He's been an old police chief for years, speaking with an unyielding authority, a mere glance or gesture enough to intimidate the petty criminals.
At this moment, his rapid-fire questioning not only subdued the scene but also focused all the officers' attention entirely on Xu Shu.
Their gazes became suddenly sharp and vigilant, their right hands resting on their hips, as if they would immediately draw their guns to control this "suspicious character" at any moment of disagreement.
This made Father Zhou's face turn white momentarily; he hurriedly stepped forward, trying to explain a few words for his adopted son: "Officers, it's a misunderstanding, we are..."
Before the adoptive father could finish, Xu Shu shook his head, took out his credentials, unfolded them in front of everyone, declaring his identity:
