"Chief Pi, patrolling again, huh?" Yan Fei hadn't even left on his motorcycle when he saw Chief Pi strolling over from the direction of the train station. Feeling good today, he greeted him.
"Yeah! Boss Yan seems in a good mood. Are you preparing to head off to Provincial City again?" Chief Pi smiled broadly, apparently not catching the sarcasm in Yan Fei's words—the vicinity of a city's train station is a patrol priority, but at a small town station like Sancha River, even the mice wouldn't stay inside. There were hardly any people coming and going, and most were familiar faces you'd see all the time. Was patrolling even necessary?
What's more, the place was next to a cattle farm. Those ne'er-do-well hoodlums wouldn't bother coming this way for no reason.
But Chief Pi had this skill, to firmly treat station patrolling as his job.
