At a crucial traffic junction, beside a temporarily erected checkpoint, there were two patrol cars with flashing police lights and a plain black sedan without obvious police markings.
Over a dozen armed officers were stationed there, their expressions tense as they vigilantly watched the surroundings.
Two young officers were huddled in a corner sheltered from the rain, whispering to each other.
"Wow, this is some big operation tonight, haven't seen something of this scale in years!"
"I heard they're capturing some vicious terrorist organization that specializes in child trafficking, absolutely heinous!"
"Scum like that should be immediately executed once caught!"
A middle-aged man who seemed to be the commanding officer got out of the black sedan, holding an umbrella.
Upon hearing their conversation, he immediately put on a stern expression and chastised them in a low voice:
