A food factory still not worthy of a name.
A large squadron of armed police had sealed off all entrances and exits, and a police cordon had also been set up around the perimeter.
Such commotion had attracted a substantial crowd of onlookers, who appeared as a sea of people in the distance.
At this moment, at the factory gate, the head of the factory's security was organizing a group of security guards and workers in a standoff with the police.
"Clear the way immediately! You are obstructing law enforcement!" glared Nakamura Shinichi from atop the vehicle, shouting down at the stubborn group.
The burly head of security bellowed with a bellyful of rage, "We can't reach our boss, and without our boss's consent, none of you are allowed in! We're risking our jobs here!"
The others blocking the entrance echoed in chorus.
"That's right, to hell with the law! We're starving here, who cares about your laws?"
