Catching a Thief

"What are you looking at?"

Zhang Yanfeng asked while driving.

"Looking at the prison."

"Why? Do You Like It There? Do you want to go in?"?

"My job is to send people to that place."

"Oh, what a coincidence. My job is the same."

Zhang Yanfeng was stunned for a moment, but he did not continue to ask. To be honest, every time he was with Zhou Ze, he felt that his worldview was under a fierce impact.

Zhang Yanfeng stopped the car at the entrance of the town.

"I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes. What do you want to drink? The weather is so hot."

"Whatever."

Zhang Yanfeng went down to buy water. There was a small supermarket in front, and next to the supermarket was a lottery store. There were a few people standing at the entrance, as if they were arguing about something, but when they saw a police car pull over here... the uniformed police officers in the car also walked over,