The ones Zhang Heng had set his sights on were two rookie officers from the latest intake. They had only been on the job for about a week, so most people at the station still did not recognize them. Normally, they should have been paired with veteran officers to familiarize themselves with the work, but the First Layer riot had broken out. Their partners had been among the first officers dispatched to the First Layer, leaving the two rookies no choice but to be thrown into the deep end and take over patrol duties early.
As a result, they spent even less time at the station during the day, and naturally, even fewer people recognized them.
This time, Zhang Heng planned to borrow their slots. Of course, he would not use their names directly. No matter how new they were, no one would fail to notice if they suddenly showed up with different faces. Zhang Heng intended to swap out their names on the list just before departure, then fill their places with two new identities. Given how little presence the two had at the station, they were the least likely to be noticed.
But first, they had to make sure the real owners obediently stayed home. Zhang Heng and Qiu Ming drove around visiting the two rookie officers one after another. Qiu Ming was responsible for knocking on the door and ringing the bell, then politely greeting the target's female relatives. When the target came storming out, ready to punch him, Zhang Heng, waiting off to the side, would strike the back of the target's head.
Qiu Ming simply stood there and admired the sight of the target dropping straight to the ground.
Zhang Heng controlled his strength. He did not hit too hard, but he made sure the