Soon, more than a dozen police cars pulled up on both sides of the overpass, stirring a commotion. Seven or eight officers rushed into the traffic standstill area, each drawing their guns on Wang Lan.
"Don't move! Raise your hands, hold your head, and squat down!"
"Wang Lan?" a familiar voice called out.
"Put your guns down, he's one of us!"
It was then that Wang Lan turned around and saw the gaunt Hu Qing, who had actually gained some weight on his face since the New Year.
"Hu Qing, did you become a Commissioner?" Wang Lan greeted with a smile.
