At this moment, a yawning voice came from the passenger seat: "Hah... what's going on? I just took a short nap, and Qian here already got into an argument?"
"Mr. Gong, it's not that I wanted to argue; someone insisted on going out at this time. I told him to apply for a travel certificate with the neighborhood management, and he went on about having no phone signal... This guy even tried to use his identity to pressure me!" The young temporary sheriff complained rapidly to the senior who had just sluggishly crawled up from the passenger seat.
"Identity? Huh?" The middle-aged sheriff rubbed his eyes, first glancing at Sun Hang standing outside the car window, then looking towards the villa area behind Sun Hang, his pupils shrinking instantly.
"Y-young man... do you live here?" The middle-aged sheriff pointed at the villas behind and asked.
"Yes." Sun Hang confirmed.
The middle-aged sheriff's face instantly turned paler.
