```
"Comrade, can I make a phone call first?" Zhao Sihai's face was full of terror. Although his profession was dishonorable and he greatly feared the police, he also knew that the two forces had always kept to themselves.
Now that the riot squad had come with an arrest warrant, he had to find out what was going on.
"You have three minutes." The middle-aged man, expressionless, walked out with his people.
After they left, Zhao Sihai, panicked and flustered, found a number on his phone and dialed it. Once connected, he asked nervously, "Director Liu, what's going on? Why did the riot squad come with an arrest warrant to take me?"
This was his patron, the deputy head of the Qingyuan Public Security Bureau.
Director Liu lowered his voice and cursed angrily, "Zhao Sihai, did you go out without an umbrella and let the rainwater get into your head? What happens on the streets stays in the streets. How could you report to the police and have someone arrested?"
