30 minutes later, township police cars arrived after Ling Qingyu's report to the Dispatch. Unit 77 became an independent patrolling unit, acting based on the situation, which was clearly Athena's hands.
Two cars parked behind the bikers' group. By now, every girl was mounted on the big bike, ready to leave as soon as the matter was done. A few were sipping fresh juices and milk tea.
Ling Qingyu and Azi talked with the victim, who was completely unlike the one who suffered. She laughed and chatted with vibrant energy. Perhaps, the event was more like a comedic bedtime story she would share at night with her friends.
On the other hand, two suspects were dried like salted fish, doubting their luck and brains. Town police officers exited their patrol cars and walked toward Ling Qingyu's group.
