In the afternoon.
The sunlight was as warm as an old dog.
Threads of light struck the glass, casting faces aglow with golden radiance.
Over a hundred police officers, fully equipped, stood guard around a small restaurant, slowly dispersing some of the people on the street.
Laying an ambush in such a bustling place was clearly a bit unconventional, but Yu Wenshu couldn't wait any longer.
They had confirmed the suspect's identity by noon—through the phone number and order number from a food delivery website, as well as through various means including photo identification. Unexpectedly, the suspect had spent the entire noon playing with his wife and child at Naughty Castle.
It was only now, when they got hungry, that the family of three came out of the mall and into a back alley to dine.
Although they could have waited longer, the risk would only have increased the longer they did.
