"So we have to be careful," Han Cong said again. "As long as we stick together and stay away from dangerous places, we can get by just fine."
Wang Kai didn't seem to like Han Cong's attitude of just getting by, but he also felt there wasn't much he could do about it, so he held his tongue. When he saw Xu Huo take a uniform and hold it up against himself, he asked, "An inspector's uniform can protect you from cuts and stabs from ordinary weapons. Quite a few inspectors who were killed weren't wearing theirs at the time."
Han Cong hurriedly picked up his own uniform and checked his gun. "These laser guns even have restrictions on how they can be fired. Couldn't they equip inspectors with more powerful weapons?"
"They're probably afraid they'll get stolen," Xu Huo said. "I'd barely arrived in the West District before my luggage was stolen. The place I rented yesterday was broken into, too."
Han Cong and Wang Kai had rented a place yesterday as well, but they weren't familiar with each other, and there was no need to exchange addresses.
The three of them were quite concerned about the recent attacks on inspectors. After discussing them to no avail, they began looking through other material, such as the procedures for handling different kinds of cases after a report was filed.
Victims of ordinary robberies and thefts generally didn't report them, since the Surveillance Department was a mixed bag, and in the eyes of ordinary people, its members were even more troublesome than petty thieves. As a result, most of the cases accumulated by the department were reported by criminal organizations that had already carved out their own territories. The West District was rife with competing powers, and the department couldn't even