Xu Changsheng rode the motorcycle back to the police station, where the first arrivals had already locked people up in a room. Seeing him return, they gathered around. He parked the motorcycle, casually pulled out the keys, and tossed them to Dang Wenzheng, "Wenzheng, here are the keys... Riding a motorcycle in winter really isn't pleasant!"
Dang Wenzheng took the keys, feeling a bit embarrassed, "I was in such a hurry earlier that I forgot my gloves were in my pocket. I only remembered after I left, forgetting to leave them for you!"
"No worries, no worries," Xu Changsheng said with a smile. Though he claimed it was nothing, he stamped his feet and rubbed his hands together, never stopping these actions as he spoke. "Everyone's been brought back, so let's get started. As for the onlookers here just for the spectacle, we'll just educate them and have them hurry home. Dragging them to the station will probably make them think twice about showing up next time..."