After the first hour of rule pollution outbreak at Wanda Plaza, the Third Division of Haijing Security Bureau had already arrived, set up the Mirage system, simulated a normal environment, and prevented larger chaos.
The nearby streets were simultaneously "sealed off," with the excuse of a broken water pipe in need of urgent repairs.
When the barriers were erected, the commuting pedestrians walking by couldn't see what was happening inside.
At 7 PM, Xu Shuo returned carrying two large plastic bags filled with takeout.
"Come over, let's eat!"
Xu Shuo shouted, handing three boxes of takeout to Uncle Zhao. "Uncle Zhao, it's been three days. Are we still going to keep waiting?"
"What's wrong? Upset? Then go complain to the Director!"
Uncle Zhao took the takeout and casually sat on a plaza bench to eat.
"I wouldn't dare!"
