"I'm counting on you." Bai Tao's words expressed his hope and seriousness, and a hint of inner conflict.
After speaking, Bai Tao put down the walkie-talkie and took a deep breath.
If he could choose, he wished Xiao Tian wouldn't have to make a move.
The reason is simple: Xiao Tian has sacrificed too much for Shanghai's police force.
Bai Tao had tried countless times to promote Xiao Tian, even offering him the position of deputy chief, but Xiao Tian always declined with a smile.
The more Xiao Tian was like this, the more guilty Bai Tao felt, seeing him always on the front lines, surviving innumerable close brushes with death, scarred but never complaining.
Sometimes Bai Tao wondered if he was an incompetent superior.
Countless people raised their heads, watching Xiao Tian on the screen, barely daring to breathe. No one dared to think about what would happen if Xiao Tian, their last hope, failed.
