It was late at night,
two people were sitting on a park bench behind the police station,
one side was a man,
the other side was also a man.
Zhang Yanfeng took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Ze. Then, he took a bite out of it himself.
They had been sitting like this for a long time.
Not far away, stood the old Daoist and Tang Shi.
"Dawdling."
Tang Shi was obviously very dissatisfied with Zhou Ze's sloppy style of doing things. According to her habit, she would just knock the policeman out and it would be fine.
"Old Zhang, trust me this time. The safest way is for me to go down and look first. Even if the experts come tomorrow, the effect will be better than when I go down."
Zhang Yanfeng was silent, only silently blowing out smoke rings.
"I don't have to lie to you, really."
