Xu Ying gave a faint smile, dimples appearing on her cheeks: "This suspect, isn't that a bit naive of you."
The police car leading the way stopped on the ground behind Xu Ying, and the rear door opened.
A majestic German Shepherd jumped out, followed by Chen Su, stepping down with his long legs.
When he got out of the car, he was like a thin, sharp blade, gently piercing through the scorching desert sunlight. His cool-toned uniform made him appear even more upright, like a tall bamboo.
Chen Su raised his hand to adjust the brim of his hat, and the metallic shoulder badge glinted coldly under the sun. His features under the brim were deep as ink, with a high nose bridge and a firm jawline.
The police colleagues followed behind him, their entrance exuding an oppressive aura of dominance.
Xia Man's camera clicked, capturing the scene in a snapshot.
She then waved her camera in front of the already terrified Feng Qingdai: "Didn't you claim not to know my equipment and lenses?"
