The situation at the scene was continuously being transmitted via walkie-talkie to the cars of the officers rushing over.
Things seemed to be getting increasingly out of hand.
Zhou Yusheng's head felt heavy... there was even a sense of nausea.
Sitting next to him was Gao Wen, the captain of the Second Team, who was continuously gathering information about the scene... about five more minutes before they could reach the scene.
"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou?"
"What is it?" Zhou Yusheng instinctively responded.
Gao Wen frowned, glanced at Zhou Yusheng, and said lowly, "You got drunk again last night?"
"I'm fine, came back to my senses." Zhou Yusheng rubbed his face.
Gao Wen's frown remained, "Get off at the intersection ahead, I don't think you're fit to join the operation in your current state."
