The policewoman on the phone was taken aback; clearly, she didn't know the details of the case, and was only tasked with calling citizens to gather information.
"Hold on a moment." The person on the other end left for two minutes, "Now transferring you to the internal line."
"Okay, thank you."
The voice answering was very familiar; it was Officer Porlin again, "Officer, are you done with your work? How come you have time to deal with anti-terrorism and counter-assault cases?"
"It's you again, Su Xiaocai." Porlin called her by name, feeling quite troubled, "Can you stop meddling in cases?"
"It's all fate's arrangement; you should instead tell those attack assailants not to appear where I'm wandering around, I find them annoying." Su Xiaocai had been out all day and wanted to have a "ton" of rice with Ji Li that evening. But she couldn't have the meal, and instead witnessed a case of extreme reverse murder, losing her appetite.
