After the Tongren Road incident ended, the New Year's Watchers in Qingfu District finally stopped having to work overtime.
Because the case had enormous ramifications and had caused quite a stir, a district-level New Year's Watchers unit could hardly handle the follow-up work. So Old Huang handed the criminal players and the case files straight over to Shanghai Headquarters and left the rest alone.
That night, after returning to the office, Ren Ye only spoke briefly with his father and younger sister before falling into a deep sleep.
He had been far too exhausted lately. Whether inside the Star Gate or in the real world, he practically counted his sleep by the week. Lying in bed, he had a powerful sense that he might suddenly drop dead.
Without a thought in his head, Ren Ye slept with his backside sticking up until noon before slowly waking.
After a quick wash, Ren Ye called his father and sister, originally intending to ask them out for a meal. To his surprise, the two had already gone home.
That was just as well. There wasn't a single normal person in this office. Medicine peddlers, keepers of poisonous creatures, neurotics... you could grab a whole handful. If his father and sister stayed here too long, they were bound to notice something.
As for their safety, there should have been very strong guarantees. After all, everyone the Bell Society had sent to Shanghai had been wiped out, and after last night's events, Tongren Road had quieted down too.
Moreover, the New Year's Watchers took security extremely seriously, so whether they were at the office or outside, the level of protection would not decrease.
Over the phone, his father told Ren Ye to come home for a meal in the next couple of days to