Two days later.
This year's Curfew Period officially began.
Social order in Qinglin City immediately underwent noticeable changes.
Schools delayed their opening hours, factories adjusted their work schedules, all restaurants canceled evening service, and security staffing in every residential district was doubled.
After seven in the evening.
Not a single person could be seen on the streets or in the alleys.
Only large numbers of Patrol Officers, leading Spirit Mastiffs and carrying Brown Oil lamps, patrolled throughout the city, watching for anything suspicious.
Because nighttime patrols during the Curfew Period carried a certain degree of danger, teams were usually formed of six people, so that no one would be left isolated and helpless if something went wrong.
Cheng Han formed a patrol team with five colleagues. Leading three Spirit Mastiffs, they slowly made their way through the snow.
The team leader was Patrol Captain Long Xingyun.
The other five rookies received their usual differential treatment—discrimination. Squad Leader Liu Yidao did not trust them much, so he had them take over the Spirit Mastiffs' duties and guard the Patrol Station gate.
Of course.
They would not keep using people as dogs forever.
After all, Patrol Officers were not made of iron. They could not patrol every night, and shifts usually rotated every three days. The rookies would join the patrols sooner or later and experience the joys of working through the night.
"Crunch!"
The sound of feet treading on snow rang out continuously.
No one spoke.
Six men and three dogs all cautiously watched every movement around them.
After a while.
Cheng Han suddenly broke the silence. "Patrol Captain, you should know that my intuition is extremely sharp."
Everyone slowed their pace at once.
Long Xingyun turned his head. "Spit it out!"
Now that they had become familiar with one another,