Surveillance

They were guarding here to prevent anyone unaware from approaching the mall.

"We're fine, just wandering around." Huai Yi tightened his collar, feigning casualness as he asked, "I remember there used to be a snack street around here, where did it all go?"

"There's construction going on nearby. Don't come around here if you don't have to," the young man said. "Can't you see the sign? Beware of falling objects."

"Got it, got it," Fatty nodded repeatedly, appearing very cooperative. He also tugged at Jiang Cheng's clothes, "Let's go find something to eat elsewhere."

Seeing no problem, the young police officer waved them off, signaling for Jiang Cheng and the others to leave as soon as possible.

But as Jiang Cheng and the others turned, not even a few steps had been taken when a "Wait" came from behind them.

The voice was slightly hoarse, belonging to the middle-aged police officer who hadn't spoken.

Fatty stopped reflexively.

With the sound of "tap, tap, tap" footsteps, the middle-aged officer walked over. Jiang Cheng and the other two turned around, just in time to see the middle-aged officer's face.

He looked to be around 50, his hair streaked with gray, his eyes bloodshot, as if he hadn't rested in a long time.

"Is there something else?" Jiang Cheng asked.

The middle-aged officer paused, looked at Jiang Cheng's face, his brow furrowed slightly, and said, "For the next while, if there's nothing urgent, try not to go out after dark."

"Why do you say that?" Jiang Cheng asked, feigning confusion. "Is something going on?"

"Do as I say, young man." The middle-aged officer gestured with his chin in a direction. "Go that way. The streetlights are brighter there. Go home, all three of you."

Jiang Cheng and the other two left in the