"No need. We're just going in to take a look and check IDs. It's the National Day holiday—there are a lot of people, and it's a mixed crowd. This is just a routine inspection. You don't even need to stop the music. We'll take a look around and leave."
Seeing that Wang Yan refused the cigarette and was heading straight inside, the young man hurriedly stepped in front of him. He bowed and scraped before the displeased-looking Wang Yan, wearing a fawning smile.
"Officer, please wait a moment. I'll call our manager over right now and have him cooperate with you, okay? One minute. Just one minute."
Wang Yan smiled as he watched several of them blocking the entrance, pointing vaguely at them. "Then we'll start by checking yours. You'd better hurry. My patience is limited. Come on, take out all your IDs. Let me emphasize this once more: the body camera is recording audio and video the entire time. I hope you'll keep that in mind."
The young man blocking the way took his ID from his pocket and handed it to Wang Yan, then hurried to the side and used their radio to call the manager. He actually knew who Wang Yan was. Wang Yan had stood there all day yesterday without moving, and a little inquiry would have told them exactly who he was. No matter what, the police would not keep watch on just one establishment like this. Besides, there were three other venues on this street comparable in size to Night Not Yet Over.
So they had already made their judgment: Wang Yan had come looking for trouble...
Of course Wang Yan had come looking for trouble. Did that even require judgment? He had not bothered to hide it. He casually glanced at the ID,