Rongbo rushed into the police building carrying two plastic shopping bags.
The man has big dark circles under his eyes, as he hasn't gotten a sleep for two nights, and he didn't seem to care about himself one bit.
He only had one thought in mind, Zhaolin.
He was out of breath by the time he got to the front desk officer. "Good morning, can I go see my son now?"
The officer on duty raised his head to scrutinize the man then he proceeded to shake his head as well as click his tongue. "Tsk tsk, tsk. Haven't you always been with him? Why do you want to see him so much when he just left your side yesterday? You should have advised him better... You know?" After his statement, he gave Rongbo a pitiful look, as he mumbled out an inaudible sentence. "How can you still call yourself a father? Tsk..."