After three days of night patrols, Cheng Han took a day off and rotated onto daytime patrol duty.
He began carrying out a Patrol Captain's duties, serving as the leader of a patrol squad. With six team members and three Spirit Mastiffs, he patrolled all around the district.
The reason there was one more person than usual—
Was that the team had two rookies.
By the way.
Cheng Han had heard a rumor that several Patrol Officers who valued their lives had privately approached Liu Yidao, hoping to follow the "prescient" new Patrol Captain.
Sentry Chief Liu had mercilessly cursed them out, rattling off something like, "Cheng Han dares charge straight at a Weird Tree when he finds one, while you bastards are scared of tripping to death just walking down the road. Get the hell out of here!"
Cheng Han was rather speechless over this.
Was that really necessary? During his time on patrol, he had gained a deep understanding of the outpost's internal ecosystem.
In a word:
Small pond.
Too many turtles.
And especially strong foul winds.
At this moment.
Cheng Han stared intently at a Patrol Officer and asked expressionlessly, "Sha Jinshan, what did you do at Huagi Waste Recycling Station just now?"
As far as he knew, this man was quite young, not even twenty-three. Although he had only joined the Patrol Department three years ago, he had picked up plenty of bad habits.
Sha Jinshan stammered, "I didn't do anything. I just took a lap around the recycling station and checked whether there was anything unusual."
He even looked disgusted. "The place stank too badly, so I came out quickly."
Cheng Han's gaze sharpened. "What else?"
Sha Jinshan forced himself to stay calm. "That was all!"
Cheng Han was anything but polite. "Take the Silver