"Statistical Department investigating!"
On the afternoon of the first day of the city lockdown, an armed light truck pulled up at the gate of the Zhou family's large mansion. Chen Fu stepped heavily out of the vehicle, and the sharp clink of his steel-soled boots echoed crisply down the street. As the other agents casually called out, the ordinary onlookers nearby scattered instantly.
Chen Fu opened the car door and said to the person inside, "Take your time, watch your health. Ah, this kind of thing we could've handled by ourselves. You really didn't need to come."
Le Yu, draped in a deep blue coat, slowly stepped down from the truck, watching as the agents in neat formation split into two rows on either side, leaving a wide path for him to walk through. Meanwhile, the citizens afar were hiding at the roadside in fear, feeling as though they were helplessly sprinting down the path of a villain boss with no way to turn back.
