When I arrived at the station, I finally understood why the instructor was so kind to help me switch areas to avoid trouble from The South Borough. It turned out that Young Master Lopez's parents had finally managed to pull some strings in the past few days and got them released. The higher-ups probably thought they'd been detained enough for three days and decided to release Young Master Lopez and the other twelve today.
When I showed up at work, a bunch of lawyers came over to handle the bail review and sign-off.
The twelve members of Young Master Lopez's group came out of the cell, stretching their limbs. Seeing me come in, the twelve of them blocked my way to the locker room.
The person on duty shouted, "What are you doing?"
These people obviously wouldn't blatantly mess with me, and they couldn't afford to. Young Master Lopez lowered his voice and said to me, "I hope you still have the guts to do night shifts."
