"Shh, keep it down. If I remembered correctly, that piano seemed to be sold at the mall owned by Superintendent Chaiya's family."
"Hm? What are you talking about?" Little Tiger, who had sharply caught her own name, leaned over.
Chaiya had just returned to the Lungmen Guard Bureau from the Lungmen checkpoint when she heard someone calling her name.
She was already annoyed enough from working overtime because of that damned Catastrophe. If she also caught officers talking about her behind her back, that would be even more irritating.
Talking about her behind her back was one thing, but if the person being discussed heard it, it was only natural for them to be extremely annoyed.
When you saw one cockroach in your home, it meant there were countless others.
When you heard one person talking about you, it meant some people had already discussed you behind your back countless times.
"Superintendent Chaiya! We were just discussing the price of a piano. It's hard to imagine that a piano could be worth 1.8 million." The officer answered honestly.
"...I thought it was something serious." Chaiya breathed a sigh of relief.
Chaiya had almost thought someone was calling her a mascot.
That had scared the tiger out of her.
"Come to think of it, why haven't you gotten off work yet?"
"Isn't it because of Penguin Logistics?" The officer pointed irritably at the people sitting obediently in front of him.
There was no need to even use an interrogation room for Penguin Logistics, because both Penguin Logistics and the officers knew this was merely a formality.
They would have to be released in the end anyway.
"Working overtime is hard... Today has indeed been exhausting. Because a Catastrophe appeared, the Lungmen Guard Bureau had to temporarily dispatch guards to the checkpoint