Spokesperson of the Hong Kong Comprehensive Police Force

Chapter 404: The Fall of a Great Man

As the time for Hong Kong's return to China drew closer, Zhou Quan became more and more relaxed.

At this critical time point, tens of thousands of police officers in the police force worked together.

Severe crackdowns have been carried out time and again to address the security issues in Hong Kong Island.

No matter how rampant the criminals are, they dare not cause trouble during this period of time.

Even though the foreigners were extremely reluctant to see Hong Kong return to the embrace of the motherland peacefully and smoothly, they also temporarily lay low and restrained their own little thoughts.

After all, Hong Kong Island today can be said to be the focus of the entire world.

Even if the foreigners want to disrupt the stability of Hong Kong Island, they can only carry out small actions before and after Hong Kong Island's return.

If anything happens in the few months before Hong Kong's return, it will also make them lose face in the eyes of the whole world.

The most important thing is that the motherland’s Hong Kong garrison has not yet entered the territory of Hong Kong Island.

However, Hong Kong Island has stationed an elite force including various arms in Pengcheng, a mainland city to the north.

The motherland's naval fleet has been on combat readiness duty in the waters near Hong Kong Island on a 24-hour basis.

The Hong Kong Police Force is cracking down severely, and the motherland is on high alert, working together to ensure that Hong Kong's sovereignty returns smoothly to the embrace of the motherland.

Amid this dire situation, Hong Kong Island entered the most stable period since its founding.

Time flies, and three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

On the morning of February 20, 1997, Zhou Quan heard a piece of bad news.

Sir Quan, who has always been steady and shrewd, showed obvious loss of composure for the first time.

The set of tea on the table where he met guests was missing a teacup.

"Jingle Bell!"

Just as Zhou Quan was leaning on the reception sofa with a dazed look in his eyes, the phone on his desk rang very urgently.

Suppressing the grief in his heart, Zhou Quan forced himself to calm down, stood up and returned to his desk, and picked up the intercom phone.

"A Quan, come sit in my office!"

Lu Minghua's equally sad voice came from the receiver.

"it is good!"

Zhou Quan was very frugal with words and he was in no mood to say much. He just turned around and walked towards the next room.

When he reached the door of Lu Minghua's office, Zhou Quan just happened to see Liu Jiehui walking out of his office.

Sir Liu, who is usually polite and looks more like a scholar than a senior police officer, now has a rare expressionless look on his face.

Zhou Quan, who is well versed in micro-expressions, can see at a glance the sadness buried deep in Liu Jiehui's heart.

There is no doubt that Liu Jiehui also received the bad news from the north.

Zhou Quan stopped and waited quietly for Liu Jiehui to come over.

The two looked at each other, and walked into Lu Minghua's office together in silence.

At this moment, Lu Minghua was sitting on the reception sofa in his office in a trance.

On the coffee table in front of him was a bottle of Moutai liquor, which is not very common in Hong Kong Island.

"I was planning to open this bottle of wine in July."

Lu Minghua glanced at Zhou Quan and Liu Jiehui out of the corner of his eye, and his body slowly leaned forward.

As he tore open the plastic seal on the bottle, he sighed to himself, "It's a pity that things are unpredictable and the weather is not good!"

"Let's open it today, three of us!"

“Drink half and save the other half until July!”

Normally speaking, Zhou Quan never drinks alcohol during working hours.

But today, he was going to make an exception.

Zhou Quan quickened his pace and sat directly opposite Lu Minghua, ignoring the usual etiquette. Not only him, but Liu Jiehui did the same.

Zhou Quan took the wine glass handed to him by Lu Minghua, or to be more precise, a teacup filled with white wine.

As a senior officer in the police force, although Lu Minghua prepared a bottle of national liquor in advance to celebrate the return of Hong Kong Island, it was obviously impossible for there to be any drinking glasses in his office.

"The boss has been working hard for more than ten years, but in the end, it was just a few months, just over a hundred days!"

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Quan lowered his eyes and looked at his reflection in the teacup.

The full glass of white wine clearly reflected the sadness deep in his eyes.

"Yeah, it's only a few months away!"

When Liu Jiehui took the teacup, his face was also filled with sadness.

"Everything is going smoothly now. The boss is only a hundred days away from seeing the national flag raised over Hong Kong Island!"

The boss they both mentioned naturally could not be a chief superintendent of the police force.

Even though the Chief Superintendent holds high authority within the police force, it is still not enough to cause the two heads of the security department to lose their composure like this.

What's more, Lu Minghua, the head of the security department, is also a little absent-minded at the moment.

At 21:08 last night, the great chief architect of the motherland, the great Marxist, and the great proletarian revolutionary.

Mr. Xixian, who led the return of Hong Kong with a tough attitude and laid the foundation for the principle of Hong Kong people administering Hong Kong, passed away in Kyoto, his motherland.

To be honest, none of the three core officers of the current security department has actually met Mr. Xixian.

However, they are unwavering supporters of Hong Kong's return to the embrace of the motherland, and are police captains who are the focus of attention and support from the motherland.

Mr. Xixian naturally holds an extremely high meaning in the hearts of the three of them.

This elder who had fought for the return of Hong Kong for more than ten years ultimately did not see the national flag of his motherland raised in Hong Kong.

This is not only Mr.'s regret, but also the regret of those who have fought for the return of Hong Kong.

Compared with Lu Minghua and Liu Jiehui, Zhou Quan's inner mood was undoubtedly more depressed.

He was well aware of the gentleman's regrets, but he always held a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Because of this little butterfly flapping its wings, the process of Hong Kong's return was obviously smoother than the historical process he knew.

Since the disbandment of the Political Department of the Police Force, the motherland has always been suppressing the foreigners.

These good news may make the gentleman feel a little more relaxed and happy, thus extending his life for a period of time.

I don’t ask for a long life, but at least I don’t want the gentleman to pass away with regrets.

Unfortunately, the weather was not good! We cannot defy fate!
Some things are ultimately beyond redemption!

"Ah Quan! Jie Hui!"

Lu Minghua was silent for a moment. He picked up the teacup in his hand and stared at Zhou Quan and Liu Jiehui's faces.

"The boss didn't see the national flag being raised on Hong Kong Island. We, the younger generation, must watch carefully on his behalf!"

"During this period, Hong Kong Island must maintain peace and stability!"

"No mistakes can be allowed to happen when Hong Kong is returned to China!"

The moment the words fell from his mouth, Lu Minghua, who was always gentle and polite, showed a rude attitude for the first time.

He simply raised his hand and tilted his head back, then drank all the liquor in the cup.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Quan and Liu Jiehui also acted without any hesitation, just like Lu Minghua.

"Yes, sir!"

After putting down the teacups, they both stood up and raised their hands to salute with firm and serious expressions.

To ensure the smooth return of Hong Kong Island is not only their duty as police officers, but also a mission to comfort their ancestors.

(End of this chapter)