"Isn't this Mo..." The officer paused for a moment, seemingly unable to recall Mo Shangjun's identity, so he opted for a different address, "the young lady brought here by Old Xie?"
"Officer Xiao!"
Mo Shangjun then lowered her hand and loudly called out to the officer.
That's right.
Last October, when she came over "on business" with her mentor, she had met this officer from the police unit.
In his early forties, he had a kind face and was on good terms with the mentor. During the inspection, he seemed quite surprised as to why Old Xie had brought along such a young girl like Mo Shangjun and was quite attentive to her, thus paying a bit more attention. Later, he even tested her with a few questions and recognized her capabilities.
Because they had interacted before, Mo Shangjun still had an impression of him.
"You're called Mo Shangjun, right," Upon recalling Mo Shangjun's name, the officer then curiously scrutinized Mo Shangjun and asked, "How come you're here?"
