Detectives were holding batons, about to snatch the flyers from the students' hands.
He sighed and walked back, "As far as I know, if the parade is approved, then distributing flyers is completely legal."
A PCE Investigator looked at Qing Chen, "Get lost, don't meddle."
Qing Chen didn't say much; he took out his ID and held it in front of the PCE Investigator, "I hope after you read this, you still have the courage to speak to me like that."
The next moment, the PCE Investigator who saw the ID was stunned, "Sorry, sir, I didn't know it was you, you..."
Qing Chen waved his hand, "Go."
After that, the PCE Investigator, along with two colleagues, turned and left.
The students distributing flyers stared blankly as the detectives walked away, and by the time they regained their senses, Qing Chen had disappeared without a trace.
In the minds of the students, only the image of that immaculate white tracksuit remained.
