Several police cars stopped at the entrance of the Confucian Temple at random.
"Chief, the streets of the Confucian Temple are too narrow. There are tourists inside, so vehicles can't get in. Now we have to get off and walk over." A man in uniform respectfully reported to Dai Jianming.
Dai Jianming got off the car.
Standing at the door of the car, he raised his head slightly and glanced at the gloomy weather.
Then he turned his head and looked at the head-moving tourists in the street of the Confucian Temple, his brows frowned immediately.
"Okay, let's get off the car. This street is so narrow; it would not be very convenient for us to deal with it! Have the people from the Anti-Riot Department not arrived yet?" Dai Jianming looked at the uniformed man and asked.
"Chief, people from the anti-riot department are already on the way. They will be here in at least three minutes."
