, Zhou Xingxing's actions were full of ridicule in Patten's eyes.

Although Patten is over fifty, his eyesight is still very healthy.

How could he not see the police rank on Zhou Xingxing's shoulder and the cap badge on his head?

These two police logos, which were changed in advance, undoubtedly stabbed Patten hard in the heart.

Now, coupled with this standard military salute that was like a textbook, the wound in his heart was torn a little more.

"What if I order the convoy to rush through directly?"

Patten suppressed his anger and stared at Zhou Xingxing with a sinister look.

"Sir, it's useless for you to rush through."

Zhou Xingxing grinned, and the eight teeth exposed were extremely dazzling and eye-catching under the light of the rear car.

"The accident ahead is very serious, and the road has been blocked!"

Patten also knew about the new logo that the Hong Kong Police Force had decided on.

The police officer in front of him was just a superintendent of the police force.

Before today, he could have just given an order to strip the other party of his uniform.

However, at this moment, Patten couldn't help feeling powerless in his heart.

There was no need to wait until midnight, and the current Hong Kong Island was no longer a place where the foreigners were tyrannical.

"Inform the car behind to turn around and take a detour to Chatham Road!"

Patten stared at Zhou Xingxing deeply, and he finally chose to give in.

The opening time of the handover ceremony of Hong Kong Island is set at eight o'clock, when the delegations of the two countries will enter at the same time.

In this situation now, the foreigners are destined to be suppressed by the motherland.

If the delay continues, the face of the entire foreigners will undoubtedly be more damaged.

Rather than entangled with this little character in front of him, it is better to go to the Convention and Exhibition Center as soon as possible.

In Patten's eyes, Zhou Xingxing, the police superintendent, is insignificant at all, but he can barely enter the gazette list approved by him.

But it happened that this little superintendent, who Patten originally looked down on, gave him a blow.

Watching the foreigners' ceremonial motorcade start to turn around, Zhou Xingxing's mouth once again showed a sneer of sarcasm.

These foreigners are just dying to save face and suffer in life. Wouldn't it be better for them to get out of Hong Kong honestly?

You had to hold a farewell ceremony at the Governor's House during the day, and now you want to enter with the bigwigs from the motherland?

Bah, you are unworthy!