A public bus stopped in front of the Technology Market, and among the disembarking passengers, two uniformed officers passed through the market, taking a shortcut to the corner of Yan Fei's backyard.
As they walked along the wall to the other side, the younger officer slowed his pace: "Brother Tao, are we really going to ask them?"
"Hurry up, it's almost noon if you keep dawdling," the older officer, Brother Tao, urged discontentedly. "They asked us to investigate the situation, and you start to drag your feet. Instead of riding a bike, you want to take the bus, and you hesitate to board when there are no seats. Do you think if you drag this out till the afternoon, you'll have completed your duty when we get back to the station?"
