Zhou Qian gazed at the scene inside the cramped carriage, her eyes slightly dazed.
She quickly came to her senses and immediately checked the sports camera on her chest.
The camera was still recording; she had captured everything.
At the same time, a group of reporters squeezed in, their flashbulbs creating a blanket of light that forever immortalized the scene inside the carriage.
Uncharacteristically, the police did not shoo them away but allowed them to continue shooting.
This was a moment of glory for the police, and especially for Officer Liang.
In their hearts, there was nothing but respect.
"Wow!"
The crying of a little girl broke the almost frozen atmosphere.
The officers then snapped back to reality.
"Ningning, Ningning!"
An emotionally charged shout came from outside as Chu Xiao'e ran through the crowd and into the carriage, calling loudly.
Song Guanchao slowly turned around.
