The Sweeper dashed in, leaving a faint but detectable track mark on the dark tar road. It stopped abruptly in the empty area directly opposite the office block to execute a seamless full-circle turn. The deafening sound of the engine had its burning diesel travel to the top floor with the help of the wind. It was so strong that Yu Shanhe and Song Baicheng were able to get a whiff of it despite their distance. 

The two men were no strangers to the smell of burning fuel, but the foul diesel stench emitting off the Sweeper was worse than anything they have encountered. 

Was he trying to show off? 

How childish!

As soon as the roaring engine ceased, Xia Lei popped his head out from the control compartment through the top. He tilted his head to meet the eyes of the two waiting men standing by the window. “Hello, Officer Yu!” yelled Xia Lei with a smile.

Yu Shanhe could only manage to squeeze out a reluctant smile. “You sure do know how to have fun. Shall I reply to you with ‘well-done honey’?”

Xia Lei dropped his arms and entered the office block. 

He dialed Fan Fan’s number...