Certain County.
It was getting late.
At the Police Station, night had already fallen.
Several police cars drove in and stopped in the courtyard. The older officer got out first and hurriedly called for Fang Wenping and Dong Xuebin to get out.
"Quick, quick," said the older officer.
"What's going on?" Dong Xuebin asked.
The young officer beside him said, "Get inside first. We'll talk there."
"Stop asking and hurry up," another officer said, even reaching out to pull them along.
One after another, they entered the Police Station's Office Building. When they turned back, they saw the ethnic minority people who had followed them. At the head of the group was the Brawny Stall Owner. Since the station was very close to where they had set up their stalls, they had simply walked over. Yet even after arriving at a government office like the Police Station, the Brawny Stall Owner and the others' expressions had not changed in the slightest. They still looked fierce, carrying clubs, hoes, and other tools in their hands. Not one of them looked friendly. Without even asking anything, they barged straight through the Police Station's gates. The guard and officers inside saw them and did not dare stop them, letting them all in.
Only then did Dong Xuebin understand why the officers had rushed him and Fang Wenping inside. They were afraid of this group too. That made Dong Xuebin feel even more uncomfortable. You were a government agency, yet you actually hid from these thugs?
Then what did they need you for?
What did they need the Police Station for?
What the hell was every one of them doing?
Inside.
The older officer led them into a room with windows facing outside. They could hear the shouting and see the densely packed