As the police sirens echoed into the thin air, Rong Xinghe walked up to Xi Yuan with a takeaway cup of coffee, "Here.", she passed it to him, her eyes still searching for any possible injuries upon his body.
"I am fine.", the man rolled her eyes, "Trust me."
"Okay.", the girl raised her hands in the mid-air in resignation, "I give up."
"So this is what you do every day?", the man turned to look at the forensic staff taking away the dead bodies for post-mortem, "Interesting."
As she heard the man, the girl couldn't help but chuckle, "It isn't just this. There's a lot more that I do."
"Really? Do tell, Officer.", the man smiled.
"Well... for starters, my job profile demands preventing the attackers to even step into the country. We've got Special Forces, Intelligence Units, and bureaucrats for the same. While they monitor suspicious activities throughout the country, I monitor them.
