"Sigma District is like a toilet that can never be scrubbed clean."
"An endless infestation of cultist maggots."
Olof, who had just cleared out another Reincarnation Church hideout, was in the office of the Sigma District Police Department's director, calmly discussing public security with her.
Liu Yingfeng, the director, wore her hair in an ear-length bob and had crisp, professional makeup. "Bureau Chief Olof, you could wipe the blood off yourself."
"It's fine. Once we finish talking, Director Liu, I'll head home after work and take a shower."
"You really are easygoing, Bureau Chief Olof. Not the slightest airs."
"Are you saying I don't care about my appearance, Director Liu?" Olof said with a smile. "At my age, I'm hardly a young man blazing like the midday sun. Doing my own job well is enough."
"Please don't say that, Director Olof. I mentioned this last week: my second sister, Liu Yingxue, heard about how you've been cutting down enemies left and right in Sigma District, and she admires you greatly. If you could spare an evening, I could arrange dinner so the two of you could get acquainted."
Olof raised his eyebrows and glanced at Liu Yingfeng, then adjusted the standing collar of his trench coat. His gaze settled on the coat rack in the corner.
"Director Liu, work is work, and private matters are private matters. Professionally, I greatly admire your abilities. But personally, I would prefer to keep my distance, lest it compromise our impartiality in maintaining public security."
"Bureau Chief Olof, I have always kept work and private matters separate. I only brought this up because my second sister asked me to."
"Director Liu, if that's what you invited me here to discuss today, I'll be leaving." As he spoke, Olof started to rise from his chair.