Several police cars drove through the night.
Although they had received a robbery report, Yan Aosong displayed a shocking lack of professional ethics, driving along at an unhurried pace without the slightest urgency.
He even refrained from turning on the siren, despite being out on a case, so as not to disturb residents late at night.
He also obeyed traffic laws to the letter. Even in the middle of the night, as long as the light ahead was red, he stopped at it and only went on green, even if the streets were completely empty.
It was hard to imagine how many poor people would suffer undeserved hardship if Yan Aosong handled life-and-death cases with this same perfunctory attitude.
If Lin Li saw this, he would definitely sigh and say that this was another bad Demon Suppression Envoy corrupted by criminal forces.
At last, Yan Aosong leisurely arrived at the destination. He got out, walked to the entrance of the alley the victim had mentioned, shone his flashlight inside, and asked halfheartedly, "Oi, anyone there?"
"Yes! Yes! We're sorry, Officer! We know we were wrong! We surrender! We'll never rob anyone again! Arrest us! Hurry up and arrest us!"
The moment they heard Yan Aosong's voice, five people lunged out of the darkness in the alley.
Their pupils were unfocused, their expressions miserable, and some of them were even crying.
As though they had suffered some massive psychological blow, their bodies were covered in unidentified fluids that had only half dried. At the sight of Yan Aosong, it was as if they had seen their savior. One after another, they rushed forward and held out their hands together, hoping Yan Aosong would cuff them and take them away.
Yan Aosong sighed.
Classic.
He was no longer shocked.
They were just