"Come on, are you ready? We're leaving now." At that moment, the impatient voice of a police officer hurried from outside the door. Liu Mou, annoyed, replied, "Coming, coming, just a second."
As he spoke, Liu Mou put on his clothes and opened the door, only to have a pair of handcuffs snap onto his wrists, immediately restraining his ability to move. Liu Mou glanced at the handcuffs on his hands and contemptuously clicked his tongue.
"Follow me," the officer said coldly. Liu Mou also felt that starting a fight here, even if nothing came of it, would still stir up trouble, so he decided to just go along for now and make his move once they were somewhere secluded.
After descending the stairs, the officer stopped beside a black Santana and opened the back door, signaling for Liu Mou to get in. Liu Mou, looking at the unmarked police car in front of him, said sarcastically, "Oh, is this an undercover cop car? Why doesn't it have 'Police' written on it?"
