In the endless night sky.
It was 9 P.M.
Superintendent Song, who had tired himself all day, finally reached home. The moment that he entered his house, he said, "Hurry and make me a bowl of noodles. I can't take it anymore. I'm starving!"
His wife came out to give him a pair of slippers, "You haven't eaten?"
"I didn't have the time." Superintendent Song sighed, "A troublesome figure came in today. I was busying myself on this small case the entire day. I ran around to do all that, all for what? That Wang Shuixin. I'm definitely not helping him in the future. It's a thankless, arduous task. If I don't do it well, I'll get into big trouble. Thankfully, I can still handle some of that stress, and it's also giving Old Wang some face." Superintendent Song laughed and bragged to his wife, "After all, I have been working on the police force for more than a decade. I still can handle the pressure from Zhang Ye!"
