An unexpected influx of police officers shocked Wang Baoqing.
Recalling recent waterborne manhunts conducted by the Water Police and Changhang navigation police on the river, where any ship and crew member would be inspected, Wang Baoqing was not entirely surprised.
Steadying himself, he put down the walkie-talkie used for "command and dispatch," stepped forward, and asked with a smile: "Police comrades, what's going on?"
Wang Wenhong recognized him immediately but remained composed as he asked, "Are you the person in charge of the dock?"
"I suppose so, police comrades, here's my business card."
Wang Baoqing tucked the walkie-talkie under his arm, took out a business card, and then decided to take out a pack of Yuxi cigarettes to hand out.
Wang Wenhong glanced at the card, looked up, and asked, "Wang Baoqing?"
"That's me, I am," he replied.
"You're the one we're arresting. Cuff him!"
"Ah..."
"Ah, nothing. Behave yourself!"
