552 should go back and have a beating.

Lin Qingshan and the others agreed, shifting their stiff shoulders, bracing themselves once more.

The group went to the Public Security Bureau again.

They were arranged in a corner while two public security officers, along with some people and things, left.

Whatever they reported to their superiors, the entire Public Security Bureau suddenly became busy.

It could be described as tumultuous.

For a time, no one paid attention to Lin Tang and the group.

An undercover presence in the county was a significant matter, which they dared not treat lightly.

When Lin Zhicheng saw so many people wearing green public security uniforms, his little body tensed up.

By now, he knew that his attempt at being a good Samaritan... had caused trouble.

Lin Tang's hand, which he was holding, felt a slight pressure from him, and his expression became somewhat guarded.